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"Well, he's still giving acupuncture!"

An old doctor was surprised. He saw Jiang Hao pull out another silver needle. Sweat was already breaking out on his forehead, but he still gritted his teeth and endured it. He firmly inserted the silver needle in Lin Bo's Zenith point and murmured to himself: "The fourth needle calls for the gods, and the gods come from all directions..."

"This, this is actually the fourth needle, the God-Sorrowing Acupuncture Technique, all directions!"

Zhao Mingtang was shocked and couldn't believe it as he looked at Jiang Hao with his hands on the medical bed, because he forcibly administered the fourth injection, which had drained all the energy from his body.

"How is it possible? How could this kid cast the fourth needle of the Nine-turn Divine Needle..."

"Good guy, you hide it deep enough..."

For a moment, Zhao Luping, Wang Yulin, Chen Bin and others gathered in the medical center all looked shocked and incredulous. Looking at Jiang Hao who was sitting on the chair and completely relieved, they never imagined that he could hide so deeply.

Even Fang Tanya on the side narrowed her phoenix eyes and looked at Jiang Hao with a smile: "It's getting more and more interesting..."

"Well, Uncle Lin hasn't woken up yet."

But everyone looked at Uncle Lin on the hospital bed, but there was still no movement.

"It seems it still doesn't work." Wang Ming shook his head, but he was sneering in his heart.

"Let me tell you, the Nine-Turn Divine Needle doesn't matter, it's not like it failed to save Lin Bo."

Chen Bin watched with cold eyes, watching Uncle Lin making no movement on the medical bed, and then looking at Jiang Hao, inwardly sarcastic that this kid would be in big trouble this time.

For a moment, everyone present looked around, and Wang Yulin and other old doctors also shook their heads. It seems that this person still cannot be saved...

"Cough cough..."

But just when everyone thought that Uncle Lin would not wake up, he coughed twice violently while lying on the hospital bed.

Everyone present was stunned. Jiang Hao immediately stretched out his big hand to grab Lin Bo and feel his pulse. Feeling that his heart rate was gradually calming down, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Uncle Lin, you are awake."

"This...how is this possible? I was really saved by him..."

Chen Bin, Wang Ming, Zhao Luping and others looked at each other, their expressions starting to look ugly.Especially Zhao Luping, who looked like pig liver. Just now he was scolded by his grandfather for not helping Uncle Lin.

"Clap clap..."

I don’t know who applauded first. Passers-by outside also applauded one after another. Someone shouted: "What a doctor, Jiang Hao is doing a great job..."

Chen Guoguo watched the passers-by at the door applauding and shouted excitedly: "Brother Hao is the best..."

"Yes, as a doctor, you should put the patient first, instead of being timid and afraid of getting into trouble like you. If everyone thinks like you, how can people in this society in the future Aren’t they all cold-blooded?”

An old doctor stood up and pointed angrily at young doctors such as Zhao Luping, Wang Minghou and Jiang Hao: "Thanks to Xiao Jiang, he took action at all costs, otherwise, Lao Lin would have died on the streets of our Traditional Chinese Medicine Street Sorry, this is simply the biggest insult to our Chinese Medicine Street."

"Yes, the state of mind of you juniors is far inferior to that of Xiao Jiang. You are not worthy of being called a doctor!" Another old doctor also pointed at these juniors and accused them.

For a time, Zhao Luping, Wang Minghou and others could only lower their heads and grimace as these old doctors lectured them one by one.

Especially Zhao Mingtang, Hou Dedong and Wang Yulin, because these are their grandchildren, they were very angry when they learned that they would not help Uncle Lin, and immediately took them back to the medical center to kneel to their ancestors.

"Doctor Zhao, stay!"

Just when Zhao Mingtang grabbed Zhao Luping and was about to go back to kneel in the ancestral hall, Jiang Hao suddenly stood up and said coldly: "Don't you ask why Uncle Lin had a sudden myocardial infarction and collapsed at the door of your Zhao Medical Hall?"

"Jiang Hao, what do you mean?"

Zhao Luping turned around, glared at Jiang Hao, and shouted, "Do you still think it was us who caused Uncle Lin to fall at the door of my house?"

"Xiao Jiang, don't talk nonsense. Even if Lu Ping doesn't help Uncle Lin, you can't frame our Zhao Medical Hall like this." Zhao Mingtang's eyes widened slightly and he said to Jiang Hao.

"Yes, this Uncle Lin suffered a sudden myocardial infarction. No one wanted him to fall down in front of his house." Other doctors also said.

