"Yesterday's medicinal bath was just a treatment for symptoms and restore your skin to its integrity. It takes two consecutive days of medicinal bath to completely cure the disease in your body, that is, the root cause will be cured, and it will never recover after being completely cured."

Wang Xiaoyong looked at the ladies and said proudly, because he had absolutely confidence and guaranteed that Sister Zhao's illness would not recover. After saying that, Wang Xiaoyong took out the prescription he wrote for Sister Zhao yesterday.

"Xinyi followed the prescription and grabbed two more cups of medicine for her wife."

Song Xinyi quickly took the prescription from Wang Xiaoyong and walked to the medicine cabinet to grab the medicine. A few minutes later, Song Xinyi put the two packets of Chinese medicine she had grasped in front of Sister Zhao.

"Sir, how much do you think the medicine is?"

Just then, Liu Tao came out from then on. Wang Xiaoyong glanced at Liu Tao and said, "Sister Zhao wants money, just calculate it with Brother Liu. He will know how much it costs when he sees the prescription."

After hearing Wang Xiaoyong's words, Sister Zhao took the prescription to settle the score with Liu. The three wives standing there were all wanting to speak but stop watching Wang Xiaoyong.

In the end, it was Eman who mustered up the courage to look at Wang Xiaoyong and said with a smile.

"Sir, I want to ask, how many of us can't use the prescriptions used by Sister Zhao? Because after Sister Zhao's medicine bath yesterday, her skin was as snow as before, and she was even better than the past."

After saying this, Eman lowered his head in shame.

"Although this medicine can also improve skin function, it is still a prescription prescribed for Sister Zhao's physical condition and is not suitable for everyone."

Wang Xiaoyong naturally saw the thoughts of several rich people, but the prescription he prescribed for Sister Zhao was indeed not suitable for several people.

After hearing Wang Xiaoyong's words, Eman and the other two women showed a look of disappointment on their faces, because Sister Zhao's skin had improved, which made several people envious.

Looking at the women with disappointed expressions, Wang Xiaoyong couldn't bear it.

"Let me do this! I will take my pulse for each of you, and according to your own condition, prescribe a medicine bath to regulate your body functions. How about it?"

After hearing this, the three women smiled happily and nodded constantly. Next, Wang Xiaoyong spent some time on the wheat for the three women and prescribed three medicine baths for each of them according to their own situation.

"The prescription I prescribed is only suitable for you to use personally, because I have adjusted it according to the physical condition of each of you, so three doses of medicine are not allowed to be used later. After all, it is three parts of the medicine, although the toxicity of traditional Chinese medicine is relatively low."

After prescribing the prescription, Wang Xiaoyong solemnly explained again. After hearing this, the three of them thanked Wang Xiaoyong in unison, and each of them showed an excited expression on their faces.

Sister Zhao had already paid the money at this time, and Liu Tao had only collected a few hundred yuan in three doses of medicine, which made Sister Zhao feel sad. After all, this little money is a drop in the bucket for Sister Zhao.

"Mr. Wang, I wonder what kind of car you usually drive when you travel?"

After paying the payment, Sister Zhao came to Wang Xiaoyong and asked with a smile. In his opinion, with Wang Xiaoyong's medical skills, at least a Mercedes-Benz and BMW should be no problem.

"Madam, I don't drive normally, and I basically take a taxi." Wang Xiaoyong looked at Sister Zhao and said a little embarrassedly, although I don't know why Sister Zhao asked this question.

Sister Zhao did not show surprise, "It is admirable that Mr. Wang is so low-key."

"My lady was joking. My driving skills were not good at all, so I didn't buy a car for transportation."

Sister Zhao smiled and nodded. At this moment, the three women had already paid the bill and all the medicines were already in their hands. Several of them showed joy.

"Sister Zhao, let's go back first today? We'll come and chat with Mr. Wang when it's okay."

