With each silver needle, the old man's body will be more relaxed, and his stomach pain will be less, so his body will be more comfortable.
A row of 18 silver needles all pierced, the old man was relieved, that kind of feeling, as if the pressure on the body of thousands of pounds of stone suddenly took down.
A few minutes later, Qin Jun's silver needles were all covered with black. When the black was about to reach the top, Qin Jun took them off.
Eighteen silver needles were all removed. The old man moved himself and turned over. Although his face was still very pale, his eyes were full of spirit.
"Thank you, little doctor!"
The Feng brothers rushed forward, "Dad! You wake up
The old man sat up and felt a little weak, but he was much better.
"I'm a little hungry."
"If you have something to eat, I'll cook porridge for you!"
As soon as we heard that the old man wanted to eat, we were all relieved. It seems that the disease is really good. If we can eat, there will be no problem.
Thanks to the Feng brothers and Feng Zhiping.
"Doctor Qin, you're a wonderful hand! What a god
Feng Shuwen also accepted, "it's a blessing for patients all over the world that the little miracle doctor has such skills at such a young age! "
only Li Jianhong's face was embarrassed, and his face was full of blood. His embarrassed appearance was in sharp contrast to his previous high spirited appearance.
Li Jianhong wiped the blood on his face and asked with his head down.
"The eighteen just now Is it Taiyi needle? "
Qin Jun nodded, "it's Taiyi Shenzhen. How do you want to learn?"
Li Jianhong has lived for more than 50 years. Today is the most humiliating time for him. He is not so cheeky.
"I'm sorry, it's my eyes."
With that, Li Jianhong quickly took the box and ran out, hoping to find a way to drill in.
After eating a bowl of porridge, Feng's condition is much better. Qin Jun wrote him a prescription. As long as he takes the medicine on time, he will be cured in three weeks.
Mr. Feng leaned on the bed, took Qin Jun's hand and said.
"Thank you, little doctor. Shuqiang, write a check for 100 million to the doctor. "
Qin Jun shook his head, "don't use so much, just give 200 yuan. It's the rule for who I treat."
Qin Jun doesn't need to pay more for his treatment just because he has money. Of course, if he has difficult and miscellaneous diseases, it's another story.
Mr. Feng was a little surprised and said with emotion, "young and promising, with medical ethics, I really admire him."
Looking at the eighteen black silver needles on the ground, Mr. Feng said.
"Since the miracle doctor doesn't love money, I won't give you any more money, but the silver needle has been destroyed. I'm sorry if I don't pay for it."
"Shuqiang, give Mr. Qin the jewelry store in your name."
"Let Mr. Qin choose his own gold and silver, make silver needles, and then treat other people. It's also my old Feng who has made some contributions to the society."
Mr. Feng is a good man. Mr. Qin didn't want so much money, so he gave it to a jewelry store directly. This time, Mr. Qin didn't refuse, so he left a message and waited for the transfer.
It's very late. After that, Qin Jun went straight home.
After getting home, Qin Jun received a wechat from Wang Dongxue.
"Brother Qin, what are you doing tomorrow?"
"Nothing. What's the matter?"
"Our high school classmates have a party tomorrow. Can you come?"
On her last birthday, Wang Dongxue had a very happy life. The flowers, cakes and fireworks Qin Jun prepared for her were so romantic that Wang Dongxue was ready to move and felt the sweetness of love.