Chapter 232: Master

When the patient heard that the condition was serious, he nervously asked, "Doctor, what disease did I have? Does it cost a lot of money?"
The economic development of the western Xinjiang region is lagging, and the income of residents is not high. Once a serious illness occurs, a considerable number of families cannot afford it. Some people even stay away from the high cost of treatment and die at home.
Zhang Jun understood her feelings and said in a gentle tone: "Don't worry, it won't cost a lot of money to treat this disease, up to 1,000 yuan."
The patient breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's not a thousand yuan. I have a cooperative medical service and can reimburse more than half of the money."
Zhang Jun thought for a while, and then said: "However, you have cancer. This disease is more difficult to treat. You must actively cooperate with the treatment, understand?"
When it heard that it was cancer, the patient's emotions suddenly became agitated, his face was desperate, and tears rolled down his eyes.
Zhang Jun hurriedly persuaded: "Cancer is not a terminal illness. You have to trust a doctor, and you can definitely cure the disease." Zhang Jun said, "Your cancer is early, and early cancer can be cured."
After finally letting the other party calm down, Zhang Jun took her to the treatment room and used the method of internal vigorous massage supplemented by acupuncture to smooth her meridian Qi and blood, which would relieve her pain.
In the second step, he used one yang finger plus Buddha's eye golden light to regulate the patient's body. The essence of cancer is the chaos of the vital order of the human body. Cells grow wildly without restraint, and eventually lead to the death of the body.
What Zhang Jun has to do now is to smooth the biological mechanism of the human body and restore it to normal. This can't be done in a day or two, so he asks the patient to come for treatment once a day.
Although only one patient was received that day, Zhang Jun still waited until six o'clock in the afternoon to get off work. Back home, Xiaocao has already prepared dinner and cleaned the house spotlessly.
After eating the food she cooked and feeling the atmosphere of home, Zhang Jun suddenly felt a warmth in his heart. Shouldn't he also become a family? Every night I hold Lin Xian on the sofa and watch TV, and then accompany her crazy until midnight , Can stay in bed the next day.
But when he thought of starting a family, he suddenly got a headache. If you marry Lin Xian, how should Ge Xiaoxian, Su Xiaoyu, Shen Rong, and Shangguan Mixue face?
Seeing that Zhang Jun suddenly showed a bitter melon face, Xiaocao smiled lightly: "Big Brother Zhang, what's the matter with you? Is the food not tasty?"
"Ah, it's delicious, it's delicious." Zhang Jun said quickly.
Xiaocao smiled slightly: "I am studying cooking today. I have tried all these dishes and they taste good."
Zhang Jun praised: "Xiaocao, you must be a good wife and mother when you are married. I don't know who will be blessed to marry you."
Xiao Cao Qiao blushed and said, "I won't marry."
In this way, Zhang Junyi went back and forth between the hospital and the community for several days, and he rarely lived a few days of ordinary people's peaceful life. On the fifth day, he found that the cancer cells in the female patient had been greatly reduced and should be cured in two or three days.
The spirit of the female patient is getting better day by day. She is very grateful to Zhang Jun and thinks that he is the messenger sent by God to save her suffering.
On the seventh day, the female patient recovered completely. All her family members went to the hospital to thank them and gave a silk banner and some gifts. This scene attracted many patients onlookers. It was only then that people knew that the level of this young Chinese medicine doctor was so high that even cancer can be cured!
So in the next few days, Zhang Jun's place to sit in the clinic gradually increased. Colds, fevers, coughs, allergies, toothaches, cramps, etc., all kinds of diseases recovered one by one under his superb medical skills, and he did not spend much money.
Among them, two cancer patients were cured by him, one with lung cancer and the other with belly cancer.
So not long after, the name of Fang Shaoqiang, a young Chinese medicine doctor, spread around nearby, and many people did not hesitate to rush here for treatment from hundreds of miles away. At this time, Zhang Jun took the measure of receiving patients in a limited amount, treating only ten patients a day, and the extra patients had to queue up.
In this way, a large amount of cloth can only be numbered in the back, and someone will wait for a few days. Many people waited a month later, so they couldn't wait and had to see a western doctor. Only those patients who have suffered years of chronic diseases can persist and find Zhang to treat them.
During the course of treatment, if a patient asked about his medical skills, he would occasionally reveal a trace of information, that is, his master is an outsider, and he is familiar with a magical method of healing, called a Yangzhi, which can make people Restore health without injections and medicine.
Three weeks later, as soon as Zhang Jun and Xiaocao had dinner, someone knocked on the door. Opening the door, he saw a bald young ethnic man walking away with a gift box in his hand.
The door was opened by Xiaocao. She looked at the other person and asked, "Are you?"
The man's eyes had an unconcealable scent of yin prey, although he was smiling, which made Xiaocao vigilant.
