gold farm

Chapter 481 Talking and laughing amidst the sky full of doubts
'Is this to tear down the stage? As soon as this question came to Jiang Yanyu's mind, her expression suddenly became tense.As for the medical skills of Dongyao King, no one knows better than Jiang Yanyu, especially his medication methods, which can be said to be perfect!There are too many legends about him, so many people who know a little Chinese medicine will respect him like a god when they mention this name!
Especially with his own status, he can be called a leader in the medical field!
Dong Yao Wang, Nan Hua Tuo, Bei Bian Que, and Xi Bone King, being able to rank first among the four world-recognized genius doctors is enough to prove how profound his understanding of medical skills and medicine is!In particular, the book of medicine that he created alone contains many miraculous herbs and herbs for thousands of years, and has been regarded as a textbook by countless doctors.

Otherwise, Jiang Yanyu would not have gone to him for treatment. Although he was not cured in the end, his pills still saved Jiang Yanyu a lot of pain.It was precisely because of this that Jiang Yanyu knew how powerful this old man was!Even though he had absolute confidence in Zhao Gangjun's medical skills, Jiang Yanyu was still a little uncertain when he thought about the proficiency of the Eastern Medicine King in medicine.

In my heart, I was even more afraid that the old man would make some weird questions to make trouble, thus ruining Zhao Gangjun's plan!

Thinking of this, Jiang Yanyu hurriedly greeted her with the handheld computer in her hand, and at the same time tried her best to control the tension in her heart, and said with a sweet smile: "Senior Yaowang, why are you here in this remote area? Long time no see, your Your body is getting stronger and stronger!"

"It's you girl? Why, do you think it's strange that I appear here?" Dong Yao Wang asked back, then looked her up and down, and shouted incredulously: "Your lung disease is cured? How is this possible, there is no cure for this disease, even the others are helpless, how could someone cure you? Girl, who cured your disease?"

Afraid that he might be wrong, Dongyao Wang hurriedly put his hand on Jiang Yanyu's pulse, but after careful induction, after the suspicion in his heart was confirmed, he was even more shocked, and his expression was full of inconceivable murmurs He said: "How is this possible? Who can cure a disease that even the four of us are helpless?"

Seeing his incoherent demeanor, Jiang Yanyu felt annoyed and amused in her heart. If she thinks you can't do it yourself, why don't you allow others to do it?But I was worried that he would make trouble here, which would affect Zhao Gangjun's plan, so I had to resist the awkwardness in my heart, and smiled:
"This is a young genius doctor helping me..."

"The old man asked me just now, how much is the medical treatment and how much is the medicine?" Before Jiang Yanyu could finish speaking, Zhao Gangjun walked down the steps with a smile and interrupted her. He looked at the old man with Daofeng fairy bones in front of him, and his thoughts changed for a while. Fan, under his scrutinizing eyes, said calmly:
"Then my answer to the old man is, no money and no medicine, any disease can be cured after a few injections."

The iron-like words, coupled with the confident demeanor, moved many people.But Dongyao King, who has been immersed in medical skills for half his life, doesn't think so. In his opinion, the young man in front of him is too conceited, which is simply a taboo in Chinese medicine!And how far can a person who is so self-willed have a profound understanding of medical skills?

How could such a person who has neither medical skills nor morality cure people!

While thinking in his heart, Dongyao King stared at Zhao Gangjun with vicissitudes of life, and hummed slightly coldly: "Young man, how much do you know about acupuncture points on the human body? Do you know how many acupuncture methods have been used since ancient times? Do you know how many years Chinese medicine has been passed down? If you don’t know these things, how can you say that acupuncture can cure any disease? With your temperament..."

"Mr., there are about 52 single points, 300 double points, and 50 extra-meridian points on the human body, a total of 702 points. If you add those vital points, it is far more than a thousand. As for how many points have been there since ancient times? Acupuncture, this point is really impossible to verify, because some acupuncture methods have been lost in history! But if I count according to what I know, there are 360 ​​acupuncture methods. How many years has Chinese medicine been passed down? The specific time has to be from Speaking of ancient times..."

