Chapter 73: Bee poison therapy

Wu Wenxiang is slightly different. He really wants to mention this matter today, because the case of Chunmei Bay has passed for a while, but many people in Xiayang City are involved, even if it is the big head of Xiayang City. Wu Wenxiang only went to Chunmei Bay once, so he couldn't find evidence related to him in Chunmei Bay, but he did not expect it to be in the hands of Qin Lang. Although Zhao. This kind of thing is not a big deal, if it is passed out, it will definitely affect the promotion. Wu Wenxiang also counts on the position of the big master, so the photos in the hands of Qin Lang really make him sleepy.
At this time, Qin Lang took the initiative to take it out, and it was indeed out of Wu Wenxiang’s expectations.
If you change it to Wu Wenxiang's own words, he will certainly not be so simple. After all, this thing can be used in many ways.
"How, Mayor Wu doesn't want it?"
"Yes, of course." Wu Wenxiang laughed and hurriedly took the memory card in the past. A hanging heart finally settled down, and at the same time, his heart confessed that Qin Lang would be a man.
However, Qin Lang has his considerations in doing this. He holds this thing, although Wu Wenxiang can be jealous, but at the same time it is easy for Wu Wenxiang to hate it. Once Wu Wenxiang really became the "big head" of Xiayang City, he might decide to take risks for this thing. In contrast to this, it is better for Qin Lang to use this thing to reconcile today's human feelings. This is also a great joy.
"Well, Mayor Wu, since your things have been received, I should leave."
Qin Lang was about to get up and leave. At this time, I heard the old lady in the room screaming, "Hey, it hurts me! Wen Xiang, you simply give the old lady a sleeping pill... oh..."
Wu Wenxiang rushed to the mother's room and comforted: "Mom, don't say this, I will ask you to come to the doctor right away!"
"The western medicine has a fart..." The old lady may have been anxious, and she suddenly got up.
Wu Wenxiang suddenly remembered that Qin Lang seemed to be a Chinese medicine practitioner. He was in a hurry to go to the hospital and asked Qin Long for help. "Xiao Qin, isn't your family a doctor of ancestors, or please... you give me a mother?"
"Alright." Qin Lang nodded, and said that you Wu Wenxiang immediately owe me a favor, and you will have something to help in the future!
"Old lady, then I will give you a jealousy." Qin Lang looked at the old lady's foot, then touched her veins and nodded and said, "You are rheumatoid arthritis, it is not easy to break the roots. However, you I met me and it is okay to cure you."
"Really?" Yan Laotai does not seem to believe, and said that there are such young Chinese medicine practitioners.
"Mayor Wu, I have been sick for you, my medical skills are good?" Qin Lang asked Wu Wenxiang.
Wu Wenxiang said that Qin Lang is a guy who doesn't open a pot. Wu Wenxiang was hurting his life before, so how to say this, so he nodded to deal with the past.
"Cheng... then please ask this little doctor to give me a jealousy, hehe." Yan Laotai is also a painful way, and plans to die as a horse doctor.
At this time, Qin Lang took out a silver needle and then carefully disinfected it with a sterile cotton ball.
Seeing the situation of Qin Lang, Wu Wenxiang asked: "Xiao Qin, are you going to give my mother acupuncture?"
Wu Wenxiang also knows about acupuncture, but he doesn't believe it very much. He always feels that he can still treat Western medicine.
"It's not just acupuncture." Qin Lang shook his head and took out a small jade bottle. He used a silver needle to smack it inside. Wu Wenxiang hadn't seen it clearly. He saw Qin Lang suddenly shot and struck in lightning. Near the knees of Yan Laotai.
"Ouch--"
Yan Laotai couldn’t help but screamed. Wu Wenxiang was worried that Qin Yong’s quack doctor had put his mother out of the problem, but suddenly found that Yan’s frowning brows gradually stretched, and then became surprised and surprised. She refused. Confidencefully, I looked at the silver needle on my foot. "Xiao Qin, this needle is going down, it’s too god, my left leg, how can I not hurt? I used to have acupuncture, but I also don’t see it. So amazing!"
"This year, there are more scams in the rivers and lakes." Qin Lang shook his head. "Regular Chinese medicine, three-year apprentices, ten years of art, how dare to give people a prescription, and it is impossible for people to smash the signs." Unlike now, if you spend money for a few months in medical school, you can take the title of acupuncture and physiotherapist. Can you learn this home?"
"Yes, yes. Xiao Qin, you are right to say this." Yan Laotai nodded again and again. "That is bothering you to give me a leg on this leg?"
"Good." Qin Lang nodded. "I will give you another leg right away."
Qin Lang took out another silver needle and took a bit of something from the jade bottle. Wu Wenxiang couldn't help but ask: "Xiao Qin, what is this thing you are licking? Is it medicine?"
"You don't know when you say it," Qin said with a sigh of relief. "It is a toxin of bee venom, and it is also the bee venom of the unique murder bee in the virgin forest of Yunhai Province."
"The killer bee!" Wu Wenxiang said slyly, "You... what do you mean?"
"Mayor Wu, how can you be surprised?" Qin Lang looked at Wu Wenxiang's fuss and explained, "This killer bee is just a common name, and the bee venom is particularly powerful, but among Chinese medicine, there is a very primitive ecological therapy. Called 'bee poison therapy', it has a miraculous effect on rheumatoid arthritis, gout and other symptoms. If you don't understand medicine, don't make a fuss."
"That is... Wenxiang, you have more time to read a book, don't drink all day!" Yan Laotai counted his son and said that in her opinion, Qin Lang's two needles went down, and the rheumatic pain symptoms that had been plagued for many years disappeared immediately. Not too much!
Therefore, Yan Laotai looks more and more pleasing to see Qin Lang.
However, in the view of Qin Lang, Wu Wenxiang is still a dutiful son. Generally speaking, such a person is not a sinister. We must know that in the Han Dynasty, we should pay attention to the rule of filial piety, and the selection of officials must put the morality of the officials in the first place by means of "lifting the filial piety."
If an official can even ignore his own aging mother, can the people still expect him to love the people like a child? This is not purely an egg.
Less than ten minutes before and after, Yan Laotai's rheumatic pain completely disappeared.
When Qin Lang received the needle, Yan Laotai tried to stand up from the wheelchair. At this time, she was surprised to find that her legs did not hurt at all. The old troubles that had been plagued for many years seemed to disappear. She felt like she had recovered. Like.
"Xiaoqin, Qin Dafu, you are so powerful!" Yan Laotai said excitedly. "This rheumatic pain has been bothering me for almost twenty years. When it is not raining or the weather is abrupt, it hurts me." Stations can't stand up, hey, thanks to your wonderful rejuvenation! Dr. Qin, according to me, your ability is much stronger than many doctors in Xiayang City!"
"Old lady, you still call me Xiao Qin. I think you are sick, should it be the root of the disease when you are young?" Qin Lang smiled slightly, saying that the old poison is proficient in the world, the martial arts is also very strong, on the Chinese medicine meridians, Pharmacology is more proficient, and this is a matter of doing it. However, the old poison only likes to kill, and rarely saves people.
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