The personal security of the beautiful president

These old neighbors were stunned when they saw that Xue Heng had also come to line up.

"Doctor Xue, what are you doing in line?"

"That's right, Doctor Xue, don't tell me you have something to hide, you want to ask Miracle Doctor Ding..."

Everyone asked in a hurry.

But here, Xue Heng smiled awkwardly, and said at the same time: "To be honest, my stupid son Xue Ziyu has recently suffered from myasthenia gravis."

"The old man took him to seek medical treatment in many ways, but failed. Today, I looked at Doctor Ding as if his medical skills were extraordinary, so I am queuing up for my son..."

As soon as everyone heard Xue Heng say these words, they immediately understood.

Then everyone started to walk behind Xue Heng: "Dr. Xue usually takes good care of our neighbors, this time you will go first."

"Yes, Doctor Xue, go first!"

In this way, under the humility of all neighbors and neighbors.

Xue Heng unexpectedly came to Ding Zhe very quickly.

And Xue Heng looked at Ding Zhe with some embarrassment: "Well, little genius doctor, look, what I just said about my son..."

"It doesn't matter." Ding Zhe smiled slightly: "Hurry up and invite your son out, I'll see it."

"Okay, okay." Xue Heng nodded.

Then he got up and walked into the inner room of the medical hall.

Not much work for a while.

Xue Heng helped a tall young man with dull eyes, crooked mouth and drooling from the corners of his mouth to come out.

Xue Heng let him sit in front of Ding Zhe, and then introduced to Ding Zhe: "This is my son, Xue Ziyu. He was a very smart child when he was young. Unfortunately, he got into a fight later and seemed to have broken his brain."

"And that's it. I took care of him for 20 years, but I didn't expect to find out myasthenia gravis a few days ago."

"Look at the meaning, he won't live long."

Speaking of this, Xue Heng's tears flowed down his face.

And the neighbors around him began to discuss.

"Dr. Xue's son has been ill for many years."

"Well, I know about this matter. His wife got angry because of this matter and passed away."

"Whoever falls for such a son is unlucky."

"I don't know if this little genius doctor can see it."

"I see Xuan, after all, his son's illness has already been diagnosed as terminally ill by how many miracle doctors."

"That's right, it's said that even the three great doctors in Yugang City can't cure it..."

Everyone was talking about it.

As for Ding Zhe, he stretched out his hands and placed them on Xue Ziyu's wrists.

At the same time, gently close your eyes.

He saw Ding Zhe giving Xue Ziyu his pulse.

The surrounding gradually became quiet.

Even Xia Xiucheng watched it attentively.

Just like that, Nanshan hall was quiet, as if even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard.

All the people looked at Ding Zhe attentively.

As for Ding Zhe, he checked Xue Ziyu with the method of pulse signal given to him by his master.

Then he discovered that there was a blockage in Xue Ziyu's head.

And it was this blocking thing that made his nervous system unable to function normally.

Even the reason why he suffered from myasthenia gravis was because of the blockage, which oppressed the nerves for many years, causing his nerves to atrophy.

If it is not treated, it is estimated that it will not live for a few months.

It is worth mentioning that if this kind of disease encounters other people, this kind of blocking thing, there is no way to do it.

Even western medical surgery is not enough.

In a sense, Xue Ziyu is really terminally ill.

However, Ding Zhe was not among them.

After all, Ding Zhe now has several wonderful books in his possession.

Don't talk about this common disease.

Even exaggerating a little bit is not under his words.

Thinking of this, Ding Zhe let go of Xue Ziyu's wrist directly.

He opened his eyes and looked at Xue Heng.

"How about it?"

Xue Heng looked at Ding Zhe with apprehensive eyes: "Can it be cured, Doctor Ding..."

"It can be cured." Ding Zhe said firmly.

"what……"

When Xue Heng heard it, his hands trembled and his lips trembled. He didn't know what to say for a while...

At the same time, the surrounding neighbors began to discuss.

"It's amazing, can even such a disease be cured?"

"Who knows, everyone will know after looking at it..."

In this way, among the discussions among everyone.

Ding Zhe got up, rolled up his sleeves, and said to Su Heng, "You help your son to the bed over there."

"Okay, okay." Xue Heng hurriedly helped his silly son lie on the bed.

Then he turned around and looked at Ding Zhe: "Master Ding, what else do you need me to do?"

"Well, fetch me a basin of clean water."

Ding Zhe said: "When I treat him later, you have to help me hold him down and keep him from moving..."

"Okay, okay!" Xue Heng nodded persistently: "Excuse me, Dr. Ding, this treatment method requires acupuncture."

"Acupuncture and moxibustion can't solve such a deep problem." Ding Zhe shook his head.

"Is that a medicine stone?" Xue Heng asked again.

"The medicine stone came too slowly..." Ding Zhe shook his head.

"Acupuncture and moxibustion don't work, and medicine and stones don't work either. Could it be the method of Western medicine?"

Xue Heng became more and more curious.

But Ding Zhe stretched out his hands and gently pressed Xue Ziyu's temples on both sides.

At the same time, I started to use mystic skills and perform my skills...

This method of using the Supreme Mysterious Art to directly break the blockages in the mind is no longer the method recorded in "Pills and Magic Needles".

It is recorded in the "Book of Unknown Medicine", which is specially used to treat warriors.

You must know that when warriors confront others, they may be injured everywhere.

These methods are one of the methods of treatment.

Accompanied by Ding Zhe began to exert power.

The expression on Xue Ziyu's face became ferocious.

His eyes bulged out.

The blood vessels on the face also began to glow.

At the same time, there was a scream from his mouth: "Ugh!"

Next, he began to struggle, and he was about to break free from Xue Heng's wrist.

There was no other way, Xia Xiucheng, who was standing aside, had no choice but to come over to help suppress Xue Ziyu when he saw it.

That Xia Xiucheng is a warrior.

Although the level is not very high.

But suppressing a fool with a questionable IQ is still easy.

In this way, under Xia Xiucheng's suppression, Xue Ziyu gradually stabilized.

However, the expression on his face was still ferocious and painful...

Next, he turned around and looked at Xue Heng beggingly: "Dad, it hurts..."

"I, I know, just be patient." Xue Heng burst into tears.

But I don't know what to do.

On the other hand, Ding Zhe used his hands lightly.

Then walk along the bottom of Xue Ziyu's body.

Then everyone discovered that there was a bulge extending from Xue Ziyu's head all the way, and finally along the blood vessels in the neck all the way to the wrist.

At this moment, Ding Zhe directly picked up a small knife from the side and slit Xue Ziyu's wrist.

Whoa!

A soft sound.

A black blood clot fell directly from inside...