The woman in the purple gauze skirt held the Chinese medicine in her hand tightly and said excitedly. Anyone could tell that she was impatient and wanted to bathe again and improve her skin as soon as possible.

Sister Zhao looked up at the few people and looked anxious. She could only say goodbye to Wang Xiaoyong helplessly and agreed to come to thank him in person in two days.

After seeing off the four people, Wang Xiaoyong returned to the clinic. Song Xinyi stared at Wang Xiaoyong with Shui Lingling's big eyes. Seeing Wang Xiaoyong felt a burst of tears in his heart, he could only ask in confusion:

"Xinyi, are you trying to see something?"

"Master, can you give me a pulse? I will also prescribe a medicine bath to improve my skin?"

After saying that, Song Xinyi's cheeks flushed, she lowered her head in shame, and she no longer dared to look directly into Wang Xiaoyong's eyes.

"Everyone has a love for beauty, why should you be so ashamed? But I think your skin is as snow as snow, crystal clear, so why do you need conditioning?"

"Master, what you see is just an appearance. What if my lactone has the cause? So to be on the safe side, please work hard."

Song Xinyi smiled and said.

"Okay, then I will work hard to be a teacher, I will work hard to rectify you."

After saying that, Wang Xiaoyong shook his body and came to the clinic table to sit down. Song Xinyi also walked quickly to Wang Xiaoyong and stretched out her white lotus arm.

Wang Xiaoyong put his finger on her white wrist. A few minutes later, Wang Xiaoyong took down his finger, pondered for a moment, took out a pen and wrote a prescription on the paper, and handed it to Song Xinyi.

"According to this prescription, you can soak it in three doses of Chinese medicine for three consecutive days, but your skin will not improve much, but this prescription has nervous system conditioning. Have you not had a good rest during this period?"

After saying that, Wang Xiaoyong looked at Song Xinyi and asked.

"Master, I have not had a good rest these days, just because I have been practicing ghost needles these nights, so my nervous system is a little weak."

"Diligent practice is naturally worth promoting, but you also need to combine work and rest. Go back and take a good bath. Everything you don't have, will be eliminated."

After saying that, Wang Xiaoyong ignored it anymore. Song Xinyi, who was standing there on the spot, turned around and sat down at the tea table, took out a silver needle to continue practicing.

What the king of heaven, Xiaoyong, has been practicing the Dharma magic needle. Because of the Taiyi Soul Recovery Needle, he has mastered it, but he is not able to find an opportunity to practice in practice.

As for the main needles of the Bodhidharma magic needle, it is mainly thirty-six needles. Each needle is aimed at different acupoints in the human body to change the structure of the human body, thereby achieving the effect of treating chronic diseases.

Wang Xiaoyong has long been familiar with the thirty and six major acupoints that the God of Bodhidharma targets. All he needs now is proficiency, mainly with the depth of the needle.

Wang Xiaoyong is particularly looking forward to the therapeutic effect of the Bodhidharma acupuncture. After all, according to the "Xuanyi Jing", this set of acupuncture can adjust the human body's functions, promote cell growth, and thus cure stubborn diseases.

What Wang Xiaoyong is most looking forward to is to apply the Damo needle to the treatment of cancer patients. Through the adjustment of human body functions, heals necrotic cells, promotes the growth of new cells, and completely cures the stubborn diseases of this world. Just thinking about it makes Wang Xiaoyong feel very happy.

If he uses the Dharma needle to truly cure diseases in cancer patients, then he will create a new chapter in history and be respected by the world.

Whenever Wang Xiaoyong thinks of this, he will forget to eat and sleep. He hopes to master this set of acupuncture as soon as possible and promote it to medical work as soon as possible...

Two days passed in a row, and Mu Lingxuan did not send anyone to ask Wang Xiaoyong to come over to treat his grandfather. Wang Xiaoyong didn't care much about this.

