Qin Yuan felt a trace of true energy in his dantian, although it was only a little. However, he felt that his body was obviously more energetic than before. And the residual heat from this true energy in his dantian made Qin Yuan feel very comfortable.
I don’t know how Shen Man and Mr. Hao are doing now?
I don’t know if the nine-turn divine phase skill I learned can cure their illnesses. Qin Yuan picked up the Xuanmen Zhengfa and read it again.
After searching for a long time, I didn't find any useful information, but the sentence above caught Qin Yuan's attention.
True Qi can circulate to the five senses and unlock the innate potential of the five senses. The stronger the true Qi, the greater the potential unlocked.
Hiss, this is not bad. I wonder if applying this energy to the eyes can diagnose what's wrong with Shen Man and the others?
Thinking of this, Qin Yuan couldn't wait to press the red button and closed his eyes...
When he opened his eyes again, he saw Zhang Dehan standing in front of Qin Yuan holding a needle and looking at it carefully.
"Yuan'er, were you just teasing me again?"
"I thought you fainted again, but within a minute you woke up again."
"Don't be ridiculous."
Zhang Dehan breathed a sigh of relief. He just thought Qin Yuan fainted again, but he woke up again just a minute later.
"How long have you been talking about?" Qin Yuan was a little surprised, with doubts on his face.
"One minute, don't you know?" Zhang Dehan obviously didn't understand what Qin Yuan was confused about.
What? A minute has just passed here? But I have just been there for almost two hours.
It would be great for me to go to this barrier. Thinking of this, Qin Yuan couldn't help but laugh.
"Yuan'er, are you okay?" Zhang Dehan looked at Qin Yuan's performance with confusion on his face. Wasn't this guy stunned by the beating?
"Oh, it's okay. Maybe I was too tired and squinted for a while." Qin Yuan's explanation was a bit far-fetched.
"Oh, okay. Let me give you stitches first." Zhang Dehan reluctantly believed Qin Yuan's lies and picked up the needle to give Qin Yuan stitches.
"By the way, Yuan'er, because the part you injured is your head, I'm not going to give you an anesthetic. It might hurt a little, so please hold back." Just when he was about to sew, Zhang Dehan reminded Qin Yuan again.
"Oh, it's okay, just sew it up, I'm not afraid of pain." As a former boxing champion, Qin Yuan didn't take this seriously at all.
Zhang Dehan picked up the needle and sewed Qin Yuan's head stitch by stitch.
"Brother Han, have you started sewing?" Qin Yuan asked, lying on the hospital bed with no feeling in his head.
"It took three stitches." Zhang Dehan didn't bother to say anything more and concentrated on stitching.
Qin Yuan felt confused for a while. He had already received three stitches, but he didn't feel anything at all. It was really strange.
Although I’m not afraid of pain, why don’t I feel it at all? Is it related to my practice of Nine Yang Divine Form Technique?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel excited. This technique is really good, and I have just developed a trace of zhenqi. If I can practice it to the highest level in the future, it will be great...
Qin Yuan fell asleep after thinking about it.
After a while.
"Yuan'er, please be patient, it's just one more shot and it'll be over."
"Hey, Yuan'er, who is this? I beat you so hard that I needed thirteen stitches. Thirteen..."
Zhang Dehan's face was full of surprise and he couldn't help but admire: "I have treated so many patients, and this is the first time I have seen someone who can sleep with stitches."
"You are a real man."
Zhang Dehan finished the last stitch with admiration, disinfected the wound, turned off the light, turned around and walked out.
...
Around ten o'clock in the morning, the sun passed through the window and shone on Qin Yuan's face.
Qin Yuan slowly opened his eyes and stretched, "This sleep is so comfortable..."
"Wait a minute, what time is it now?" Qin Yuan suddenly thought that there was still something unfinished and hurriedly looked at the clock on the wall.
"Damn, it's half past ten." Qin Yuan ran downstairs.
Zhang Dehan was checking the patient's pulse. When he saw Qin Yuan running towards him, he greeted him enthusiastically: "Yuan'er, wake up..." Before he could finish his words, he was pulled out by Qin Yuan.
outside the door.
Qin Yuan pushed Zhang Dehan into the passenger seat, closed the door, ran to the driver's seat, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped off into the distance.
"Yuan'er, what are you doing? I still have patients. What's the matter with you dragging me away?" Zhang Dehan complained to Qin Yuan.
While driving, Qin Yuan recounted the situation he encountered at Hao's house.
Zhang Dehan was stunned for a long time. After thinking for a moment, he blushed and shouted: "Drive faster..."
Soon, Qin Yuan and Zhang Dehan arrived at Hao's house.
As soon as I entered the house, I found the housekeeper and a young man sitting in the hall.
"Steward Li, how are Shen Man and Mr. Hao?" Qin Yuan was a little anxious and his voice was a little high.
The housekeeper glanced at the young man and felt a little embarrassed to speak.
But the young man smiled slightly and said: "Hello, I am Zhao Sheng, a student of Wang De, a famous doctor in our province." He extended his hand to Qin Yuan.
"Hello, my name is Qin Yuan and I am a Chinese medicine doctor." Qin Yuan saw that the other party was so polite, so he was also very polite.
"Oh, Chinese medicine." Zhao Sheng's eyes showed a trace of disdain. "Hey, I misled others and myself."
