"Well, he's still applying needles!"

An old doctor was surprised and watched Jiang Hao pull out another silver needle, and his forehead was sweating slightly, but he still gritted his teeth and endured it. He stabbed the silver needle in his hand into Lin Botianding acupoint, muttering to himself: "The fourth needle is the god, the four gods and all directions..."

"This, this is actually the fourth needle, the Sci-shen acupuncture method, the four gods and eight directions!"

Zhao Mingtang was shocked and couldn't believe that looking at Jiang Hao holding his hands on the medical bed, because he forced the fourth injection and had already drained all the energy in his body.

"How is this kid, how could he use the fourth needle of the Nine-turn Divine Needle..."

"Good guy, it's hidden deep enough..."

For a moment, gathered in the clinic, Zhao Luping, Wang Yulin, Chen Bin and others were all stunned and incredible. Looking at Jiang Hao who was sitting on the chair and breathing a sigh of relief, he never thought that he was hiding so deeply.

Even Fang Tanya on the side narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Jiang Hao and smiled: "It's getting more and more interesting..."

"Well, Uncle Lin hasn't woken up yet."

But everyone looked at Lin Bo on the doctor's bed and there was still no movement.

"It seems that it's not possible." Wang Ming shook his head, but he was sneering in his heart.

"I'll just say that the Nine-turn Divine Needle is no longer possible, and I haven't saved Lin Bo."

Chen Bin watched coldly, and saw that there was no movement on the doctor's bed. He looked at Jiang Hao again, and implicitly mocked the boy that he had something to do.

For a moment, everyone present looked around, and Wang Yulin and other old doctors shook their heads repeatedly. It seemed that this person was still unsuccessful...

"Ahem..."

But just because everyone thought that Uncle Lin could not wake up, he lie on the doctor's bed and coughed violently twice.

Everyone present was shocked. Jiang Hao immediately stretched out his big hand to grab Lin Bo to take his pulse. He felt his heart rate gradually calming down. He felt relieved and smiled and said, "Lin Bo, you are awake."

"This...how is this possible? He really saved it..."

Chen Bin, Wang Ming, Zhao Luping and others looked at each other, and their faces began to look ugly. Especially Zhao Luping, with a look of liver-like face. He was scolded by his grandfather just now, and blamed him for not helping Uncle Lin.

"Play..."

I don’t know who applauded first, but passers-by outside also applauded one after another. Someone shouted: “What a doctor, Jiang Hao is so good…”

Chen Guoguo looked at the passers-by at the door and clapped, shouting excitedly: "Brother Hao is the best..."

"Yes, for doctors, we should put the sick first, rather than being as timid as you, fearing trouble. If everyone thinks like you, then will the people in this society be cold-blooded in the future?"

An old doctor stood up, pointed at the young doctors such as Zhao Luping, Wang Minghou's family background with anger, and pointed at Jiang Hao: "Fortunately, Xiao Jiang has taken action regardless of everything, otherwise Lao Lin would have died on the streets of our Chinese Medicine Street. This is simply the biggest insult to our Chinese Medicine Street."

"That's right, you juniors are far from the same state of mind as Xiao Jiang. You are not worthy of being a doctor!" Another old doctor also pointed at these juniors and accused them.

For a moment, Zhao Luping, Wang Minghou's family and others could only lower their heads and pull their faces, and were taught by these old doctors one by one.

Especially Zhao Mingtang Hou Dedong Wang Yulin, because these were their grandchildren, they were very angry when they learned that they did not support Lin Bo, and immediately pulled them back to the clinic and knelt down to their ancestors.

"Doctor Zhao stay!"

Just as Zhao Mingtang grabbed Zhao Luping and was about to go back to kneel to the ancestral hall, Jiang Hao suddenly stood up and said coldly: "Don't you ask why Uncle Lin suddenly suffered from myocardial infarction and fell at the door of your Zhao Yitang?"

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Zhao Luping turned around, glared at Jiang Hao, and shouted: "Do you still think that we are the ones who fell at my door?"

"Xiao Jiang, you can't talk nonsense. Even if Lu Ping doesn't support Lin Bo, you can't frame us Zhao Yitang like this." Zhao Mingtang glared at his old eyes and said to Jiang Hao.

