Choose one of the three at the beginning, and I will become the successor of the medical saint

Chapter 8 The art of traditional Chinese medicine has a long history

"Can I trust you?" the woman asked, her delicate face was serious and firm.

Hearing this sentence, Xiao Han knew that this might be his only chance to make a comeback in the hospital.

Liao Zheng's attacks were all-pervasive, and he couldn't be tolerated at all. He had to fight back!

Xiao Han turned around, looked sincerely into the woman's big eyes, and said seriously: "As long as you are willing to believe in me, I will give you a miracle!"

"Is there anything I need to prepare for this treatment?"

"No, silver needles are enough."

"Then choose a time, I will wait for you in the hospital."

"Now you can."

"Then now. If you can really remove the scars on my legs, I will definitely repay you!" The woman's delicate face came closer, and the hot air hit Xiao Han's ears, making his heart beat faster.

"Miss Nan, whether it's surgery or acupuncture, it's not a fun thing to do. It must be dealt with seriously. As far as I know, Xiao Han is just an intern doctor, and now he has been demoted to a nurse. What he said must be taken seriously. It's unbelievable." For some reason, Doctor Liu said hastily, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

"If there is a mistake in the treatment, will it affect my body?" the woman asked.

"No, acupuncture doesn't have so many side effects." Xiao Han replied.

"You have also heard that Xiao Han has made it clear that acupuncture and moxibustion will not cause side effects. Since you are powerless as the attending doctor, why don't I let him try?" the woman said.

"Medical skills are not child's play!"

"Then can you cure me?"

Dr. Liu was speechless, and could only look at Xiao Han with resentful eyes.

"Why do you stop Xiao Han from helping me again and again, just because of his low status? Or, you have ulterior motives?!" The woman's voice became louder, and finally it was icy cold.

It's like a cold pool under the Nine Netherworld, it's frightening!

"You misunderstood, I have no other ideas, just for your own good." Doctor Liu explained with complicated eyes.

"You'd better not, otherwise, your life is in danger!" The woman's eyes were fierce, then she turned around, gave Xiao Han a wink, and said softly, "Little brother, help him heal now."

Change your face faster than flipping a book!
Xiao Han nodded, not daring to slack off in the slightest. The woman in front of him was moody and eccentric. He had to heal her as soon as possible and avoid getting along with her in the future, otherwise, she might swallow her bones.

Xiao Han touched the woman's smooth thigh, feeling the touch, his heart fluttered, coughed, calmed down, took out a silver needle from the needle box, and stabbed it around the scar.

If there is a Chinese medicine doctor here, you will immediately find that although Xiao Han's silver needles are used in a disorderly manner, if you look carefully, you will find that these silver needles form a curved Eight Diagrams around the scar.

And those interns didn't understand the mystery at all, so they snorted coldly and smiled disdainfully.

In their cognition, when one gets sick, one should take injections and take medicine. Acupuncture and moxibustion, an ancient method, have long been eliminated by the times. They were all fraudulently used by ancient doctors in the rivers and lakes. Even if they are effective occasionally, they are not as effective as western medicine.

Xiao Han has a serious expression and his hands are like lightning.

Recover the silver needles on the woman's thighs quickly, and in a regular and rhythmic manner, not indiscriminately.

2 minute later.

Xiao Han took a deep breath, stood up, and found that his body was a bit heavy.

What he didn't expect was that acupuncture treatment would consume so much energy.

"Wait a little longer, and the scar will disappear." Xiao Han said.

"Xiao Han, you're really good at pretending. Being a nurse is a waste of your talents. How wonderful it is to switch to fortune-telling. With your acting skills and your ability to cheat, you can't get rich?" The intern laughed.

"Hey, the times are going backwards. Acupuncture can cure diseases that cannot be cured by advanced medical treatment, hahaha."

"It's funny, someone can help you contact the psychiatry department and prepare in advance, lest it's too late."

Dr. Liu looked at each other coldly. He is considered a veteran in the hospital. He has never heard of acupuncture and moxibustion in traditional Chinese medicine can have such a miraculous effect. If acupuncture is so powerful, why do you need western medicine?
Time passed quickly, 1 minutes passed.

Suddenly, the woman exclaimed, "It really works, the scars disappeared!"

"What!" Dr. Liu subconsciously looked towards the woman's thigh. It doesn't matter if you don't look at it. When he looked, he found that the scar on the leg was like a watermark on a hot pot, gradually evaporating.

What the hell?

"How is it possible!?" Several interns felt that their worldview was being subverted, and their university studies were in vain.

With their exclamations and screams.

With the passage of time, the scar continued to shrink. In less than half a minute, the 20-centimeter scar disappeared completely, and even the stitches were squeezed out by the new skin.

Looking up, the woman's legs were delicate and smooth, as if there had never been any injuries.

"What the hell is going on here? Is this a dream?" Several interns looked at each other, and they all saw incredible expressions in each other's eyes.

Dr. Liu's eyes widened, his whole body was like a sculpture, and he was immediately dumbfounded. He has been practicing medicine for many years, and he has never seen such a miraculous scene. It is simply a skillful and artistic acupuncture!

He firmly grabbed Xiao Han's shoulder, and quickly asked, "Can you tell me how you did it?"

"Didn't you see it with your own eyes, why bother?" Xiao Han replied.

"Is this really acupuncture from Chinese medicine? Don't lie to me!" Doctor Liu's eyes were full of enthusiasm.

"I have told you that Chinese medicine has a long history and can be passed down for thousands of years, so it must have its uniqueness." Xiao Han said.

"This thing is not."

"Shut up, get out." The woman interrupted what Dr. Liu was about to say, with an impatient look on her face.

Without saying a word, Dr. Liu opened the door and left, with strong jealousy in his eyes.

The other interns followed, feeling equally indignant.

Being taken care of by such a beautiful woman, she also possesses the stitches that turn decay into magic.

Most importantly, Xiao Han is still so young, so there is huge room for future development.

"Ms. Liu, Xiao Han must be playing tricks, it's all a lie."

"That's right, if such people stay in the hospital, they will be a threat to us sooner or later, isn't it, a scourge."

"How could there be such a miraculous thing in the world, I want to report him to the hospital's senior management."

"Shut up! Go find Dr. Liao and tell him something serious happened." Dr. Liu said with a sullen face.

"I saw him at the nursing station when I accompanied you to get the silver needle."

"I'll go over now, and when you return to your posts, just act as if nothing happened, do you understand?" Doctor Liu's expression turned ugly.

Seeing Dr. Liu struggling to suppress the anger in his heart, several people didn't dare to ask questions at the critical moment, so they simply left.

Dr. Liu looked up at the ceiling, tried to calm down, and walked towards the nursing station.

(End of this chapter)