“Traditional Chinese medicine has emphasized the harmony of yin and yang since ancient times, and its focus is on eradicating the root cause.”
“Western medicine treats the symptoms but not the root cause.”
"Besides, Chinese medicine has been around for many years, while Western medicine has only been around for a few years."
"To say that I am misleading others and myself, I am afraid it is a Western doctor who only knows how to administer antibiotics, right?"
Qin Yuan can't stand the insults of Chinese medicine from others, especially after becoming an official disciple of the old man in white. He believes that when he insults Chinese medicine, he is insulting his own inheritance and it is an insult to himself.
"You." Zhao Sheng was so choked that he couldn't say a word, and then he said: "You Chinese medicine doctors are so good, so why can't you cure the two patients inside, and you have to invite my teacher to come over."
"I can't cure it, can your teacher cure it?" Qin Yuan asked.
"My teacher is a well-known expert in the province. There are no difficult and complicated diseases that cannot be cured." Zhao Sheng obviously believed in his teacher's medical skills. He firmly believed that as long as the teacher took action, there would be no disease that he could not cure.
At this moment, the door opened, and a man in his fifties, fat and with Mediterranean hair came out.
The housekeeper rushed up and asked, "Doctor Wang, how are you doing?"
Wang De shook his head and looked troubled. I can't cure him either.
When Zhao Sheng heard this, his face turned red. He glanced at Qin Yuan secretly and found that the other party was also looking at him. Zhao Sheng couldn't help but lowered his head. This was a real slap in the face. Teacher Wang was so disrespectful.
Feel good.
Qin Yuan asked: "Doctor Wang, what disease have they got?"
Wang De looked at Qin Yuan and asked the housekeeper in surprise: "Butler Li, who is this?"
"I am Qin Yuan, a Chinese medicine doctor." Qin Yuan said and stretched out his hand to Wang De.
Wang De turned his face to the side, ignored Qin Yuan's extended hand, and said in a deep voice: "Sorry, I never shake hands with Chinese medicine doctors, because they are all liars."
"What the hell, are you going to say that again?" Zhang Dehan on the side rarely said dirty words.
Zhang Dehan's temper has improved a lot since he and Qin Yuan became brothers.
Qin Yuan quickly stopped the impulsive Zhang Dehan and said with a slight smile: "Oh? That shows that your Western medicine skills are superb."
"Humph, at least he's better than your Chinese medicine doctors." Wang De said disdainfully.
"Then have you cured the patient?" Qin Yuan replied.
"Western medicine is not a panacea. This disease is a global problem and it is normal that it cannot be cured." Wang De explained.
"I'm afraid it's not that it can't be cured, but that your skills are not good enough." Qin Yuan replied.
"Hahaha, I can't cure it, can you?" Wang De felt that Qin Yuan was bragging. With his many years of clinical experience, he believed that this disease could not be cured at all.
"Nonsense, why am I here if I can't be cured?" Qin Yuan replied.
"Okay, then you treat..." Wang De's face was full of anger.
"I can treat you, but I have a condition. If you are cured, you have to apologize to the Chinese medicine doctor." Qin Yuan had a smile on his face and his tone was calm, without any sign of being angry.
He felt that since he had a trace of true energy in his dantian, his mood was much calmer than before, and he was not as impulsive as before.
"If you can be cured, I will publicly apologize to Western medicine in the Western medical academic community." Wang De's face trembled slightly, and he felt that he had staked everything.
Wang De used to hate Chinese medicine the most and published many papers to promote Chinese medicine as fake. Now if he were to make a public apology in the Western medicine academic community, it would be a slap in the face.
"Not enough." Qin Yuan's tone remained calm.
"Then I will become your disciple, is that okay?" Wang De almost fainted because he had bet such a big stake, but the other party still didn't think it was enough.
Qin Yuan nodded slightly and walked into the room.
Wang De followed Qin Yuan and was about to go in. He wanted to see how Chinese medicine treats diseases.
"Don't you want to follow me?" Zhang Dehan said in a displeased tone.
Qin Yuan waved his hand and smiled slightly, "It's okay. If he wants to see it, let him see it. He can't see these things of mine."
Wang De just wanted to say something back, but found that Qin Yuan ignored him at all and walked in.
Wang De blushed and shamelessly followed in.
Qin Yuan first walked to Shen Man and prepared for treatment.
Qin Yuan continued to observe Shen Man's expression as usual.
What was different from before was that at this time, he vaguely noticed that there was a trace of purple aura on Shen Man's head, but it was not obvious.
What is this purple gas? Why can’t I see it before? Now I can see it. Could it be that the condition has worsened and is showing clinical manifestations? Thinking of this, he quietly asked Zhang Dehan: "Brother Han, do you see her?"
Is there purple gas on your head?”
Zhang Dehan's eyes widened, and after looking at it for a long time, he replied: "There is no purple aura, the face is rosy, and there is nothing else at all."
Qin Yuan felt excited. It seemed that this was the result of that skill again.
"Did you see purple?" Zhang Dehan asked curiously when Qin Yuan didn't speak.
"Oh, no, no. Maybe I was just dazzled." Qin Yuan responded.
Since there is that purple mass on his head, it means there is something wrong with his head. But how can he see the lesions in his brain? Qin Yuan thought, and suddenly he felt warmth coming from his Dantian. His eyes lit up and he couldn't help but
