The country romantic little doctor king

"Little miracle doctor, can you see it? If you can't see it, just say it and I can tell you." The man in the wheelchair said arrogantly, his words full of ridicule.

"Right leg, please tell me quickly." Li Xianglian stood behind Chen Yang, feeling a little anxious.

She was too simple-minded to know that this was a hole deliberately dug by the man in the wheelchair.

Both legs of the man in the wheelchair were strong and strong, and both were intact. Just now, he deliberately showed his lameness in his right leg outside so that she could see it.

In fact, no matter how Chen Yang answered, the man in the wheelchair could say it was wrong.

Even if Chen Yang says that both legs of the man in the wheelchair are good, the man in the wheelchair can pretend that one leg is lame or both legs are lame to embarrass him.

If Chen Yang gave him acupuncture, he could pretend that the effect was not good, thereby slandering Chen Yang's medical skills.

Because you can never cure a pretending cripple.

The man in the wheelchair had a very sinister idea. He wanted to give Chen Yang a blow and ruin Chen Yang's reputation.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Yang finally spoke, smiled faintly, and said, "I can see that both of your legs are broken. They were broken by someone."

"Oh, I'm talking about the right leg."

Li Xianglian was anxious and wanted Chen Yang to correct him quickly.

But Chen Yang didn't listen at all. He was sure that both legs of the man in the wheelchair were broken, and he concluded that they were broken by someone.

"Hahaha, you are a stupid doctor who talks nonsense and dares to claim to be a miracle doctor. I think you should call you a rubbish doctor. I obviously have good legs, so I came here to test you on purpose."

The man in the wheelchair cursed, straightened his waist, and stood up from the wheelchair.

"Everyone is watching to see if my legs are broken or not."

After shouting at the patients outside the clinic, the man in the wheelchair suddenly stepped out of the wheelchair. The first thing he stepped out was his left leg. His steps looked very steady and did not look broken at all.

"Hahaha!"

At this time, there was already a sound of ridicule outside the door.

The little miracle doctor actually made a wrong judgment. It was really inappropriate.

Is it true that medical skills are not as good as they are said to be? Is it in vain?

Some even began to have doubts.

At this moment, with a plop, the man in the wheelchair stepped forward with his left leg. For some reason, he suddenly knelt on the ground and gave Chen Yang a big salute.

"Ah!" The man in the wheelchair screamed.

There was a silver needle nailed to the knee of his left leg, which pierced the kneecap and caused unbearable pain.

This silver needle must have been thrown by Chen Yang.

"You dare to prick me with a silver needle while riding a horse. You are looking for death."

The man in the wheelchair became furious, picked up a bench, and wanted to attack Chen Yang.

puff!

At this time, another silver needle flew out and pierced the wheelchair man's right knee.

thump!

His right leg also kneeled on the ground.

"Well, I told you that both of your legs are broken, and they were broken by someone. Let's see if my judgment is correct?" Chen Yang stood up with a smile, clapped his hands, and said He said to the onlookers.

Everyone in the audience was stunned.

"This……"

Damn it!

Everyone was powerless to complain and didn’t know what to say.

This made someone's leg lame. Can it be counted?

"You are seeking death on horseback. Do you know who I am? Do you believe that I am dead?" The man in the wheelchair roared, his nose almost crooked with anger. He knelt on the ground several times and tried to stand up, but failed. His legs could not be used at all. No effort.

Even after he pulled out the silver needle, it still didn't work, as if his legs were really useless.

In a rage, the man in the wheelchair took out a dagger from his body and stabbed Chen Yang.

"Ah, Chen Yang, be careful." Li Xianglian turned pale with fright and shouted.

The patients queuing up outside the door were also startled. They just came to see a doctor, so why were they carrying a knife?

Could it be premeditated?

Thinking about it like this, how could everyone not know that the man in the wheelchair was not here to cure the disease at all, but had ulterior motives and wanted to yin and yang.

If Chen Yang was stabbed, how would anyone treat him?

Suddenly, everyone became anxious.

Seeing that the dagger was about to stab Chen Yang, Chen Yang reached out with his right palm and grabbed the wheelchair man's wrist.

With a strong twist, there was a click, and the wheelchair man's wrist was twisted more than degrees, with broken bones and tendons.

when!

The dagger fell to the ground.

"Ah ah ah..."

The man in the wheelchair howled in agony, as if he was killing a pig.

"Tell me, who sent you here? What's the purpose?" Chen Yang asked.

It was impossible for the man in the wheelchair to pick on him for no reason. He must have been premeditated and was instigated by others.

"You bitch, you dare to attack the little miracle doctor. You really need to deal with it."

"You can do something to someone as good as the little miracle doctor. Are you still a human being? Has your conscience been eaten by a dog?"

"I know, there must be someone who is jealous of the little miracle doctor and is doing little things behind his back. This kind of person is so hateful."

……

The onlookers also criticized the wheelchair man and made various speculations.

Li Xianglian was also itching with hatred. She really wished she could give this guy hundreds of big-eared melon seeds. He was so evil and inhuman.

"Shut up when I call you Ma Le Gobi. What do you have to do here? You just eat carrots and don't worry about it. I'm not under anyone's instructions. I just don't like this person named Chen and want to give him a blow."

"Chen, you have the guts, I fell into your hands today. But don't be complacent, I'm not something you can offend at all. Get my legs and wrists cured quickly, or I'll go back and bring a truckload of people." Smash your clinic."

The man in the wheelchair was cursing, and when his true identity was revealed, he not only showed no fear, but showed off his power.

"If you don't want to tell me, then I can only give you some clues."

Chen Yang said calmly and took a handful of silver needles in his hand.

Silver needles can be used to treat illnesses and save people, but of course they can also be used to hurt, kill, and punish people.

"Horse, what are you going to do?"

Seeing Chen Yang holding a silver needle and looking directly at him, the man in the wheelchair couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"I don't do anything, I just want to show you some color."

"you dare?"

"What dare I not do? You are only allowed to show me the color, but I am not allowed to show you the color. How can there be such a reason in the world?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yang stabbed three silver needles into the man in the wheelchair.

Immediately, the man in the wheelchair felt bad. His body was in unbearable pain and he couldn't move. It was as if someone had tapped an acupuncture point. He grinned and yelled: "Made, please pull out the silver needle quickly. I can't move. You are looking for death, and I have to find someone to kill you."

shhhhhh!

Chen Yang not only failed to pull out the silver needle, but instead inserted several more silver needles into the wheelchair man's body.

"If you don't beg me for mercy for ten seconds, even if you win, I will let you go." Chen Yang said calmly, and then started the countdown: "Ten, nine..."

"Boy, don't say ten seconds, just a hundred seconds..."

"Ah ah ah..."

Before he could finish his words, a powerful pain suddenly hit him like a tide, as if all the pain nerves in his body had been stimulated. From the Tianling Cap to the soles of his feet, there was no place that was not painless, even more painful than Ling Chi's encounter.