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After confirming the old man's illness, Yang Chen exhaled lightly. He reached his hand out and took out a few needles from the needle bag that he carried around with him, and then took out some alcohol to disinfect it.

At this time, Zhao Guoliang was staring intently at Yang Chen, he had not been in the hospital for long, but the day that he reported earlier, he had already displayed his medical skills, and had solved the problem that had plagued all the doctors in the hospital, and then, news came from Li Mingde, saying that Yang Chen had solved another illness that not even the city's hospitals could cure.

Strictly speaking, Yang Chen had performed surgery using a traditional Chinese medicine. But this time, the patient was clearly not suffering from a brain injury, so how could Yang Chen do it so easily?

The surrounding crowd also stuck their heads out. Some of the patients had seen this man making a ruckus here yesterday. The entire afternoon had not been resolved, and this new doctor was going to have an effect on the spot? Can it work? If it could work, what would it be long ago?

The middle-aged man looked at Yang Chen's fluid movements, his face changing color, but he still forced himself to calm down. Right now, he could only trust the judgement of the other hospital.

Regardless of what others said, Yang Chen had already decided on the rules for the treatment.

"Alcohol swabs." Yang Chen stretched out his left hand.

The nurse reacted and quickly went to get a box of alcohol swabs and other commonly used medical equipment.

Yang Chen first used the alcohol cotton rod to rub it across the patient's eyebrows, then slowly inserted a needle.

"Hiss!" Isn't this little doctor afraid of blinding her? " The onlookers were horrified when they saw the long silver needle being pierced into their eyebrows.

Zhao Guoliang's face was also slightly gloomy. Unlike Li Mingde, he was a Chinese doctor, and an old Chinese doctor at that, how could he not see that Yang Chen's needle had not been pierced carelessly, but directly into his white spot.

Zhao Guoliang had seen Yang Chen's acupuncture skills before, but that was Yang Bai Acupoint! Acupuncture Yangbai Acupoint has the treatment of eye red swelling pain, blurred vision, eyelid drooping effect, generally used to treat ophthalmologic diseases, I have never heard Yangbai Acupoint treatment of facial paralysis ah!

Seeing that Zhao Guoliang was unhappy, Li Mingde asked softly: "Old Zhao, about that, is Yang reliable?"

Zhao Guoliang shook his head with a heavy expression: "I have never seen this kind of treatment before."

Zhao Guoliang hadn't even seen an old Chinese doctor do it, so how could a young, inexperienced man like him possibly use it to treat his illness?

Li Mingde's face became a little ugly.

Seeing that the expressions of the two heads of the hospital were not good, the middle-aged man snickered. He did not understand how to treat illnesses, but as a gangster, it was necessary for him to observe the situation. Even their leaders did not think well of him, so this young man was probably just trying to attract attention.

"Alcohol swabs." Ignoring the whispers of the others, Yang Chen once again extended his hand out to the nurse.

After receiving it, Yang Chen cleaned the patient's face. In the eyes of others, it was almost as if he had used alcohol to wash the patient's face.

Immediately after, Yang Chen grabbed the silver needles with his right hand, and accurately and quickly pierced through each and every acupoint, attracting an uproar from the spectators.

"Isn't this Chinese medicine too terrifying!?" If it's on me, I won't die of pain! Why didn't the old man even make a sound? "

"Hey, didn't he already say that his face is paralyzed? He doesn't feel any more pain, or else he would definitely be in so much pain that his feet would jump."

"You even brought pain to your face?"

"Then why didn't he shout?"

"…"

The old man was very nervous at the moment. When Yang Chen stabbed the first needle in, he wanted to escape.

But even if he was old and weak, although Yang Chen's body was empty, he still pressed his palm on the old man's shoulder, pressing him down onto the chair, preventing him from moving.

However, when his face was full of silver needles, he discovered that although it looked scary, it did not feel any pain. Only then did he relax a little.

After stabbing all the silver needles into the patient's face, Yang Chen let out a sigh of relief.

The medic jumped out and said, "Didn't you say that you were cured on the spot? See how my dad is treated? "AHH!" "Who doesn't feel pain from the silver needles on their face? No, the compensation must be doubled!

Li Mingde and Zhao Guoliang looked at each other and laughed bitterly as they shook their heads. Although they did not think that Yang Chen would succeed, they did not think that Yang Chen would be able to injure the other party so easily.

Different from the two heads, Yang Chen's brows slightly furrowed, and he said to the man indifferently: "Shut up."

Although Yang Chen did not possess any form of killing intent or domineering aura that could shock a tiger to death, Yang Chen was a person who had followed Xu Guoyi as a doctor for eighteen years. His righteousness was mostly influenced by the doctor, and when this voice came out, the middle-aged man opened his mouth, not daring to speak for a long time.

After settling the middle-aged man, Yang Chen took care of the condition of his body, and once again, summoned out a warm current from the Demon Pupil. With a brush of his right hand, he injected some of it into the patient's face.

More than ten minutes passed by, and the spectators could only see Yang Chen's right hand constantly sweeping the patient's face, the silver needles that pierced his entire face rapidly swayed all the time, as if they were a silver screen of light. Even though they felt a trace of a dream, a hint of fear still emerged from the bottom of their hearts.

It looked like the old man was paralyzed. Otherwise, how could he not feel pain?

"It's already been more than 20 minutes. Your words have worked on the spot. Do you want me to wait a day for you?" We have to go to other hospitals, and we don't have time to waste with you quacks. " The middle-aged man said as he recovered from Yang Chen's intimidating words.

Yang Chen looked at the man, then at the remaining warmth in his body, and could not help but frown.

If the old man were to use the power of the Witch Doctor to recuperate, he would most likely be able to recover in a few minutes. However, Yang Chen currently only had a small portion of the power of the Witch Doctor left in his body.

Although the previous operations had been much more difficult, it was still equivalent to cooking vegetables in a fire. As long as the hardest one was taken care of, the patient would be able to recuperate on his own.

But this time, he had to clear the meridians in the patient's face, which was equivalent to a slow and gentle stew. With hard work and hard work, the warmth flow was even greater, and Yang Chen's current body was barely holding on.

Therefore, regardless of the man's clamor, Yang Chen instructed: "Bring me some spice, and some alcohol lamp."

"Etiquette?" The nurse was confused. What's the point of using a stick?

"Yes, Eijel, go quickly." Yang Chen said in a heavy voice.

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