Guo Bingchun looked at Hua Zhen with a sullen face.
Hua Zhen took a deep breath and said: "There are two people in China who have been called medical saints since ancient times. One is Zhang Zhongjing, who belonged to the same Han Dynasty as my ancestor Hua Tuo, and the other is Wan Mi Zhai of the Ming Dynasty."
"Wan Mi Zhai specializes in treating three types of diseases: pediatrics, internal medicine, and gynecology. The most powerful one is his acupuncture method, the Thirteen Yin and Yang Needles. This acupuncture method targets internal diseases and has the effect of reviving the dead. Unfortunately, it was later lost.
I have only seen some records in medical scriptures."
"According to records, the most powerful thing about the Thirteen Yin and Yang Needles is that the doctor can transfer the true energy from the body into the patient's body through the silver needles, and treat the patient's internal diseases with the help of the soft and invisible true energy."
As he said that, he looked at Qin Changsheng, with a hint of admiration in his eyes: "I was arrogant before and didn't know the depth. This Mr. Qin can use the thirteen needles of yin and yang, his medical skills must be better than mine.
Thanks to Mr. Qin being here today, otherwise Mr. Yang would have died in my hands."
After talking about it, Hua Zhen let out a long sigh and suddenly became a little bleak.
He felt that he had excellent medical skills, was arrogant, was greedy for money, and liked to brag, but this was human nature, and he was not a heinous person.
At this time, seeing that he had almost killed Yang Qian, he could not help but feel guilty. Seeing Qin Changsheng's superb medical skills, his previous arrogance suddenly disappeared and he could only admire Qin Changsheng.
"you!"
Guo Bingchun pointed at Hua Zhen angrily and said angrily: "With your medical skills, you still have the nerve to call yourself a miracle doctor? You are not even as good as a young boy, don't you feel ashamed?"
He never thought that the miracle doctor he had spent so much effort to hire would be so useless. Instead of curing Yang Qian, he almost put Yang Qian to death. In this way, even if Yang Qian was saved by Qin Changsheng
Even if you don't feel grateful to him at all, it would be nice if you don't feel resentment towards him!
When he thought that all his hard work was ruined by Hua Zhen, he was almost furious to death!
Hua Zhen looked embarrassed and said in a deep voice: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect things to turn out like this. It's because I'm not good at studying."
"snort!"
Guo Bingchun snorted angrily and glanced at Yang Qian, whose expression on the bed had begun to soften and regain his breath. He didn't have the nerve to stay any longer and turned around to leave with a gloomy expression.
Hua Zhen did not leave, but stared blankly at Qin Changsheng's movements, mesmerized.
After a long while, Qin Changsheng exhaled, slowly pulled back his hand, and pulled out the thirteen needles one by one.
At this moment, his head was already covered with sweat.
Obviously, using the Thirteen Pills of Yin and Yang is also a big burden for him.
Looking at Yang Qian again, he has woken up, his face is rosy, his breathing is well-proportioned, and he seems to be in very good condition.
"Mr. Qin, is my grandfather okay?"
Yang Pan'er's eyes were red and she asked anxiously.
"Okay." Qin Changsheng nodded and said: "Hua Zhen originally cured your grandfather's condition, but because his acupuncture method was too strong, it was too much to do too much. I just used all that fierce power to resolve it.
I used Qi to condition your grandfather's lungs, and now he is no different from a normal person."
"Really!? Great! Thank you Mr. Qin!"
Yang Paner shed tears again with excitement.
Yang Qian sat up from the bed and moved his body. He was also extremely surprised and thanked Qin Changsheng repeatedly.
"Okay, thank you Mr. Qin."
Yang Qian solemnly took the prescription and looked back at Yang Pan'er.
Yang Pan'er took out a check that she had just prepared, handed it over, and said with a smile: "Mr. Qin, this is a little thought from my grandfather, please accept it."
Qin Changsheng glanced at the amount on the check and his heart skipped a beat.
80 million yuan!
Originally, the medical fee Yang Qian prepared for Qin Changsheng was 20 million.
But today there were many twists and turns, and Qin Changsheng could be said to have saved him in the blink of an eye. This kind of kindness was too heavy.
Moreover, he asked Hua Zhen to treat himself first, which was somewhat disrespectful to Qin Changsheng, so he temporarily rewrote a check.
80 million, to thank Qin Changsheng for his life-saving grace, and to further develop a relationship with Qin Changsheng.
Qin Changsheng is not only a master of martial arts, but also a master of medicine. As long as he makes good friends with such a strange person, for the Yang family, it is far more than 80 million can measure.
"Then I will be disrespectful." Qin Changsheng was not polite, smiled slightly, took the check and put it into his bag.
This medical fee is the largest he has received since he was released from prison.
Including his previous deposits, his deposits are now close to 200 million!
Even though Qin Changsheng is a cultivator and doesn't take money very seriously, he is inevitably a little excited at this moment.