After getting off the car, Su Qingyun followed Zhou Wencheng into the yard. This was a small yard, but it was very unique.

An old man with gray hair walked out. The old man's back was slightly hunched. However, there was light in his eyes and windy when he walked. It was obvious that he was in his body.

Zhou Wencheng said softly to Su Qingyun, "The butler of the Zheng family."

"Governor Zhou, why are you free to come today?" Butler Zheng walked over with a smile on his face.

"I heard that Mr. Zheng was sick, so I came here to take a look. By the way, I also brought a doctor here."

Zhou Wencheng said and called Su Qingyun from behind, "Qingyun, this is Butler Zheng."

Su Qingyun smiled slightly, "Hello Butler Zheng."

Butler Zheng looked at Su Qingyun and frowned, but he didn't say anything. His face instantly relieved, and it was obvious that the old man was extremely cunning.

Zhou Wencheng saw the old man's unhappiness for a moment, "Butler Zheng, although my little brother is young, he has great medical skills. My illness is cured by him."

"I heard that Mr. Zheng is in serious condition now, so I brought him here especially to you. I hope he can help." Zhou Chengwen said very politely.

"Governor Zhou, you can take the time to spend a lot of time and still think about my master. My master and young master will definitely be grateful."

"It should be, it should be." Zhou Chengwen was so polite to a butler, and he could see that the owner status of this family was very high.

"Governor Zhou, now there is a doctor to take the master's pulse. There are many doctors here today. You can go to the house here to rest first." Butler Zheng spoke and led the two to a room.

The room was very big. In addition to a servant who was serving tea and pouring water, there were also a dozen doctors and some wealthy and powerful people in rich and powerful clothes.

Judging from the dress of these dozen doctors, they should be at the level of miracle doctors. Several of them have a fair face, and they are obviously capable doctors.

Zhou Wencheng pulled Rasu Qingyun's sleeve, "Did you see that old man? He is Dr. Bian Yan Bian, the imperial physician of the capital."

Su Qingyun looked at Zhou Chengwen, and an old man with snow-white hair and beard appeared in his eyes. The old man looked almost in his nineties and was wearing a robe. It made people feel super-decent.

"Doctor Bian rarely treats people. Today he can come to see Mr. Zheng's illness is really serious."

"But with this medical master taking action, Mr. Zheng will definitely turn bad luck into good luck this time. Qingyun probably made you go for nothing." Zhou Wencheng's tone was a little disappointed. Mr. Zheng should be very important to him. If the Su Qingyun he recommended to cure Mr. Zheng's illness, he would definitely be a meritorious minister.

Zhou Wencheng found a chair and sat down, and Su Qingyun also sat down. However, Su Qingyun was a little out of place among these people. The youngest of these people were in their fifties and sixties, and none of them were as old as Su Qingyun.

Everyone looked at Su Qingyun, not knowing where this little doctor came from. But no one said anything.

Not long after Su Qingyun and the others sat down, they pushed the door open and came in alone. A doctor was following behind, "Doctor Chen, you can rest here first."

Seeing this come in, everyone in the room stood up.

The man glanced at the doctor in the room and frowned when he saw Su Qingyun at first sight.

"Who brought this young doctor?" The man was very impatient in his tone.

Zhou Wencheng walked over, "Mr. Zheng, this is what I brought to Mr. Zheng to see a doctor."

Mr. Zheng glanced at Zhou Wencheng, "Governor Zhou, I thank you for finding a doctor for my father. However, the little doctor you are looking for may not be able to help you, so you should take him away."

Hearing this person

He said, someone spoke afterwards, "Yes, what can you do with such a young age?"

"Governor Zhou, what do you mean? Even if you can't find a very good doctor, you can't bring such a stinky boy to charge."

"I'm so young, I'm afraid I'm still an apprentice. Isn't this looking down on Mr. Zheng?"

For a moment, all the fingers in the room pointed at Su Qingyun and Zhou Wencheng.

A cold sweat broke out from Zhou Wencheng's head. He said nervously, "Mr. Zheng, this doctor looks young, but he is indeed capable. If you don't believe it, please keep him and see."

"No need, Governor Zhou, thank you, you can go." The middle-aged man said coldly.

"Mr. Zheng, listen to me..."

Before Zhou Wencheng could finish his words, the middle-aged man interrupted him, "Okay, needless to say, you guys hurry up and don't waste my time. The next doctor, follow me to the backyard."

Zhou Wencheng shook his head and was driven out before he even saw the patient.

"Qingyun, I'm so sorry. If I knew that this was the case, I shouldn't have called you here. I'd waste your time."

"Brother Zhou, it's okay." Su Qingyun didn't care much. Treating people with medical treatment was a kind of fate. Since this means that he had no fate with this patient.

"Brother Su, why are you here?" The two girls walked towards him, and asked excitedly when they saw Su Qingyun.

The person who talks is Hua Qiuer, another girl is about the same age as Hua Qiuer.

Hua Qiuer looked at Zhou Wencheng and said embarrassedly, "Uncle Zhou, you are here too."

"Qiu'er, are you?" Zhou Wencheng was not in a good mood at this time and asked simply.

"Uncle Zhou, at this time, my good friend Zheng Xiaojie, I heard that Grandpa Zheng was sick, so I came here to see him."

"Brother Su, you must have come to see Grandpa Zheng. Have you cured Grandpa Zheng's illness? " Hua Duoer asked excitedly.

"I couldn't treat Mr. Zheng." Su Qingyun smiled awkwardly.

