Rebirth of the First Sword Immortal in the City

At this time, Pavilion Master Zhang stood up and sneered at Jiang Wenhao: "Jiang Wenhao, I just treated Old Man Song, and it took a lot of effort to stabilize my condition, you are questioning my ability."

Looking at Pavilion Master Zhang with a smug face, Jiang Wenhao's face turned blue with anger, if it was ordinary, he would have left with a disgraced face.

But today, with Doctor Ye in charge, Jiang Wenhao responded strongly: "Since I am here, I am naturally sure."

Pavilion Master Zhang didn't speak, but a disciple who followed him sneered: "It turned out to be Doctor Jiang from Xicheng District, if I remember it well, in the annual Chinese medicine exchange meeting, Doctor Jiang didn't win against my master."

Mentioning this, Jiang Wenhao suddenly felt disgraced, although he was regarded as a miracle doctor, he had been overpressed by the owner of the Qiankun Medical Hall over the years.

As the man said, he has participated in traditional Chinese medicine exchange meetings for decades, but he has never won the Qiankun Medical Center, and the young generation of talents in the Qiankun Medical Center has made him feel a lot of pressure.

This is also the reason why after seeing Ye Chen's miraculous doctor, he can't wait to worship him as a teacher.

If he confessed today, once the word spreads, not only will he not be able to raise his head, but he is afraid that the careers of his disciples will be affected.

But at this time, Jiang Wenhao set his eyes on Ye Chen.

Ye Chen didn't say much, just nodded lightly, but this gave him great courage, and immediately issued a military order to Song Yi: "Mr. Song, if you can't cure the old man today, I, Jiang Wenhao, will quit the field of Chinese medicine and will no longer practice medicine."

Jiang Wenhao said loudly, and Wu San was naturally moved to tears.

Even the owner of the Qiankun Medical Pavilion and his party were also shocked by Jiang Wenhao's courage, and after a short period of stunned, the owner of the Zhang Pavilion said: "Mr. Song, I finally saved the old man's life, and I must not let some quacks take action." "

Zhang Jing, who do you say is a quack?" Jiang Wenhao was so angry that his beard trembled again and again.

It was about the life and safety of the old man, and Song Yi did not dare to act rashly.

But at this time, Ye Chen spoke: "Mr. Song, since the Qiankun Medical Hall can't make the old man recover, instead of sitting and waiting, why don't you let Doctor Jiang take a look."

Seeing Ye Chen, a young man speak, everyone immediately regarded him as Jiang Wenhao's disciple, and the owner of the Zhang Pavilion immediately scolded: "A junior, how can you have the right to speak?"

Ye Chen did not respond, but looked directly at Song Yi, under Song Yi's contemptuous momentum, Ye Chen was not moved at all.

"Okay, then there is Doctor Lao Jiang to help. Song Yi immediately nodded and gave way to the road.

Jiang Wenhao hugged his hand and immediately entered the wooden house, and Ye Chen naturally followed.

This wooden house is all made of golden silk nanmu, warm in winter and cool in summer, invulnerable to mosquitoes, and filled with a faint fragrance.

On the bed, an old man was unconscious, with a soft snort from his mouth from time to time, and his expression was extremely painful.

Jiang Wenhao didn't dare to delay, and immediately stepped forward to grab the old man's wrist, and found that the other party's pulse was extremely irregular, and there was a possibility that it would stop beating at any time.

Breaking the old man's eyelids, the bloodshot lines on the eyeballs were obvious, and there were no other signs on the tongue coating, which surprised Jiang Wenhao.

When Jiang Wenhao was diagnosing his pulse, Ye Chen focused on the soup bowl at the bedside, and when he saw that there was still a small half in it, he picked it up and sniffed it, and raised his sword eyebrows: "Tyrannical things, this is simply tyrannical things."

At this time, Jiang Wenhao had already found the crux of the problem and said to Ye Chen: "Doctor Ye, the reason why Song Lao's blood vessels are stasis should be caused by the accumulation of fire in his body and the blockage of qi and blood.

Ye Chen nodded, Jiang Wenhao could see the problem, at least he had a good medical foundation, and he had a good character, so he taught him a needle technique.

"If you put a needle in this way, you can dissolve the fire in his body. After Ye Chen finished speaking, he focused his attention on the golden silk nanmu of the wooden house.

After getting the needle method taught by Ye Chen, Jiang Wenhao immediately took out the silver needle and put the needle on the old man Song.

Thirty-six silver needles fell, Jiang Wenhao was already sweating profusely, his hand just put on the old man's wrist, and he felt that the other party's pulse gradually stabilized, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

In less than three minutes, the old man's fingers hooked, slowly opened his eyes, opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of turbidity, and he suddenly felt refreshed.

Seeing that the door had not been opened for a long time, the expression on the face of the owner of the Zhang Pavilion gradually became wonderful.

And the children of the Qiankun Medical Hall chewed the root of their tongues: "Doctor Jiang was still full of confidence when he entered, and he won't be hiding inside as a turtle with a shrunken head at this time." "

Haha, just that little bit of medical skills, I dare to show off in front of the master, now it's okay, there is no place for him Jiang Wenhao in the entire medical community in Jiangnan City."

Listening to the words around him, Wu San showed a desperate look: "Old Jiang, it's me who has caused you."

Seeing that there was no movement inside, Song Yi's face gradually became serious.

"Squeak!"

the wooden door opened, attracting everyone's attention.

Old Man Song stepped over the threshold in one step, bent over, and said in an old manner: "Doctor Jiang, please come here!"