Chapter 817

He said to the black man, "this is a medical school, not a place of trouble. Please go out."

The black man said, "old man, I tell you, we are from the Zhenlong society. These people were hurt by me. Now you hand them over immediately, or I'll dismantle your hospital immediately."

Huang Mingzhe stared: "they are both my compatriots and my patients. They can never give it to you. You bastards and hooligans, get out of here."

The black man smiled coldly: "it seems that you Chinese people who don't know good or bad must give you some strength to taste."

Then he waved to his men behind him: "smash this place for me, and then take these people away."

These people rushed up immediately after getting the order of the big man and were about to start. Liu Feng and those people also clenched the guy in their hands and saw that a fight was about to begin.

Just then, a cold voice sounded, "didn't you hear the old man tell you to get out?"

Qin Haodong stepped up to the black man and protected Huang Mingzhe, Liu Feng and others behind him.

"Xiao Qin, can you do it?"

Huang Mingzhe said with worry.

Although Qin Haodong rescued him from the underground base, he didn't see Qin Haodong's action, so he had no bottom in his heart.

Qin Haodong smiled at him: "don't worry, old man. Foreign devils like this don't look into the eyes of our Chinese people."

The black man looked down at Qin Haodong and said with disdain, "you Chinese people who don't know good or bad, you're looking for death."

Then he waved his huge fist and hit Qin Haodong's face. This guy had hit a black fist before, and his skill was really unusual. This fist was full of momentum with strong wind.

Qin Haodong sneered at the corners of his mouth, and raised his hand with one fist. One big fist and one small fist collided with each other.

The sound of bone cracking sounded, followed by the murderous howl of the black man. His huge fist was smashed by a punch.

"Ah..."

Holding his injured arm, the black man shouted to the people behind him, "kill him, kill him for me!"

After receiving the order, the people behind him immediately drew out uneven weapons and rushed towards Qin Haodong. Two people even took out two pistols from their waist.

Liu Feng stood behind Qin Haodong, raised his short knife and rushed forward to help with a loud drink. But before he took two steps, he saw Qin Haodong kicking out. In the blink of an eye, these people all flew out.

Before the two gunmen could lift their pistols, Qin Haodong appeared in front of them in a ghostly way. When they raised their hands, they crushed their wrists, and the pistols fell to the ground with a slap.

Seeing that he met an expert, a trace of resentment flashed in the black man's eyes. The opponent's servant said, "let's go!"

Those injured men got up from the ground and turned around to run, but they saw Qin Haodong's figure flash and stopped their way.

"Did I let you go?"

Tell the black man, "the black man can't hurt my arm."

Qin Haodong said coldly, "just now the old man said to let you get out, then you have to get out."

Behind the black man, a little gangster with tattoos shouted, "boy, don't go too far and annoy us..."

But before he finished, a huge sole appeared in front of him, and then he was kicked to the ground.

Qin Haodong stepped up, raised his legs and stepped on the tattooed gangster's lower leg. There was another bone crack sound that made people feel sour, and the gangster's scream that tore his heart and lungs penetrated the whole street.

"I'll give you two ways, either get out or just like him."

Seeing Qin Haodong's means so cruel, a touch of fear flashed in the eyes of the black man. Up to now, he didn't care about face. He immediately fell to the ground with a plop and rolled out of the door.

Seeing that the boss had rolled away, other gangsters dared to hesitate and immediately rolled out of the door, including the tattooed gangster who had been trampled on his broken leg. He also managed to endure the sharp pain and rolled out of the door, and then ran away with others.

At this time, many Chinese people gathered outside the Taiyi traditional Chinese Medicine Museum. When they saw the scene, they cheered and clapped warmly.

Liu Feng put away the short knife and went to Qin Haodong and bowed deeply: "little brother, I didn't expect your skill to be so good. Thank you so much!"

"Everyone is Chinese. There's nothing polite." Qin Haodong said, "look at the injury of the injured."

Huang Mingzhe recovered from his shock and went to the head of the bed to feel the pulse for the young man named Tang Hu and cut his clothes on his chest. He saw a huge palm print on his chest, and even his sternum collapsed.

The injury was so serious that he couldn't help frowning.

Liu Feng asked, "Grandpa Huang, how is my big brother's injury?"

Huang Mingzhe said: "Tang Hu's injury is too serious. His sternum collapsed and has hurt the inner house. The old man can't do anything. He'd better send him to the hospital for rescue."

Hearing this, Liu Feng immediately became nervous: "Grandpa Huang, my eldest brother, he doesn't have the identity here and can't go to the big hospital at all. You must think of another way and save him."

Huang Mingzhe sighed and said, "everyone is Chinese. If I can do it, how can I not save it? It's a pity that the injury is too serious. The old man is really powerless."

There was a flash of despair in Liu Feng's eyes, and some of the brothers behind him even began to sob.

"Don't worry, I can save this man."

Qin Haodong stepped over. He didn't rush to make a move before. After all, this is Huang Mingzhe's medical school. It's not appropriate to make a diagnosis and treatment by himself, but now Huang Mingzhe has no way, so he can only make a move himself.

