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They absolutely could not afford to leave alone. If no one came to see a doctor, they would have to create a patient to see a doctor.

The next day, Ximen Nuan took a taxi and came over again, and discovered that not only was the Ciji Hall still here, the door was very lively, a huge poster was posted on the side, specialized in treating all kinds of difficult diseases, and it would not recover even after dozens of years. What was brought out from the mother's womb could all be cured, it was not even worth the money if it was not for the treatment, but because according to the difficulty of the disease, more money needed to be paid.

When this poster appeared, it naturally attracted a lot of people's attention. They all wanted to find relatives who could not cure the disease to come over and earn some money, but the effect was spreading like wildfire.

Getting out of the car, Ximen Nuan could not even squeeze through the crowd to the front, he only stood at the back and watched the lively scene, his face turning colder and colder.

Zhong Wentao stood on the stairs and looked at him, the corners of his mouth hooked up into a smile of ridicule, This is a challenge!

Ximen Nuan's eyes darkened. Just as he was about to leave, he saw a few people carrying a single price over, with an old man lying on top of it. The old man gave off a putrid smell, telling everyone to back off, but was unwilling to leave.

"You can treat difficult cases? My father has been sick for more than ten years, and all the money in the family has been used up. We have brought him to ask for food, and if you can cure him, we will send you the money to ask for food every day! "

The leader of the men knelt on the ground as he cried.

The surrounding people all pointed at them, disdaining these beggars.

"Come in."

Zhong Wentao said calmly, treating her equally.

Zheng Yu stepped forward as a helper and planned to bring the old man in.

"If you go inside to treat him, how would we know if he is pretending to be sick or not? Maybe you are not capable and purposely found someone to deceive us."

Ximen Nuan said loudly, not allowing the old man to enter.

The surrounding crowd also agreed, they thought that Ximen Nuan's words were logical.

Zhong Wentao squinted his eyes.

"Zheng Yu, bring the sickbed out. I will treat this old man in front of everyone today."

"Yes sir!"

Zheng Yu promised, and quickly ran back inside to bring out the sickbed. He prepared the medicine box and the silver needle, without any fear, trusting Zhong Wentao's medical skills.

Ximen Nuan walked to the front, found a place with good eyes, and stood there, and decided to personally supervise Zhong Wentao. As long as there was the slightest act, he would immediately bring Zhong Wentao to the police station, and kick him out of Yan Jing.

Making the crowd retreat, Zhong Wentao put on his mask and gloves and started to inspect the old man's body.

After many years of suffering, the old man's body was shriveled and shriveled. His bones were all over the place. His begging life had left many wounds on the old man's body.

Using a silver knife, he easily cut off the dead meat. Zheng Yu placed a small box to the side, and in a short while, the dead meat was all over the bottom of the box.

Zhong Wentao was very serious, he had to completely clean these superficial wounds in order to continue to diagnose the old man's condition. Otherwise, even if he determined the cause, the effect would be greatly reduced.

Zheng Yu was seriously recording at the side to buy time for Zhong Wentao.

The old man's feelings were almost reduced. When Zhong Wentao cut off the dead meat, he did not even use such a thing as hemp medicine. The old man also did not feel anything.

The stench of rotten flesh was caused by the fact that it had always been attached to his body. If he did not cut off the dead meat quickly, the good meat would be damaged. It was the same as fruit.

More than an hour had already passed after dealing with the dead meat.

The crowd changed wave after wave, but only Ximen Nuan still stood firm.

Zhong Wentao had already forgotten about this spectator, he was fully focused on the treatment.

After cutting off all the dead meat, he started to inspect the old man's body one by one. Ximen Nuan did not know anything about Chinese medicine, but he felt that Zhong Wentao's techniques were skillful, and was someone with true ability.

He patiently communicated with the old man, and every time he pressed, he would ask the old man about his feelings.

The old man had a spot on his leg where the wasp had stung him a dozen years ago, but he didn't care. He didn't expect it to get worse and worse, from a small piece to a big piece, but the old man couldn't bear to go to the hospital, which resulted in this.

After Zhong Wentao's analysis, the wasp had stung the old man and the needle had been contaminated with other bacteria. The old man was not stung simply, but the virus had entered his body, but the old man was not bothered about it, leading to the virus running rampant in his body, and it continued to harm the old man's body more and more.

As long as the old man's body was cleared of the virus and the Five Elements Needling Technique was used to stimulate the old man's acupuncture points, although his nerves would not recover, he could still feel a bit of pain.

As he wrote down the prescription, Zheng Yu quickly grabbed the medicine to boil the medicine.

During the medicine refining process, Zhong Wentao would insert silver needles into several of the old man's major acupoints, and gradually let the silver needles penetrate to the point that they were about to touch his bones.

Everyone felt pain when they looked at him, but the old man felt at ease and comfortable.

After the medicine was done, it was fed into the old man's mouth. Only then did the stabbing pain gradually rise, and the old man's face began to contort, trying to suppress the pain that was hard to come by.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

The beggar son rushed forward, very worried.