"It's a bunch of nonsense..." Before Zhao Gangjun finished speaking, Dongyao King interrupted him with his beard shaking, and said with a look of contempt: "You have said well before and after, but these two questions should be answered by anyone with a little knowledge of Chinese medicine. Everyone knows it, it’s not surprising at all! But you said you know 360 kinds of acupuncture? Are you afraid of hurting yourself by boasting too much?
Young man, I see that you are young and can't bear you to go astray, so I advise you a few words.People, it's better to be down-to-earth. Don't think that you can treat people with a little knowledge of Chinese medicine, especially acupuncture, which involves the acupuncture points of the human body. If you are not careful, the living people under your hands will become Dead man! "

Originally, the villagers had some concerns in their hearts, but after Dongyao Wang said it, they pointed at Zhao Gangjun one by one: "Let me just say, how could this young man see a doctor at such a young age? This old gentleman passed by and asked questions, and I'm afraid we will all be murdered!"

"That's right, the village chief is too irresponsible. Could it be that he took money from others to help him find a test subject?"

"Hearing what you said, it seems really possible. Didn't the village chief let us sign some kind of contract last night? He also said that it was a charitable organization that wanted to help us. Now it seems that it is a contract of sale!"

"What can we do, we have signed the contract! No way..."

Anxious voices sounded everywhere, Zhao Gangjun raised his eyebrows at the chaotic scene, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Village Chief Bai standing up, and he waved his hands and shouted: "Everyone be quiet...don't I Lao Bai is the kind of selfish person in the hearts of the folks? You can’t listen to slander and believe it to be the truth, how can others know the ability of the little genius doctor?”

It's a pity that the villagers who were aroused by Dongyao King didn't believe his words at all. As soon as Lao Bai's voice fell, someone immediately shouted: "Village Chief, it's not that we don't believe you! The old man said it all. Bragging wall, treat us as test subjects."

"That's right, village chief, the contract doesn't count, we don't want to be some kind of test subjects!"

"Quiet..." Lao Bai roared, and wanted to continue explaining, but he didn't want Zhao Gangjun to raise his hand to stop him.

Shaking his head at Lao Bai with an anxious and puzzled face, he reached into the inside of his military uniform, took out the bundle of contracts from the joy space, and smiled at the tourists standing aside: "Come and see Is this contract a so-called trial contract?"

Upon hearing this, the tourists standing on the steps walked over quickly, and after accepting Zhao Gangjun's contract with a respectful expression, they gathered together and looked through it carefully.

After a while, a dozen or so people raised their heads in shock, looking at Zhao Gangjun with even more admiration, and at the same time feeling deeply for him in their hearts.Among them, the fat middle-aged man with the contract in his hand turned around and glared at the villagers, and shouted in an extremely unfriendly tone: "You bastards who don't understand good people, blame the little genius doctor for being illiterate? Cough cough..."

In a rage, the fat middle-aged man's face turned red and he coughed violently. Even when the right hand covering his mouth was opened, everyone saw a smear of reddish-brown blood on his palm.

Seeing this, Zhao Gangjun quickly raised his right hand, and in the astonished eyes of everyone, he pointed his thumb at the lung of the fat middle-aged man. Take it easy, your lung disease has already spawned a virus, and you really shouldn’t be angry in this situation! If you believe me, I’ll help you cure it later.”

"Are you serious? Lung cancer can be cured at the advanced stage?" The fat middle-aged man, who was still immersed in the comfort from his lungs, was startled when he heard this, and looked at him with disbelief.

Not only was he shocked, but even the people next to him who heard this were in disbelief.

But Zhao Gangjun did not explain so much, nor did he answer the group of villagers who were still questioning, but turned to look at Dongyao King, and said slowly: "Mr. Can you see it at a glance?"

When Zhao Gangjun suddenly asked him this question, Dongyao King seemed a little puzzled, but he still nodded, and said solemnly: "I can see his illness naturally, just judging from his complexion and the blood he coughed up just now, it is true. It’s an advanced stage of lung cancer. But you say it can be cured, and I don’t agree with that!”

