Apprentice Crit Strike Return: It’s up to you to revitalize the Daomen

Chapter 38 Strange Consultation
"All evil shall not cause misfortune!"

"Luck always comes from goodness!"

"Everyone, do it yourself!"

Jiang Xiaoliu flicked his sleeves, and everyone, including the camera equipment, was swept out of the door.

"Master, what are they?"

Wang Lin didn't know what happened, he just felt that there was something wrong with these people after offering incense, very wrong, could it be that there is something wrong with his own gods?

"Xuanyang, practice hard, and ask your brother Xuanzhen for advice. In a few days, the Southeast Asian Taoist sect and our Central Plains Taoist sect will exchange meetings. I will take you there to see the world and gain insights. If you don't experience the world of mortals, it is difficult to learn something. .”

Although Xuanzhen started late and his aptitude is not as good as Wang Lin's, but he has struggled in the society for many years, and experienced many ups and downs in the sea of ​​corpses and blood overseas. In terms of social experience and fighting experience, he is far from Wang Lin's comparison.

"Send these Xiao Xiaoxiao away, we have to do something serious, Xuansu, Xuanyue, Xuanji, you stay at the Taoist temple to watch the gate, I will take them down the mountain to help rebuild Qingyun Village."

After speaking, Jiang Xiaoliu took his parents, Xuanyang and Xuanzhen down the mountain to rescue the disaster.

The three of Xuansu looked at each other and smiled, very happy, Master is not at home, so this is not their world?
Xuanji: "Master, don't worry, I will never steal food."

Jiang Xiaoliu: "..."

Xuan Su: "Shut up, we'll call you if Master has something to do."

"Well, keep an eye on the mystery and don't let him cause trouble."

Jiang Xiaoliu is most worried about the mystery, who knows what kind of trouble this guy can make.

Five days later.

The No. [-] Hospital of Luoyi City is absolutely bustling at the moment.

A silver-haired doctor is presiding over the meeting.

"Everyone, this is the situation. The symptoms of these patients are special. Don't keep them. If you have any ideas, just talk about them."

"Ahem, Dean Miao, let me say a few words." The red-faced oncologist in charge cleared his throat and said, "Qiu Bei had an appendicitis surgery with us some time ago. It was very successful and he recovered very quickly. But the results of the re-examination a few days ago turned out to be intestinal cancer strangely, and it was still at an advanced stage."

"We have conducted a comprehensive examination for him in the past few days, and carefully checked the previous examination data repeatedly. This intestinal cancer seemed to appear out of thin air, and it developed into an advanced stage in a short period of time. I have dozens of clinicians. Years, don’t say I’ve seen this kind of symptom, I’ve never heard of it.”

"But that's not the strangest thing. The strangest thing is that in just five days, we found that Qiu Bei's intestinal cancer had spread, stomach cancer, esophagus cancer, prostate cancer, thyroid cancer, gallbladder cancer... spread to the Hundreds of cancers co-exist all over the body, inside and out.”

"According to this situation, Qiu Bei should have died of illness a long time ago, but no, he is still alive and well, but he is tortured by illness every day, and life is simply worse than death."

"This kind of situation has never appeared in the history of human medicine, but I am the first clinical physician who discovered this disease, so I have the right to name this brand new disease after me, it is called Sheng Tian cancer syndrome."

"I have drafted a 30-word academic paper on the onset of Shengtian Cancer Syndrome and the research so far, and it will be published soon."

The corner of Dean Miao's mouth twitched: "So Director Sheng has been writing papers these days? Instead of treating patients?"

Director Sheng smiled awkwardly: "Dean Miao, if the paper is published, it will be the honor of our First Hospital, Luoyi City, and even Heluo Province. Besides, it doesn't matter if he is cured or not."

"Nonsense, no matter how bad the patient's condition is, we can't let it go. As doctors, it is our bounden duty to save lives and heal the wounded. How can we write nonsense papers at this time, disregarding the patient's life for the sake of our own fame and fortune?"

Dean Miao patted the table, filled with righteous indignation.

"Dean, Dean, in this paper, I am just the discoverer, but I have described in full force and detail the whole process of you leading all of our medical staff to study diseases and bring the gospel to patients day and night."

Director Sheng whispered.

Then Dean Miao said, "Look at you, what are you writing me for? My contribution is not worth mentioning. As long as our patients can recover as soon as possible, my little contribution is nothing."

"Okay, let's not mention this matter, and move on to the next topic."

Dean Miao gave Director Sheng an encouraging look, and continued pointing at the screen.

"This patient is also unbelievable, let Director Tong explain."

"Well, okay, let me give you a detailed report. The patient is named Yan Dazhu. He is 45 years old this year. The specific symptom is that he will become a man as soon as he touches the opposite sex. His wife was already critically ill when he was sent. We had no choice but to do it for him. He was under deep anesthesia for 24 hours, and he was sterilized."

"But at this time, a shocking disease occurred. Yan Dazhu, who had undergone sterilization surgery, was actually under deep anesthesia. When the nurse changed his dressing, he immediately became a sage again."

