My favorite big treasure

Master Kuang motioned to Mr. Zhang to roll up his trousers and check his lesions.

Mr. Zhang's two sons squatted down to help him lift his trouser legs up to the bottom of his legs. The reporter who was in charge of taking pictures yesterday immediately pointed the camera at the old man's legs.

I only heard a lot of gasps from around.

Xu Weiran was shocked, he hurried to look at Han Que, Han Que's expression was very stable.

Master Kuang and Qiu Chuanbo were dumbfounded, unable to believe what they saw in their eyes.

I saw that the shriveled tumors from yesterday had dried up to only a layer of fleshy skin that had lost its elasticity and vitality, and was tightly attached to the skin. The traces of the ointment were almost invisible, and there was a slight smell like rotten flesh. angry.

Qiu Chuanbai stepped forward to check carefully, but Mr. Zhang's eldest son stopped him, "Don't touch my father!"

His father can only let these two doctors come to see him.

"I....I'm also a doctor, so I'll just take a look at his lesions." Yesterday he saw those sarcoid tumors that were gradually shrinking. He imagined that today they would be more shriveled, but he didn't expect the effect to be like this Miraculously, there is almost no raised grainy thing that is dry now.

At this time, Mr. Zhang's complexion was a little better. He looked at Han Que kindly, "Doctor, look at my situation. This is, isn't it good?"

Han Que was also very satisfied with the effect, he leaned closer and directly touched the skin with his hands wearing sterile gloves, discarded the whole thing, pressed and kneaded every inch of his leg carefully.

Master Kuang stared at his hand.The actions above, no words for the time being.

"You are not allowed to do it!" the man spoke again.

"You're never finished. People just touch you and then interrupt. Isn't this a treatment?" The old people who were watching nervously in the front row outside began to complain, and some gathered together to discuss.

"Yesterday was much more serious than this. Did you see that the medicine given by that handsome doctor is really effective."

"It's a pity! If that doctor did it, it should be easier to succeed. After all, he understands the old brother's illness.

"It's really a group of people who are full and have nothing to do. The real scammers set up a stall in the vegetable market to sell medicine, and in the pharmacy [the population measures the blood pressure and then fools people to buy their expensive health care products. The young man obviously has real talents, and you have also heard from the old master just now that the family kung fu has been passed down for hundreds of years, no matter what, you have a few brushes."

...Stop talking, this is the way things are in this world now.

......

"Master Kuang, come and touch it." Han Que stepped aside.

Master Kuang also presses and kneads carefully inch by inch, and carefully senses the situation inside with his head half sideways.

"It seems that there are still many nodules, which are very small. If you don't touch them carefully, you can't feel them at all." Master Kuang said.

"Yes, the roots haven't been broken." Han Que said again.

"You want to remove the nodules in the flesh little by little?" Master Kuang was slightly surprised, "Should I go to the hospital? If it's just a small piece, it's okay to operate here, but the area is too large It’s too big, and the sanitation conditions here are not ideal.”

Everyone around swallowed nervously.

I thought that if those sarcoid tumors shriveled up, there would be no big problem, but judging from the meaning of these two people, this would require a major operation.

"Father, let's... go to the big hospital?"

"No!" Mr. Zhang waved his hands stubbornly, "I'm right here."

Not only was Han Que not nervous, but he smiled, "Don't worry, it's a good thing. If you can't feel the nodules, it's bad.

"How to say?" Master Kuang asked.

"Nodules indicate that the toxins are still gathered in one place, and it will be more convenient to remove the poison later."

"Extract the poison? Or yesterday's plaster?" Master Kuang was waiting for that plaster.

Qiu Chuanbai, who was waiting to watch and refused to leave, was shocked.

He studied the medicine all night and didn't come up with it!

"It's time to change the prescription. Add some flavors to my original one." Han Que said, and glanced at the staff member of the Ministry of Health who had been targeting him.

"He doesn't have a license, so he can't prescribe medicine." That guy is also a swindler, Ma.Then he yelled.

Mr. Zhang's second son didn't remind him this time. He grabbed the other party's collar from behind, dragged him out, and threw him into the flower bed outside. When the man reacted and shouted for help, he jumped up and slapped him Mouth, wrestle with him

Captain Wu pretended he didn't see it at first, and he and two of his subordinates went over to stop the man after he had been hit more than a dozen times. The son kicked at the waist, "Damn it, you dare to hit me!"

"There was a fight in the street, take them both back." Captain Wu winked, and his subordinates cut the two of them behind their backs and put their hands on their shoulders and walked out of the old street.

The two staff members who followed them were a bit puzzled.

Captain Wu said to them: "Go and see your little leader, come out on business and fight with the common people, this matter is really bad, you should quickly contact your boss and see how this matter can be resolved."

These two people came here with the leader, and they didn't understand what happened at first, but as the conflict gradually deepened, they could see that the little leader came here by no means by chance, the words in his words Targeting is already obvious.What their little leader likes to do most is to secretly take some contributions, and then intervene in things that he shouldn't be involved in.This has nothing to do with them. They can't get or eat anyway, so why stay and make trouble?

The two employees left knowingly.What are you doing here?Are you being beaten?

The eldest son implored Han Que at this time: "Doctor Han, then you can do it now.