"Haha, I am the patient's family member, and I came here to express my gratitude to Doctor Fang." The man said, nodding and bowing when speaking, very polite and polite.
Xiaocao invited him into the room. Zhang Jun looked at him and asked, "Which patient's family are you?"
The smile on the man's face disappeared, and he seriously said: "Mr. Fang, my family's illness is very serious. I hope you can follow me to treat him for a while."
Zhang Jun waved his hand: "I'm sorry, I'm not going to the clinic. If you want to treat your family member, take him to the hospital tomorrow."
"Mr. Fang!" The man raised his voice, "As long as you agree to visit the clinic, the cost of the visit will be negotiated."
Zhang Jun said indifferently: "I said I won't go to the doctor, please come back."
A fierce light flashed in the man's eyes, staring at Zhang Jun and said, "Mr. Fang, sorry, whether you agree or not, you have to come with me today!"
Zhang Jun's eyes were cold, and said: "Want to use strong?"
The man sighed softly: "I respect Mr. Fang very much and hope that Mr. Fang can cooperate. This will be good for everyone."
Zhang Jun laughed "hehe", his laughter was very cold: "I have a bad temper, and I don't like being threatened."
The man looked ugly and said, "Since Mr. Fang toasts and doesn't eat fine wine, don't blame us for being impolite!"
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The door of the room was kicked open from the front door, and five young and strong men rushed in in file, surrounding Zhang Jun and Xiaocao in the center, each with a bad face.
Zhang Jun opened his eyes and said, "You are looking for death!" Then he shook his figure. Everyone only felt a flower in front of their eyes and a numbness in their waists. They were inexplicably obsessed with the ground, lost their combat effectiveness, and their hearts were shocked to the extreme.
Zhang Jun looked down at the six people and said coldly: "Who are you guys anyway?"
The bald man struggled to sit up from the ground. He took out a sharp knife from his arms, and then placed it on his neck aorta with difficulty, gritted his teeth and said: "Mr. Fang, I beg you to help my family. It was me just now. Reckless, I am willing to commit suicide and apologize."
After speaking, he slashed the knife fiercely to cut the artery to commit suicide.
Zhang Jun stretched out his hand and grabbed the sharp knife. He frowned and said, "You people are inexplicable. I said that I wouldn't go to the doctor. Why is it so difficult?"
One of the other five people suddenly gritted his teeth and heard a "click", and a lot of blood shed from his mouth. The man actually bit his tongue cruelly. He opened his eyes wide, pointed at himself, and pointed at the door.
Zhang Jun was taken aback, and quickly used a Yang finger to close his qi and blood to prevent him from losing too much blood and dying. Then he shouted angrily: "What are you doing?"
The bald man said solemnly: "Mr. Fang, please come with us! Otherwise, we will all die here!"
Xiaocao turned pale with fright. She saw these people begging Zhang Jun with self-harm, and she couldn't bear to push Zhang Jun, and said in a low voice, "Shaoqiang, why don't you go. Come early."
Zhang Jun said: "Cao'er, who knows the origin of these people, I will not go out."
Xiaocao sighed and said: "Shaoqiang, the doctors are parents. You should go there anyway. If the patient's condition is delayed, it will be bad. That is a life. Didn't you say that all living things are equal in this world? Regardless of the origin of the other party, it is a patient."
This was a hint. Zhang Jun hesitated for a moment and asked the bald man: "Where does your family live? Isn't it far?"
"Not far, not far." The bald man replied with a smile of joy when he saw a turnaround. "We have a car and can be there in just over an hour.
Zhang Jun said helplessly, "Well, I'll go with you."
Zhang Jun and a few people walked out of the room. Rose, who was in charge of monitoring, immediately issued an order: "The target appears, all units pay close attention to it! Ready to act at any time!"
Zhang Jun was asked to get into a van, and the car sprinted towards the east. In the car, the bald young man talked with Zhang Jun very politely, asking about his ancestors, hometown, etc.
Zhang Jun remained silent most of the time, only occasionally responding to a few sentences.
After an hour and a half, the car arrived in a residential area and stopped in front of a three-story building. Zhang Jun went upstairs under the leadership of the bald man and was invited into a living room to wait.
In about a minute, a white man entered the living room. This man looks at least sixty or seventy years old, wearing a large white robe, wrinkled face, but very bright eyes. He looked at Zhang Jun, as if to see him through.
As soon as the white man appeared, Zhang Jun was surprised. Under the perspective of the Buddha's eyes, he saw a group of dreamlike lights and shadows flickering in the opponent's brain. Every time it flickered, countless images appeared in turn.
At the same time, he felt a strange force enveloped him, causing him to feel extremely disgusted. At this moment, there was warmth in the left eye, and a large amount of golden light spread down, instantly dispelling the bad feeling.
The white man watched Zhang Jun for three full minutes, and then left without a word. Then the bald youth appeared again, with a happy expression: "Mr. Fang, we will go to see the patient now."
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