The strongest medical saint

Zhang Bufan discussed Zhenghuan with the old Chinese doctor, and the old Chinese doctor also felt that he was very close to Zhang Bufan, and wanted to teach Zhang Bufan all his skills if possible.

Zhang Bufan took a week's vacation, and he happened to go to the store on the weekend, "Old Chinese medicine doctor, please take care of me recently."

The old Chinese doctor shook his head, "To be precise, you should take care of me."

Zhang Bufan was taken aback for a moment, but he still didn't understand what the old Chinese doctor meant.

The old Chinese doctor pointed to the bucket in the yard, "I may need you to help fetch water these few days."

Zhang Bufan thought that if he wanted to stay here for so many days, he should help fetch water, so he agreed.

The place where he lived was still some distance away from the place where the water was fetched. Zhang Bufan was walking towards the lake with two buckets in hand. On the way, he saw a woman washing clothes.

The woman looks pretty, and when she saw Zhang Bufan, she knew he was a foreigner. Zhang Bufan greeted him enthusiastically, "Do you usually wash clothes here?"

The woman nodded, "Yes, the water here is clean, and the environment is very good, and I feel good when doing laundry. Many people do laundry here."

Zhang Bufan nodded, fetched two buckets of water and went back.

During these two days, Zhang Bufan was busy every day, fetching water, cooking and doing everything, but he didn't learn anything about medicine.

The old Chinese doctor just sat in the yard in a daze, and didn't see a single figure, which made Zhang Bufan very strange.

"Old Chinese medicine doctor, isn't it said that people who come to see a doctor can break through the threshold of your house? Why don't you even see a person now?" Zhang Bufan asked curiously.

"Oh, I'm old now, and the villagers in Shangyao Village are usually very healthy, so why would anyone come to see me?"

Zhang Bufan felt that it made some sense but it didn't seem to make any sense. At this moment, a person came to the door with a limp, looking a little funny, "What's wrong with you?" Zhang Bufan asked curiously.

"Oh, I'm here to see an old Chinese doctor." The cripple replied.

Zhang Bufan knew that he came to see an old Chinese doctor, so Zhang Bufan asked again, "I said, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm here to find the old Chinese doctor." The cripple continued.

Zhang Bufan was speechless, but he suddenly realized what the problem was, "You are deaf, right?"

"I'm here to see an old Chinese doctor." The cripple continued.

Zhang Bufan became more convinced of his own ideas. This person is definitely deaf, but there is another possibility that he is a lunatic.

"Old doctor, someone is looking for you." Zhang Bufan told the old doctor who was sitting in the back room meditating, "Understood, let him wait outside."

Zhang Bufan knew that he had no way to convey it to him through voice, so he wanted to try writing it down. He gave the paper to the cripple, who nodded.

"It seems that he is really deaf, maybe there is something wrong with his ears." Zhang Bufan was thoughtful.

After waiting for a long time, the cripple didn't see the shadow of the old Chinese doctor, but the cripple didn't feel impatient at all, so he just sat and waited silently.

When the sun was about to rise to the top of the head, the old Chinese doctor came out and just glanced at the lame man, "Bufan, go and bring me the acupuncture."

Zhang Bufan was a little excited because he could finally see the old Chinese doctor performing his medical skills. He trotted to the door and took a silver needle.

The old Chinese doctor shook his head, Zhang Bufan was a little puzzled, went back and changed another one, the old Chinese doctor still shook his head.

Zhang Bufan didn't quite understand the intention of the old Chinese doctor. Seeing so many silver needles in the box, Zhang Bufan calmed down and carefully selected a silver needle, because the other person has ear disease and sensitive parts. Habit breaks.

The old Chinese doctor looked at Zhang Bufan and nodded with a smile.

Immediately afterwards, a silver needle pierced the cripple's earlobe, and the cripple screamed.

The old Chinese doctor is very powerful. With just a few needles, the deaf man's ears were cured. "How do you feel now?"

The deaf man was able to hear the sound outside, he was surprised, heard the insects outside, heard the voice of the old Chinese doctor, his eyes were dull, and he froze there.

"Old Chinese doctor, what's wrong with him, is he alright?" Zhang Bufan asked curiously, he thought the cripple still couldn't hear.

"I heard it, I heard it, I can hear you talking!!!"

"As expected of an old Chinese doctor, it really isn't simple." Zhang Bufan couldn't help sighing.

At this moment, the cripple knelt on the ground, "Senpai, you are my savior!"

"Get up, get up." The old Chinese doctor hurried forward to help him when he was old.

"This is too serious, get up quickly."

The cripple nodded his head, and tears fell from his tears. Later, he learned that the cripple's family was not rich, and he couldn't do much work even as a cripple. Nothing can be heard.

At first the old man thought it was temporary, and it would be fine in a few days, but after several days, it didn't get better, and seeing that the family was almost uncrackable, he asked someone to inquire and found the old Chinese medicine doctor.

The lame man took out the money, which was wrinkled and looked like it was saved from frugality, and handed it to the old Chinese doctor.

"I can't take this money. You saved it with great difficulty. I won't charge you for medical treatment."

"Then how can it work?" The cripple looked disbelieving.

The old Chinese doctor stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Hahaha, why not?"

"You are such a kind person. I wish you good health and a long life." The cripple's eyes were full of gratitude.

"Old doctor of Chinese medicine, you are so powerful that you cured people in just three or two strokes. How did you do it?" Zhang Bufan asked curiously.

The old Chinese doctor just smiled, "This requires understanding, you have to understand it yourself." After speaking, the old Chinese doctor went back to the room, leaving only Zhang Bufan standing outside in a daze.

"Savvy?" Zhang Bufan didn't quite understand the meaning of these two words, and his face was at a loss.

In the evening, he asked the old Chinese doctor about the treatment during the day, "Old Chinese doctor, I still can't figure out how you cured it."

"Extend your hand."

Zhang Bufan obediently obeyed, he circled around and stared at his hand with a curious look.

"I actually heard him talking inside just now, and the voice can be heard for a while, but not for a while. This is a typical characteristic of deaf people, because he can't hear himself speaking, so he can't control the volume well." The old Chinese doctor explained.

Zhang Bufan nodded, hearing what the old Chinese doctor said, everything seemed reasonable.

"Of course, I can't be sure about these alone. I saw his face just now, it was dull, and his Sibai and Yingxiang acupoints are concave. I can be more sure that he is deaf."

Zhang Bufan applauded quickly, "Old Chinese doctor, you are really amazing."