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On the other hand, because he was worried about Zhao Bingning being at home alone, Chen Shuai walked very fast, and he walked five or six kilometers away in about ten minutes.

This is because Chen Shuai was afraid of shocking the world, so he didn't show his lightness, otherwise Chen Shuai would have arrived at this point in the blink of an eye.

Standing at the door of Crane Hall, Chen Shuai glanced at the old plaque hanging on the door.

The words on the plaque are strong and powerful, coupled with a row of old medicine cabinets in the store, it seems that He Nian Tang is also an old pharmacy with some heritage.

He Nian Tang is not only a pharmacy, but there are Chinese medicine practitioners in the store. Usually, people from ten miles and eight villages come to He Nian Tang first to see a doctor if they have minor illnesses or emergencies.

When Chen Shuai walked into the Crane Hall, it happened that someone was seeing a doctor in the store, and a doctor who looked quite young was giving acupuncture to an old man.

Chen Shuai glanced at the young doctor holding acupuncture, then strode towards the counter.

"Sir, do you want to grab medicine? Have you brought the prescription?" The old shopkeeper at the counter asked with a smile.

"I want a set of silver needles for acupuncture, and I'll write a prescription for you to help me get the medicine."

After Chen Shuai finished speaking, he was not polite. He grabbed the pen and paper on the table and wrote the prescription. After writing, he handed the prescription to the old shopkeeper.

The old shopkeeper took the prescription and squinted at it, then frowned tightly, forming a knot.

"There is something wrong with your prescription. This is the prescription of the [-]th anti. If you don't take it well, you will die. We sell medicines. There is a rule that you must not catch the [-]th anti prescription that is not prescribed by a famous doctor."

After putting the prescription on the table, the old shopkeeper shook his head slightly, and looked at Chen Shuai with some vigilance.

The prescriptions of the Eighteen Anti-Eighteen Anti-Evil Medicines are contradictory in their medicinal properties. Generally speaking, if you take this kind of medicine, you will lose half your life even if you don’t die. Therefore, it is an absolute taboo in the medicine shop, unless a famous doctor prescribes this kind of medicine. Will take the medicine according to the prescription.

But at this moment, Chen Shuai's appearance was not compatible with famous doctors, and Chen Shuai was in his early twenties, which made the old shopkeeper feel that Chen Shuai was not trustworthy.

"I'm barely qualified to be a famous doctor. You just take the medicine according to the prescription. This medicine is for my wife. There is absolutely no problem." Chen Shuai explained helplessly.

"You said that you are a famous doctor and you can be it? Do you have a medical qualification certificate? Which hospital is the doctor? Is the famous doctor's qualification certified by the provincial Chinese Medicine Association?"

The old shopkeeper acted like he just didn't believe you, and he didn't intend to prescribe Chen Shuai's medicine at all.

Chen Shuai was completely speechless, he didn't have any of the things the old shopkeeper said.

Although all the qualifications can be completed within minutes by calling Longwei, but Chen Shuai has already left Longwei and has no plans to use any of Longwei's resources.

Just when Chen Shuai was about to talk to the old shopkeeper again, a scream came from behind him.

"Ah! It hurts, my head hurts!"

The one crying out for pain is the old man who is being acupunctured.

At this moment, the old man was twitching all over his body, and the dozens of acupuncture needles stuck on his face and body were shaking constantly, making him look very strange.

The young doctor took a few steps back, panicked and didn't know what to do: "Why, how could this happen, I just pricked his Fengchi acupoint!"

The old shopkeeper also panicked, and quickly ran out from behind the counter, held down the twitching old man, and shouted anxiously: "What are you doing, why don't you hurry up and pull out the needle! Then call an ambulance to take him away." Go to the hospital for an examination!"

The patient suddenly developed such a bizarre symptom, obviously He Niantang couldn't handle it.

