Supreme Little Fisherman

  Chapter 606 Zhao Qingxuan is critically ill!

  Chapter 606 Zhao Qingxuan is critically ill!

  “Although Chinese medicine also needs dialectical treatment, the most fundamental difference from Western medicine is that Chinese medicine emphasizes doing everything possible to help the body heal itself.

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   "This is also the core idea of ​​my Xiaoyaomen handed down magic needle Bodhisattva hand!"

  Hearing the tall and thin middle-aged long-winded speech, all the doctors in white coats present were mesmerized and said in awe:

   "After listening to Master Yu's teachings, it is really like enlightenment!"

   "As expected of Master Yu Qingyu! It would not be an exaggeration to say that he is the second most talented doctor of Zhou!"

  Hearing that everyone compared himself with the legendary doctor Zhou in the hospital, the middle-aged man named Yu Qing hurriedly said: "Everyone praises me, I want to be more, how can I compare with Doctor Zhou!"

  Although there is almost an iron rule in peers, there is no such thing in the profession of doctors.

  Miraculous Doctor Zhou never misses his hands. No matter what kind of serious illness, his name of being able to rejuvenate his body has long been spread throughout the province. Everyone in the industry admires and worships him, and Yu Qing worships him almost fanatically!

   "It's a pity that we all came too late, and we didn't have the chance to see the demeanor of Miracle Doctor Zhou!" Yu Qing sighed with regret.

Immediately turning his mind back to the patient's diagnosis, Yu Qing looked around at the doctors present and said, "Everyone, keep your eyes wide open and watch carefully! Due to the rules of my teacher, I can only use one hand of the Bodhisattva. How much I can comprehend depends entirely on you." Good fortune!"

  After the words fell, Yu Qing opened his bow left and right with both hands, and the silver needles pierced Zhao Qingxuan's big acupuncture points all over his body in a mysterious order.

  As time passed, more and more silver needles pierced Zhao Qingxuan's body, and Zhao Qingxuan's complexion on the sick bed became more and more rosy.

  The patient's physiological indicators on various instruments have also picked up and moved towards health.

  Seeing this scene, the sound of gasping for air was heard again and again in the senior cadre ward.

   All the doctors in white coats looked at Yu Qing together, their words were full of reverence and admiration:

   "As expected of Master Yu Qingyu, you can really be called a miracle doctor!"

   "Yes, more than a dozen old experts treated his helpless patients, but I didn't expect to be cured by you, Master Yu Qing!"

  Among the crowd of respectful and flattering voices, Yu Qing was so flattered that he almost flew into the sky. Even though he is not the kind of person who is very successful, he still feels a little satisfied with the compliments of others.

  However, at this moment, a mocking laugh came from the door.

  Among the crowd of respectful flattering voices, this sneer sound was particularly eye-catching.

  Outside the door, Zhou An was worried that Zhao Fei would not be able to accept Zhao Qingxuan's serious illness, so Zhou An asked Zhao Fei to buy breakfast, and he went to the high-ranking ward where Zhao Qingxuan was located first.

  Seeing this group of people kneeling down and licking the tall and thin old man Yu Qing in a serious manner, Zhou An couldn't help but sneer.

   If Yu Qing had the ability to cure Zhao Qingxuan, that would be fine, but what he did was to push Zhao Qingxuan to a dead end!

  Through the see-through eyes of the sky, Zhou An has already seen clearly that Zhao Qingxuan was conspired to be poisoned by the voodoo poison. Originally, the voodoo poison would take a while to take hold, but he was awakened in advance by Yu Qing's acupuncture!

  All the doctors looked at Zhou An who had just walked in, glaring:

   "Where did Ma De come from, a yellow-haired boy who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, even you, a stupefied young man, joked and sneered at Master Yu Qingyu's acupuncture skills?"

   "Exactly! Kid, hurry up and apologize to Miracle Doctor Yu Qingyu, or else you won't be able to make things right today!"

