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By the time Jiang Hao came back, it was almost afternoon.

In front of Grandma Chen's house, in the small yard, there were still many villagers gathered. Everyone received Agora. Huang Ruoxi, Xu Zheng and Ren Shuting were patiently explaining to everyone how to boil and drink the medicine.

Some villagers had difficulty moving, so Guoguo, Wang Jing and others went to their homes in person to boil medicine for everyone.

When Jiang Hao came back, he naturally joined in the rescue.

"Doctor Jiang, let us help you."

People from several volunteer teams saw that Jiang Hao and the others were too busy, so they all ran over to join in.

"Okay, then come and help the villagers who have difficulty moving, make some medicine..."

Jiang Hao, Huang Ruoxi and the others were happy to see more and more volunteers coming to help. Otherwise, they would have been too busy.

"Oh, this fourth child is hopeless."

At the door of a villager's house, there were many graduate students from medical schools and volunteers.

"what happened?"

Jiang Hao and Huang Ruoxi came over and saw so many people gathered here, wondering what was going on.

"This is Dr. Jiang, the fourth son of this villager. His condition is too serious and he is dying." When a volunteer saw it was Jiang Hao and the others, he pointed inside and said.

"Yeah, it seems like another death is going to happen today." The other volunteers shook their heads and sighed.

"Everyone, please step aside and let us go in and take a look."

Jiang Hao immediately squeezed in with Huang Ruoxi and saw a room with a group of people from the medical school standing outside, because the villagers at the entrance of the village were all in charge of the medical school.

"Professor Zhou, how are you now?"

Lin Wei, Zheng Tao and other medical graduate students were facing a 45-year-old middle-aged man sitting in front of the bed.

His name is Zhou Xiang, and he is a professor doctor sent by the medical school.

And there was a man in his sixties lying on the bed. His face was pale and he was in a coma. His condition was very bad. Even Zhou Zhou shook his head and sighed: "He is too ill. Even if he is sent to the hospital for rescue, I'm afraid he can't be saved." return."

Lin Wei, Zheng Tao and other medical graduate students were stunned. Not even Professor Zhou could do anything, let alone them. They shook their heads and sighed: "The premise is that the medical standards in the small town are not up to par."

"Oh, it seems we can't be saved." Others shook their heads.

"Let me take a look." At this time, Jiang Hao, Huang Ruoxi and Guoguo were standing at the door.

"It's you."

Lin Wei, Zheng Tao and others turned around and saw Jiang Hao, and couldn't help but look at each other.

Zhou Zhou stood up, looked at Jiang Hao, and said, "Who are you, Jiang Hao, the Chinese medicine doctor who discovered the source of influenza?"

"Well, hello."

Jiang Hao knew that Zhou Zhou was a professor at the medical school, so he nodded politely, pointed to the old man lying on the bed, and said, "Can you let us take a look?"

Zhou Zhou looked at Jiang Hao and Huang Ruoxi, then nodded to let them in, pointing to the old man on the bed: "This fourth child is seriously ill. I'm afraid he won't be able to survive tonight."

"Doctor Huang, please go first." Jiang Hao asked Huang Ruoxi to come first.

"it is good"

Huang Ruoxi was not polite and took the old man's pulse while Jiang Hao stood aside and watched.

Zhou Xiang, Lin Wei Zhengtao Medical College and others stood aside and watched, and many people gathered around the door to watch. Some people shouted: "Can Chinese medicine cure this?"

"I see it hanging."

Lin Wei hugged his arms, looked at Jiang Hao, Huang Ruoxi and the others, and sneered: "Although he discovered the source of the flu, this is just a coincidence. This patient is extremely ill. Even our Professor Zhou can't do anything. Just because this Chinese medicine doctor wants to It’s absolutely impossible to cure it.”

"Yes, Chinese medicine pays attention to conditioning, but it can treat some emergency diseases, but it is very weak. It is not as effective as Western medicine in a single rescue or operation..." Zheng Tao, Lin Wei and other medical schools, as well as volunteers from other hospitals, are not optimistic. Jiang Hao and the others.

However, Jiang Hao and Huang Ruoxi were not disturbed by the surrounding noises at all.

After Huang Ruoxi checked the old man's pulse, she stood up and made a gesture of invitation to Jiang Hao.

Jiang Haocai sat down to take the old man's pulse. Huang Ruoxi stood aside and said: "The patient's pulse is weak and weak, his breath is weak, and he has water in his lungs, liver cirrhosis, and has already declined. If he wants to be cured, he can only use acupuncture."

"Ah."

