The system gave me ten trillion yuan to force me to become a male god

"I don't believe you are that powerful."

Seeing Zhou Chen taking her grandfather's pulse in a serious manner, Ji Yunying whispered.

He Qiang was also standing by the side, ready to go. As long as Zhou Chen said something unscientific, he would immediately refute it, so as to regain his right to treat the old man in Tang suit.

After seven or eight seconds, Zhou Chen withdrew his hand.

The old man in Tang suit immediately asked: "Mr. Xiao, how is my situation?"

"The breath in the lungs is very disordered. At least it's an internal injury for more than 40 years. Please forgive me for asking, old man, are you a martial arts practitioner?" Zhou Chen asked.

As soon as He Qiang heard this, a disdainful expression appeared on his face. People who are old and still practice martial arts, this question is too mentally retarded.

However, the old man in Tang suit nodded and said, "Mr. Xiao, you are right. I have been practicing martial arts for 56 years."

He Qiang couldn't help but widen his eyes, looking at the old man in Tang suit in disbelief.

No!What era is it, there are still people who practice martial arts, are you guys secretly filming a variety show that pranks passers-by?

There are often variety shows in foreign countries where such cameras are hidden in the dark, using various bizarre scripts to spoof passers-by. Although He Qiang has never encountered it, he has heard of it.

At this moment, he quickly turned his head and looked around, trying to find the existence of the camera, but to no avail.

"You shouldn't be practicing ordinary martial arts. The root cause of this illness is that your practice method is wrong. You often get out of breath, but you don't pay attention to it. As a result, over time, you have left irreversible and difficult-to-repair damage to your lungs. It is very difficult to completely heal the internal injuries." Zhou Chen shook his head and said.

The old man in Tang suit looked at Zhou Chen with more surprise and surprise.

There is no other reason, Zhou Chen mentioned these situations are all correct, and he hit all his problems perfectly.

Since he was 15 years old, the old man in Tang suit has been practicing Qigong, a martial art handed down from his family. Now he has made some achievements. When he is lucky, his body can move his strength to one place, and it is even stronger when he gathers it together.

Even though the old man in Tang suit is 76 years old this year, he can still break a red brick with a single palm of Qigong.

The price of practicing this qigong for many years is that every time he finishes practicing, his lungs will constrict and the pain is unbearable.

But in the early years, the old man in Tang suit didn't care about these at all, he just thought that he didn't practice well, and as time passed, he gradually dragged himself into the current coughing body that can't be suppressed without taking special medicine.

"Mr. Xiao's medical skills are superb. He can see the cause of my problem just by feeling the pulse. I don't know if Mr. Xiao has a cure. If he can cure my problem, no matter how much the reward is, I will do whatever you want." The old man in Tang suit looked forward to it. Said.

He has visited too many famous doctors over the years, whether it is Chinese medicine or Western medicine, domestic or foreign, as long as he has some reputation and ability, the old man has tried it.

But no one can provide him with a complete cure. He has been relying on drugs for relief for so many years, and his life is simply miserable.

Now I meet someone who can see my problem at a glance. The old man in Tang suit is also a dead horse. It is a surprise if he is cured well.

"There are treatment methods, but the process is not that easy. With your back to me, I will first massage the acupoints for you to clear the air, so that you will not cough so badly now."

Zhou Chen reached out and rubbed several acupuncture points one after another on the back of the old man in Tang suit. The technique was extremely precise and sophisticated, and each finger could press on a key acupuncture point for the lungs.

A layman can't see any tricks in his operation, and Ji Yunying next to him is a little bit disapproving.

Just rubbing the acupuncture points just to relieve his grandfather's condition is too naive. The family has spent tens of millions of dollars on treatment for his grandfather over the years.

Advanced foreign equipment, expensive special medicines, domestic acupuncture, ancient medicine plasters... In short, they have tried every method they can think of.

If Zhou Chen can solve the problem by rubbing the acupuncture points, then all those famous doctors can consider re-learning medicine.

"Pretending to be a ghost." Ji Yunying muttered looking at Zhou Chen's tricks.

"Cough cough... cough cough..."

A few minutes later, the old man in Tang suit who had been coughing suddenly stopped.

His originally pale face also became extremely ruddy, quite radiant, and his whole person looked even more energetic.

Such an obvious change naturally attracted the attention of Ji Yunying and He Qiang. Both of them looked at Zhou Chen in disbelief, and were speechless for a while.

"How do you feel?" Zhou Chen asked with his hand back.

"God, doctor! You are really a doctor! For decades, my body has never been as comfortable as it is today, and I don't feel like coughing at all." The old man in Tang suit grabbed Zhou Chen's shoulder, feeling extremely excited Said.

For decades, from seeking medical treatment everywhere to slowly losing hope, and only relying on medicine to relieve his condition every day, the heart of the old man in Tang suit has long been numb.

But after Zhou Chen's current massage, the itching in his chest disappeared instantly, and his breathing was as smooth as if he had returned to his youth. This feeling rekindled his hope.

The young man in front of him is really capable of treating his illness!
Now that he met Zhou Chen as a life-saving straw, the old man in Tang suit would never let it go easily. At this time, Zhou Chen directly became the most important existence in his eyes.

As long as he can cure his illness, no matter what price he pays, the old man in Tang suit is willing.

"Don't be so excited, I just temporarily relieved the hidden injury in your lungs. Your condition is deeply rooted and serious, and it is not so easy to completely cure it." Zhou Chen said.

"I understand, please leave a contact information for Mr. Xiao, so that I can come to visit when I arrive in Hangzhou, Yun Ying! You can add the contact information of Mr. Tang." The old man in Tang suit hurriedly ordered his granddaughter.

"Ah? Here, okay." Ji Yunying reluctantly took out her mobile phone and said to Zhou Chen, "Let me scan you."

"Forget about WeChat, we have nothing to talk about, my phone number is... you can save it, and just call if you have anything to do."

Zhou Chen was very upset about this goddess who spoke sarcasticly to him from the very beginning, whether we owed you or provoked you, and you belittled me without doing anything.

I still want to add myself on WeChat, but I ignore you.

Now that Zhou Chen knows so many goddesses, there really is no shortage of one like Ji Yunying.

"you!"

Growing up so big, Ji Yunying has never taken the initiative to add a boy's WeChat. Zhou Chen is the first one. I didn't expect that the other party not only did not enthusiastically agree, but also refused coldly.

This made Ji Yunying extremely angry, whether she is not good-looking or in good shape, how dare you not add me on WeChat.

If it was a normal situation, she would definitely ignore Zhou Chen, but she had to do what her grandfather ordered, so Ji Yunying could only suppress her anger and reluctantly saved Zhou Chen's phone number.

Seeing this goddess deflated in front of him, Zhou Chen showed a smug smile.

If you want to put on face with me again, you have to be subdued by me.

Sometimes a goddess like Ji Yunying who is so proud and arrogant just needs to be trained.