Chapter 262: Cure

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Mr. Du ’s majesty is very heavy. Unlike ordinary bosses, he is like a gangster.
Saying to let the two entourages kowtow again to admit their mistakes, no matter what they think, the surface is absolutely compliant.
Instantly, I slapped my head and then kowtowed. The whole process, like flowing clouds and flowing water, is smooth and silky. I don't know how many times I have practiced in the past to achieve my current proficiency.
After the beating, the mouth was swollen.
Mr. Du did not change his face and smiled, "So, can the old doctor be satisfied?"
"Uh, I'm actually very young. I'm only 18 years old this year. Just call me a little doctor." Wang Ping'an is very humble, honest, and explained seriously.
"..." Mr. Du was as uncomfortable as eating a fly.
"..." The two entourages felt their mouths were swollen and their faces hurt more. I wondered whether they would get another meal next.
"..." Tang Shenyi felt that the rural routine was so deep. As a disciple, it was wrong to say anything, and he was very tired.
"Haha, it doesn't matter how old we are. After we finish the foreplay, should we be cured?" Mr. Du Lao deserved to be an old river and lake, breaking his teeth and swallowing in his stomach. On the surface, it was still like a spring breeze.
"Well, it seems to be. Is it necessary to discuss the cost before treatment?" Wang Ping asked.
"Yes, please ask the doctor to make an offer. If you can afford it, you must give it away." Mr. Du Lao said.
Wang Ping thought about it, calculated it, and finally stretched out a finger.
He felt that he had to use a drop of Shennong mineral water for so long after working so hard.
Do n’t ask God why healing is so cheap, because no middleman makes the difference.
"One million? OK, as long as it can help me get rid of the three poisons in my body, the old man can pay immediately." Mr. Du Lao looked as usual, obviously he didn't take this money into his eyes.
"Poof!" Wang Ping'an almost spit out old blood. He only wanted 10,000 yuan. Why did you give 1 million?
You are so generous, it will make me think that the asking price is too low.
I already knew that you are so rich, I just shouted three million, five million.
It's so refreshing to earn enough for a lifetime.
No more farming, no more farming, no need to work hard to get rid of the early greed ... uh, right or wrong, I seem to have never done this, since I have recovered my soul, I have been a boss and haven't worked hard.
In short, if you can earn more, why do you earn less?
"What's wrong with you, doctor?" Mr. Du asked nervously.
"I, I ... well, I will help you treat it well, but you remember to keep it secret, don't say, your disease is cured by me." Wang Ping An finished, his hands shook, and three strange things appeared in his palm in an instant. Shennong needle.
"Why?" Mr. Du asked puzzlingly.
"What do you say?" Wang Ping couldn't find a suitable reason for a moment, so he asked.
"Because I used to be a tomb thief? I used to be a gang boss? I used to be a gambling drugger? I used to kill people like hemp? Alright! "
"Now, I support the disaster-stricken areas every year, and support the poor students in the mountain villages every year. I often donate anonymously to the Red Cross. If I have a good person card, I can receive a bunch of them every day."
"Alas, the heroes do n’t mention the bravery of those days. I ’m very low-key. I do n’t talk about the glory that I once had. I can assure you that as long as you can cure the disease, I will never mention it to anyone. I will keep you 100% confidential. . "
Mr. Du Lao promised.
"... Well, I believe it." Wang Ping'an always feels that this old man is not reliable, but when people come to see a doctor, can't you kill him on the spot?
The three Shennong needles are all lit up, and it is not easy to kill him on the spot.
Besides, "Shen Nong Medical Code" will only see a doctor, not kill people invisible.
No matter how dissatisfied I am, I can only bear it. Heal him first.
In the future, if he feels uncomfortable, he will throw a stone and kill him.
As a doctor, saving and killing must not be confused, and professional ethics do not allow him to do so.
In thinking, Wang Ping'an shot instantly, inserted three silver needles in the center of his head, centered in his heart, and centered in Dantian.
The three long Shennong needles are inserted all the way in, but the needle handle emits a strange high-frequency vibration, buzzing like a mosquito.
"This, this is ..." Mr. Du was stunned. Since he became ill and poisoned, he didn't have less acupuncture and even learned acupuncture techniques by himself, but never experienced such a magic acupuncture.
The stiff veins in the body vibrated synchronously from top to bottom as if they were alive again, and the whole body was numb. It seemed that tens of thousands of ants gnawed on the bones.
"It hurts, it's not right, ah ... it hurts and itches, why is this happening?" Mr. Du is also a ruthless man, clenching his teeth, he just couldn't let himself cry.
"My acupuncture is like this, you just get used to it. Hold on for ten minutes, and I will give you another pill." Wang Ping said, turned around and walked to the medicine rack behind him, and took out a few Chinese herbs.
His speed is so fast that even Tang Shenyi cannot see what medicine he took.
Then I found a tamping pot and smashed the Chinese medicine in my hands.
When Tang Shenyi asked for honey to make pills, when everyone didn't pay attention, a drop of Shennong mineral water was dripped into it, and finally a generous black pill was given.
The outside of the pill is ordinary, as big as a thumb, and because of the addition of honey, it tastes a little sweet.
At this time, Mr. Du had already cried a lot, and the patients waiting in line were impatient and had urged several times.
However, Tang Shenyi was still very bluffing, and shouted on the spot: "Who can't wait for someone to get out!"
As soon as this remark came out, the patients waiting in line no longer dared to make a complaint.
"Professor, ten minutes is enough, is it enough? I can't help it." Mr. Du has already sweated or itchy.
Sweat oozes and sticks to the surface of the skin. It is black and smelly, like the reaction after washing the marrow.
However, a few flies stung on him, and before he was naughty, he died there, and the body did not fall to the ground, directly sticking to the black sweat of the skin.
It was poisonous sweat, even the two entourages who had been beaten up by themselves saw it.
"Enough is enough, if you want to treat for a while, I still waste time. Open your mouth, swallow, don't talk." Wang Ping said, putting the detoxification pills in his hand into Mr. Du's mouth.
"Woo ... so big, it's all in my throat, and I'm almost out of breath." Mr. Du was very painful, but he endured until he swallowed it completely.
When Mr. Du swallowed the pill, Wang Ping'an quickly pulled out the needle. The three long and thick Shennong needles disappeared in his hand, like a magic.
Mr. Du knew at a glance that he really met an expert. If nothing else, at this magic level, he could perform on television.
More importantly, as the long needle was pulled out, the symptoms of his long-term pain seemed to be relieved a lot.
"Holy doctor, me, am I all right? You healed me?" Mr. Du was excited like a seventy-three-year-old kid, jumping and jumping there, excited laughter, spreading far, All the ordinary patients who lined up outside heard it.
"At least 70% to 80% cured, okay, now it's time to pay." Wang Ping An finished, reported his bank card number, and let the other party pay.
"Uh ..." Mr. Du felt that this magical doctor was good, but it was too realistic.
Wang Ping'an ignored his embarrassed expression and took out his mobile phone to make a posture to check the account at any time.
There is no money to be reliable in any kind of magician style and superb style.
Great men have said that economic development is the last word.
I am just a small village doctor, asking the patient a little for medical expenses. What happened?