"Uncle Zhou, what's going on?" Hua Qiuer asked in confusion.

"Oh, Mr. Zheng felt that Qingyun was too young and felt that he was not capable, so he drove us out." Zhou Wencheng said embarrassedly.

"Brother Su is not capable. Will Uncle Zheng Er look at people?" Hua Qiuer turned to another girl and said, "Xiaojie, the brother Su I told you is him. He not only cured my father's illness, but also cured my mother's illness."

"My father's illness has been found for many doctors but it has not been cured. I have told you before that we originally wanted to go to Yangcheng to find Brother Su, but we didn't expect to encounter it when we had dinner. Brother Su cured my father's illness with a few simple injections."

"Don't look at Brother Su's young, but he's very good at medical skills. Go and talk to Uncle Zheng Er and don't let Grandpa Zheng miss a good doctor." Hua Qiuer tried his best to persuade Zheng Xiaojie.

Zheng Xiaojie thought for a while and said, "Since that's the case, you come with me, this is how my second uncle is."

Zheng Xiaojie brought the two people back, and this time she took Su Qingyun directly to Mr. Zheng's house.

Su Qingyun was led into a room. Su Qingyun just walked into the room and frowned. There was an indescribable smell in the room. It was not entirely the smell of medicine.

An old man was lying on a yellow flowerbed recliner, covered with a quilt. Only his face was exposed outside. The old man looked about sixty years old, with a gray hair, a pale face, a thin skin, a deep eye socket, and a deep flesh on his cheeks. The hands on the outside were like chicken feet, and there was no meat at all. It can be said that he was skinny and bone-skinned.

A middle-aged man stood beside him with his hands hanging down, his face very serious. Doctor Bin was taking the old man's pulse, and his brows were frowning deeply.

Mr. Zheng saw Zheng Xiaojie leading Su Qingyun and the others in, and rushed forward

He hurried over and said in a low voice, "Xiaojie, why did you bring this slutty person in again?"

"Uncle Second, he is not a scattered person, he has real skills."

"Second uncle, Doctor Su is so amazing. My father and mother's illness was cured by him." Hua Qiuer also said from the side.

"What do you two girls know? You must have been deceived by him. What kind of ability does this kid have at such a young age? Look at which doctors outside are not gray-haired."

"Uncle II, how can you think that you are not capable when you are young? I remember when I was a child, my second uncle told me the story of Gan Luo's reverence at the age of twelve. Does a capable person have anything to do with age?"

"Uncle Second, I think this Doctor Su is not a lie. You can ask him to give it a try and it will be fine. Wouldn't it be better if he cures his grandfather's illness?"

After hearing Zheng Xiaojie's words, Mr. Zheng frowned, "Qiu'er, he really cured your father's illness."

"Uncle Second, it's absolutely true. I don't need to lie to you."

"Okay, since that's the case, I'll let him try it. If it doesn't cure, don't say I didn't give him a chance." Mr. Zheng finally nodded.

Su Qingyun felt quite uncomfortable, but she felt very pitiful when she saw the old man on the hospital bed.

"Mr. Zheng, I have already seen your father's illness." Su Qingyun had just been observing the old man lying on the bed, and now he has basically judged the old man's illness.

Not only was Mr. Zheng stunned when he heard Su Qingyun's words, but also the miracle Doctor Bin on the side.

"Young man, don't be here to attract attention just because I didn't let you see a doctor." Mr. Zheng said seriously.

The miracle doctor Bin also stood up, "Young man, you don't even have a pulse, you know Mr. Zheng's illness is a bit too big."

"I just took Mr. Zheng's pulse, but I didn't even determine what disease he was. You can determine what disease you just need to look at. Young people should not delay others' lives because of their temporary youthful aura." The magic doctor Bian was very dissatisfied with Su Qingyun. He felt that Su Qingyun was just talking nonsense.

"Doctor Bian, Mr. Zheng's lungs are dry and hot, his blood vessels are blocked and blocked, and his heart and kidneys are not intersected. I wonder if what I said matches the pulse you took." Su Qingyun did not refute them, but just said lightly.

When Doctor Bin heard Su Qingyun's words, he opened his eyes wide. He looked at Su Qingyun with some disbelief, but he didn't expect that what Su Qingyun said was exactly the same as what he had diagnosed.

Doctor Bin coughed a few times, "You're right."

"Not only that, does Mr. Zheng even spit out some water-like things? This thing has another special smell?" Su Qingyun glanced at Mr. Zheng next to him.

"Yes, my father vomits once a day in the morning and evening."

"Mr. Zheng was poisoned, but the poison was special, so I couldn't tell it. When taking the pulse, I felt something was wrong with many parts of my body."

"I just don't know if you have any methods. I know that the disease is useless and I need to treat it."

"Of course there is a way. I now have a set of acupuncture methods to treat Mr. Zheng's disease, which should be cured by hand."

Hearing Su Qingyun say this, a disdainful look on the face of Doctor Bin, "Little Doctor, although you just said it right, don't boast."

"Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes not curing the disease before it is cured, which means that there is no problem in treating it. So the miracle doctor Bin frowned just now because he did not find the root cause. Miracle doctor Bin didn't know if what I was right."

"Now I have found the root of the disease, so treating the disease means getting the disease."

Hearing Su Qingyun's words, Dr. Bian was not speaking. Su Qingyun did make sense.

"Doctor Su, I don't know what acupuncture method you are using." Mr. Zheng was still a little worried.

"Six-Hebei Eight Deserts and Seven-Meridian Needles."
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