He could see that Master Kuang really didn't study his father's disease. Now that the unsightly person is gone, it's safest to let this doctor who knows how to treat him take care of it.

"Master Kuang, let's do it. What that person said just now is correct, I really don't have a qualification certificate." Han Que explained gently.

The doctors in those hospitals didn't suspect him when he rescued Aunt Hua, but when he rescued the comatose man, Xu Weiran was already alert and asked the woman to sign the agreement, and now he did it in front of so many people, He can do it, but if the guarantee is not complete, he will intentionally make a fuss about it, so it's better to be cautious.

Mr. Zhang also understood, and stopped his eldest son, "We didn't think carefully. Boss, don't make things difficult for the doctor."

Because of his illness, the doctor was humiliated in public.How can I let others take responsibility for my own risk?

"Drink the medicine first." Han Que said.

Yang Ye handed the bowl of "Mabosan" to the other party, and Mr. Zhang drank it up in one gulp, and his mood stabilized at this time.

As soon as the medicine dissipated, he felt calmer in his heart, and every beating organ in his body relaxed the original rhythm as if enjoying it slowly. His legs and arms soon went limp and boneless, but His consciousness was still very clear, and he knew that the bowl of anesthetic had worked.

Master Kuang stretched out his hand and shook it in front of the old man's eyes. Seeing his eyes that could still move, he thought that "Mabosan" was useless, so he pulled his arm, raised it high and let it go, and it fell cleanly with a "pop" , This shows that his body has entered a state of paralysis.

"He... is still conscious." Master Kuang was ecstatic, "But his body is already in a state of general anesthesia."

"Impossible!" Qiu Chuanbai hurriedly turned around, how much he wanted to get closer and take a closer look.But the eldest son and granddaughter of the Zhang family guarded him like thieves.

"How can it be possible to do this by just drinking medicine? Even Western medicine only needs general anesthesia, so he is not even conscious. He just drinks a bowl of medicine to regain consciousness and numb the limbs...doctor , don't you read it wrong?"

"Did I read it wrong? You boy! Well, come and see!"

Kuang Tianzhu blew his beard and stared angrily.

Qiu Chuanbai was about to come over with a look of joy, but Han Que said, "No need, Master Kuang, let's start right away, don't pay attention to other people's doubts."

He wanted to provoke Dr. Kuang to take the opportunity to touch him twice, but he couldn't get his wish.

Master Kuang also came back, and cast a displeased look at Qiu Chuanbai out of the corner of his eye.

Sure enough, cunning enough.

Han Que called Xu Weiran over, and stopped Yang Ye, "You two go get medicine.

As he spoke, he told Xu Weiran what medicine he needed, and how to reconcile it.

Xu Weiran panicked, "...can I?"

Han Que encouraged him: "No problem, Yang Ye is here."

Xu Weiran strengthened his confidence, and went to get medicine in the small tea room with Yang Ye.

According to Han Que's instructions, he added the medicine to be used into the large ointment made yesterday, and he came out feeling a little apprehensive.

Han Que took the bowl of ointment in his hand and closed it.The upper eye sniffed lightly, then nodded and smiled at Xu Weiran.

no problem.

Xu Weiran breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and a bright atmosphere burst into his heart at this moment.

The bowl of ointment was handed over to Master Kuang, and Master Kuang pricked dozens of small needle holes on the old man's leg with a silver needle according to Han Que's instructions, and then spread the ointment evenly on it.

Mr. Zhang kept his eyes on his legs. He really didn't feel the slightest bit at this moment. When he applied the ointment yesterday, he could still feel a burning force. Now....his body and His senses were disconnected and he didn't respond in any way.

The people outside who drank the soup took the opportunity of drinking the soup to stand close and take a look. After being urged by the people behind, they ran to the shopping line to line up. It doesn't matter to them that they can't see it at a distance.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from inside the shop.

"What's the matter?" The people outside were more nervous than those inside.

A few younger men ran to the door regardless of the obstruction, grabbed the door frame and looked inside.

The security guard hurried forward to drive them away, but the security guard was also stunned after taking a look, forgetting what he was doing right now.

Seeing that the queue was about to be chaotic again, and other people wanted to rush over to watch the excitement, Captain Wu, who was shocked by the scene in front of him, stood at the [doorway] and quickly recovered, turned around to stop them: "Give me all of them!" Line up and don't squeeze over, anyone who comes over will come back to the police station with me today to stay overnight."

Those people who were just about to move were only restrained by the rapidly magnified curiosity in their hearts after being shouted at by him.

"Why are you standing still, please keep these people away." Captain Wu said to the two dumbfounded security guards.

Only then did the security guard come to his senses and drive away those guys who rushed over and looked dumbfounded.

"What's the matter? What did you see?" As soon as these few returned to the team, someone pulled them to ask about the situation.

"I'm not sure if I'm dazzled." These people looked at each other, "Can you all see clearly?"

"What did you see??" The people around were scared to death by them.

"Then... on the old man's leg, in those shriveled sarcomas... it seems, there seems to be, there are, there are black, long, bug-like things that are squeezing out by themselves." This person recalled being shot just now. In the picture in the picture, the index finger and thumb compare the length of a fava bean.

"That's right, that's what I saw. It's not a bug, it's a sticky object like, like black clay... When no one squeezed the old man's leg, the thing , I am really drilling myself out...