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Zhao Hua immediately translated Bryton's words to Zhang Yu. Zhang Yu understood Bryton's meaning and wanted to see how miraculous Chinese medicine is.

"If you want me to treat it, it will take a week." Zhang Yu said confidently.

"A week." "So fast." Both John Brown and Stephen Lisa could understand Mandarin. When they heard Zhang Yu say that the disease could be cured in just one week, they couldn't help but be surprised.

John Brown's injury was delayed for a long time and missed the best time for treatment.

Just now because he was too excited and grateful to Zhang Yu, he came out to see Zhang Yu. Even though the distance was not far, it still hurt like hell every time he came back. He was really a tough guy, so he just didn't say a word.

Brighton, Uncle Tony, Chamberlain, and Valencia were all a little surprised when they saw the surprised look of John Brown and Stephen Lisa. They didn't know what Zhang Yu said. They all became curious in their hearts.

Zhao Hua translated Zhang Yu's words, good guys, after hearing this, the reaction of the Brighton people was the same as John Brown's.

"A week?" "In such a short period of time, the injury can be cured?" "The hospital can't do it either."

Zhang Yu couldn't understand what they said, but it was not difficult to tell from their expressions that they didn't believe it.

Zhang Yu smiled faintly, walked to the bed and sat down. Zhang Yu already knew John Brown's injury very well. John Brown's internal and external injuries were both minor, but the main ones were internal injuries. As long as the internal injuries were healed, the external injuries were easy to heal.

He took out the silver needle from his arms and said with a smile: "Friend John, I will give you acupuncture now to drain the congestion from your body."

"Okay." John Brown said gratefully.

If he didn't believe in Zhang Yu's abilities when he first came, now he has no doubts about it.

Zhang Yu inserted the silver needle from John Brown's navel into waves. Acupuncture is no stranger to those who follow Sanqing Guan, but for Brighton, this is the first time he has seen it.

Bryton was very confused as to why John Brown didn't feel any pain when the silver needle pierced his body, and there wasn't even any blood flowing out of his skin.

He looked at it in surprise, his eyes widened, and he admired Zhang Yu even more, and secretly sighed at the mystery of Chinese medicine.

After a while, Zhang Yu used acupuncture to open up all the blood vessels in John Brown's body. After pulling out the silver needle, Zhang Yu took out another bottle of medicinal wine from his arms.

This is the medicated wine that was just applied to Zhang Yinling. It is specially designed to treat bruises and injuries, and the effect is excellent.

Zhang Yu poured the medicinal wine on John Brown's body and started rubbing it with a closer but faster technique.

John Brown soon felt a burning sensation on his body. In fact, Sanqingguan also had medicinal wine, but it was not enough to treat this kind of trauma. Especially the feeling brought by the medicinal wine is also somewhat different. It is obvious that the effect of Zhang Yu's medicinal wine is more powerful.

During the rubbing process, Zhang Yu secretly used his true energy to slowly dredge up the congestion in John Brown's body.

Suddenly, John Brown suddenly felt nausea in his throat, and couldn't help but twist around and open his mouth.

With a "wow" sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Brother, are you okay?" Seeing this, Stephen Lisa shouted with concern.

"Master." "Master." "Master." The other foreign devils and Taoist priests were also anxious and didn't know what was going on.

John Brown, who vomited up the congestion, couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and said: "I feel much better. The congestion is all the congestion that I have vomited out."

After saying this, John Brown took two deep breaths in succession.

He then looked at Zhang Yu and said sincerely: "Thank you, Master."

At this moment, he admired Zhang Yu even more. You must know that the most critical part of internal injuries is congestion in the body. This congestion is usually slowly dissolved with drugs, which takes a certain amount of time. Because congestion in the body will also affect the speed of recovery from trauma.

Just now, Zhang Yu said that he could be cured within a week, but he still didn't believe it. Now that the congestion in the body has been vomited, it is no longer difficult to recover within a week. In his opinion, even if he can't be completely cured within a week, he can still be somewhat better.

"You're welcome." Zhang Yu smiled slightly, then looked at Stephen Lisa and said, "Fellow Taoist, I said before that I used three times the amount of medicine to brew the medicine for Fellow Taoist John. I wonder how the medicine goes?"

"I've been through it, I'm going to take a look now." Stephen Lisa said excitedly.

She immediately stood up and ran outside.

Others could not understand the conversation between Zhang Yu and John Brown. Uncle Tony was inevitably anxious and quickly asked Zhao Hua.

Zhao Hua repeated what Zhang Yu and John Brown said. After listening, everyone was even more shocked.

Chinese and Western medicine have different views on congestion, and the treatment plans are definitely different. The traditional Chinese medicine view of congestion is that blood is retained or coagulated in the body. Western medicine describes congestion as venous congestion, a circulatory disorder caused by obstruction of venous blood return.

From the perspective of Western medicine, this kind of internal injury and congestion takes a lot of time to treat. Brighton, who plays black boxing, knows this best.

Brighton looked at Zhang Yu and said in amazement: "You mean, the congestion in his body has just been vomited out."

Zhao Hua translated, Zhang Yu nodded and said, "That's right."

"Oh my! Chinese medicine is really amazing." After Zhao Hua translated, Bryton said in amazement.

Zhang Yu looked at Brighton with a smile and looked him up and down.

Brighton looks as strong as an ox, extremely powerful, and it can be seen that this guy's body is surprisingly flexible.

Seeing Zhang Yu looking at him like this, Brayton said a little puzzled: "Brother, why do you look at me like this?"

Zhao Hua immediately translated, and Zhang Yu said sincerely: "You look strong, but because of your strong anger and previous injuries, you have hidden diseases."

After listening to Zhao Hua's translation, Brayton said: "I am a boxer. I have a really bad temper. I have indeed suffered a lot of injuries before, but I don't seem to have anything wrong with my body. I don't know what the hidden disease you mentioned is." ?”

Zhao Hua followed the interpreter, and Zhang Yu said: "Give me your hand."

With that said, he simply grabbed Bryton's wrist. Bryton didn't know what he meant, but he didn't stop him and let Zhang Yu grab it.

Zhang Yu put his hand on his pulse gate. After a moment, Zhang Yu said seriously: "Yes, your lungs are damaged. Although it is not obvious on the surface now, it will definitely become worse as time goes by. You are also damaged." Those who box may get aggravated faster.”

Zhao Hua translated again. After listening, Brayton quickly said: "What should we do?"

"The solution is very simple. Stop boxing and practice Taoism with me." Zhang Yu said straightforwardly after listening to Zhao Hua's translation.