God of Medicine

Chapter 15

"Well, you guys wait here first, and I'll go in and tell the patient."

Mr. Luo sighed helplessly, and could only agree to the request of the white coat.

After speaking, Mr. Luo went in to find his old friends and family members, and communicated with him.

Mr. Luo looked at his old friends and family members and said, "Old man, I found you a very powerful little guy here, and this little guy cured my leg."

"You also know that my legs, which have been paralyzed for more than ten years, were cured by this young man's very powerful acupuncture. Now I am blocked outside, saying that I need you to negotiate. Let people in."

The patient said to Mr. Luo: "Old man, can I not trust you after we have been friends for so many years? Let him come in, and you go and talk to that doctor."

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Seeing that they had reached an agreement, the doctor's face became extremely cold.

With a dirty face, he took out a signature form of consent from the family members, and handed it to Mr. Luo, "If something goes wrong during the treatment, you need to bear the responsibility yourself."

Mr. Luo did exactly that.

Anyway, Chen Hao was able to enter the ward.

"Although the family members have signed the signature and you can carry out treatment, we still need to supervise."

The doctor said coldly: "If something goes wrong during your treatment, we need to make an emergency strategy. After all, human life is at stake, and no one is sure what will go wrong during the treatment. .”

"This process will be a little painful, you have to be mentally prepared."

Chen Hao directly chose to ignore the doctor.

He came to the patient and comforted the patient well.

After speaking, he asked the patient to lie down, and with a glance, Chen Hao found many illnesses.

Immediately afterwards, he took out the silver needle from his pocket and prepared for treatment.

At the moment when he was about to make a move, a majestic aura permeated the entire room, and then even permeated half of the hospital through the door.

He even attracted the old professor who had just made his rounds in the hospital. Looking at Chen Hao's aura, the old professor pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose.

He always felt that the methods Chen Hao used were somewhat familiar.

But the old professor didn't choose to interrupt Chen Hao, nor did he choose to disturb the other people in the ward, quietly standing beside the doctor.

Chen Hao instantly inserted silver needles from the patient's head, face, chest, abdomen, Shu points, and parts of the upper and lower extremities, and then said to the patient: "The treatment will be completed soon, but you will fall into a coma. You'll wake up in an hour."

The time it takes for the needle to stick is very slow.

After doing these things, Chen Hao's clothes were soaked with sweat.

Fortunately, it was successfully completed.

Seeing his achievements and the old man on the hospital bed, Chen Hao dared to let out a long breath.

He walked out of the convalescent room, looked at Mr. Luo and said, "I have cured your long-time friend, Mr. Old Man, so I will leave the rest of the time for him to recuperate. Lie here for two hours and wake up. "

"Little friend, thank you very much, thank you for pulling my old buddy of many years out of the abyss."

The old man grabbed Chen Hao excitedly.

He was very grateful for the young man in front of him.

Originally, when he learned about such a disease, Chen Hao was the first thing that popped into his mind, but he didn't dare to guarantee that Chen Hao could be cured, so he could only choose to try.

Unexpectedly, Chen Hao actually cured his old friend's illness.

"Saving people is the duty of a doctor, so don't be thankful."

There was a smile on the corner of Chen Hao's mouth, and then he sat on the hospital bed.

The old professor who was watching Chen Hao's treatment outside the door recalled every step of Chen Hao's treatment for the patient.

After watching Chen Hao inserting silver needles into various acupuncture points on various parts of the patient, he was very surprised to see Chen Hao's technique. This acupuncture method reminded the old professor of the long-lost acupuncture method of suppressing magic!

The old professor stared at Chen Hao who came out of the ward.

"Could it be that the formation you just cast is the magic-suppressing needle method?"

After all, it was an acupuncture method that had been lost for a long time, and the old professor didn't dare to make an assertion, so he could only tentatively ask Chen Hao.

"How do you know this acupuncture method? There are not many people in the entire southern region who know these acupuncture methods."

Hearing the old professor's words, Chen Hao put his eyes on the old professor, and looked at the old professor in front of him with some curiosity.

"I've only heard about this acupuncture method and never seen it with my own eyes. Every step of your previous treatment is basically the same as what I've heard, so all I can imagine is this acupuncture method!"

The old professor felt a little ashamed.

He has never seen this set of acupuncture demonstrated before, and always thought that these things only existed in books. He never imagined that today he would be lucky enough to see Chen Hao perform this long-lost needling technique.

This surprised the old professor.

"After seeing this acupuncture method, I would like to worship my little friend as a teacher, earnestly learn techniques from the master, and keep the master's teachings in mind. I wonder if the master can pass on this acupuncture method to me."

After thinking about it again and again, the old professor came excitedly and said in front of Chen Hao.

Everyone present had their eyes widened.

Unexpectedly, the dignified old professor in this hospital knelt on the ground in front of everyone and begged Chen Hao to accept him as a disciple!

"It's too much for me to accept you as an apprentice at your age. Let others know, and think there is something wrong between the two of us?"

Chen Hao rejected the old professor's request without even thinking about it.

After Chen Hao cured Mr. Luo's friend, the old professor of the hospital kept following him, wanting to worship Chen Hao as his teacher. Looking at the old professor, Chen Hao couldn't help feeling that the old professor was a bit annoying.

The old professor tirelessly followed behind Chen Hao and asked Chen Hao to accept him as his apprentice.

Chen Hao also had a helpless expression, unable to stand the old professor's soft words.

"Okay then, I will teach you all my magic-suppressing acupuncture methods. I don't expect you to carry it forward. I only hope that you can cure diseases and save lives."

Seeing the old professor like this, Chen Hao could only agree.

However, Chen Hao can't guarantee whether he can learn this thing well, after all, these things depend on talent.

As the saying goes, the master leads the door, and the practice depends on the individual.

After the old professor heard that Chen Hao was going to hand over the magic acupuncture method to him, his heart almost jumped into his throat.

He looked at Chen Hao and said excitedly: "Master, don't worry, I will never forget the duty of a doctor, and concentrate on treating diseases and saving lives."