Xia Bei, God of Superstars

Xia Bei had mixed feelings in his heart. This kind of situation is not unique to this world. Many people are chanting beautiful slogans, such as cure all diseases, cure all diseases, and bring the dead back to life, all for the sake of making money. Doctors don't bother to shout these slogans. They all know that people's lives are at stake, and diseases cannot be cured by just shouting slogans.

"Old man, my name is Xia Bei. This shop just opened today. To tell you the truth, you are my first patient. If you believe me, I will treat you for nothing." Xia Bei was very sincere, The old man stared at him for 2 minutes before nodding.

"Young man, look at your face, you don't look like a bad person, so I will trust you, you can see a doctor for me." He stretched out his hand as he spoke.Xia Bei is a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. There is only a pulse pillow and a stack of blank paper on the table, and he does not use a brush to write.

"Old man, put your hand on the pulse pillow, and I'll take your pulse." Xia Bei pointed to the pulse pillow, and the old man nodded, thinking that he looked good, so he put his hand on it, and Xia Bei stretched out three fingers to rest on the pulse pillow. superior.

The old man didn't talk about his illness, but he was thinking to see if the young man really had the ability to tell what kind of illness he had from his pulse.The little boy was still drinking water, and it seemed that he wanted to drink the water until he was full.

Xia Bei stood for 2 minutes, then retracted his hand, thought for a while and said, "Old man, your disease is jointed in your left shoulder, and you will feel pain when you move."

As soon as Xia Bei said this, the old man's eyes widened. He acted very naturally since he came in, and he didn't show any discomfort in his shoulders. He really showed it to him.

"Thin pulse, I think it should be due to the deficiency of yang qi and the loss of warmth in the tendons. Usually there will be pain and movement disorders under the shoulders. Old man, your shoulders are so painful that you can't lift them up. It's been half a year." Xia Bei said calmly.

The old man was very surprised again, thinking that this is really strange, and he was really right.

"Then tell me, how to treat it, how many courses of treatment, and how much will it cost?" The last question is what the old man cares about most. I have to take care of my grandson, and I have to work to support the children.

Xia Bei smiled, put the pulse pillow aside, and said calmly, "One acupuncture treatment is the main treatment, and six medicinal soups are used to help. It will be cured within half a month."

"Is the acupuncture treatment done with silver needles? I'm adding six medicines, how expensive that is, little brother, to tell you the truth, I only have 200 yuan on me, not even enough to buy medicines. I think this disease is still serious." Don't treat it." After saying that the old man pulled up the child and was about to leave, Xia Bei hurriedly stopped him.

"Old man, why don't you believe me? I've said it all. You are my first patient. You are free of charge. You don't need to pay a cent." I ran away halfway through seeing the disease, so my medical ethics where to put it.

"I don't believe it. How can such a good thing happen? There is no red rain in the sky. Brother, just let it go. Look at me dressed like this. I only have 200 yuan in my pocket. I really have no other money. "The old man trembled and just wanted to leave here.

"Old man, I really don't want your money, can you let me treat it first!" Xia Bei was speechless, this old man is too stubborn!He said that he would not accept money and would not accept money, so why couldn't he believe it.

"Now I say that I don't want money, but after you are cured, you will definitely ask me for money. You people in the city are like this, and you all like to play this trick." The old man pushed Xia Bei's hand away angrily, and pulled his grandson to ask for money. He went out, pulled it twice and didn't move, it turned out that his grandson didn't leave.

The little boy shook his head at his grandfather, then pointed at Xia Bei, his eyes seemed to say, I believe in big brother.

"Xiao Zhi, he's a liar. Let's go home. Grandpa is dead." The old man insisted on pulling the little boy away, but he was determined not to leave, playing with his childish temper, and sat down on the ground.

The old man was very surprised, but he still persuaded him, "Xiao Zhi, grandpa is really dead. Let's go home. Grandpa will cook something delicious for you." The old man coaxed and lied to call his grandson away, but he just He couldn't get up, and turned his head to the side.

"Xiaozhi, are you obedient? Grandpa said, it's dead, let's go home!" The old man was a little angry, showing anger. The little boy looked back, and was about to cry when he was wronged. He got up and hid behind Xia Bei.

"Xiao Zhi, you child, why don't you listen to grandpa!" Seeing his grandson hiding behind Xia Bei, the old man became even more annoyed, and wanted to pull him over as he spoke.

Xia Bei was in the middle and had no choice but to stop him, "Old man, don't be like this. If your illness is not cured, it's so difficult that you won't even cure your grandson's illness." The old man's body stopped, his face full of shock.

"You...can you see my grandson's illness? You...can you cure it?" The old man immediately changed his expression and grabbed Xia Bei's hand in surprise.

"Let me take a look first." Xia Bei could tell early on that this scrawny little grandson was sick.

"Okay, okay, hurry up and see a doctor for my grandson, this... this is all my money, I will give it to you, you must cure my grandson." The old man hurriedly took out all the money in his pocket, Coins and odds and ends of money were scattered on the table, crumpled by him.