"This makes us puzzled, what kind of pathological changes have taken place in his body functions, and how did this happen?"

"If it is successfully cracked, how many male compatriots can it bring the gospel to?"

Dean Miao nodded and said: "Indeed, this kind of symptom is not good for patients, but in a sense, it still makes a great contribution to medicine. Director Geng Zhi, have you written a paper yet?"

Director Geng Zhi was stunned: "Paper? What paper? I've been researching diseases these days, so I don't have time to write this?"

Dean Miao smiled: "Well, then you have worked really hard, study it carefully, the next topic."

"No, no, Dean, I haven't finished yet."

"Shut up, next topic."

A female doctor cleared her throat and said: "We picked up a strange pregnant woman here, and the man who accompanied him wanted to kill him, but the strange thing is, this pregnant woman has added an embryo a day, today is the fifth day, There are already eight of them, and that man broke down and ran away, and he hasn't come back yet."

"Add one a day? Is this impromptu?"

Dean Miao was dumbfounded. If this continues, what will happen?

"Yes, Dean, after we asked for the patient's consent, we performed the necessary surgical restraint, but when we first came to the meeting, another one appeared strangely, Dean, I wonder if the machine in our hospital is broken .”

Headmaster Miao rubbed his temples with a headache, and said, "Okay, let's move on to the next one."

"Hello, everyone. I am Dr. Strange, a brain surgeon. I have also received a strange patient in the past few days. The patient Wei Shufen, female, is 43 years old this year. All the indicators of her body mechanism are basically normal, except that the data of the brain nerves are abnormally stable. Using your idiom to describe it means that there is no wave in the heart, and it is easier for everyone to explain it this way."

"We used all the medical methods in the hospital to stimulate the brain nerves of the patients, but unfortunately all of them failed without exception."

"Everyone knows that even in a vegetative state, the brain nerves are not completely silent, and this patient looks like he is brain dead when looking at the data, the kind that can basically be declared hopeless."

"But the strange thing is that this patient came to see a doctor by himself, and his speech and various tests are completely fine, his IQ is fine, and his normal life is fine, but the brain nerves seem to be dead, which makes it difficult for us to understand. "

"So, I named this newly discovered disease after the dean, and submitted an academic paper to my alma mater, Hehe Buddha School of Medicine."

Dean Miao felt very relieved, and praised without hesitation: "Yes, yes, you are indeed worthy of being a doctor from a famous school with a high salary. You should all learn a little bit. Studying medicine is not only about surgery and medicine, but also about people's understanding of the world... . . ”

Dr. Strange continued: "According to our observations over the past few days, the patient repeatedly uttered the three words Qingyun Temple. I would like to ask the dean, what does this mean?"

Director Sheng Tian's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, yes, my patient is the same. He is in a daze every day, and keeps talking about Qingyun Temple. I was wrong, Grandpa Immortal. I thought the patient was praying for the blessing of the gods, so I didn't care."

"Your patient also said that? Coincidentally, that patient of mine is also like this." The female doctor was also surprised.

Director Geng Zhi nodded vigorously and said: "Just cut in, the one in our department is also."

The attending physicians of several departments expressed their opinions one after another. Dean Miao frowned, turned on the phone and asked Du Niang.

"Hehe, this Qingyun Temple is really popular, it is actually the top search list."

"What god is the 300 sticks of incense worshiping?"

"The disaster area makes a show and makes a fortune!"

"Shocked, a luxurious Taoist temple appeared in the barren mountains and mountains. Is it a real fairy in the sky? Or a fraudulent way?"

"Breaking the news, the absurd story of a fake Taoist priest and one hundred and eight female believers."

"A shocking inside story, a criminal transaction in the deep mountains and old forests!"

As soon as Dean Miao turned on the phone, he couldn't put it back anymore, and exclaimed twice from time to time.

Everyone peeped at each other, but no one dared to say anything, so curiously asked Du Niang where Qingyun Temple was?

result. . .

A good expert consultation has turned into a video conference.

A group of doctors in charge no longer talked about the patient's illness, but started discussing this Qingyun Temple.

I don't know how long it has passed, but under Dean Miao's wise decision, I prepared a car in the afternoon and went to Qingyun Temple for a field trip.

The disaster in Qingyun Village is not serious, especially with the blessing of Jiang Xiaoliu's "Fu Shui" method, there are diseases and disaster relief, but only five days, with the support of all walks of life, Qingyun Village basically It has been restored to its original state, leaving only a flooded mess that needs to be dealt with slowly.

As for the other disaster-stricken areas, Jiang Xiaoliu's going or not won't help much, so he plans to take advantage of the few days at the end of the month to bring his apprentices to work overtime to prepare for the Taoist exchange meeting at the beginning of next month.

Of course, what Jiang Xiaoliu can't wait even more is to return to the Taoist temple to teach his apprentice the 72 Earth Sha skills.

God, if this thing triggers a critical strike, what can I get back?

(End of this chapter)