"Yes, this Uncle Lin has a sudden myocardial infarction. No one wants him to fall at his doorstep." Other doctors also said.

"Xiao Jiang, have you misunderstood? I think this is just a coincidence." Wang Yulin stepped forward and said to Zhao Mingtang.

Jiang Hao glanced at them, pointed at Lin Bo on the doctor's bed, and said coldly to Zhao Luping and Zhao Mingtang: "Lin Bo was drinking your herbal tea for strengthening your body and spleen, and then suddenly suffered a myocardial infarction. Don't you think about why?"

"What? Drinking herbal tea for strengthening the body and spleen is the disease?" Passersby outside were shocked and became lively.

"Jiang Hao, don't swear by others. How could Uncle Lin be the one who got sick because of my health-boosting herbal tea? Then why are there so many people who can't drink it?" Zhao Luping was excited and pointed at Jiang Hao and shouted loudly.

However, Jiang Hao's eyes were firm, and pointed to Lin Bo on the doctor's bed and said coldly: "Lin Bo is weak and has always been bad. Although your body and spleen-strengthening herbal tea is very effective, you have too strong medication. Lin Bo drinks your herbal tea and can't bear it for a while and then suddenly develops myocardial infarction. If everyone doesn't believe it, you can take your pulse for Bo Lin."

Wang Yulin, Hou Dedong and other old doctors looked at each other, and an old doctor came forward to take Lin Bo's pulse. After a moment, he nodded and said, "Xiao Jiang is right. Lao Lin's body is indeed caused by strong heart fire."

"Yes, I took his pulse some time ago, and some of it was quite normal. I wondered before, why he suddenly had myocardial infarction? It turned out that he had drunk this herbal tea for strengthening the body and spleen." Another old doctor nodded and said.

Zhao Mingtang had a bad face, so he also stepped forward to take his pulse for Bo Lin. His face became even worse. He turned around and slapped Zhao Luping, and said angrily: "Go back and sprinkle the herbal tea stall. Also, I will kneel to the ancestral hall for a week. Without my promise, I will not be allowed to come out."

"Grandpa, I..."

At this moment, Zhao Luping never expected that it was herbal tea that strengthened herbs for Lin Bo's illness.

"This road is flat. Although herbal tea has good effects, our traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes balanced efficacy to achieve the balance of the five internal organs of the human body. If it suddenly becomes fierce, it will lead to imbalance.

So you young people remember that you should not use medicine hard, do you understand?” The old doctor said not to teach young Chinese medicine practitioners a lesson.

The doctors present could only listen honestly and didn't even dare to say a single fart.

"Xiao Jiang is still sensible. If your grandfather could see you use the Nine-Turn Divine Needle, he would be very happy." An old doctor patted Jiang Hao's shoulder and smiled with relief.

"Yes, doctors are kind-hearted. Those who study medicine must maintain an eternal kindness. No matter what the situation is, the patient is the big one, and Xiao Jiang does a good job. We admire him." Some old doctors praised Jiang Hao repeatedly.

Now passers-by outside also praised Dr. Jiang Hao for his good doctor, and it spread all the way on the Traditional Chinese Medicine Street.

Whether it is Jiang Hao's medical skills or his kindness, everyone has admired him since he carried Lin Bo from the street.

For a moment, everyone looked at Jiang Hao with admiration and no longer thought that he was the incompetent quack doctor who prescribed the wrong prescription...

Chen Guomin came in, glared at Chen Bin fiercely, and then said to Jiang Hao: "Xiao Jiang, transfer Uncle Lin to my side, I'll treat him."

"Okay Uncle Min, I'll prescribe a prescription for Uncle Lin." Jiang Hao had no objection, he believed in Chen Guomin.

"Why are you still stunned? You haven't moved Lin Boss to the clinic." Chen Guomin turned around and snorted coldly at Chen Bin.

He was very angry when he heard that his son did not support Lin Bo.

"oh…"

Chen Bin had no choice but to hold his face and transfer Lin Bo to Uncle Min’s clinic with other doctors.

Jiang Hao prescribed a prescription for Uncle Lin. Soon, Uncle Lin's son came over quickly. After hearing the whole thing, Uncle Lin's son kept thanking Jiang Hao, and then took the prescription to catch the medicine and went to Uncle Min's clinic to take care of his father...
Chapter completed!