Almighty male god system

"I'm sick. What kind of sickness can I have if I'm fine?"

Wang Zonghan felt that Lin Dong was just talking nonsense. He was the deputy director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of the Second Hospital of Medical University. If he was sick, he would not know.

"Director Wang, you are really sick!"

Lin Dong said solemnly, "Director Wang, your Qi and blood are very weak, your complexion is gray, there is a trace of sallow under your eyes, and your hair is dry.

Do you often feel uncomfortable in your lungs, and sometimes you do too much exercise, and there will be a sound like a broken bellows in your lungs, snoring? "

After hearing Lin Dong's words, Wang Zonghan was shocked, and Lin Dong really hit the mark.

But how did the other party know that his lungs would make a sound like a bellows breaking.

How did he know that Lin Dong's hearing is superb, even if he didn't give Wang Zonghan his pulse, he could already hear the sound of his lungs.

"When you wake up in the morning, it is easy to cough up phlegm, the sputum is white mucus foam, and the mucus is not easy to cough up!"

Was hit again.

Wang Zonghan's complexion changed suddenly, as Lin Dong said, when he woke up in the morning recently, the amount of sputum increased, the viscosity increased, and occasionally there was a trace of blood in the sputum.

He suspected that he had chronic bronchitis, but because he was very busy with work, this minor illness was not very serious in his opinion, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

Sure enough, Lin Dong said: "If I'm not wrong, you have chronic bronchitis. Although this is not a serious illness, if it develops, it is still very serious. Director Wang should pay more attention."

Seeing the astonishment on Wang Zonghan's face, Jin Wanwan was also very surprised, it seemed that he was right.

But Lin Dong had never been in contact with Wang Zonghan before, and standing here, looking through Wang Zonghan's face, he actually hit the other person's symptoms, which was surprising.

"I underestimated you, you really have some skills." Wang Zonghan looked at Lin Dong solemnly, and said, "Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, smelling, asking, and feeling. Your technique of inspection is not bad. I, Wang Zonghan, take back what I said before, yes I'm wrong, I shouldn't arbitrarily say that you are wrong!"

"Director Wang is laughing. It's normal for us to not understand when we meet for the first time." Lin Dong smiled and looked at Jin Wanwan, "Mr. Jin, if you believe me, I can give it a try, maybe I can help the old lady cure her. dementia."

"Hahaha! Hahaha!"

The old lady Jin ate the candy with a smile and played with the candy wrapper in her hand. Although she had dementia, her hands were very dexterous, and she even made a butterfly out of the candy wrapper.

"Millions, here's a butterfly, a butterfly!"

Seeing his mother like this, Jin Wanwan felt uncomfortable. Jin Wanwan took his mother to almost all the hospitals in the closed city, but there was no good treatment method. , he thinks they should try.

"Then there is Brother Laurindon."

Jin Wanwan ordered Manager Cheng of the mall, "Prepare a room right away, my brother Lin Dong is going to treat my mother."

Soon, Cheng Rennan had the room ready.

Pushing his mother, Jin Wanwan entered the room with Lin Dong, Yang Meimei and Director Wang.

Because of dementia, the old lady looks like a child, a little hyperactive, and everything she sees is novel.

Lin Dong said, "Boss Jin, I need to hypnotize the old lady first."

"Hypnosis?"

Hearing this, both Jin Wanwan and Wang Zonghan showed astonishment on their faces.

"Little friend Lin Dong, do you know how to hypnotize?" Wang Zonghan asked with a strange expression.

"Yeah." Lin Dong nodded without hesitation.

Looking at Jin Wanwan, the surprise in his eyes was fully revealed.He stood in front of Lin Dong, looked at Lin Dong's calm face, but felt extremely surprised in his heart.

He knows how to gamble with stones, has superb eyesight, extraordinary skills, can also see people's illnesses through their faces, and can hypnotize him. He is even a policeman.This is too awesome, it is simply omnipotent.

How did Jin Wanwan know that what he saw had already greatly underestimated Lin Dong.

