All-true medical immortal in city

"Seven days? Half a month? "

After Chen Liangjun's murmur, there was a sound of air-conditioning in the ward. You know, it's cancer, and it's still terminal! After Jiang Shu's mouth said, how do you feel like a common fever and cold?

"Cough!"

He Shaojie, who was drinking water, was almost not robbed by Jiang Shu's words. He quickly put down his water cup and stared at Jiang Shu suspiciously: "brother, are you serious? Are you sure you can do what you say? Even the practitioners of medical ethics can't be so good, can they? "

"Yes, Xiaojiang, don't be careless, or you can give chief he another pulse diagnosis? We can't make such a hasty conclusion. "

In the face of the public's doubts, Jiang Shu turns a deaf ear and takes out the gold needle he carries with him and begins to apply it. During the three years of Quanzhen Taoist temple, he didn't mix up in vain, and he didn't have to feel his pulse twice.

"Miso!"

When the first gold needle fell, Jiang Shu gently rubbed it at the end of the needle for a while. As soon as he released his hand, the gold needle began to vibrate. Wu Xinglong, who was originally a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, suddenly shrunk his eyes. He was no less shocked than Xiao Hua, Xiao Yitong's grandfather.

"This, this is the way to control the needle with Qi! Oh, my God, now there are still some people who will use such tricks! No wonder, no wonder... "

Until now, Wu Xinglong has understood how Jiang Shu cured those critically ill patients. He must rely on this skill to resist acupuncture with Qi! With their own Qi, through acupuncture and moxibustion into the patient's body, to help them calm Yin and Yang, mediate the operation of the five elements, improve their own immunity, combined with some unique acupuncture, there will be unexpected medical miracle.

Then, Wu Xinglong was also impressed by Jiang Shu's skillful lost needling. At this moment, he really believed that Jiang Shu had the ability to do what he said before.

In about ten days, you can help a patient with advanced cancer to recover!

"Hoo..."

With the penetration of Jiang Shu's needle and the trembling of each gold needle, he Qin could not help but close his eyes slightly and chanted softly. He only felt that his pores all over his body seemed to be relaxing. He was greedily breathing the fresh air of the outside world.

After a while, he Qin even fell asleep. He slept soundly and died. He even had a long dream. Since he was ill and admitted to the hospital, he really hasn't experienced this experience for a long time.

After taking off the golden needle, Jiang Shu wiped it with alcohol cotton and put it back into the needle bag. While wiping sweat, he wrote a prescription and told him, "let the patient take the medicine according to the prescription I prescribed. It only needs to be taken once a day, preferably before going to bed at night."

"Besides, this prescription can only take three days. I will change another one in three days and continue to take the medicine according to the new prescription."

"Good, good! I wrote it down! "

He Shaojie looks at he Qin's foul blood flowing out from the eye of the needle. You don't have to ask. His father's condition is definitely better than before.

"Cough! Well, Xiaojiang, can you let me copy down this prescription? It's such a wonderful prescription. To tell you the truth, it's the first time I've seen it. So... It's hard. It's hard to avoid that I'm a little bit happy with it. Hehe. "

Wu Xinglong looked at the prescription with greedy eyes, scratched his head and asked with a embarrassed smile. After all, to reach out to a younger generation is really a bit of a shame for him.

Seeing this, Jiang Shu laughs. After a little hesitation, he hands the house over to him. Although his master has said something first, the true inheritance has never been passed on to outsiders, but this small prescription is nothing. It's harmless. In addition, Wu Xinglong was the first one to stand up for justice when he was wronged, If you really refuse, people will inevitably appear a little petty.

After Wu Xinglong happily copied the prescription, Jiang Shu gently exhorted Wu Xinglong, Chen Liangjun and others, and then left the ward. When he just got off the elevator and came to the first floor hall, he Shaojie, who followed him down, quickly stopped him.

"Ah! Brother Jiang, stay

After he Shaojie ran to Jiang Shu and gave him a smile, he immediately took out a check and handed it to him: "brother Jiang, I was also upset about my father's business before. If there is any offence in my words, please forgive me. Haihan, please accept the two million, it will be a medical payment and an apology."

"It doesn't look good, does it? After all, general he's not cured yet. If I really accept it and it's seen by others, I'd think I'd accept a red envelope in private. "

"Hi

He Shaojie immediately slapped the check in Jiang Shu's hand and said, "we are both sons and daughters of the river. We should be happy in life. What's so particular about it? If you want to recognize me as a friend, take it. Anyway, the money is nothing to you as a medical practitioner, right? "Quan Dang is a little bit of our family's heart."

Seeing he Shaojie so forthright, Jiang Shu also had a funny smile. He had to say that the unpretentious young man in front of him really refreshed his understanding of the rich second generation. He was much better than Wang Yang or Zheng Changhe before him. He had a right temper.

Seeing Jiang Shu accept the check, he Shaojie slapped him on the shoulder with a smile: "good! Then we'll be brothers in the future. I happen to know some friends here in Changhe. I'll call them when my father recovers. Let's get together. "

"Well, no problem."

After walking out of the hospital, the security guard at the door immediately handed him the key to an Audi car and took him to the parking lot to hand him the brand-new Audi A6, which had just been picked up from the 4S shop.

Today, Jiang Shu's story has spread all over the hospital. Just a few days after he came here, he not only took the position of deputy director, but also took the position of luxury car and mansion. He is really a winner in life.

Sitting in a leather chair, Jiang Shu hummed a little song while driving. He was in a good mood. He also wanted to surprise his mother when he got home. From now on, he could let her live in a big house. He could say goodbye to the hard days before.

After a while, Jiang Shu stopped the car outside the community, trotted home with excitement and Expectation: "Mom, mom? Hurry out, I have something to announce to you

"Ma! What about people? "

After calling twice, he found that no one answered. Jiang Shu said in a strange voice: "when I passed the noodle shop before, I saw that it was closed. Where did I go?"

With that, Jiang Shu called Liu Xiangzhu again. Soon, he heard a telephone ring coming from Liu Xiangzhu's bedroom. When he ran in.

But when he pushed the door, after seeing Liu Xiangzhu who had fallen to the ground in a coma, he was stunned on the spot, and his heart began to twitch.

"Ma!"

After a while, Jiang Shu just slowed down. He quickly squatted down, picked up the bamboo and began to call out, but it didn't work. If he didn't still feel the breath and heartbeat of the bamboo, Jiang Shu would have collapsed.

Soon, Jiang Shu quickly picked up Liu Xiangzhu and put it on the bed. He began to calm down and feel his pulse. This is his first time to feel his pulse for Liu Xiangzhu.

In fact, he knew before that Liu Xiangzhu's health had always been bad, and he had such symptoms of unconsciousness for no reason, but he didn't want to be so serious now.

But I don't know why. After Jiang Shu came back from his studies, Liu Xiangzhu was stubborn and didn't let him feel his pulse. There were even several times when mother and son were very unhappy about this.

With the passage of time, Jiang Shu, who has been feeling the pulse of Liu Xiangzhu, has become more and more unsightly. Liu Xiangzhu's pulse is weak, sometimes slow, sometimes heavy, which is the external reality and internal emptiness.

Generally, people with such pulse conditions are monks who have been seriously injured, hurt the internal organs, and have serious internal injuries. They rarely appear in ordinary people, because if ordinary people suffer from such injuries, they will not survive without their own Qi support.

Soon, Jiang Shu began to take off the clothes of Liu Xiangzhu from the bottom to the top. When he had just taken off half of them, a big dark red palm print appeared in front of Jiang Shu, which made him take a cool breath and his eyes became very cold.