  Yu Qing stretched out his hand to suppress the angry doctors in white coats, looked at Zhou An and said proudly:

   "Why? Young man, do you have any other opinions on my acupuncture? You can say it."

Zhou An glanced at Yu Qing, and the corner of his mouth curled into a playful arc: "Since you have said so, then I will tell the truth, because of your improper acupuncture, the patient's physical condition will collapse immediately! If I am not here , you are the murderer who murdered the patient!"

  Hearing what Zhou An said, all the doctors in white coats were taken aback for a moment, and then burst into laughter and looked at Zhou An as if they were watching a joke:

   "Boy, what a big-tailed wolf you are in front of Master Yu Qingyu! Not to mention Master Yu Qing, none of us here knows acupuncture and moxibustion better than you!"

   "That's right, he still made a sensational statement saying that the patient's body is about to collapse. It's clear that his complexion is rosy, and all the indicators are also stabilizing. It's really nonsense!"

  Yu Qing was even more disdainful, and said with a sneer:

   "I thought that you, a bum, could say something reasonable. This old man really thinks highly of you! If what you said can happen, I am willing to worship you as my teacher..."

  Yu Qing was just halfway through speaking, and his speech stopped suddenly like a duck with its neck stuck.

  Under the horrified gaze of everyone in the audience, various physiological data on various instruments, which were originally in a good situation, plummeted like diving off a cliff.

  Zhao Qingxuan on the sick bed was even more pale and bloodless, with blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth!

  Seeing this scene, all the doctors in white coats were dumbfounded, their faces full of disbelief:

   "This, how is this possible! It's a lie!"

   "What?! Could it be that what this young man said is true?"

   "I'm afraid I'm not dreaming! What's going on here!"

  Yu Qing's complexion became even sallow in an instant.

  He knew this Zhao Qingxuan, Ding Na was a well-known real estate boss in the whole province.

  If he really died at the hands of Yu Qing, not only would his medical career come to an end, but it would also put Xiaoyaomen, a century-old Chinese medicine school, in the dark!

   Now that things have happened, I can only slap my swollen face and pretend to be fat until my mentor arrives. My mentor has been practicing medicine for nearly 70 years and there is definitely a way to save people!

   Turning his mind around, Yu Qing sent a text message asking for help to the younger brother who was with Master, telling the whole story about what happened in the high-ranking cadre ward.

   Zhou An didn't bother to pay attention to the thoughts of Yu Qing and those doctors in white coats, and walked quickly to the sick bed to pull out the silver needles on Zhao Qingxuan's body.

  Seeing Zhou An's movements, Yu Qing quickly stopped him, and said coldly, "What the **** are you trying to do, you brat?"

   Zhou An said indifferently: "Nonsense, of course I want to save people."

   "I have already sent a text message to my teacher, Zhang Zong, the master of traditional Chinese medicine. He will arrive in a while, and he will definitely be able to rejuvenate!"

   "As for you, a young **** who still wants to save people, it really makes people laugh! Do you think you are Zhou Anzhou's genius doctor?"

  Zhou An frowned slightly, and immediately said: "If you're talking about Zhou An who used to work in the No. 1 Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine in the city, then it's me."

  Yu Qing smiled sarcastically: "If you are Doctor Zhou, I am God!"

  Yu Qing had just finished speaking when he was interrupted by Dean Fang Kui who rushed over in a hurry: "I heard that Zhao Qingxuan and Director Zhao in the high-ranking ward are suddenly critically ill. What's going on! Hurry up and give me first aid at all costs!"

  Seeing that Zhou An was actually there, Fang Kui hurriedly grabbed Zhou An's hand, and his words were full of begging: "Although Master Zhou doesn't know how you got here, saving people is like putting out a fire. You need to help!"

   "He, is he really Zhou Miracle Doctor?!" Yu Qing only felt a buzzing in his head, and his three views were ruined!

  Everyone in the audience looked at Zhou An in unison, how many jaws dropped in shock!

  (end of this chapter)