Medical Master's World

Qin Jun's needling is more than just burning a mountain fire.

Many masters of traditional Chinese medicine must concentrate on acupuncture. The patient lies flat on the bed and holds the needle with both hands to control the force. All these elements are indispensable.

But Qin Jun, with the needle in his hand and the kettle in his other hand, was still sitting on the chair and could move at any time.

Even under such conditions, you can still use mountain fire. Is this kind of technology too skilled?

"Burp..."

The tramp drank a pot of ice water and belched. At the same time, the boiled water in Qin Jun's hand was finished.

Two silver needles were taken out, and Qin Jun picked up another slender needle and thrust it into the tramp's knee again.

This time, press his left hand on his knee and stab his right hand in.

When the silver needle pierced, Qin Jun did not let go, but lifted the silver needle up.

After that, it pierced a few points.

One lift, one stab, nine times in a row.

"It's cool! It's freezing! "

It's as famous as burning volcano. It's cool!

Burning volcano, cool weather, a big tonic, a big diarrhea.

The two kinds of array are extremely advanced, and the effect is extremely extreme, so they are rarely used. Even the experts of traditional Chinese medicine dare not give the patient needles easily.

Qin Jun is a master of Arts. He dares to use the two kinds of acupuncture at the same time. If he changes to another doctor, this kind of reinforcing and reducing will probably cause damage to the patient.

It was so cool that the tramp felt relieved.

Mr. Qin, close the needle.

"All right."

With that, the tramp stood up and walked back and forth for a few steps, suddenly feeling refreshed and powerful.

"Doctor! Doctor! Thank you, thank you

Then the tramp knelt down to Qin Jun and cured him, which was equivalent to saving his life!

After that, he finally had the ability to survive!

The tramp took out the few tens of yuan left in his pocket and put it on Qin Jun's desk.

"Doctor, this is all I have. If it's not enough, I'll pay you back later."

Qin Jun picked up the white cloth, wiped his hands and said.

"That's enough."

The tramp's eyes were ruddy and he said thanks again and again. Then he left the hospital.

When you go, the tiger steps make the wind.

Seeing the change before and after the tramp entered the door, everyone was quiet.

As a matter of fact, when Qin Jungang was just burning a mountain fire, no one spoke. He kept staring at Qin Jun's needle, hoping to learn something.

Qin Jun wiped his hands and said.

"Have you seen enough? Let's go."

Just think about it, they mocked Qin Jun and said that all of you can be his teachers.

But when Qin Jun was treating his illness, they all peeped and studied one by one, hoping that their eyes would soon fall out.

All the doctors felt that their cheeks were red and speechless.

"Doctor Qin is young and promising. I'm a fool!"

"That's right. It's the so-called hero comes from youth. There's also a young miracle doctor in our traditional Chinese medicine street!"

"Doctor Qin, I'm Liu Xianglin from the Liu's hospital next door. Let's come and visit more in the future."

After Qin Jun's treatment, the old doctors suddenly changed their faces, smiling one by one, and came up to make up with Qin Jun.

They really want to learn how to make a mountain fire and cool the sky.

But in front of so many people, they can't be ashamed. After all, they said they couldn't do it before, but now they have to ask for help. Isn't it too shameful?