"I'm in pain …"

The old man whispered with a complicated look in his eyes.

"Really?"

The beggar's son shouted as he started, "My dad hasn't felt it for more than ten years, and he can actually feel pain!"

"Maybe you guys are in the same group. You're lying."

Ximen Nuan said coldly, causing the beggar family to glare at him.

"If you don't believe me, you can go and find a doctor you trust to check on him. I'm guessing that in the entire Yan Jing, there should be someone who can find out if this person is a fraud or not."

Zhong Wentao was very confident that the old man's condition was not serious at all.

After all, an old man who could not stand up was as thin as a twig. His body was still reeking of a terrible stench. Anyone who looked at him would feel that his life was coming to an end.

"Godly Doctor, Godly Doctor."

The old man pulled Zhong Wentao's hand as tears fell like rain.

He only felt that these past ten years had not been as relaxed as they were today.

The rest of the family members kneeled on the ground as they thanked Zhong Wentao. This was the scene that Ximen Nuan was most unwilling to see.

The surrounding people had already sent their videos to the various hospitals, hoping that the hospitals would explain to them how Zhong Wentao's medical skills were, so many people immediately knew the three words Ciji Hall, which was beyond his expectations.

"Old man, in the future, you have to drink the medicine three times a day. I'll give it to you for free. You just need to come here and collect the medicine."

To comfort the weeping old man.

"Good person, he actually gave me medicine, this is a good person."

"Yeah, Chinese medicine is warm-hearted. He saved a lot of people. He's a great hero."

"With such a young age, your bearing is extraordinary."

Dozens of people praised Zhong Wentao, causing his expression to turn even worse.

Ignoring the situation, Ximen Nuan left quickly, telling himself, Zhong Wentao could not be left alive!

The carriage left, Zhong Wentao's eyes followed the carriage and left, he was very cautious of Ximen Nuan.

With the old beggar as a demonstration, the surrounding crowd became a little tempted, and all of them went in hoping that Zhong Wentao would be able to cure them of their minor ailments.

Some passersby saw that there were so many people lining up at the infirmary and asked about the situation. When the people in line explained the situation with the treatment, they attracted even more attention.

This reputation had spread like this.

When Feng Chen and Cheng Yang returned, when they saw such a long queue, they thought they had walked into the wrong place.

Even if they were in the Pine City s, since when did they have so many people?

If they wanted to enter, they would be stopped and asked to line up.

No one believed him when he explained that he lived in there.

Seeing such a good thing, if someone else did not have it, they would be disgraced immediately. Therefore, when the Ciji Hall was discovered by others, those who knew would all come over to take a look, otherwise, they would be disqualified.

Until the sun went down, Zhong Wentao had only seen 20 people and had no choice but to close the restaurant for business. He told those that did not see him to come back tomorrow.

"Master, why don't you work harder?"

Zheng Yu asked softly, letting all these people go, what if they did not come tomorrow?

He didn't even give her a number plate and missed this chance!

"What you can't get is the best."

Cheng Yang walked in from the outside and chuckled.

If they were given a number plate, these people would be sure that they could make it. They would no longer have a sense of danger and would no longer have a strong determination to come. Only when they were told that they might not be able to make it in time, would they rush over to line up.

"I'll make an appointment with the reporters tomorrow."

Feng Chen said while smiling, they had already taken the first step very well.

Looking at the drawers that were stuffed full, Feng Chen was all smiles, as if he was the second Zhou Cangzhu.

Jiang Family.

Jiang Nan sat on the sofa and looked at the furious Jiang Yuanyuan.

"Little sister, why are you suddenly so white? Are you sick? "

Jiang Bei was a little worried.

"What do you know? This skin is good!"

Jiang Yuanyuan shouted, looking very charming.

"Still angry? Since Ximen Nuan likes you, you should at least respond for a bit, and not become enemies with the Ximen family. "

Jiang Nan opened his mouth to urge his on, as he was extremely dissatisfied with Jiang Yuanyuan's way of doing things today.

He had already received the news that he had reneged on a business deal with the Zhou family. The Zhou family had chosen the Xi Men family as their leader, how could he not know what this meant?

The Ximen family was not satisfied with their son's rejection and wanted to seek revenge on them.

"Second Brother, I really don't like him."

Jiang Yuanyuan said helplessly.

She was only seventeen years old and was about to marry someone before she reached adulthood. She didn't want to let her friends know that she would be mocked.

"Then who do you like, Zhong Wentao?"

Jiang Nan scolded with a dark face, this was the first time he was so strict.

"Second brother, stop messing around."

Jiang Yuanyuan turned pale with fright: "How could I like people I've only seen three times!"

"Three times?"

Jiang Bei asked, "You can even remember this. When did my sister pay so much attention to a stranger?"

"I …"

Jiang Yuanyuan was speechless, did she just remember that it was no good?

"You are someone who wants to marry into the Four Great Families. Although the Xi Men family is not the strongest of the Four Great Families, they are at least stronger than the worst Zheng Family.