Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 116: If you get treated, you will die immediately; if you don't get treated, you will live five more years (Equal subscription plus more)
This is the first patient that Dr. Zhu said could not be cured since he started seeing patients.

The young man with disabled hands had a gloomy face. He sat on the stool without getting up. He pondered for a while and asked in a bad tone:

"Don't you claim that you can cure anything? I've been waiting in line for so long, and you just dismissed me with a simple "you can't cure it?"

Chen Youqing, who had been serving as an assistant, stepped forward and gently advised him:

"Don't get excited. My master said it can't be cured, and that means it really can't be cured."

But these words did not calm the young man down, but instead seemed to ignite explosives.

He stood up excitedly and asked Mr. Zhu:
"You can cure other people's tumors, why can't you cure mine?"

Mr. Zhu glanced at him calmly and said:
"Your injury is too severe. There is nothing I can do."

At this time, other patients who were queuing behind him also advised:

"Young man, if even Teacher Zhu can't cure you, then why don't you find someone else."

"It's none of your business! Shut up!" The young man with snake eyes turned his head and said very impolitely.

"You..." The old man who was trying to persuade him was so angry that he choked.

Just as he was about to curse, he was pulled back from behind and warned in a low voice:

"This guy looks like a little hooligan in society. Don't mess with him."

"The wound on his hand was caused by someone else."

The old man finally reacted after hearing this and quickly shut his mouth to avoid any bad luck.

The young man with snake eyes turned to Mr. Zhu and said:
"Don't try to fool me! I asked someone before I came here. You've treated injured soldiers in the army. Their injuries were worse than mine. Don't you want to treat them?"

Mr. Zhu glanced at him, sighed and said:

"Young man, you are very good the way you are now. If you live a good life in the future, you should be able to live a few more years."

As soon as these words came out, the young man with snake eyes exploded. He shouted angrily:

"What the hell do you mean?"

As he said this, he was about to use violence against Mr. Zhu.

Everyone nearby reacted quickly when they saw the situation and wanted to stop him, but in the end Fang Yan dodged and blocked his way.

He grabbed his shoulder and pushed him back onto the stool.

Fangyan's ghostly skills stunned everyone at the scene.

The young man wanted to stand up, but found that the hand on his shoulder was like a mountain, pressing him down so hard that he couldn't move at all. He raised his head and saw Fang Yan looking at him coldly. His sharp eyes made the young man with snake eyes swallow his saliva, and his arrogance stagnated.

At this moment, Fangyan could almost confirm that this person was Huashe himself.

"What? Is your hospital going to beat up the patient?" Huashe raised his head and asked Fangyan.

Without waiting for Fangyan's answer, the dean stood up and asked in his native dialect:

"Hey! What are you doing? Are you going to cause trouble here?"

He is the biggest leader here. Now that someone is causing trouble, of course he has to step up and deal with it.

As he said this, he patted Fangyan on the shoulder and told him to let the person go and do it himself.

Fangyan moved aside and Dean Ouyang came to the front of Huashe.

Huashe saw that he was an old man, and asked the dean in a bad tone:

"Who are you?"

Dean Ouyang had experienced the battlefield before, so he would not be afraid of such a little hooligan. He was so angry that he laughed:

"Heh... you little rascal, I think you're crazy and disabled. I don't want to talk to you anymore, get out of here!"

The flower snake frowned, opened its mouth and said:
"Old man, I don't understand what you are saying."

Dean Ouyang nodded:
"You don't understand, right? I'll ask the security department to explain it to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Jimin immediately said:
"I'll go call the security department."

Having said that, he strode out directly.

When Huashe heard that he had to report to the Security Department, his face changed and he finally gave in.

The security department these days really won't show mercy when it comes to fighting. Especially since he wasn't a good guy to begin with and now he has no backing, if he gets beaten up because of this, no one will say a word for him.

He lost his calmness and stood up and said:
"What a lousy hospital. Not only can they not cure the disease, they also beat people up. I will never come here again!"

Dean Ouyang scolded:

"I want you to come? Get out of here!"

He doesn't tolerate these little hooligans at all.

Huashe was really afraid that the security department would come over, so he turned around and left cursing, not daring to continue pestering here.

After everyone left, Dean Ouyang asked Mr. Zhu:
"Teacher Zhu, are you okay?"

Mr. Zhu waved his hand and said with a smile:

"It's okay, it's okay. Thanks to Dean Ouyang and Fang Xiaoyou."

Dean Ouyang said:

"I'm glad you're okay. There are a lot of people returning to the city now, and there are little hooligans like this everywhere. They think they are very powerful, but in fact they are nothing."

After that, he looked at Fang Yan and said:

"But, Doctor Fang's skills just now were really amazing. He rushed out before I could even see clearly. He must have some martial arts skills."

Mr. Zhu also said:

"I can see that indeed. His skills are definitely extraordinary."

Fang Yan said modestly:
"I just do some exercise to keep fit."

Hearing this, Le Miao, who was standing by, didn't know how to spit out a mouthful of complaints.

At this moment, Meng Jimin had already run up, and as soon as he entered the door he said to everyone:

"We stopped that man at the stairs."

"Dean, what do you think we should do?"

Dean Ouyang didn't expect Meng Jimin to move so quickly. He was stopped by someone. He thought for a moment and said:

"Forget it, he's just a disabled little hooligan, let him go and tell him not to come again."

Meng Jimin didn't want to let this kid off so easily. He said:
"Dean, I think we need to teach him a lesson, otherwise he really doesn't know how high the sky is or how deep the earth is. I suggest handing him over to the police station for a lecture before letting him go."

Fangyan found it a little funny. This scumbag's hands were already like this, and he was still jumping like that. It would be a miracle if he could be educated well.

Dean Ouyang also waved his hand and said:

"If this little rascal could be taught a lesson, his hand would be crippled. Forget it, don't bother with it. Let the security department warn him and let him go."

Meng Jimin nodded thoughtfully, then ran out to carry out the dean's arrangements.

Chen Youqing also said at this moment:
"Master, that man is not a good person at first glance. You are right not to treat him."

Hearing his disciple's words, Master Zhu looked around at everyone, smiled and waved his hand:
"We are all family here, just treat it as a joke. What I said may sound a bit feudal and superstitious. When I was studying medicine in my early years, my master not only taught us medical skills, but also taught us how to read faces."

"Their imperial doctors treat illnesses in the palace and need to be able to read faces. Some people cannot be cured. If they are cured, they may harm themselves or others."

"I looked at that man just now. If I treat him, he will kill someone and die soon. If I don't treat him, he will just live like this and won't harm anyone. He can live another five years."

The others who were listening on the side were a little surprised. If he was treated, he would die immediately, but if he was not treated, he could still live for another five years?
However, everyone who has come into contact with Chinese medicine knows that in addition to learning martial arts, Chinese medicine also involves studying the Yijing (I Ching).

Taoist medicine is of this type.

Mr. Zhu's first master was from a family of imperial physicians. He used these methods to avoid danger and seek good fortune when practicing medicine in the palace, so it was very normal for him to know these things.

But everyone was even more surprised that Mr. Zhu had such profound skills that he could even predict how long this person could live.

I just don’t know if it’s accurate?

At the scene, only Fangyan calculated in his mind and knew that Boss Zhu’s calculation of the probability was correct.

Since the flower snake lives five more years, that would be exactly 83 years...

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