world famous doctor

Chapter 222 Losing is Losing
The elderly patient hesitated for a moment, then slowly threw the crutches aside, propped himself up, and slowly stood up.

His movements were extremely slow and light.

Little by little, the body actually stood upright.

He was shocked to find that Zhou Chen really didn't lie to himself.

He really cured his 30-year lumbar spine disease on the spot.

30 years!
It's 30!

Today, I finally let him hold his head up high and become a real human being.

He was tearful and his lips were trembling.

His hands were also trembling and held Zhou Chen's hand.

He no longer knew what words of gratitude he was saying.

Of course, he was too excited to say anything at this time.

Zhou Chen said: "You don't need to say anything, you go back and take care of yourself. If you have any serious illness or pain in the future, you can come to Baojitang to find me. My name is Zhou Chen."

Several physicians who were well versed in traditional Chinese medicine were amazed at the healing of the elderly patient, but it was even more difficult for them to fathom the essence of Zhou Chen's mind and acupoints.

Especially Wei Jiang, the master of traditional Chinese medicine who came to provoke him this time.

He thought he had seen something in his life.

What quack?
No amount of quack tricks could escape his piercing eyes.

Today, Zhou Chen's amazing 361-way point acupuncture technique can be said to be in a class of its own.

Let him see what he has never seen and what he has never heard.

The shock in his heart is simply indescribable.

As another master of traditional Chinese medicine in the National Medical Hall, Wei Hai, he waited for a long time, sighed and shook his head.

He thought that at his age, it would be impossible for him to learn such a profound 361 point acupuncture technique in this lifetime.

Wei Jiang was actually a little curious at the moment, and wanted to go forward and ask, why did Zhou Chen, at such a young age, make this acupoint pricking technique so perfect?

But when he thought about his own position, he shut up again.

Zhu Dayong, who is Zhou Chen's cousin, immediately gave Zhou Chen a thumbs up and praised him:
"Old cousin, awesome, your medical skills are really too inferior to stay in this small clinic!"

These words are tantamount to belittling Baojitang Traditional Chinese Medicine Center while praising Zhou Chen.

At the same time, it is belittling Liu Hanwen and Liu Hai and his son.

But his father and son just looked at Zhu Dayong with blank eyes, and didn't respond.

Wei Hai on the side also praised him at the same time.

"Master Zhou, such a supernatural acupuncture technique is truly unparalleled in the world and unmatched by anyone."

"Yes, yes, it is unparalleled in the world, and no one can match it!"

Even Wang Yu, Wei Jiang's closed disciple, couldn't help echoing a few times.

At this moment, the elderly patient didn't even care to put on his clothes, and went back and forth naked in the lobby of the hospital, jumping and jumping happily.

Mouth cheered.

"I'm finally healed, and I can finally stand up and be a real human being."

The corner of Zhou Chen's mouth curled up, and he was secretly happy for this patient he cured.

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The elderly patient came to Zhou Chen and looked at him with tears of gratitude in his eyes.

"Miraculous doctor, what a miracle doctor, you cured my illness, I really don't know how to thank you."

At the same time, he took out all the loose change from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Chen.

Zhou Chen didn't answer, but just gave a few instructions.

"The body has just recovered in the past few days, so don't move too much, so as not to cause secondary damage to the newly recovered lumbar spine."

Everyone's eyes were full of incomparable admiration towards Zhou Chen.

Of course, except Wei Jiang, the master of Chinese medicine.

After the elderly patient left the hospital, Zhou Chen looked at Wei Jiang.

Zhou Chen just smiled and didn't say anything to mock him.

On the other hand, Zhu Dayong couldn't help but snorted at Wei Jiang, and sarcastically said:

"Hey, I said that some people think that they are masters of traditional Chinese medicine. It's amazing. I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it..."

Wei Jiang had never been so angry.

He glared at Zhu Dayong angrily:

"What exactly are you trying to say, kid?"

Seeing Wei Jiang's angry look, Zhu Dayong couldn't help but smile even more proudly.

"Yo, what's the matter? You've become angry from embarrassment, or did my words hit your weakness? If you lose, you lose. What else can you say?"

Wei Jiang, a highly respected person, has always been very conceited.

How could he tolerate such an unscrupulous brat in front of him?

In the old days, I'm afraid he would have gone up and slapped him a few times so that he doesn't distinguish between north and south.

But at this moment, Wei Jiang had to hold back his breath.

After all, he had indeed lost the bet with Zhou Chen before.

Wei Jiang's acupuncture and moxibustion did not make the elderly patient stand up straight on the spot.

But Zhou Chen did it.

Turning his eyes, Wei Jiang thought in his heart:
How can I lose my momentum in this small medical clinic when I am a majestic master of Chinese medicine?
It is even more impossible to be choked by a young boy with a few words.

Impossible.

Zhu Dayong's eyes were serious and full of anger, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and his teeth were clenched.

After a moment of silence at the scene.

Wei Jiang didn't know what suddenly came to his mind, but he laughed out loud again.

Neither his younger brother Wei Hai nor his closed disciple Wang Yu knew why Wei Jiang was laughing at this moment.

Can you still laugh after losing so thoroughly?
It can't be that the spirit has been greatly stimulated, causing something wrong with the head?

"Who said I lost?"

Wei Jiang said in a low voice.

If it weren't for the fact that Wei Jiang could be his grandfather at this age, Zhu Dayong couldn't help the anger in his heart, and wanted to go forward and teach him a lesson.

Zhu Dayong suppressed the anger in his heart and retorted loudly:
"There are so many pairs of eyes watching, don't you still want to argue?"

Liu Hanwen sat by the side and remained silent.

He swallowed hard, staring at Wei Jiang in front of him, full of fear and worry.

I don't know what kind of tricks this old guy Wei Jiang is trying to play?
Older is older, but no matter what, Wei Jiang is also a master of traditional Chinese medicine in the National Medical Hall, how can a small Chinese medicine clinic in a small place like them afford to provoke him?
In Liu Hanwen's eyes, Wei Jiang is an evil star.

During this period, Liu Hanwen looked at Zhu Dayong several times, trying to make Zhu Dayong shut up and not provoke Wei Jiang.

But Zhu Dayong seemed to have lost his composure at this moment.

If when the time comes, Wei Jiang really uses his relationship in the Chinese medicine field to seal up their Baojitang Chinese medicine clinic, what will Liu Hanwen and his son rely on for the rest of their lives?
Thinking of this, Liu Hanwen hurried forward, dragged Zhu Dayong, who was chattering and talking nonsense, behind him, and gave him a hard look

"Say a few words less, kid. If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb."

Zhu Dayong felt very speechless for a moment.

He didn't think he had said anything wrong at all.

(End of this chapter)