"Xiao Jiang, have you misunderstood? I think this is just a coincidence." Wang Yulin stepped forward and said for Zhao Mingtang.

Jiang Hao glanced at them, pointed at Uncle Lin on the medical bed, and said coldly to Zhao Luping and Zhao Mingtang: "Uncle Lin drank your spleen-strengthening herbal tea and suffered a myocardial infarction. Don't you think about why?"

"What, did you get sick after drinking herbal tea that strengthens the body and strengthens the spleen?" Passers-by outside looked shocked and suddenly became lively.

"Jiang Hao, don't be slanderous. How could it be possible that Uncle Lin fell ill because he drank my spleen-strengthening herbal tea? Then why are there so many people okay after drinking it?" Zhao Luping got emotional and pointed at Jiang Hao and shouted.

However, Jiang Hao's eyes were firm, pointing at Uncle Lin on the medical bed, and said coldly: "Uncle Lin is weak and has never been well. Although your herbal tea for strengthening the body and strengthening the spleen is very effective, you administered the medicine too hard. If Uncle Lin drinks your herbal tea, He had a sudden myocardial infarction when he couldn't bear it for a while. If you don't believe it, you can check Uncle Lin's pulse and you will know."

Wang Yulin, Hou Dedong and several other old doctors looked at each other. Suddenly an old doctor stepped forward to take Lin Bo's pulse. After a moment, he nodded and said, "Xiao Jiang is right. Old Lin's physical weakness is indeed caused by his strong inner fire." To.”

"Yes, I just checked his pulse some time ago, and everything was quite normal. I was wondering why he suddenly had a myocardial infarction. It turned out that he drank this spleen-strengthening herbal tea too much." Another old doctor nodded and said .

Zhao Mingtang had a bad face and stepped forward to check Uncle Lin's pulse. His expression became even worse. He turned around and slapped Zhao Luping, and said angrily: "Go back and spread the herbal tea stall. Also, kneel down in the ancestral hall for a week." You are not allowed to come out without my promise.”

"Grandpa, I..."

At this moment, Zhao Luping never thought that it was his spleen-strengthening herbal tea that caused Lin Bo to become ill.

"This road is flat. Although herbal tea has good effects, our Chinese medicine pays attention to the balance of the effects of the medicine in order to achieve the balance of the human body's internal organs. If it is taken suddenly and violently, it will lead to imbalance.

So you young people, remember, don’t take the medicine too hard, do you understand? "The old doctor said that he would not teach the young Chinese medicine practitioners.

The doctors present could only listen honestly, not even daring to fart.

"Xiao Jiang is still sensible. If your grandpa can see you using the Nine Turns Magic Needle, he will be very happy." An old doctor patted Jiang Hao on the shoulder and smiled happily.

"Yes, doctors are benevolent. We, as medical students, must maintain an eternally kind heart. No matter what the circumstances, the patient is the most important. Xiao Jiang has done a good job. We admire him." Some old doctors praised him repeatedly. With Jiang Hao.

Now passers-by outside also praised Jiang Hao as a good doctor, and word spread in the Chinese Medicine Street.

Whether it was Jiang Hao's medical skills or his benevolence, everyone admired him from the moment he carried Uncle Lin back from the street.

For a time, everyone looked at Jiang Hao with admiration and no longer thought that he was the incompetent quack who prescribed the wrong medicine...

Chen Guomin came in, glared at Chen Bin, and then said to Jiang Hao: "Xiao Jiang, please transfer Uncle Lin to me. I will treat him."

"Okay, Uncle Min, I'll give Uncle Lin a prescription." Jiang Hao had no objection. He believed in Chen Guomin.

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you transfer Uncle Lin to the clinic?" Chen Guomin turned around and snorted to Chen Bin.

Uncle Lin was very angry when he heard that his son did not help him.

"Oh…"

Chen Bin had no choice but to pull a face and transfer Uncle Lin to Uncle Min's Clinic with other doctors.

Jiang Hao wrote a prescription for Uncle Lin, and soon Lin Bo's son hurried over. After hearing the whole incident, Lin Bo's son kept thanking Jiang Hao, and then took the prescription to grab the medicine and went to Uncle Min Clinic. To take care of my father...

After working for an hour, all the people in the medical center were gone. Jiang Hao finally sat on a chair and breathed a sigh of relief, but found Fang Tanya sitting next to him. Feng Yan stared at him intently. Seeing Jiang Hao's old face turned red, he smiled. : "You haven't left yet."