After dinner on the morning of the third morning, Wang Xiaoyong was on the clinic. At this time, his cell phone suddenly rang. He picked up his cell phone and saw that it was Jiang Shihao's call. So Wang Xiaoyong quickly answered the phone, and Jiang Shihao's anxious voice came from the phone.

"Mr. Wang, are you in the clinic now?"

"Mr. Jiang, I'm in the clinic. What happened to you, are you so panicked?"

Wang Xiaoyong's heart moved and asked quickly.

"The old man of the Mu family suddenly worsened and he was in a coma and was being rescued in the People's Hospital. Can you come here?"

After hearing this, Wang Xiaoyong's heart suddenly moved. After all, when he was chatting with the Mu brothers and sisters two days ago, he also learned about his condition.

During the chat, he learned that the old man of the Mu family had liver cancer. Although he was in the late stage, it shouldn't have suddenly aggravated the condition.

"Okay, Mr. Jiang, I'll hurry over now."

Wang Xiaoyong, who hung up the phone, quickly sorted out the medical box. After finishing it, he briefly explained to Song Xinyi, then went out to take a taxi and headed straight to the People's Hospital.

At this time, a group of people stood outside the emergency room of the People's Hospital, including white old men, middle-aged men in suits and ties, and the Mu brothers and sisters. There were only four or five burly bodyguards standing behind them, with an anxious look on their faces at this moment.

After seeing Wang Xiaoyong arrive, Jiang Shihao quickly came up, "Mr. Wang, have you finally arrived?" Jiang Shihao said with relief.

"What's going on with Mr. Mu?"

"Last night, Mr. Mu met with a group of old friends and chatted very well during the meal, so he drank some white wine. He woke up this morning and fell into a coma."

Jiang Shihao briefly introduced the situation to Wang Xiaoyong.

"Mr. Mu should have quit smoking and drinking during this disease. In addition, he was too excited to chat with his old friend. No wonder the condition worsened."

Wang Xiaoyong pondered after learning about it.

"Now all the experts at the People's Hospital are here. Because Mr. Mu has different identities, the dean has come."

"Those Bai Cangcang's old men, I think they are all old friends of Mr. Mu?" Wang Xiaoyong asked at a group of Bai Cangcang's old men.

"Yes, these are some well-known elderly people in Shencheng, but now they are older and most of them retire at home."

Jiang Shihao looked at these white old men and said with a little fear. After all, these were all famous figures in the provincial capital back then, and their temperament was unique just looking at them.

While Wang Xiaoyong was chatting with Jiang Shihao, Wang Xiaoyong accidentally saw Mr. Li standing among the old man Bai Cangcang and discussing his condition with the elderly.

"Li Heyan, when did Mr. Li come here?"

After Mr. Li arrived, Wang Xiaoyong quickly looked at Jiang Shihao and asked, after all, the Taishan Beidou in the traditional Chinese medicine industry like Mr. Li is here, so I believe Mr. Mu is expected to be treated.

Mr. Li, Wang Xiaoyong from Fujitang has always been respected. After all, not all Chinese medicine practitioners have it. Mr. Li is so kind and loyal, and devotes himself to the development of the traditional Chinese medicine cause.

"Old Li arrived earlier than me, but just now I heard him talk about Mr. Mu's chronic disease, and it seems that even he is not optimistic."

Jiang Shihao glanced at the crowd and said in a low voice. After all, there were too many people standing outside the emergency room at this time, and there were all kinds of people.

When Wang Xiaoyong heard his words, he suddenly felt shocked. He did not expect that Mr. Mu's stubborn disease was fully demonstrated through Mr. Li's comments.

At this moment, the door of the emergency room suddenly opened, and several doctors in white coats walked out of it. Wang Xiaoyong took a look and recognized several people.

The internal medicine director He Dahai stood among them, and Li Tie, the vice president of the People's Hospital, was also here. There was also an old man with a white head and a flickering spirit. Wang Xiaoyong had never seen him, and there was a director of other departments. He had a little impression.
Chapter completed!