After Jiang Hao took his pulse, he turned to Huang Ruoxi and smiled: "As you said, do you think it would be better to use that kind of acupuncture?"

"Nine-turn Divine Needle!" Huang Ruoxi said.

Jiang Hao was stunned, then laughed, nodded and said, "Guoguo, give me the medical box."

"Okay, Brother Hao." Guoguo helped Jiang Hao carry the medical box and handed it to him immediately.

Jiang Hao opened the medical box and took out a set of silver needles. Huang Ruoxi stood aside. The reason she didn't take action was because she wanted to see Jiang Hao's nine-turn magic needle.

"and many more."

Zhou Zhou frowned and stopped Jiang Hao: "Are you aware of this old man's current situation? If you give him an acupuncture now, there is a high possibility of a rebound. Do you know what the consequences will be? Who will be responsible if something happens to him?"

"The patient is like this, and you still want to use Chinese medicine to cure her. I really don't know whether to say you are arrogant or not afraid of death. If you cure anything good, don't put the blame on us." Lin Wei hugged his arms and said coldly to Jiang Hao.

"So, you just watch the patient die like this?"

Jiang Hao couldn't help but snorted at the people in the medical school, and even shook his head in disappointment: "I thought that if I gave you the source of the flu, I would develop anti-influenza drugs as soon as possible.

But so many days have passed in your medical school, but there has been no movement at all. Now you dare not treat the patient because the patient is critical and choose to give up treatment. I really don’t know what you are studying medicine for. "

"It's just that you are not worthy of being a doctor."

Guo Guo snorted coldly at them. Zhou Xiang, Lin Wei and others looked ugly and nodded: "Okay, I want to see how your Chinese medicine doctors saved him."

"If you can't save it, don't rely on us."

Lin Wei pointed at Jiang Hao and snorted, thinking that this kid was too crazy and arrogant.

Jiang Hao shook his head and ignored them.

Immediately, he took out a [-]mm silver needle from the needle bag, secretly circulated his energy to disinfect the needle, and then inserted it into the old man's Tanzhong point on the bed.

The old man felt something and groaned, his expression showing a hint of pain.

Jiang Hao did not let go of the silver needle, and a stream of vitality was injected into the old man's chest along the silver needle, and suddenly entered his declining internal organs, as if bathing in spring rain, he instantly regained his vitality.

Next, Jiang Hao pulled out another silver needle, secretly thinking about his luck, and murmured: "The fifth needle: Taiyin, Yinhe reverses!"

Huang Ruoxi, who was standing nearby, saw that Jiang Hao's injection was quick and firmly inserted into the Baihui point on the top of the old man's head, and a burst of vitality poured down.

The old man's pain was instantly relieved, and he gradually became more comfortable. He couldn't help coughing twice and opened his eyes slightly.

"woke up…"

Seeing the man wake up, people present including Lin Wei, Zheng Tao Medical College and others were shocked and couldn't believe it: "This, how is this possible..."

"Doctor Jiang, are you okay?"

Seeing Jiang Hao's face turn slightly pale, Huang Ruoxi and Guo Guo immediately went up to support him.

"It's okay. The fifth injection was a bit too strong. I'll just take a rest."

Jiang Hao forced a smile and applied the fifth needle of the Nine-Turn Divine Needle on his own. It was still very reluctant and only showed seven degrees of power, but it was enough.

"The fact that you can administer the fifth acupuncture shows that you are very powerful."

Huang Ruoxi was impressed, and she also knew that Jiang's Medical School's Nine-Turn Divine Acupuncture was as superb as her own Tai Huang's Divine Acupuncture.

But Jiang Hao was already able to apply the fifth needle, which proved how advanced he was in acupuncture.

For a moment, everyone present was extremely shocked and fell silent.

Especially medical graduate students like Lin Wei and Zheng Tao, they looked down on traditional Chinese medicine from the beginning.

But now, they never expected that Jiang Hao could pull this critically ill old man back from the door of hell with two silver needles.

This made everyone present feel incredible.

"This is the real Chinese medicine." Some villagers said with emotion.

"If we had met such a good doctor earlier, we wouldn't have had to take so many medicines and suffer so much."

"Yes, Dr. Xiaojiang is really a miracle doctor and the savior of our village..."

Soon the villagers came in one after another and directly squeezed out Zhou Zhou and those from the medical school.

Zhou Zhou, Lin Wei, Zheng Tao and others looked very ugly. Seeing Jiang Hao and the others being admired by the whole village made them angry and helpless.

Next thing you know, they won't be needed at all...