The country romantic little doctor king

An old man wears a red armband, like a judge, calm and authoritative.

At first glance, this red armband is very extraordinary. It represents fairness and justice.

Everyone pretended to be watching the show, watching how Chen Yang was slapped in the face by the red armband man.

Ordinary people don't dare to do anything to the big liar, but Mr. Red Armband has the rights conferred by the people, and there is no hesitation in trying to undermine him.

Chen Yang had a smile on his face, not intimidated by the aura of the red armband man. After looking at it for a few times, he said: "High blood pressure, high blood fat, high blood sugar,..."

The face of the man with the red armband changed slightly and he said: "Old people have three high points, so it doesn't matter if they hit the mark. What else?"

The onlookers also nodded, agreeing with the old man's statement, and saw that the three high points were nothing, and there was a possibility of blindness.

Chen Yang smiled faintly, looked at the old man's right leg, and continued: "You have rheumatoid arthritis in your right leg. Although you have been cured several times, it has not been completely cured. The root cause of the disease is still there. When encountering a cloudy sky, Rain sometimes hurts.”

"Ah?" The face of the red armband man changed again, obviously Chen Yang was right again.

The expressions of the onlookers also showed a hint of disbelief.

There is a possibility that the three high guesses will be correct, but it is a bit powerful to be able to see the rheumatoid arthritis in the right leg.

But I heard the old man with the red armband say: "You must have seen that my right leg is a little lame when I walk, right? And I smell the blood-activating and analgesic ointment. So this is nothing, you can look at it later."

"Ah, uncle, you are being naughty. A lame leg is not necessarily arthritis, it may be a broken leg. As for the smell of the blood-activating and analgesic ointment, who smells it? Anyway, I can't smell it standing next to you. "Zhao Qingyun was the first to be unhappy and said dissatisfiedly.

The old man with the red armband blushed slightly. He glanced at Zhao Qingyun and suddenly softened his tone and said: "Okay, even if he can see it, rheumatoid arthritis is indeed a little bit serious. But, I have five kinds of arthritis in total. If he can see all the problems, I will accept him. Otherwise, we cannot rule out that he is a liar and will not be allowed to practice medicine at the free clinic here."

"Uncle, you have more than five kinds of problems, you have ten." Chen Yang said with a smile, his eyes scanning back and forth on the red armband uncle like radar, and said: "Except for high blood pressure and rheumatoid arthritis In addition, you also have osteoporosis, lumbar disc herniation, headaches, bradycardia, chronic bronchitis, constipation, urethritis, indigestion, loss of appetite, athlete's foot and foot odor, periodontitis..."

Now that Mr. Red Armband was testing him, Chen Yang didn't hold back any longer. He gave him a full-body examination with golden fluoroscopic eyes, and listed more than a dozen diseases in one breath.

I saw that every time Chen Yang mentioned a disease, the old man's face became uglier.

At the end, when Chen Yang mentioned more than a dozen diseases, the old man's face turned black. He was even more Bao Gong than Bao Gong.

Many of the diseases Chen Yang mentioned were known to him, such as osteoporosis, lumbar disc herniation, headaches, heart problems, etc. They were all seen in the hospital and were written down in the medical records at home. Still sitting.

I haven't squatted in the queen size for three days, so it's not constipation.

The dripping and tingling pain when urinating is not urethritis.

The food doesn't taste good and the appetite is extremely poor, but it's not indigestion or loss of appetite.

Athlete's foot and foot odor can kill ants on the ground through your shoes, so you can't deny it.

"I said, you didn't read my medical records, did you? How do you know me better than I do?" The old man with the red armband said in shock. He couldn't believe it. The four words "convinced" were missing. It was all over his face, and his admiration for Chen Yang was like a torrential river, endless.

At this time, the onlookers were all shocked to the extreme. Looking at Chen Yang, they had a sense of déjà vu, as if the brat was coaxing him into a mess.

Others may be asking for help, but Mr. Red Armband can’t possibly be asking for help, right?

Just by looking at it, you can tell that someone has more than a dozen diseases, and titanium alloy dog ​​eyes are not that bad.

It is completely impossible to measure it with common sense!

"Hahaha, these are all basic operations, nothing at all." Chen Yang smiled modestly.

"Then can you cure it?" The old man with the red armband asked again, and he naturally sat down on a small stool in front of Chen Yang, putting himself into the role of a patient instead of the previous street judge.

"That's a must! If you can see but not cure, why do you want to be a doctor? It's just that you have many diseases, which are a bit troublesome to treat. You can't cure them all at once. You need to treat them in several courses." Chen Yang said.

The old man with the red armband nodded and expressed his understanding, and said: "My other illnesses are fine, but I have this headache. I can't bear the pain. When it gets severe, I bang my head against the wall. I wish I could split my head open and see what's inside." What's wrong? If you can cure it, please cure your headache first."

The old man with the red armband had a begging look on his face, and it was obvious that the headache was causing him a lot of trouble.

As he spoke, he pointed to Sun's Xinglin Medical Center and continued: "To tell you the truth, I spent more than yuan at Sun's Xinglin Medical Center and had acupuncture for several years, but the acupuncture was not good. If you can Cure my headache and I will thank you for being my ancestor for eight lifetimes."

Everyone laughed when they heard this and thought the old man was quite cute.

Thanks to his eight generations of ancestors, it’s a shame he figured it out.

"Oops, I'm so excited that my head hurts again." The old man with the red armband suddenly held his head with both hands, and it turned out that the headache was coming back.

"Old man, sit still and don't move. I'll give you an injection now. You'll be fine soon." Chen Yang also became serious, quickly took out a silver needle and inserted it into the Baihui point on the top of the old man's head.

Then he gently rubbed the silver needle, and threads of black and yellow true energy poured in from the silver needle.

"what!"

The old man with the red armband seemed to be in more pain, his face turned blue, his teeth were clenched, his hands were clenched into fists, and his body was shaking.

Everyone looked nervous, fearing that the old man would make a mistake.

"Oh, look, he's going to die. A quack doctor is a quack doctor. He's not here to treat people, he's clearly here for a funeral. Uncle, don't let him give you acupuncture. If he keeps acupuncture on you, something will happen. Hurry up and go to Xinglin. Let's go to the medical clinic." A middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses said, scolding Chen Yang, as if he was doing it for the good of the old man.

"Shut up and stop sowing discord here. I see you came from Xinglin Medical Center. You should be a doctor at Xinglin Medical Center, right?" Zhao Qingyun scolded the middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses.

Just now she saw with her own eyes this man with gold-rimmed glasses coming out of the medical clinic, pretending to be a melon-eater. He must have no good intentions.