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290. Chapter 290 The famous doctor who was beaten in the face

As soon as the golden needles were delivered, Cheng Sihai was about to administer them.

Seeing Master and Disciple Qi Tian and Cheng Sihai winking secretly, Yun Sheng's eyes flashed with light.

The magic wand under her sleeve swayed slightly, and a tiny thorn on the ground stabbed the farmer.

At this time, the farmer's pain had made him lose consciousness. At this moment, he suddenly felt a stinging pain under his body, as if someone had stuck a needle behind him.

He screamed in pain, broke away from several weak medicine men beside him, and bumped into Cheng Sihai, who was leaning over and about to insert an acupuncture.

It was also Cheng Sihai's bad luck. The farmer suddenly bumped into the needle, and the needle he was about to acupuncture panicked and stuck himself in the face.

Although the anesthetic produced by Yaohuang Pavilion is not as effective as Yun Sheng's unique Mandala anesthetic, the effect is not much different.

The golden needle stuck firmly into the acupuncture points on his face. Cheng Sihai suddenly felt a numbness on his face, and most of his face was immediately numb.

That half of the face was neither smiling nor crying, as if it was suffering from facial paralysis.

He squeaked and pointed at his face, unable to speak.

The pharmacists and doctors from Yaohuang Pavilion were shocked when they saw it, and they all stepped forward to check it out.

Suddenly, the scene became more lively.

The people at Yaohuang Pavilion were hurriedly checking Cheng Sihai's condition. The farmer was still holding his head in his hands and rolling on the ground in pain.

"Mr. Physician?" The peasant woman was also panicked. She didn't expect that even the doctors at Yaohuang Pavilion were unable to do anything about her man's illness.

"Yun Sheng, what do you think that person's disease is?" Gu Feng pulled Yun Sheng, who was still looking at the farmer.

"He doesn't seem to be sick," Yun Sheng waved the magic wand in his hand, and a magic water element immediately poured out and turned into a rope, restraining the farmer who was rolling around on the ground.

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"You, what are you doing?" Seeing a light blue rope-like thing but not a rope, trapping her man, the peasant woman hurriedly stepped forward to argue with Yun Sheng who took action.

"Why is it you again! This is a patient from Yaohuang Pavilion. What does it have to do with your little Ci'en Hall?" After Qi Tian and several doctors settled Cheng Sihai, they turned around and found that Yun Sheng and others were also present.

"It's a joke. You can't cure this patient at all. You're talking about a patient in Yao Huang's Attic. You'd better go see your master. Apply the needle with Ruanjin powder and stick it on the acupuncture point. If you don't rescue him in time,

I'm afraid his facial paralysis won't get better for a while," Yun Sheng smiled coldly, not surprised by Cheng Sihai's shameless behavior.

"That is to say, everyone could see just now that your master couldn't save anyone at all. Now it's better that he can even be disabled himself," Lin Yao'er was not someone to be trifled with, adding to her jealousy.

Qi Tian was forced to panic and hurriedly asked his master Cheng Sihai, who was paralyzed, for help. The latter's eyes were also full of anger. He whined at Qi Tian several times, which looked very funny.

After receiving the instructions from his master, Qi Tian gained confidence. He looked at Yun Sheng and others provocatively, not believing that he was not even a female magician.

"Who says our Yaohuang Pavilion can't cure it? I'll give it acupuncture right now and let you see the cure." Master Qitian inherited Cheng Sihai, and his acupuncture skills are quite impressive.

The farmer just now was being held down by several people, but he was still struggling and it was difficult to get the needle.

But now, the person is tied up with water by Yun Sheng, which makes it easier to give the needle.

Qi Tian took out his silver needle, went to the farmer, and followed Cheng Sihai's instructions to insert two needles into his head and at the base of his ears.

It's nothing if it's not pricked, it's pricked.

The farmer, who had been quiet at first, roared like a madman.

A few strands of blood actually seeped out of his ear holes, and the pain became more severe.

Qi Tian was startled, what was going on? He did exactly what the master said, but how could the patient's condition worsen?

"Get out of the way!" Yun Sheng looked at it and frowned. She stepped forward and pushed the annoying Qi Tian away.

"How could this happen?" Qi Tian looked at Cheng Sihai as if asking for help. Cheng Sihai, whose face was paralyzed and expressionless, had no idea at this moment.

He originally thought that the farmer's persistent headache was caused by head wind.

If you have a headache, a few needles will most likely relieve the pain, and no matter what happens, the ear will not bleed.

"He doesn't have a head infection. If you prick two acupuncture points with needles and the blood goes straight to the ears, he will naturally bleed." Yun Sheng calmed down, checked the farmer's pulse and heartbeat, and then opened his eyelids.

The peasant woman was already dumbfounded. Seeing Yun Sheng's calmness, she checked on her man. As if she had received a savior, she kept begging from the side.

"This little doctor? Can you cure my man's illness? Please, we must save him? Our family of five depends on him to support us, please."

"Sister-in-law, don't panic. Please tell me first. Does uncle have any old problems in his early years that have been cured by the recent treatment?" Yun Sheng helped the peasant woman up and asked kindly.

She was born in Jiaoye Village, and the peasant woman in front of her reminded her of her previous neighbors, and her words were also very polite.

The doctors the peasant woman had seen were all like Cheng Sihai, who had an arrogant look on their faces. Even during free clinics, they never spoke kindly.

She looked at Yun Sheng's eyes that were as dark as night, and Yun Sheng's kind words gradually calmed down her originally panicked heart.

"Old problem? Yes, my man had tinnitus in his early years, but it was just a minor problem. About a year ago, a free clinic was held in Yujing City. I remember it was also a free clinic in Yaohuang Pavilion. At that time, a famous doctor helped my family

The man saw the problem of tinnitus and got a few injections, and then the problem disappeared," the peasant woman recalled.

Tinnitus is not a serious problem, and the peasant woman didn't take it to heart just now. If Yun Sheng didn't ask, the woman really wouldn't think of it.

"I think there may have been a problem with the acupuncture at that time. Think about it, which doctor was doing the acupuncture for the uncle at that time?" Yun Sheng was persuasive. She had just heard Cheng Sihai ask about the farmer's diet and previous medical history.

, and nothing was found.

Asking now, she was sure that there must be something wrong with that free clinic.

"It's a doctor named Wang," the peasant woman tried to remember.

"You are slanderous! Don't think that we don't know what you are worried about. You want to slander our Yaohuang Pavilion!" Qi Tian and a group of Yaohuang Pavilion's medicine men and doctors were furious when they heard this.

Damn Xiao Cien Tang actually suspected that the farmer’s disease was caused by their diagnosis and treatment at Yaohuang Pavilion.

"Whether it's a bloody rant or not, I'll know after I ask clearly. If you haven't done it, I will naturally apologize to you," Yun Sheng asked carefully and carefully looked at the farmer's ears.

Shen Nong's eyes narrowed slightly and he stared at the farmer's ear for a moment.

"Sister-in-law, think about it again, what kind of needle did the doctor named Wang use when he gave the acupuncture?" The peasant woman thought for a moment. She was just a village woman in the countryside and didn't know anything about medical skills.

Of course she couldn't remember what kind of needle it was.

"I don't remember much, but it's definitely not the needle used by the two doctors just now," the peasant woman answered Yun Sheng affirmatively.


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