Then Lin Dong took out his pocket watch and performed hypnosis in front of the old lady Jin.

"Old lady, what do you think this is? It's a butterfly. It's flapping its wings and dancing. Did you see it—" Lin Dong spoke in a slow, melodious voice, staring at the old lady Jin's eyes.

At a certain moment, a golden glow flashed in Lin Dong's eyes, and the psychic mouse eyes opened.

"The butterfly flew to the top of your head, it slowly fell down, it smelled the fragrance of your hair, you were intoxicated by it, and felt that you really wanted to have a good sleep—"

"You lie down, this is a soft bed, there are green leaves outside the window, and a small river flows slowly in front of the door, you really want to sleep and have a sweet dream—"

After a while, the old lady's eyes slowly closed, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.She has been intoxicated in the dream of birds singing and flowers, green trees and small rivers, lingering.

Seeing this scene, Wang Zonghan couldn't stop being shocked.

This is hypnotism. It was the first time he saw it. He had heard about the power of hypnotists before. He didn't expect the young Lin Dong in front of him to know hypnotism.

"Ding!"

"Mission generation - treating Mrs. Jin's dementia! Time, half an hour."

"Rewards—the system is analyzing the difficulty of the task for the host, and the rewards will be distributed later."

Looking back, Lin Dong looked at Wang Zonghan: "Director Wang, you are the director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of the Second Hospital of Medical University. You should have silver needles on your body, right?"

Wang Zonghan nodded: "Yes, Lin Dong, do you need silver needles?"

"Yes."

In a hurry, Wang Zonghan put down his backpack, and took out a cloth bag. The cloth bag was spread out, and there were shining silver needles stuck in it.

Lin Dong took out thirteen silver needles and put them between the fingers of his left hand.

Then he went to the old lady Jin's head, Lin Dong inspected it for a while, and quickly applied the needle with his right hand.

Lin Dong could see the traces of Gang Qi wrapped around the silver needle, but Jin Wanwan and Wang Zonghan couldn't.

Seeing Lin Dong's technique and strength of acupuncture, as well as his accurate determination of acupuncture points, Wang Zonghan's feeling of shock became even stronger.Because Lin Dong's acupuncture technique is really superb, even he can't match it, and the speed is quite fast.

When Lin Dong received the third needle, Wang Zonghan suddenly saw something.

There was an indescribable shock and excitement in my heart.

"The thirteen needles of the ghost gate? You are using the lost thirteen needles of the ghost gate!"

Lin Dong turned his face sideways, smiled at Wang Zonghan, nodded and said, "Director Wang has good eyesight, what I used was the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate!"

Continue to apply needles.

Bang bang bang.

Seeing Lin Dong perform, the excitement in Wang Zonghan's heart could hardly be suppressed, and his heart was beating wildly.

The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, the lost knowledge of Bian Que, a genius doctor in the Warring States Period.

The thirteen needles of the ghost gate are the magical place in Chinese acupuncture and moxibustion. They specialize in treating all evils and madness. From the perspective of modern medicine, they are depression, obsessive-compulsive disorder, epilepsy, dementia, schizophrenia and other mental diseases.

Even the Chinese Medicine Department of the Second Hospital of Medical University has taken this acupuncture method as one of the important research topics.But research is research, and it is only based on the records of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate in some ancient books. Even Wang Zonghan only knows a little bit about it.

Those who really know how to use the thirteen needles of the ghost gate for practice, let alone those who practice Chinese medicine in the closed city, even in the whole country, there are only a few people.

Even those few people were not as skilled as Lin Dong in performing the thirteen ghost acupuncture techniques. It seems that Lin Dong has obtained the true teaching of this acupuncture technique.

Wang Zonghan is also a studious person, staring at Lin Dong's hand unwaveringly, sometimes nodding, sometimes shaking his head, sometimes puzzled, sometimes clear.

What Wang Zonghan didn't know was that although the technique of performing this acupuncture method is very important, the most important thing is "needle movement with Qi". Half, not as expected, and sometimes even counterproductive.