"Old man, let me tell you once again that you are my first patient and you don't charge money. If you don't collect the money, I won't see your grandson." Xia Beiyang pretended to be angry, and the old man rushed again Sweeping the money into his pocket, he looked anxious.

Xia Bei just nodded and asked the child to sit down.

"Come on, stretch out your hand and ask Uncle to take your pulse." Xia Bei smiled very kindly, and the little boy Nana stretched out his hand, his eyes twinkling with stars.

Xia Bei put three fingers on the pulse, felt it for a while, and then withdrew his hand. The old man asked anxiously, "Doctor, what's wrong with my grandson?"

Xia Bei thought for a while, and said, "Xiaozhi must have been injured when he was young, so he couldn't speak."

The old man's eyes suddenly became pleasantly surprised, "Yes, yes, that's it. When Xiaozhi was five years old, he fell and was not injured, but suddenly he couldn't speak. At that time, he could be called grandpa, but after this fall, he fell. Now I can’t scream anymore, I went to the doctor and said that I have become dumb, and it can’t be cured, doctor, doctor, can this disease be cured, as long as it can be cured, the old man will pay for his life to cure him.” The old man is like Grabbed a life-saving grass, he is not long to live, but the grandson still has a long way to go.

"Old man, let me make one condition. If you agree, I will cure him." Xia Bei was not in a hurry to treat the child's illness.

The old man froze for a moment, and took out all the money again. Xia Bei couldn't laugh or cry, and I don't want your money.

"I don't want your money. I have to cure your illness before I can treat your grandson, otherwise I won't cure it."

The old man was stunned again, "This, this, this..." After hesitating for a while, he slapped his thigh, "I'll cure it, can't I cure it?"

Only then did Xia Bei nod in satisfaction, let the old man sit down, then took out the acupuncture bag, took out a 3-inch silver needle, and pierced the acupuncture point one inch below his Zusanli.

"Old man, do you feel any numbness and pain?" Xia Bei asked while twisting the needle.

The old man felt it for a while before nodding, "It's a little numb."

"Xiao Zhi, come on, help grandpa move his shoulders, move it gently, yes, that's it." Xia Bei directed the little boy, he is really smart, Xia Bei just said and he knew what to do.

The old man was sweating profusely from the pain, but he gritted his teeth and did not make a sound. Xia Bei did not release the needle, but twisted it lightly and stabbed it heavily. The five-minute hand was set, and then the needle was raised.

As soon as the injection was done, the old man let out a long breath, "Hey, it doesn't hurt anymore." The old man who exhaled was pleasantly surprised to find that his shoulder didn't hurt anymore.

"Oh, it's amazing, it really doesn't hurt at all." The old man stood up and moved his shoulders, and couldn't help but feel happy.

"Be more careful in the future. I'll prescribe six medicines for you, and you must drink them at a safe time when you go home, so as to achieve a radical cure." Xia Bei put away the needle and wiped his sweat.

The old man was completely convinced by Xia Bei, with a smile all over his face, "Okay, okay, I will listen to you, I will drink whatever you say, can I see a doctor for my grandson now?" The old man did not forget the most important thing thing.

"Xiaozhi broke his vocal cords when he fell, it's not difficult to treat." Xia Bei said relaxedly.

"Is it really not difficult to cure? Which big doctors say it can't be cured?" The old man was very angry.

Xia Bei didn't tell him the truth. There was a blood clot stuck in the child's throat, and the blood clot was tightly attached to the blood vessel. If the blood clot was to be removed, a major operation would be required, and the risk was very high. The doctors were probably afraid that they would bear the burden. It is said that it is difficult to treat because he can’t afford the medical expenses, because without surgery, he can’t talk about being dumb, but it will cost a lot of money to treat, and the old man can’t afford it.

"Xiaozhi, can you clearly hear what uncle said?" The little boy nodded abruptly, which proved that he heard clearly.

"Okay, now uncle is going to treat you, so you can't move around." The little boy still nodded, he was really obedient and brave.

"Doctor, is this going to be treated?" The old man was a little worried, why did he start to treat if he got a pulse, and didn't want to do other checks?

Xia Bei took off the ring from his hand and said with a smile, "Old man, don't worry, just sit and watch." Without further explanation, Xia Bei shook the needle straight, and a golden needle was formed. The old man was dumbfounded, ah, this is really a genius, he can turn a ring into a golden needle, could this young man be a miracle doctor?

The old man sighed in his heart when he met a genius doctor, but he didn't make a sound at the moment, just stood aside and watched.

"Xiao Zhi, don't move no matter what you feel for a while, if you move, uncle's needle will go somewhere else." Xia Bei warned, and the boy nodded.

"Xiao Zhi is awesome." After finishing speaking, the golden needle had already been stuck into his throat, and Xiao Zhi's body trembled at the moment of heavy stabbing, and tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes, which made the old man panic to wipe it off.

"Don't move, old man, don't move around." Xia Bei frowned, his tone was severe, and the old man retracted his hand in fright, with an anxious expression on his face.

"Xiao Zhi is great. Uncle knows that it hurts just now, but you are great, you didn't move, you have to keep it." Xia Bei's tone was as gentle as possible, the acupuncture will definitely hurt.