The system forced me to be a miracle doctor

"Wait a minute!" Mu Yundong stopped the two of them, "Are you going here to see a doctor?"

"Nonsense! You must be seeing a doctor when you go to the hospital." Xiaohu said angrily, "Go away, don't get in the way."

Seeing that the young man's tone was not very good, Mu Yundong was not angry, after all, no one in the family would be in a good mood when they were sick.

"I just want to remind you that this hospital is very expensive, not something you can afford." Mu Yundong said sincerely, "Actually, I am also a doctor. If you believe me, I will treat your father's illness for free."

The young man named Xiaohu glanced at Mu Yundong, and sneered, "Are the current medical care providers so insane, they don't lie to other hospitals, but go to the battle by themselves?"

"Get out of the way, I don't have time to talk to you!" The young man pushed Mu Yundong and led his old father into the hospital.

"Forget it Xiaodong, you are so enthusiastic, is anyone talking to you today? Don't mind your own business, let's go." Liang Bingyan urged.

"No, wait a minute, I dare to interrupt, they will definitely come out within half an hour after entering."

Mu Yundong understands very well that they don't have that financial strength, and they don't necessarily see a doctor for them.

From the eyes of the sky, this middle-aged man is very sick. Even if the people in the noble hospital show kindness to treat them, they can't cure them.

"I really admire you!" Liang Bingyan sighed, "Forget it, give up your life to accompany the gentleman, I will see if you see any intractable diseases."

Sure enough, less than half an hour after they went in, the young man helped the middle-aged man come out cursing continuously.

Judging from their appearance, not only can they not be regarded as sick, but they must have been humiliated.

"What's wrong? Come out so soon!" Mu Yun stepped forward and asked.

"Don't mention it, the registration fee is more than 8000 in a deceitful hospital. This is an ordinary account, and the expert account costs tens of thousands. A special medicine is tens of thousands. This is simply a money grab. I haven't seen it yet. Go through such a dark hospital."

The young man continued to curse and curse.

"It's an aristocratic hospital, and the people who go in are either rich or noble. If you, a commoner, come here, aren't you looking for someone to humiliate you?"

"Isn't there no way? My dad's illness has gone to many hospitals and he can't see it well. He heard that the medicines used in this hospital are all imported special medicines, so I want to try it." The young man frowned and kept lamenting. .

"Tell me, isn't it just a cold and a fever, why can't it be cured?"

The young man squatted down with a dejected and helpless expression.

Mu Yundong glanced at the middle-aged man. At this moment, his face was a little reddish, his eyes were slack, and his sanity was already a little blurred.

Mu Yundong pulled the middle-aged man to the recliner and sat down, then helped the young man up, "If you trust me, I can help him heal."

The young man was startled, and suddenly remembered that this person had said that he was a doctor before, his gloomy eyes lit up instantly, "Really, are you really a doctor? Do you know how to treat diseases?"

"Of course, I've been here waiting for you."

"Great, you must save my father, he is only 50 years old." The young man held Mu Yundong tightly in his arms, like a drowning man grasping at straws.

Mu Yundong smiled lightly, and took off the young man's hand, "Don't worry, I will save you, and I promise to cure you, and I won't charge you a penny."

"Great, great!" The young man became excited.

"Hold him up, and I'll give him needles." Several golden needles appeared in Mu Yundong's hand instantly.

He moved quickly and his techniques were dazzling, which made the young man dumbfounded, "Could this be the legendary acupuncture?"

As a modern person, most people take Chinese patent medicines when they get sick. Few people get acupuncture, and even if they do, they use silver needles. I have never heard of using gold needles for acupuncture.

"Could it be that I met a hidden expert?" Thinking of the contempt he had for others before, the young man blushed instantly.

Mu Yundong was observing the vitality of the middle-aged man while administering the needle.

Under the eyes of the sky, the life energy floating around the middle-aged man is mixed with a lot of dark gray life energy. These life energy no longer have any life, only a trace of coldness.

It was these things that caused the middle-aged man to repeatedly have a high fever and lose his mind. What Mu Yundong has to do now is to pull out these dark gray things, and the patient can recover.

"Brother, what does your father usually do?" Mu Yundong asked while administering the needle, he really wanted to know where the patient's cold air came from.

"My father works in a hospital, and he guards the door in the mortuary." The young man replied, maybe he felt that this occupation was not very elegant, and he was a little embarrassed.

"So that's it!" Mu Yundong finally knew what these yin and cold qi were. It was yin qi, and the patient's illness was the continuous fever caused by the invasion of yin evil.

"Your father belongs to Yin evil invasion, not a cold, so this disease is very difficult to treat in the hospital." Mu Yundong explained.

"Is it really an evil invasion? So what the elders in the village said is true? They said that my father was bewitched, and my grandma called someone to exorcise my father, but it didn't cure him." The young man murmured.

"This evil is not that evil. He is invaded by evil spirits, but he is not possessed by evil spirits." Mu Yundong did not expect that there are people in Kyoto who are also superstitious.

During the conversation, the evil spirit in the patient's body was completely pulled out. Due to repeated burning for too long, many cells were damaged, and he injected healthy life energy into the patient to repair the damaged cells until the patient returns to normal.

After 10 minutes, Mu Yundong pulled out the needle, "Okay, he won't have a fever anymore."

After a while, the middle-aged man finally woke up and regained his sanity.

"Dad, are you awake?" The young man looked excitedly at the clear eyes of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man kept looking around, and when he saw the big characters of Noble Hospital, he suddenly became furious, "Zhou Xiaohu, you prodigal son, you said don't give me any treatment, and you brought me to such an expensive hospital. Don't waste your money!"

Seeing his father scolding himself, Zhou Xiaohu smiled wryly, "Dad, we didn't go to this hospital, it was this God Mu who cured your illness." Zhou Xiaohu pointed to Mu Yundong.

Mu Yundong smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I've cured your illness, and I won't charge you a penny."

"Really? Am I really healed?"

The middle-aged man was overjoyed. He had had a cold for too long and spent a lot of money, but nothing could cure him. He was ready to die.

"Dad, the doctor said just now that you didn't have a cold, but that you were invaded by evil spirits." Zhou Xiaohu said.

"What? Invasion of evil spirits?" The middle-aged man was terrified, and when he thought of his work, he was a little terrified.

"Doctor, are you saying that I have encountered a ghost?"

"No, there's nothing wrong with this world." Mu Yundong smiled, "It's just the yin qi remaining from the disappearance of some people. It happened that your resistance was weak and the yin qi invaded, which caused your physical discomfort."

"Don't worry, I have already strengthened your physique, which will not affect your future work."

"Oh, that's good." The middle-aged man patted his chest, thinking that he really encountered a ghost.

For the middle-aged, guarding the gate of the mortuary is not a very good job, but at least he has an income, and it is not low, and he is not willing to lose it.

Suddenly, he thought of a question, "Doctor, besides having a fever like mine, is there any other symptoms, such as going crazy?"

"It's hard to say. If the brain is attacked by evil spirits, it's possible." Mu Yundong replied.

"Then can you cure it too?" The middle-aged man thought of a friend of his.

"Of course." For now, there is nothing the system can't solve.