Hearing this, the crazy old man was shocked.

He has lived for such a long time and has visited many famous doctors.

When these famous doctors diagnosed and treated him, they all frowned and thought hard for a long time.

In the end, I had to lock myself in a room for more than ten days and read ancient medical books day and night before I could get a result.

The good doctors that the crazy old man met all regarded the secret disease suffered by the crazy old man as the number one disease in the world.

However, today!

Chen Hao said that the hidden disease suffered by the crazy old man was not a difficult or complicated disease, so it could be easily diagnosed and treated with results.

This naturally made the crazy old man unable to remain calm.

"Are you kidding me?"

The crazy old man stared at Chen Hao with a very serious tone:

"Although you are extremely talented and are the hope for the future of the human race, I still hope you won't make such jokes. I don't like such jokes very much."

Chen Hao knew that the crazy old man did not trust his medical skills, so he understood the crazy old man's unfriendly attitude.

"senior."

Chen Hao had a gentle smile on his face:

"I am a doctor. Doctors never joke about a patient's condition. This is the most basic professional quality."

The crazy old man stared at Chen Hao, trying to find some playfulness and banter in Chen Hao's eyes.

But the crazy old man failed.

The crazy old man only found solemnity and seriousness in Chen Hao's eyes.

This kind of solemnity and seriousness is not unfamiliar to the crazy old man.

The famous doctors whom the crazy old man visited before also had this kind of solemnity and seriousness in their eyes.

The crazy old man could not help but begin to believe that Chen Hao was indeed a doctor.

But the crazy old man still couldn't believe that Chen Hao was a doctor with excellent medical skills.

The famous doctors that the crazy old man met before were all octogenarians with gray hair.

Although these famous doctors were very knowledgeable, they could not cure his hidden disease.

But these famous doctors relieved his hidden illness, at least for a period of time, and gave him a comfortable life.

As for Chen Hao...

young.

Too young.

The crazy old man could not believe that such a young Chen Hao had better medical skills than the famous doctors he had met before.

If Chen Hao devotes himself wholeheartedly to medical skills, then with Chen Hao's understanding, it is actually understandable that he would achieve outstanding medical achievements at a young age.

But it is obvious that Chen Hao has not devoted himself wholeheartedly to medical skills. Otherwise, how could Chen Hao have such a strong cultivation level?

"That's all."

The crazy old man shook his head and sighed.

Although he didn't believe in Chen Hao's medical skills in his heart.

He also thought that Chen Hao was bragging when he said that the stubborn illness he suffered from was not a complicated one.

But he did not choose to openly question and ridicule Chen Hao.

"Tell me, what disease do I suffer from?"

Chen Hao saw from the crazy old man's eyes that the crazy old man doubted his own medical skills.

Chen Hao was not surprised by this. Along the way, Chen Hao was suspected too many times.

So if the crazy old man didn't doubt his medical skills, Chen Hao would feel strange.

Chen Hao smiled and did not answer the crazy old man's question immediately. Instead, he asked the crazy old man:

"Senior must have suffered a lot of injuries when he was young, right?"

The crazy old man nodded: "It's normal for the monk to be injured."

Chen Hao continued to ask: "Senior probably didn't pay much attention to these injuries when he was young, right?"

"It's normal for monks to be injured." The crazy old man repeated his previous answer, and the meaning was very obvious. It is normal for monks to be injured. Of course, there is no need to care about it. If you pay attention to every wound, you will still have time to practice.

Or a monk?

Chen Hao asked: "Senior had strong blood and strong self-healing ability when he was young, so he felt that no matter how injured he was, it was not worth mentioning. It seemed that no matter how serious the injury was, it would be almost healed after a sleep, right?"

The crazy old man frowned slightly and said nothing, which was regarded as his acquiescence.

Chen Hao smiled bitterly and said: "The gift given by fate has already been marked in secret."

The crazy old man frowned deeper: "You mean, when I was young, I thought I had healed my injuries, but in fact they were not healed. They only looked healed on the surface, but they were actually hidden in my blood and bones. When I got old, my blood and bones were no longer healed.

I am no longer strong, my body is no longer strong, and my self-healing ability has begun to decline. These injuries will gradually occur, making me suffer a lot?"

Chen Hao nodded: "Senior, you are not the only one like this. In fact, many monks have similar problems. When I was young, I was very high-spirited and thought I was the best in the world. No one could cure me. I even regarded my scars as romance and medals.

But when you get older, all problems will surface."

The crazy old man was silent for a while, and then retorted to Chen Hao: "No, you are wrong!"

Chen Hao raised his eyebrows slightly, signaling the crazy old man to continue.

The crazy old man was not polite, and said in a deep voice: "I have visited many famous doctors. Those doctors have been studying medical skills all their lives. If the source of my pain is the injuries I suffered when I was young, how could those doctors not see it?

It’s fine if just one doctor can’t see it, but I’ve interviewed dozens of doctors, is it impossible that not one doctor can see the truth?”

Chen Hao spread his hands: "Senior, I'm sorry to tell you that the doctors you visited... indeed all made misdiagnoses."

As soon as he finished speaking, the crazy old man showed an expression of disbelief.

Chen Hao was not surprised by this, he just smiled lightly and said:

"Senior, it's useless to talk too much. Facts speak louder than words."

The crazy old man looked at Chen Hao in surprise:

"So you want to give a treatment plan directly?"

Chen Hao shook his head:

"There is no need for any treatment plan. The problem of my predecessors... just one session of acupuncture will be enough."

The crazy old man looked at Chen Hao as if he were a madman:

"Are you kidding?"

Chen Hao nodded seriously:

"Of course it's not a joke."

With that said, Chen Hao took out a box of silver needles.

"Senior, if you can trust me, please sit cross-legged and relax your whole body."

The crazy old man looked deeply at Chen Hao.

Then, the crazy old man sat cross-legged and relaxed his body as Chen Hao said.

"Let me see what you're capable of," said the crazy old man.

"I don't live up to the trust of my seniors." Chen Hao smiled and twisted a silver needle.

call out--

Chen Hao inserted a silver needle into the acupuncture point on the crazy old man's chest.

Then, the second one, the third one, the fourth one...

A total of nine silver needles penetrated the crazy old man's nine acupoints.

Chen Hao used his magical power to move the silver needle, and suddenly golden light filled the place, and the sound of dragons and phoenixes continued.

Golden light flowed on the crazy old man's body. After half a stick of incense, the crazy old man suddenly opened his eyes.

laugh--

Two rays of light shot out from the crazy old man's eyes, directly shattering the two mountain peaks.

The crazy old man stood up, his face full of surprise:
Chapter completed!