City of Heaven Resident Clerk

Chapter 80 The culprit
"As he said."

Wu Chen pointed at Dr. Deng, and said, "I haven't come up with a plan yet. It's a bit outrageous to say how much money it will cost now. You'll see the effect later, and then we'll talk about money."

"it is good."

Fan Baocheng had enough confidence in Wu Chen.

Even Dr. Deng began to wonder, can it really be cured?
Impossible, he himself is an expert in South China City, and he couldn't even find the pathogen of the old lady. Can this young man be cured?

If not, where do young people get their self-confidence?

Dr. Deng helped his eyes, he was going to see what Wu Chen was going to do.

"Do you need anything?" Fan Baocheng asked.

"Is there a needle? Silver needle." Wu Chen said.

"Yes, I'll get it."

Fan Baocheng went to the cabinet in the room.

"You want to give needles?"

Dr. Deng said: "Acupuncturing is not a joke. Even if you start from the bottom, you are not proficient. If the acupuncture brings out Mrs. Fan's breath, it will kill someone."

"And, do you know what the pathogen is?"

Wu Chen said: "You will see what the pathogen is in a moment."

Seeing Wu Chen's extremely confident expression, Dr. Deng opened his mouth and swallowed back what he wanted to say.

Fan Baocheng brought the medicine box, opened the lid, and there were silver needles inside.

"The medicine box is automatically sterilized, if you want to use it, you can use it directly." Fan Baocheng said.

Wu Chen nodded, and then said: "Press the old lady's right hand, it will be firm."

"it is good."

Fan Baocheng held down the boss's hand with one hand.

Dr. Deng couldn't help but said, "Even if there is a muscular reaction, Mrs. Fan's physical condition doesn't have a strong reaction, right?"

"Prepare by the side, you may need to hold it down." Wu Chen said.

Dr. Deng shook his head, he thought this young man was just playing tricks.

Wu Chen didn't care what Dr. Deng thought, he rolled up the old lady's sleeves to the top.

The skin on the old lady's arms was extremely rough, and the key point was that it was all shriveled, almost without signs of life.

Wu Chen pricked him with a needle.

Dr. Deng narrowed his eyes and said, "This kid is decisive, and he is not afraid of killing people..."

Stitch after stitch.

Wu Chen pricked nine silver needles on the old lady's right arm.

There is not a single needle at the inner joint of the elbow.

Wu Chen rolled on each silver needle.

A strange scene appeared, the old lady had bulging cyan bumps on the inner joints of her arms.

"This is..." Doctor Deng's eyes widened.

Fan Baocheng was also terrified, but now it was too late for him to continue to be astonished. He felt his wife's arm was about to move, and he pressed it hard. Soon, he felt that he was going to be overwhelmed.

Doctor Deng was even more shocked. Is this the strength that a dying person's arm should have?

"What are you doing in a daze? Help!"

Wu Chen gave a low drink.

"oh oh……"

Dr. Deng quickly helped hold it down.

With Dr. Deng joining in, the old lady's arm was held down.

And Wu Chen was holding a silver needle in his hand, his eyes were fixed on the blue bag, and he said in his mouth: "I want to see what you are."

Fan Baocheng and Dr. Deng also wanted to see what it was, especially Dr. Deng. He vaguely felt that Mrs. Fan's condition was related to the bulging blue bumps.

Wu Chen approached with the silver needle.

It seemed that the thing in the bulge had a feeling, and the bag was moving, as if there was a bug inside.

However, the nine silver needles around him were deliberately relieved by Wu Chen, and it was impossible for the drum kit to go to other places.

Suddenly, Wu Chen stuck the silver needle on the bulge, and then he quickly pulled out the silver needle.

A trace of blood appears.

Immediately afterwards, the pinhole expanded.

Why bother, torn a hole.

A cyan bug appeared.

Wu Chen squeezed it quickly.

"It's really a bug..."

Fan Baocheng and Doctor Deng couldn't describe their shock in words.

"Give me a bottle."

Wu Chen said.

"Don't you need to press it?" Fan Baocheng asked.

"No, just give me a bottle."

The blue worm in Wu Chen's hand wriggled violently, and its strength was surprisingly great, Wu Chen was afraid that it would run away.

Fan Baocheng tossed out a porcelain bottle from the medicine box, poured out all the pills in it, and handed it to Wu Chen.

Wu Chen took it, threw the caterpillar in, and quickly put the cork on the bottle.

"Why are there bugs?"

Fan Bao became a Taoist.

Dr. Deng said: "Although I don't know what the worm is, it can be concluded that the worm has absorbed the nourishment of Mrs. Fan's body, but why can't it be detected in the hospital?"

Doctor Deng looked at Wu Chen, "Young man, how did you find out?"

"Now is not the time to say that."

Wu Chen said: "You ask your assistant to infuse the old lady with a nutrient solution."

"well."

Doctor Deng hurriedly said.

"Is that enough?" Fan Baocheng asked.

"The culprit has been taken out, and the old lady will recover slowly. However, it may take more time to become a normal person." Wu Chen said.

"I can't wait, I can wait."

Fan Baocheng became excited, because what Wu Chen said was that his wife could become a normal person.

Dr. Deng and his assistant came, and the assistant watched curiously, and then, under Dr. Deng's order, gave the old lady an infusion.

During the infusion process, Wu Chen was not idle either. He stuck needles all over the old lady's body.

"What are you doing again?"

Now Dr. Deng is extremely curious about Wu Chen.

"The old lady's physical function is too poor, and it is very difficult to absorb nutrients. I will use silver needles to recuperate." Wu Chen replied.

"Can you tell me where you learned acupuncture on one hand?"

Not to mention anything else, Dr. Deng was very envious of Wu Chen's acupuncture technique.

"There is a barefoot doctor in the village, I have nothing to learn from him."

It can't be said that Wu Chen has the inheritance of an immortal in his head, right?

"Barefoot doctor...follow me if you have nothing to do..."

Dr. Deng's mouth was open, and his assistant said, "Even if you concentrate on studying, you won't be so proficient, right?"

Wu Chen did not speak, and continued to administer the needles. Dr. Deng took a deep breath and said, "It seems that there are geniuses in all walks of life."

Instead, he said, "Why don't you go to medical school?"

"I don't want to be a doctor."

Wu Chen said: "I came here today to see the old man's pity."

Hearing what Wu Chen said, Dr. Deng became anxious, "You are so good at acupuncture and moxibustion, it's a pity that you don't become a doctor. In this case, I will communicate with South China Medical University. You can transfer to another school and forget it."

Wu Chen shook his head, "I really don't want to be a doctor."

"Don't, you..."

Wu Chen interrupted Dr. Deng, "Doctor, please stop talking, I can't be distracted."

Dr. Deng shut up, with a look of pity on his face, this is a good seed, why is he not interested in medicine?

After Wu Chen applied the needle, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

However, his spirit is much better than the last time he treated Liang Huacheng, because he is now a congenital.

However, Fan Baocheng and Dr. Deng could still see the exhaustion on his face.

"Let me help you take a rest." Dr. Deng said.

"No, I'll do it myself."

Seeing that Fan Baocheng wanted to help him, Wu Chen said, "Your wife wakes up right away, you can talk to her."

"what?"

Fan Baocheng exclaimed: "Can you really wake up?"

"Keep your voice down, your wife is still very weak." Wu Chen said.

"Thank you, thank you." Fan Baocheng's excited hands were shaking.

(End of this chapter)