The strongest Tang monk fights westward journey

Chapter 232 The King Suffers from "Double Bird Disorder"

"The doctor is a god? Doesn't it mean that the poor monk is a god!"

Tang Sen snickered in his heart, and so did Diao Chan, secretly thinking that this god king is indeed a god king.

"Time is running out. If I wait a little longer, the king will suffer a lot. It is better to see a doctor for the king first!" Tang Sen said.

"Yes, yes, what the genius doctor said is very true, I will not disturb the genius doctor, and everything will be arranged by the genius doctor."

The three medical officers nodded repeatedly, relying on their previous skills, they expected Tang Sen to have great medical skills, and they were waiting for Tang Sen to show off his skills.

"So good!"

Tang Sen opened his mouth and looked at Sun Wukong. Now that the great disciple's strength has not yet recovered, he can only perform the technique of hanging silk to diagnose the pulse.

"The poor monk helps the world and saves people, relying on the diagnosis of the pulse by hanging silk, you stay back for now."

A wooden chair was taken from the sky, Tang Sen leaned back leisurely, and lay down in an extremely comfortable position. With a pinch of the formula, three golden threads came out, swinging towards the king behind the curtain.

"It's really amazing. I've never seen such a magical skill in my life. It's really eye-opening."

The leading medical officer opened his mouth wide in surprise. He felt that this was no longer the scope of medical skills, and completely surpassed common sense.

"Good~"

Inside the curtain, the king tried his best to speak. He had seen countless people who claimed to be genius doctors, but it was also the first time he had seen this technique of thread-pulse diagnosis, so he couldn't help feeling a little curious.

"This monk really has two brushes!"

The third prince was fascinated by watching from the sidelines, clicking his tongue again and again, and couldn't help but feel a little more at ease.

The three golden threads were dangling, and finally wrapped around the king's right vein. Looking at the golden thread in his hand, he was inexplicably relieved.

"As long as this miracle doctor cures me, what are the two cities? I will give you all ten cities."

Secretly, the king made up his mind that as long as Tang Sen let him recover, he would repay Tang Sen well.

In fact, Tang Sen didn't know how to diagnose the pulse by hanging silk. It is estimated that Monkey King was fooling around in the original book.

He speculated that the old king's digestive system was not good, and his daughter-in-law was kidnapped by monsters during the Dragon Boat Festival. She was so frightened that she swallowed a big rice dumpling and couldn't digest it.

Tang Sen crossed the legs of the wooden horse, pinched the three golden threads, and thought about it. This is a big boast. How can we get the lump out of the old king's stomach?
There are many ways to do it, just secretly inject a burst of immortal energy, or feed it to the king of flat peaches, but this is too unchallenging.

So, he moved out the original work, but there was no other way. For some things, he felt that it was better to respect the original work, and he would do Sun Wukong a favor by making great use of the art of pulse diagnosis by hanging thread.

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After half a cup of tea time passed, Tang Sen finally found a solution. He collected the gold thread, sat up, and said to everyone:
"The king is fine. She must have suffered some blows when she was kidnapped by monsters three years ago. Coupled with her physical condition, she became ill after holding a mouthful of zongzi in her stomach for a long time. It's not a difficult and miscellaneous disease."

"Isn't it an intractable disease? Didn't the monster use some magic tricks on the king?"

The leading medical officer said that the king's illness made him suspect that monsters had tampered with it, making no matter what the formula was, it had no effect.

"No, it's just a minor illness. The king's illness is called 'two birds lost flock' syndrome. It's not a serious illness."

Tang Sen said unhurriedly, with confidence, without any guilt.

"Dare to ask the miracle doctor, what is the 'two birds out of flock' syndrome?"

The leading medical officer was puzzled, it was the first time he had heard of double bird derangement disease, and secretly said that the king was the king, even the name of the disease was so resounding.

Tang Sen smiled lightly again, and said: "There are two birds, a male and a female, who were flying together in the same place, but were suddenly scattered by the storm. The female cannot see the male, and the male cannot see the female. The female wants to be male, and the male also wants to be female. Isn't it two birds lost their flock?"

"Okay, okay, wonderful, you are really a genius doctor, I will bow down to you!"

After being explained by Tang Sen in this way, and thinking of what happened to the king, the three medical officers all praised him unceasingly, and for a while shocked Tang Sen as a heavenly being.

"Miraculous doctor, it's really a miracle doctor's work!"

The old king opened his mouth excitedly behind the curtain, tears pouring down his face, and unconsciously became a little more angry. Tang Sen gave him a completely different feeling, and adding this said, he said that his heart was gone!

My golden saint, when will you come back to my side, I miss you so much.

The old king burst into tears, sadly nostalgic for his little daughter-in-law.

"The genius doctor has a solution, that's great, please accept my worship."

The leading medical officers couldn't suppress their excitement, and they all knelt down immediately, this was the first time in three years, and they all felt much more relaxed.

"That miracle doctor, since the focus of the disease has been seen, what prescription does the miracle doctor use?"

After thanking you, the leading medical officer said with expectation.

"You don't need to prescribe the prescription. How about this? You first arrange a place for the poor monk and a few disciples, and then send eight hundred and eight kinds of medicines, each of which will cost three catties. The poor monk will refine the medicine tonight, and the king will be able to recover tomorrow." .”

Tang Sen said.

"It's so fast, I really thank the divine doctor!"

The leading medical officer and the king thanked again, and finally the king ordered the third prince to arrange a place for the master and apprentice.

"That... divine doctor, please!"

The third prince was both happy and bitter, looking at Tang Sen's appearance, he was sure to heal his father, but what the hell did Grandpa recognize or not?
"Little San, it's not easy to be a good grandson of this genius doctor. First, you need to get your father's consent. Why don't the poor monk tell your father?"

When they came to a palace, Tang Sen began to tease the third prince.

"Uh...that... hey...you can heal your father first before you talk about it!"

The third prince was aggrieved, secretly thinking that it was nothing, he felt cheated, cheated.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully cheating, reward 20 cheating value!"

"Forget it, let's play as a poor monk without you as an unworthy descendant!"

Tang Sen waved his hand and kicked the third prince out. The kid actually didn't cherish the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity of Made, he was too ignorant of flattery.

"I... why don't I go away!"

The third prince really wanted to swear, but he was kicked out of his own house. If he hadn't seen the Drifting Monk who was two heads taller than him and the tiger who was countless heads taller stalking him, he really wanted to call Tang Sen a shameless monk.

"Master, what are you doing now?"

After the third prince Pidianpidian left, only Tang Sen and Diao Chan were left in the other courtyard, Drifting came over and asked.

"It's such a trivial matter. When they bring the medicinal materials, the poor monk will find his own way."

Tang Sen spoke confidently and calmly.

"Wow! This god king really knows how to heal diseases, it's amazing, he's still an all-around player!"

Next to her, Diao Chan clenched her hands tightly and looked at Tang Sen with a smirk, forgetting all about those plans for a moment.

Some people are like this, no matter where they are, they can have a profound impact on the people around them.

Obviously, Tang Sen is that kind of person, he influences Diao Chan all the time, transforms Diao Chan, from the inside out, from the body to the soul!
(End of this chapter)