The old shopkeeper prayed in his heart to gods and Buddhas all over the sky, and he must protect the old man from accidents. If he died, he would not be able to pay for it even if he sold the Crane Hall.

"Oh, I, I'll pull out the needle for him right now."

The young doctor was trembling nervously. Just as he was gritting his teeth and trying to pull out the needle, Chen Shuai walked up to him.

"If you pull out the needle, he will definitely die within 10 minutes." Chen Shuai said flatly.

"What? I just pricked the Fengchi acupoint, and he suddenly convulsed. It really has nothing to do with me. If he dies, it has nothing to do with me!" The young doctor screamed in despair.

The old shopkeeper glared at Chen Shuai, and said fiercely: "What nonsense are you talking about? How can acupuncture kill people? Get out of here!"

"Fengchi acupoint is located in the depression at the upper end of the trapezius muscle, surrounded by branches of the occipital artery and the lesser occipital nerve. The doctor in your shop was inaccurate in selecting acupoints. The acupuncture pierced the right side of Fengchi acupoint half a centimeter, piercing the occipital Arteries and small nerves."

Chen Shuai said a lot of very professional words with a blank face, which immediately made the old shopkeeper's eyes widen in shock.

The so-called expert can know if there is something as soon as he makes a move. The professional terms Chen Shuai uttered have proved that Chen Shuai is not an outsider.

The young doctor grabbed Chen Shuai's arm with a mournful face, and begged for help as if seeing a savior: "Brother, do you know how to save him? I beg you to save him quickly. I, I will give you all my salary this month. I thank you!"

"I want to save him, but some people may not believe my level." Chen Shuai glanced at the old shopkeeper who was still in a daze.

The old shopkeeper's lips twitched twice, and his heart fell into the battle between heaven and man.

According to Chen Shuai, this is definitely considered a medical malpractice, and if something goes wrong, he will definitely have to pay a large sum of money, and the ancestral pharmacy might not be able to continue operating.

But if Chen Shuai was to come to save people, the old shopkeeper really felt that Chen Shuai didn't have that strength.

"You really have a way to save him? What you said just now is not alarmist."

Chen Shuai shook his head. Since the old shopkeeper still doesn't believe in him, there's no need to continue talking. At worst, he can buy medicine at another store.

Chen Shuai ignored the words of the old shopkeeper, turned around and was about to leave.

However, the young doctor knelt down on the ground with a thud, and tightly hugged Chen Shuai's thigh with both hands.

"Brother, you can't leave, you must help! Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda! Shopkeeper Hu, let this elder brother save people!"

When the young doctor hugged Chen Shuai's thigh, the old man lying on the treatment bed convulsed even more violently, and foam kept gushing from his mouth.

When shopkeeper Hu saw the patient foaming at the mouth, he was in a hurry. When he was at a loss what to do, he thought of it, and had the idea of ​​treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Even if Chen Shuai couldn't save the patient, if something happened, he could still blame Chen Shuai.

"Little brother, it's not that I can't trust you, it's just your age... Forget it, let's not talk so much in times of crisis, saving lives comes first, please help this patient."

A smile curled up on the corner of Chen Shuai's mouth, and he said calmly, "It's easy to save him, just take a needle."

Shopkeeper Hu held up the acupuncture box used by the young doctor with both hands. There were dozens of silver needles of different lengths in the box.

"Please." Shopkeeper Hu politely used honorifics.

Seeing this, Chen Shuai casually took out a silver needle, pressed the back of the neck of the twitching old man with his right hand, and then stabbed the acupuncture point firmly on the Fengchi point.

Then a surge of internal energy was injected into the acupuncture from Chen Shuai's fingertips, and along the acupuncture it entered the old man's Fengchi acupoint.

The inner strength wandered around the Fengchi point, repairing the blood vessels, meridians and nerves damaged by the missed needle.

As Chen Shuai gently twirled the acupuncture, the old man gradually stopped convulsing!