village doctor

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Zhang Shaojun is eighty years old, he is too old, he lost his old waist by accident just now.

Li Ruoxi giggled, "Old man, could this be the result of your disrespect to ghosts and gods, making the gods angry?"

Zhang Shaojun rolled his eyes while rubbing his old waist, "Hmph, you ghost girl, don't try to scare me, I won't do that."

Wang Dachun glanced at it and said: "Your old man had a hidden disease in the waist before, just now you sprained it, the old injury relapsed, you must rest more, I think it's better not to go up the mountain."

"Oh? You can see that the old man has a hidden disease in his waist. It seems that there are still two problems. Then tell me, can my old waist be cured?" Zhang Shaojun sat down on a big rock, and looked at Wang Dachun expectantly. Although he felt that Wang Dachun was young, but he had the reputation of a medical saint after all, so he still had some tricks in his mind.

Wang Dachun nodded with a faint smile, "Cure is definitely curable, I always feel that there is no incurable disease in this world, only the wrong method can be found."

Zhang Shaojun was thoughtful, "What you said is somewhat reasonable, but this is very difficult to do. It is not so easy to find the right method. The average doctor may not be able to find the right treatment for a disease throughout his life. "

Tang Wenming smiled wryly and said, "Dachun, don't talk so much, help Mr. Zhang take a look at his waist, otherwise we may have to carry him down the mountain."

Wang Dachun smiled lightly, "I've already passed Zhang Laozhi's waist."

"what!"

As soon as this remark came out, not only Tang Wenming and Zhang Shaojun opened their mouths, but even Li Ruoxi was stunned, "Dachun, are you kidding me, when did you heal this old man's leg?"

Wang Dachun shrugged and said with a smile: "Just when I was talking."

Zhang Shaojun snorted coldly, "I originally thought that the medical sage was so capable, but it turned out to be just bragging, which really disappointed me."

Tang Wenming also said: "Yes, Dachun, your joke is a little too big. The three of us watched it with our own eyes. When did you see Mr. Zhang?"

Wang Dachun waved his hand, "Old Zhang, if you feel the pain in your waist carefully, don't you know if I'm lying?"

Zhang Shaojun was about to get angry when his face suddenly changed, "Hey! Don't tell me it really doesn't hurt much." He stood up and took two steps, showing a hellish expression, "Although it still hurts, it doesn't hinder me from walking anymore gone."

He looked at Wang Dachun suddenly, with a look of surprise on his face, "Could it be that you really made the move? It's impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

He knows his back disease, and it is impossible to heal so quickly every time it occurs, let alone his waist, usually it is impossible to get out of bed and walk without lying down for three to five days.

Wang Dachun chuckled, "Could it be that what you saw with your own eyes was false? You don't even believe your own eyes?"

Just now Wang Dachun did make a move. To be precise, his golden silkworm made a move. Ever since it devoured the dragon Gu in Wuman's body, it has completely evolved successfully. In the second stage, it has transformed into a saint and become a holy insect. The patient can be healed through physical contact.

Everyone talks about Gu, thinking that Gu insects are harmful things, but in fact, the most important function of Gu insects is to cure diseases and save people first, and secondly to use them to harm people.

At the beginning, Wang Dachun was a little unsure about the ability of the golden silkworm, but now seeing Zhang Shaojun's state, he knew that the golden silkworm had indeed evolved successfully.

The evolution of the golden silkworm is relatively difficult, and there are few successful examples in history. I did not expect Wang Dachun to be so lucky. With its help, Wang Dachun will be invincible in medical skills in the future.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! It can only mean that my waist has just healed by itself." Zhang Shaojun didn't believe it at all, because Wang Dachun didn't do anything at all, but he also felt a little guilty in his heart, this kid is really a bit evil !

Tang Wenming nodded, "Dachun, it's not that I don't believe you, this is really unbelievable."

Li Ruoxi said: "Although I also feel a little unbelievable, I still choose to believe in my family Dachun."

Wang Dachun smiled wryly, "Let's go up the mountain." Since others don't believe it, forget it, anyway, it's fine if you know it. "

Several people walked up the mountain again, Zhang Shaojun didn't make fun of Wang Dachun at this moment, he felt that he couldn't see through this young man, Zhang Shaojun was old after all, he had to take a rest after walking a few steps, Tang Wenming supported him every step of the way , for fear that he would fall.

Several people managed to reach the top of the mountain. The palace complex has basically been completed. The workers are painting the walls with red paint. Wang Dachun looked at the palaces here.

Wang Dachun couldn't believe his eyes, "This... this is too fast! Mr. Tang, how did you do it? Apart from other things, these carvings can't be done without water grinding skills."

Tang Wenming smiled, "Brother Dachun, although your medical skills are great, you don't understand this building. Now it's all mechanized. After setting the computer program, the machine will carve it for you. The speed is very fast."

Wang Dachun came to a sudden, "So it is like this, it seems that I am ignorant."

Tang Wenming laughed, "That's not true, as the saying goes, every line is like a mountain."

Just then, there was a commotion inside.

Several people squeezed in quickly, "What's going on? What happened?"

"Mr. Tang, there is a worker who did a good job and suddenly fell into a coma. I don't know what happened?"

Several people looked around and saw a painter lying motionless on the ground.

Zhang Shaojun hurried over, "Let me take a look." He picked up the patient's arm and began to feel the pulse. After a while, he frowned, "The patient's pulse is disordered, and his lips are dark and purple. It should be poisoned."

"Poisoning?" Everyone was at a loss. How could it be poisoned if it was good? Although there are harmful substances in the paint, it is not possible for people to be poisoned just by smelling it.

Zhang Shaojun nodded, "This is acute poisoning, the patient needs to be sent to the hospital immediately, otherwise it will be dangerous."

Wang Dachun's complexion changed, "I'm afraid he is not the only one who was poisoned."

Zhang Shaojun turned around and looked at Wang Dachun, "What do you mean?"

Wang Dachun said: "I mean the workers here are probably all poisoned."

Zhang Shaojun glanced at the crowd and found that their expressions were as usual, he couldn't help curling his lips and said: "Impossible, now this place is in an external space, the air circulation is very good, it is impossible to be poisoned, the patient must have been poisoned by painting in the room just now of."

Someone nodded, "Yes, Xiangzi was indeed painting the room just now."

Zhang Shaojun glanced at Wang Dachun proudly.

At this moment, I saw those workers fell down one by one.