The crowds of people on the street were flowing in one direction.
"What happened?"
"Old Doctor Feng wants the doctor from Jiulingtang to treat the disease."
"The doctor at Jiulingtang wronged Dr. Feng for being able to cure him, so the patient beat him up."
As the questions and answers spread, more and more people followed on the street, until they came to a house.
After receiving the news, the concierge of this high-end house became nervous and blocked the people who were following him outside the alley. However, the people did not disperse. Instead, more and more people gathered outside the alley, talking and pointing.
Compared to the noise outside, the house is very quiet, but this quietness is still a bit tense.
Several men stared at Old Doctor Feng.
"How dare you, old man, to make trouble?" the middle-aged man at the head said bitterly, "What's wrong with us smashing up your shop? Look at what you did to my wife, she can't even walk."
Old Doctor Feng was shaking with anger.
"You break your leg and want to get up and run within a short period of time? That's what gods can do. You shouldn't go to a doctor, you should go to a god," he shouted.
His ancestors practiced medicine in the capital, and the people in the capital, no matter how poor or low, were all simple and kind. They never said bad words to the doctors, let alone smashed up the shop. It was all because of this Miss Jun who did these ridiculous things, which made everyone
They all became impetuous and suspicious.
"How long has it been in such a short period of time?"
"Feng Siliu, if it weren't for your long-standing reputation, we would have smashed your store long ago."
Seeing that the two sides were about to quarrel, Miss Jun took a step forward.
"Let's see the patient first," she said.
"Miss Jun, you are also at fault." The middle-aged man looked at Miss Jun with an unhappy expression, "You should come to the doctor for consultation. How is it possible for you to just auscultate and say that others can cure it?"
"Yes." Miss Jun did not refute, her expression was kind, "I'll see the patient first."
The middle-aged man snorted, rolled up his sleeves and went ahead. Miss Jun followed, and Old Doctor Feng also followed with anger on his face.
The injured person was a middle-aged woman. She was lying on the bed looking haggard. Although she had no other symptoms, the pain of not being able to walk was so painful that life was worse than death. As soon as she saw Dr. Feng, she grabbed the head of the bed.
The tea cup was thrown over.
"You're a murderer who made me do this." She cursed.
If Old Doctor Feng hadn't wanted to see with his own eyes how Miss Jun cured the patient, he would have turned around and left.
"Madam, you are wrong." Miss Jun said kindly, stepping over the broken tea cup, "Your leg injury was not caused by Dr. Feng."
Old Doctor Feng sneered, "There is no need for you to be hypocritical."
"And you, why can't you treat her if you can? Isn't it money?" The lady looked at her and sneered, "Come here, give her money, one thousand taels, two thousand taels, whatever you want."
The maids on both sides looked embarrassed and had to lower their heads. The middle-aged man didn't say anything and just sneered.
"This kind of bone injury can make people the most grumpy. As long as you can lose your temper, it means you are in good spirits." Miss Jun said, smiling and stepping forward, "Let me take a look at Madam's legs."
The lady snorted and suddenly shed tears again. The maid next to her hurriedly handed over a handkerchief, and she wiped her tears and turned her head.
The maid understood the meaning and lifted up the lady's skirt to expose her calves.
The calf was splinted and wrapped in thick ointment.
"It was..." The maid wanted to introduce the process of the injury. Before she could finish her words, Miss Jun stepped back and stopped looking. She just glanced back and forth and that was it. The maid was stunned and stopped talking.
"Hel Madam down and let me take a look." Miss Jun said again.
"You can't walk at all." The servant woman said, and looked at Old Doctor Feng again, "Old Doctor Feng also told me not to move."
Old Doctor Feng snorted.
"Why are you listening to me now?" he said angrily.
"You can just stand for a moment if you can't walk." Miss Jun said nonchalantly.
The middle-aged man coughed lightly, and the maids quickly stepped forward and carefully helped the lady to stand up. As she stood up, the lady moaned repeatedly, and Miss Jun watched her expressions and movements carefully.
Maybe others didn't notice it, but Dr. Feng noticed it and knew that she was doing a medical check-up.
She is a woman, and the patient is also a woman. What kind of examination is needed? Those housewives are spreading the word about her. Isn’t it because they are both women and it is convenient to see, hear, and inquire. What’s more, this is a bone injury, and bone injuries rely on manual contact detection and bone setting.
Although there are differences between men and women, it is impossible for him to avoid skin contact when treating someone. As a woman, it is more convenient for her to do this, but she didn't even stretch out her hand, just stood there and watched.
You must be acting so nagging on purpose.
Old Doctor Feng sneered, what's the difference between this and those monks and nuns? He turned his head and didn't bother to look again.
When Miss Jun saw that Madam couldn't walk anymore and her expression was getting more and more painful, she no longer forced her and asked her to lie down again.
"Miss Jun, how are you?" The valet couldn't help but ask again, "Do you want to see if the bone is not connected?"
A man broke his calf because he fell and bumped on a rock, and it was not intentionally broken. How could he not even be able to repair it after practicing medicine for half his life? When Old Doctor Feng heard this, he stared angrily again.
After half his life, he was questioned as casually as a fledgling doctor because of a little girl's incomprehensible words. It was really unimaginable in his wildest dreams.
Miss Jun smiled and shook her head.
"Of course it was done," she said. "Doctor Feng did a good job with it, and the leg injury has healed very well."
What does this mean? The people present were slightly stunned.
"What I mean is that Dr. Feng can treat this disease, and he can cure it very well." Miss Jun continued, "I don't need to treat this disease."
Hearing this, the lady on the bed burst into tears.
Old Doctor Feng also sneered.
"You don't need to be obedient, and you don't need to praise me. Speaking for myself, I can't cure this injured leg." He said, "You will treat it, please come and treat it."
Miss Jun pondered for a moment.
"Well, could you please Dr. Feng to show me how to reattach the bone again? I'll see if it's the same as mine." She said, "This way I can make sure whether I can cure it or not."
Is this to make him shine?
Old Doctor Feng snorted.
"Okay," he said, "I'll just do my best."
After he finished speaking, he stepped forward. The maid lifted up her skirt again to expose her calf. Old Doctor Feng stretched out his hand to touch the injured leg wrapped in a splint and ointment.
"Push first..." he said as he moved.
As soon as he said a word, he was interrupted by Miss Jun.
"It's not clear to see it this way. It's better to use splint ointment and demonstrate it on the leg," she said.
It was really troublesome. Old Doctor Feng sneered again, but he didn't say anything. As expected, he reached out to remove the splint and took off the thick cloth wrapped with the ointment, revealing the black calf infected by the ointment.
"One probing, two pushing." He put his hand on the lady's calf, making slight movements without any effort.
This is their Feng family's secret bone-setting technique, but he is not afraid that Miss Jun will learn it.
This kind of secret skill cannot be learned by just watching it.
Miss Jun looked at it very seriously and nodded.
"It will be the same if I do it." She said, reaching out and tapping a place on her calf, "Should I rub this place next?"
Old Doctor Feng moved his hand to where she pointed with a sullen face.
"No, there is no need to knead here, but press..." he said.
Miss Jun also stretched out her hand and pressed it on his. She seemed to be curious and pressed it down hard.
"Is this the pressure?" she asked.
The sudden pressure caused the lady to let out a cry of pain. Everyone in the room was startled, including old doctor Feng.
"You..." he said, and as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he suddenly froze, his expression suddenly in disbelief, and at the same time, a layer of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.
What, what, happened?
Why are the bones here still broken?
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