I have nightmares to get stronger

Chapter 68

The solid holy light potion, not to mention Han Dong, a small level 2 alchemist, even the Peinqui alchemist who developed the holy light potion, may not be able to refine the solid holy light potion of perfect quality.

Han Dong looked at the holy light potion in his palm, which looked like a golden broad bean, and secretly sighed in his heart that he was lucky.Even if he was asked to refine it ten or a hundred times, he still had no confidence in being able to refine another solid Holy Light Potion.

With this solid holy light potion, Han Dong's heart suddenly settled down, not to mention that his mother was just contaminated with some evil spirits, even if an evil spirit really appeared, with this solid holy light potion, Han Dong Dong is also confident that he can kill the opponent in seconds!

After hesitating for a moment, Han Dong put away the solid Holy Light Potion, picked up another Holy Light Potion's material, and started refining it for the second time.

Ten minutes later, the Holy Light Potion was successfully refined. Han Dong deliberately waited for a while, but unfortunately, there was no boiling as before, so he could only take out a glass test tube and filled the bottom of the pot with a light golden potion. stand up.

Unknowingly, more than 30 minutes had passed, and there was not much time left for Han Dong. After putting away the remaining herbs, Han Dong rushed out of the house and ran towards the hospital.

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In a meeting room of Bo'ai Hospital, Zhou Qinian was wearing a blue gown, standing on the podium and talking freely, and sitting below were a dozen doctors in white coats, all of whom looked quite young.

What Zhou Qinian said on the stage was exactly the Zhou family's acupuncture and moxibustion, but what he said did not involve the real secrets of acupuncture and moxibustion, it was just general, so it sounded a bit empty.

This made the dozen or so doctors sitting under the stage look disappointed.

"Acupuncture and moxibustion pay attention to the veins and acupuncture points. Controlling the veins and acupoints is the most basic operation. A small silver needle can stop bleeding, mobilize vitality, and even rescue dying patients... "Zhou Qinian took out a silver needle as thin as a hair and showed it to everyone.

Zhou Qinian's speech was a little boring. At first, the doctors sitting below could still maintain basic politeness and listen carefully, but after 10 minutes, the bewildered doctors began to discuss in low voices.

"Is the acupuncture he said also a medical technique? Why does it sound like a fairy method?"

"Why doesn't he say that he can live and die with a silver needle? That sounds more interesting."

"It means that the medical equipment that our hospital spends millions every year is not as good as a silver needle in his hand, what a joke!"

"We've all heard of Zhou Zhouzhen's name. At first, we thought it was someone with real skills. Now why does it feel like a storyteller? Is he talking about Romance?"

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The discussion among the audience became louder and louder, and in the end it even affected Zhou Qinian's speech. At some point, Zhou Qinian had stopped, looking at the doctors in the audience with a blank expression, a flash of disapproval flashed in his eyes. contempt of the police.

"Doctors produced on this assembly line have the right to question the old man's medical skills?" Zhou Qinian thought to himself, "The old man's acupuncture and moxibustion skills are not alone in the world, but there are not many in the entire Xibo City, or even the entire Xibowen Principality." Can be compared with the old man!"

Seeing that Zhou Qinian stopped, and the doctors below also stopped discussing, the conference room fell into an awkward silence.

"Ahem, Mr. Zhou's acupuncture and moxibustion skills are unique skills. Even if you people learn a little bit, you will benefit endlessly in your life!" Behind the conference room, an old man in a white coat stood up and said loudly.

This old man was Sun Ziwen, the vice president of Pok Oi Hospital who invited Zhou Qinian to give a speech and introduced Zhou's acupuncture and moxibustion techniques.

Sun Ziwen looked like a boy with white hair and a hale and hearty spirit. His eyes swept over the doctors sitting under the stage like searchlights, which immediately made these doctors nervous and felt a little bit like they were sitting on pins and needles.

"Yes, Dean Sun's lesson is that we have all heard of Mr. Zhou's acupuncture and moxibustion techniques. After hearing it today, it is really powerful, powerful!"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Zhou is a guest of several big families in Xibo City, so there is no need to talk about medical skills."

There was a burst of hypocritical compliments, these doctors dared to mock Zhou Qinian face to face, but they didn't dare to stab Sun Ziwen in front of him, otherwise, scheduling you the emergency night shift for the first half of the year would definitely make your life worse than death.

"Okay, Mr. Zhou, don't be angry. These young people have never seen your methods. Why don't we visit the ward?" Sun Tzuwen said with a smile: "Find a few cases, Mr. Zhou will show them, let them Guy, also see the world and learn a lot!"

Zhou Qinian was taken aback for a moment, then a wry smile appeared on his face.

"Sun Ziwen, you've got this idea from the very beginning. What kind of speech, introducing Zhou's acupuncture and moxibustion, sounds good, hum! You're recruiting me to be a strong man to solve difficult and miscellaneous diseases for you."

"Hey, you can't say that, communicate with each other, communicate with each other!" Sun Ziwen said with a smile on his face.

Zhou Qinian's medical skills are quite high, but the outpatient fees are too expensive. Only those rich people in Xibo City can afford him. Sun Ziwen has invited him to Bo'ai Hospital more than once, and even willing to set up an acupuncture department for him, but none Rejected by Zhou Qinian, he was only willing to stay in the pharmacy of Cixintang for the elderly.

This time it was also because of the special conditions of several patients, Sun Ziwen paid attention to Zhou Qinian, and even asked Tao Li, the owner of Cixin Hall, to be a lobbyist, which made Zhou Qinian come to Bo'ai Hospital.

"Walking around, I really have a few intractable diseases. I have done all kinds of tests, but I can't find out the cause. Just let Mr. Zhou take a look. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Mr. Zhou can't see it It's dead!" Sun Ziwen pulled Zhou Qinian's sleeve and walked towards the inpatient department.

"Hey, don't pull it, don't pull it, I will go by myself, go by myself, look at you, do you have the demeanor of a hospital director, you are simply a living bandit..." Zhou Qinian shouted.

"Vice-principal, vice-president, it's just for dinner..."

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Han Xiaojie was sitting beside her mother's bed and guarding her. The doctor said that her mother would wake up soon, but after waiting for more than half an hour, her mother showed no sign of waking up. Instead, her face became more and more ugly. Gray traces lingered between the eyebrows of her mother, Shen Juan.

But Han Xiaojie didn't notice all this, and just looked at her mother worriedly. At this moment, there was a sudden loud noise from the corridor outside the door.

The inpatient department is generally very quiet, in order for the patients to recuperate in a quiet environment, but the noise at this time broke the quietness, and Han Xiaojie frowned involuntarily.

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(End of this chapter)