Huang Mingzhe's eyes flashed a touch of worry, "Xiao Qin, are you sure you can do it?"

Although he doesn't know how to build a traditional Chinese medicine factory in Haodong, even though he doesn't know how to build a traditional Chinese medicine factory in Haodong.

Tang Hu's injury is so serious that he can't do anything about it. How can the young man be cured?

But Liu Feng didn't think so. When Qin Haodong said that it could be cured, a glimmer of hope flashed in his already desperate eyes.

Nearly half of the Chinese in Chinatown are smuggled here. They can't see the identity here, the police, or go to the big hospitals where the drug bill can scare people to death.

Now even Huang Mingzhe, who has excellent medical skills, can't help it. The young man in front of them is their only hope.

"Little brother, can you really cure my big brother's injury?"

Qin Haodong nodded: "at present, it can be cured. It won't work if we wait a little longer."

Liu Feng fell to his knees with a thump: "little brother, as long as you cure my big brother, our lives will be yours in the future."

The others also knelt down and asked Qin Haodong for a fist.

"Get up, I want your life to be useless. Don't affect me to treat the patient."

Qin Haodong came to the head of the bed and first examined the pulse. Zhang Hu's injury was really serious. He was slapped on the chest by an expert, and his sternum collapsed in a large area.

Although it did not puncture the heart and lungs, this collapse and compression has led to dislocation of the heart and lungs and massive bleeding of internal organs.

Even if this kind of injury is sent to a large hospital, there is little hope to save it. It is Tang Hu's life to meet himself.

After determining the condition of the injury, he began to heal Tang Hu. First, he used Bodhi hands to restore and connect the collapsed sternum bit by bit.

The people around stood by and watched quietly. They didn't even dare to make a sound, for fear that it would affect Qin Haodong's healing.

At the beginning, Liu Feng saw his hands swing in the void. He didn't know what kind of treatment it was. Then he was surprised to find that Tang Hu's collapsed chest was slowly bulging, and finally returned to normal.

Others were also very surprised. They didn't understand traditional Chinese medicine, let alone Bodhi hand. They were amazed at the weird way of treating diseases.

But Huang Mingzhe is an expert. After a short period of consternation, he said excitedly, "Xiao Qin, are you the legendary Bodhi hand?"

"Yes, this is the Bodhi hand!"

Qin Haodong first used the Bodhi hand to straighten the broken bone, and then slowly reset the misplaced heart and internal organs.

When he got a positive answer, Huang Mingzhe shouted excitedly, "I didn't expect my old man to see this magic in his lifetime."

Qin Haodong had no time to be distracted. He took out the needle bag and stabbed more than 20 silver needles into the big hole of Tang Hu's chest, using Qingmu genuine Qi to help him activate blood and remove blood stasis.

After doing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief, then reached out and grabbed Tang Hu's broken arm, pulled it loose, and connected the broken bone with a click.

"Oh, my God, that's amazing, isn't it? And this kind of bone setting technique?"

Huang Mingzhe just calmed down a little and became excited again. This kind of bone grafting is the only way he has seen in his life.

At this time, Liu Feng came up and asked with concern, "little brother, how's my big brother's injury?"

Qin Haodong said: "no problem. You can recover in another 20 minutes."

"What, little brother, did I hear you right?"

Liu Feng can't believe his ears. Tang Hu's injury is so serious that even Huang Mingzhe is helpless. How can he recover so quickly?

"You heard right. You'll be a lively boss in 20 minutes."

Qin Haodong said that he was not idle. He turned around and came to another young man on a stretcher.

The young man's name is Tang Biao. He is Tang Hu's younger brother. During the fight just now, his legs were broken by the other party's knees and became V-shaped.

However, the eldest brother is in danger. He has endured this sharp pain without making a sound.

"Bear with it. It'll be ready soon."

Qin Haodong grabbed Tang Hu's broken left leg and pulled it loose again. With a crisp click, he reconnected the broken bone, followed by his right leg. He reset all the broken legs in less than two minutes.

"You can walk on the ground, but don't use force or fight with people within three days. You can recover completely in half a month."

Huang Mingzhe saw his eyes shining beside him and said excitedly, "Xiao Qin, what is your bone setting technique? Can you pass it on to the old man?"

Qin Haodong shook his head: "old man, it's not that I don't pass it on. This bone setting technique can't be learned without internal strength."

This kind of bone connection looks very simple, but it is actually very difficult. Only under the scanning of the yuan God can we ensure that the broken bone is connected correctly.

At the same time, he also needs to flow a piece of green wood genuine Qi at the broken bone to promote the healing of the wound. Both of them are indispensable, so no one can use this kind of bone grafting except him.

Huang Mingzhe sighed and looked sorry, but he also knew that no one could learn this magic.

Then Qin Haodong treated all the wounds to Liu Feng and others. Look at the time. About 20 minutes passed.

He went to Tang Hu's bedside again, took back all the silver needles, helped him lie on the bedside, asked Huang Xiaoxian to take a washbasin, and then slapped Tang Hu on the back of his heart.

Wow, Tang Hu spit a big mouthful of congestion in the basin, and then slowly opened his eyes.