"Since you're sure, that's good..." Zhao Gangjun smiled meaningfully, and then, under his surprised look, turned to everyone and said in a loud voice: "I know that because of my age, the big guys treat me Doubt. This is not wrong, it is also human nature! Since you don’t believe me, you should trust the old gentleman’s judgment, right?”

Hearing this, all the villagers fell into silence.After a while, that Axibo stood up first and said: "Young man, although we are all a group of mountain reckless men who can't read a few big characters, we still have some vision. Not to mention this old man's judgment, just from this brother's judgment." Judging by the look on his face, we can also tell that he is seriously ill!"

"Yes, we can still tell that! But so what? Can you really cure him?"

At this moment, not only were they suspicious, but even the tourists did not believe it from the bottom of their hearts, but due to their respect for Zhao Gangjun, they did not dare to question it!Especially on Jiang Yanyu's handheld computer which was still in the live broadcast mode, all kinds of questioning and sarcasm filled the screen, Jiang Yanyu was so angry that he almost turned off the live broadcast, but after thinking of Zhao Gangjun's medical skills, he immediately suppressed that impulse , my heart was full of disdain and hummed:
"A group of ordinary people, I really want you to take a good look at this day, what is the power of gods!" '

Compared to everyone's various suspicions, Zhao Gangjun smiled calmly, looked at the fat middle-aged man with tiger eyes, and asked in a calm voice: "They don't believe me, so you believe me? Or do you have that kind of person?" Dare to take a gamble?"

The voice of questioning made the fat middle-aged man startled slightly, even clenched his hands tightly, and his heart was full of struggles.But when he saw Zhao Gangjun's confident eyes and his own situation, the fat middle-aged man nodded fiercely: "The doctor told me that I only have three months left. With such a painful life, I can't live for ninety years." My God, why don't you go all out and be crazy once! You don't have to feel pressured, life and death are fate, not to mention that I am a dying person."

"You can take it easy!" After Zhao Gangjun listened, he looked at him with admiration, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "Don't worry, I'll show you how free and easy I am. Pull back from the gate of hell!"

"Then I'll thank you first, and I'll treat you to a drink when I'm done!"

"Okay..." Zhao Gangjun nodded in agreement, pointed at the direction of the stone steps, and said with a smile, "If you want to drink, you must have a good physique. Come with me now!"

"Um…"

"Wait..." Just as the two of them were about to move forward, Dongyao King called out to stop them, and said to the fat middle-aged man with a serious expression on his face, "Sir, you have to think carefully. Cancer is a disease that no one has been able to fully grasp since ancient times, not to mention that you are still in the advanced stage of lung cancer, and no one dares to say that this disease can be cured. If you hurt yourself, you will hurt others!"

Hearing this, the fat middle-aged man frowned, looked at him with some unkind eyes, resisted the urge to slap him, and said indifferently: "Thank you, old man, for your concern, but I am in charge of my own life. Today, everyone To be a witness, if something goes wrong, it is all my own business, and it has nothing to do with the little genius doctor, and I hope the big guy can testify for me!"

The words of the fat middle-aged man moved everyone, some admired, some insinuated... But some people raised their arms and shouted: "Don't worry, I have recorded this sentence for you in the video!"

"I'm here too. I'm doing a live broadcast right now. There are millions of netizens across the country who can prove this!"

Accompanied by Jiang Yanyu's voice, the fat middle-aged man nodded gratefully, and after returning the contract written in his hand to Zhao Gangjun, he clasped his fists at the crowd with both hands, then turned around and stepped on the stone steps resolutely. The breath makes everyone even more moved!

"Don't pretend to be parting from life and death. I told you that if I can cure your disease, I will definitely be able to cure it! Take off your clothes."

"Then I will trouble you, little genius doctor!"

"Um…"

After he took off his clothes and sat down with his pale fat exposed, Zhao Gangjun reached out and opened the sandalwood box on the table under the complex expressions of hundreds of people, and with a flick of his hand, four fingers clamped a box respectively. A golden needle, when the tiger's eyes were slightly condensed, under the horrified eyes of everyone, drove the golden needle to penetrate the air, and pierced into the four acupuncture points of the fat middle-aged man.

(End of this chapter)