Otherworldly Merchant

All I had to do was bite my teeth and take out a spiritual charm, let the spirits of Hua Yin reside on the spiritual charm for the time being, and then go to a nearby hospital.

There is a TCM department in this hospital, but it is cold and there are few doctors in attendance.

Helpless, I took Li Mazi to the surgery next door, luckily there was a good flow of people!

Lee Asako asked me why I was in so much trouble. I told him that the ghost had to find someone whose life was shady, or who had weak luck, so that it would work. Just now, the Chinese Medicine Department did not find a suitable subject, so I came to the surgery to take a chance.

I told Li Mazi to split up to save time. If you see a depressed spirit, Indochina sends a dark doctor, call me immediately, and I will bring Hua Zheng.

In the hospital, doctors and nurses are too busy to get their feet dirty. Occasionally, they can hear the noise of medical personnel and patients, but more is the sigh of patients complaining that even a cold requires $2,000 in medication...

After a while, Li Mazi called to say that he seemed to have found it, and I hurried over to meet him.

Li Mazi stood in front of an office at the end of the corridor and nudged Nuri with his mouth. I saw a doctor in a white coat sitting in the office, the whole person lying on the table, lazy and relaxed.

Li Mazi explained that he ran into this doctor while he was in the bathroom. He found the doctor's house dark and heard the doctor complaining to himself that it had been bad luck lately and that he could step on a dog out of an elevator. Shit.

It's typical of bad luck. I nodded, that's him!

This doctor's office is at the end of the corridor, very private. I made a gesture against Li Mazi, and they rushed in immediately, closing the door the first time.

I watched the doctor on the table whining and sleeping. I wonder how sleepy this is. He didn't know that two big men broke in.

I touched the spirit from my chest. Say it!

A transparent person shadowed into a white light and penetrated the doctor's body.

The doctor immediately raised his head and both eyes were white and raised outward. Scared Li Mazi backwards and hid behind me.

I don't care. I've seen so much of this experience, I can live with HOLD already!

After seeing the doctor breathing heavily, his eyes finally returned to normal, and he obviously felt that his whole personality was different. How do you describe it? It's a dust, a ground.

“Doctor Hua Shen.” I screamed probationarily, and the doctor nodded, sort of an answer.

I took a long breath, and this time it was a success.

For the sake of insurance, Li Mazi and I decided to stay in the office and wait for Huaqiao to finish his wish before leaving together.

However, after half a day of waiting, no patients came to see the doctor. Hua Hua is in a bit of a hurry, constantly rushing us to go out and get a patient back, let him hang the pot!

As soon as I heard that, I hung a row of black lines on my face. Am I with you? Not only do you have to accompany the hospital, you have to accompany the doctor, but you also have to accompany the guests.

Suddenly, a little nurse pushed open the door and shouted inside: "Who is that? There are too many patients today. The other doctors can't see it. Let me show you this number 79! ”

The little nurse roared and pushed a patient into the office.

Me and Li Mazi almost laughed. I wondered how much the doctor had to kowtow. The other doctors were so busy scorching their heads that they arranged the patient this way. And a nurse can scream at him, and this doctor's level counts for the whole hospital, right?

The patient came in yellow, covered his lower abdomen, and kept groaning.

I quickly gauged a patient and found that his face was covered in a hidden bluish and dark atmosphere, which was a sign of dying.

Let's put it this way, Yin Bad Harvest, it's not random, he needs to identify a person. But instead of asking for a name and taking it away, as is often the case on TV, the brand will be branded in advance on the person's forehead, and the brand will emit a bluish and dark atmosphere.

So, when it comes to this man's blackness, it must be a while before he dies!

I was trying to persuade Hua Xiao not to look at this, lest his divine doctor's name be ruined.

Who knew Hua Zheng had come to see the patient, his eyes glowed as if the hungry wolf had seen meat. I know this metaphor is inappropriate, but it does.

But when he reached out his three fingers and sat on the patient's pulse, he asked the patient to stick his tongue out and look carefully at the moss, and finally, Hua Xuan looked at the patient's eyelids.

I've heard about TCM, but I've never seen it, so I'm curious about how TCM is treated. I don't get it. How do I know where a person's disease is if I don't check for CT, if I don't follow B-Charge?

Hua Zheng retracted his hand and asked him if he was weak and often had a temper.

The patient nodded like a garlic, even said several ‘yes’. Finally, he was deeply afraid that Hua Zheng would not believe it. He had always stressed that his temper had recently become terrible. He also knew that this affected family rapprochement, but could not control himself.

Hua Hua habitually made a whiskey move: “This is a symptom of evil gas entering the liver. My husband prescribes you a couple of liver conditioning tablets, take them as prescribed, supplemented by my needle broiling technique, and you will recover within three months. Never drink alcohol in the future, or you will die. ”

The patient was stunned, and he asked stunnedly, "Doctor, don't I have to do a B super? Do you want to take a blood test? ”

Hua Zheng naturally couldn't understand the B ultra, took blood tests, and looked at us with confusion.

I rushed to the front and handed him the prescription that Hua Xiao had prescribed: “This is Beijing's famous traditional Chinese medicine. The director asked him to come here for a consultation. You can trust him and take care of the medicine until the disease is eliminated. ”

“Can TCM really cure illness?” The patient obviously doesn't believe much.

I patted him on the chest and promised him, "Of course it's true. ”

Hua Zheng somehow turned into a Chinese medicine silver needle and ordered, “Here, remove the top and apply the needle first. ”

The patient took off his shirt suspiciously, and Hua Zheng stabbed him in the back several places. I don't understand either. I just think Hua Zheng's technique is particularly fast. I didn't even see it clearly. His needle has been applied.

Puffing, the patient exhaled a bite of black blood, and the coagulation could not be dissolved.

Li Mazi jumped in shock and asked quietly: “Hua Xiao's medical technique is not blackmail, how can you still spit blood? Don't kill anyone later. ”

But the clouds sat there gently, smiling at the corner of his mouth.

One minute later, the patient stood up, his hand, which had been covered in his stomach, was now switched to a press, which was pushed very hard.

“Huh, it doesn't hurt.” He leaves tears of excitement: “It really doesn't hurt, God doctor, God doctor. ”

I saw the blue and black air in the patient's Imperial Hall gradually fade away, slowly restoring normal color. I couldn't help but stretch out a thumb to Hua Hua, it was amazing, a few stitches, and I could save a dying man.

This medicine is brilliant and horrible!

By contrast, the patients who have to do this every day, the Western doctor who only knows about the money in the pit, is a piece of shit.

The patient had a prescription, such as Gembao, and I heard him running in the hallway and screaming that there was a shrink here. After his propaganda, the office was soon filled with visitors.

Huawei seemed happy, one by one with the pulse.

Li Mazi and I looked at each other silly. We thought we'd found a quiet corner and let Hua Xiao get over the addiction. We almost pulled out. I'm afraid it's impossible to keep a low profile in this war now!