The miracle doctor came down from the mountain and opened a restaurant to raise his daughter

Zhen Luogui quickly understood what Chen Ning meant, which was to leave out the five sects when releasing the news. This was not difficult, as he still had quite a few of his original news personnel in the outside world.

"In addition, all the disciples of the five sects, whether inner or outer, who have reached the middle stage of Qi Refining or above, will be arranged to go out for training. The training will end when they reach the Foundation Establishment stage. Of course, if they want to return to the sect to exchange points and materials during the training, they can do so." Chen Ning made another decision.

Although he had already thought of arranging for his disciples to go to the Demon-Suppressing Land for training, that place was definitely not suitable for Qi-refining practitioners. They could not even stand the environment there.

Originally, the minimum required to go to the Demon-Controlling Land was the early Golden Core stage, but Chen Ning believed that if one reached the middle Foundation Establishment stage, one would be able to resist the influence of the environment. One might not be able to hunt down demons, but being able to work as a team, resist the environment there, and practice was already a kind of training.

This idea cannot be announced for the time being. After all, the Demon-Controlling Land still needs to be stabilized and discussed with several masters.

Chen Ning did not forget to send supplies to his master, but there was no need to talk about this little thing in this occasion. He could just let Zhen Luogui collect some later.

The meeting was still going on. On the other side, Zhu Dao and Men Jun also came to the central hospital with the order from their master and quickly found the emergency room where Principal Liu's father was.

"Ah, you...you are Master Zhu, the master of traditional Chinese medicine?"

As soon as Zhu Dao showed up, before he could even open his mouth to speak, Dean Hu looked at Zhu Dao and exclaimed, with deep shock in his eyes.

"That was before. Now I am an experienced Chinese medicine doctor in a clinic."

Zhu Dao didn't know Dean Hu, and said this in a very light tone.

He was indeed very glorious in the past. There was no doctor in the Longxia medical community, both Chinese and foreign medicine, who did not know him, the master of traditional Chinese medicine.

When Principal Liu and his family of three saw how Dean Hu treated the old man, they instantly felt relaxed. Even Dean Hu called him that, so this old Chinese doctor must be extremely amazing.

"Dad, it turns out that it was Master Zhu who gave you the magic medicine. That's great. Grandpa will definitely be fine."

Liu Ziming was also very surprised when he heard Zhu Dao's identity. He originally thought that the person looked unreliable, so he tried to get rid of him and let Director Hu perform the surgery on his grandfather.

It has to be said that in the medical profession, especially in traditional Chinese medicine, the older the doctor, the more popular he becomes. If Chen Ning were to take over, there might even be some incidents of being despised.

"No, it was Mr. Chen who gave me the medicine. I didn't expect that the life-saving he talked about was to invite Master Zhu. It's really... I don't know how to thank Mr. Chen. This is a life-saving grace." Principal Liu shook his head with deep gratitude in his eyes.

"Let's check on the patient first."

Zhu Dao and Men Jun didn't want to exchange too much pleasantries with these people, as the master had asked them to treat the patients.

"Oh, yes, please come quickly, Mr. Zhu."

Although Dean Hu is over sixty years old, he naturally lowers himself in front of Zhu Dao.

A group of people moved aside, and Zhu Dao and Men Jun came to the operating table for rescue.

As for Men Jun, Zhu Dao did not introduce him, and Men Jun was unwilling to say anything to these people.

Zhu Dao took his hand back after checking the patient's pulse for less than ten seconds. "Brother, come and take a look. This person should have been treated by Master, otherwise he should have died long ago."

Men Jun also stretched out his hand to check the patient's pulse, then nodded; "The patient has a severe cerebral infarction, a weak constitution, and many hair loss symptoms. He cannot withstand Western medicine surgery."

"Master Zhu, you said my grandfather had been treated, but since my grandfather became ill, only Dean Hu has helped to rescue him."

Liu Ziming spoke with doubt on the side.

"Without the medicine my master gave him, do you think he could have waited until now?"

Men Jun glared at Liu Ziming directly, somewhat dissatisfied with his master's interruption and somewhat suspicious of his master's intentions.

"The one who gave me the magic medicine was Mr. Chen. He should be the junior of your two masters, right?"

Principal Liu also glared at his son, and then said politely, trying to help his son out of the predicament. At the same time, he really wanted to know more about Chen Ning's identity so that he could think of how to thank him later.

"What junior? That's our master!" Zhu Dao did not hide anything and replied directly.

"What? This... Mr. Chen looks to be in his early twenties. Could Master Zhu have made a mistake?" Now it was Principal Liu's turn to be shocked and suspicious.

"How could our own master make a mistake? Move aside, do you still want treatment?" Zhu Dao glared at Principal Liu in annoyance.

He knew that the master was just trying to repay a small favor. Otherwise, Zhu Dao would not have bothered to pay attention to the father and son at even the regular meetings.

Principal Liu and his son shut their mouths with disbelief in their eyes.

Dean Hu was also surprised, but he was sensible and didn't ask anything or say anything. He was worried that the two old Chinese doctors would drive them out, and he also wanted to see what this master of Chinese medicine could do.

"Brother, do you think it is better to use the thrombolytic method or the thrombus extraction method?" Zhu Dao asked Men Jun as he opened the medical box he carried with him.

"It's just a small problem. Any method will do. Pulling out the bolt is easier. Let's finish it quickly and go find our lawyer. We haven't seen him for more than ten days." Men Jun said casually.

"Well, let's do this. I really miss my master. Let's see if he has time. Please explain to us the problems accumulated during this period." Zhu Dao also nodded.

As the two talked, they prepared acupuncture treatment for the patient, completely ignoring the people around them.

Dean Hu heard that the two people had at least two ways to treat the old man, and their tone was very relaxed. It was obvious that the chances of treatment were very high, which made him a little suspicious and embarrassed.

The only method they have is surgery, and the success rate is less than half. Compared with others, it is really too weak.

Of course, it is reasonable to be skeptical. He knows the patient's condition best. Can it really be treated so easily?

Even if he is a master of traditional Chinese medicine, he is still a doctor, not a god.

Although various thoughts kept playing out in the minds of several people, no one disturbed the two people's treatment and just watched quietly from the side.

Zhu Dao and Men Jun did not seem to take this patient very seriously. They stood on the left and right, each holding a silver needle and inserting it into the old patient's head.