"Yes, I know Doctor Qin too, and my father-in-law has even seen him. His medical skills are indeed great."

Another person came over and said with a smile.

"The two elder brothers have passed the award. I am just a little doctor, not as magical as you said."

Qin Ze said with a smile.

"Doctor Qin, we can see your medical skills for all, so don't be humble."

"Yes, you deserve the name of a miracle doctor."

After hearing what the two guests said, Wang Guilin and his wife were relieved.

To be honest, they just wanted to give it a try at the beginning, but now it seems that they have indeed met a miracle doctor today and are very happy.

Aunt Fang looked at Qin Ze with an excited face and said with a smile: "Doctor Qin, I'll ask you for my illness, thank you."

"Aunt Fang, you are polite, I will definitely do my best."

Qin Ze said with a smile.

Dr. Wang has practiced medicine for decades and has never left the mountains, but in these ten miles and villages, he has never seen such a young Chinese medicine doctor. When he heard everyone calling Qin Ze a miracle doctor, he felt extremely displeased and snorted coldly: "I call myself a miracle doctor at a young age, and I am not afraid of flashing my tongue."

Qin Ze didn't care about Dr. Wang's cold words, but just smiled faintly.

Looking at the boy in front of him, Dr. Wang was so angry that his face was even worse than pork liver. He stared at Qin Ze with his eyes unhappy, waiting for him to make a fool of himself and make a joke.

Qin Ze's hands were intertwined up and down, and his hands were like lightning, like afterimage. In an instant, dozens of silver needles appeared on Wang Guilin's acupoints on his back.

Then, Qin Ze took the longest silver needle and stabbed it into Wang Guilin's head without hesitation. He pulled it and twisted it, then held his right hand and asked, "Uncle Wang, how do you feel now?"

"I...I feel uncomfortable..." Wang Guilin frowned, his expression looked very painful, and he said weakly.

Seeing Wang Guilin's painful expression, the onlookers couldn't help but look tight. Dr. Wang, who was standing beside him, looked like he was not interested in watching the fun. He felt so happy.

Qin Ze hurriedly took out another silver needle and stabbed Wang Guilin's Renzhong acupoint. He said patiently: "Uncle Wang, listen to me now, take a deep breath, yes, exhale, inhale..." Three minutes later, Wang Guilin's frowning brows unfolded instantly, and said in surprise: "I feel warm all over my body, as if something is wandering. The feeling is very comfortable, and I instantly feel appetizing, and I really want to eat."

"Haha, that's good. It means that the treatment has played a role. If you want to eat, after the treatment is over, please ask Aunt Fang to prepare some of the things you usually like to eat and eat more."

Qin Ze laughed while treating him.

"well."

Half an hour later, as the treatment ended, the swelling on Wang Guilin's face significantly reduced a lot.

Seeing this amazing change, not only Aunt Fang, but also the onlookers were stunned and looked at Wang Guilin in disbelief.

"The miracle doctor is worthy of being a miracle doctor, and his medical skills are amazing."

Aunt Fang screamed excitedly.

During this period, Wang Guilin has been tortured by illness. No matter what medicine he takes, it has no effect. In the past half a month, he has hardly left the room and has never eaten well. She sees it all and hurts her heart, but she can't help even if she is anxious.

Suddenly seeing her husband's condition improve, she cried with joy, hugged Wang Guilin and smiled, "That's great, so good..." Seeing Wang Guilin and Aunt Fang so excited, Qin Ze's lips also raised their mouths, and a happy smile appeared on his face, and he was really happy for them.

Just when everyone was happy, Dr. Wang said unhappily: "The blind cat meets a dead mouse. What a shame? At most, it's just luck!"

After hearing his words, everyone looked at him with contempt. Several guests wanted to stand up for Qin Ze, but were stopped by Qin Ze.

Qin Ze was not angry, but instead smiled faintly and said, "If Dr. Wang is not convinced, we can have a competition on the spot. What do you think?

Do you dare to accept the challenge?”

"Hmph, I have been practicing medicine for decades, but I have two brushes. What's there to dare to do?"

"That's good!"

Qin Ze smiled and said, turning around and looking at everyone and said, "Whose friend can come out and let us treat him if he is sick."

"Doctor Qin, my father has been tortured by illness recently. He happened to take him out to play this time. Can you help him see?"

A young man in his thirties hurriedly ran up and said.

"sure."

"Okay, okay, I'll push my father over here."

With Qin Ze's permission, the man hurriedly ran to push his father over.

The man was also considered to be a speedy person. In less than five minutes, he pushed a wheelchair and walked over. The middle-aged man sitting in the wheelchair was his father.

This father is at most in his fifties. He may have looked very young because he pays more attention to maintenance. However, during this period, he has been tortured by illness and looks much haggard.

"Two doctors, I'll ask you for my father's illness."

The man looked at Qin Ze and Dr. Wang and said politely.

Qin Ze did not say anything, nodded, looked at Dr. Wang and said, "Respecting the elderly and loving the young is a traditional virtue of China. Dr. Wang, please ask first."

"Since my friend said that, I'm better obey my duty than respect."

Dr. Wang was not polite, so he glanced at Qin Ze and came to the patient in diameter.

Dr. Wang just put his hands on the patient's wrist, put them slightly, smiled, and said proudly: "I'm fine, it's your turn."

Qin Ze smiled slightly, nodded, then squatted down and began to take the patient's pulse.

Seeing Qin Ze taking his pulse, Dr. Wang thought about the patient's condition slightly, then wrote his treatment on paper, then handed it to the young man, and said, "Follow this prescription to get the medicine, and ensure that your father's condition will be cured in half a month."

"Okay, thank you, Doctor."

Qin Ze also finished his pulse soon, but unexpectedly, he did not prescribe the prescription.

His current medical skills have reached the point of perfection. As long as it is not a terminal illness, he can see through the pathogenesis and pathology with just one glance at the patient. Moreover, he took a pulse just now.

He didn't have to look at the prescriptions prescribed by Dr. Wang to know what medicine he wrote on the prescription. He smiled faintly and said, "Doctor Wang, I'm sorry, your prescription is not good."

"You didn't even look at it, and you were talking nonsense here. How could the prescription I prescribed cannot work?"

Dr. Wang's face was as gloomy as ink.

"How can I do it if the medicine is not right?"

Qin Ze said seriously.
Chapter completed!