Farmer's counterattack is busy with farming

Chapter 182
Hu Yishou can be regarded as an authoritative doctor in orthopedics.

When he heard the man's words, he was a little unhappy, and said coldly, "I'm a doctor, not a fairy! Just look at it!"

Seeing his attitude, the man was also angry: "What kind of attitude is this? The doctor is amazing! What kind of doctor are you if you can't cure the disease, why don't you go home and sell sweet potatoes!"

"All right, all right, stop arguing. It's important to see the old man."

When Tuya saw that he was about to make a fuss, he quickly smoothed things over.

The man looked down and saw that his father was about to pass away in pain, he felt a little flustered, and urged: "My lord has a lot, I don't want to bother with you, so hurry up!"

The patient was the most important thing, Hu Yishou didn't care too much about him, his subordinates speeded up, wrote the prescriptions in a hurry, and handed them to the little apprentices around him.The little apprentice took the prescription and ran quickly to grab and decoct the medicine.

Soon the medicine was brought over and the old man gulped it down.

Unexpectedly, after a bowl of medicine was poured down, the old man not only failed to recover, but passed out instead.

This is good, the old man's son almost went crazy, jumping to grab Hu and hit him with one hand.

"Your clinic is full of quack doctors who are harming people. I'm going to the government to sue you and ruin your reputation!"

"My lord, please don't get excited, let the doctor show the old man..." Tuya hurriedly comforted him, for fear that he would really hit someone violently.

"My father drank your medicine and passed out, so why not show it to you?!" The man grabbed Hu Yishou by the skirt of his shirt and wanted to beat him with a fist the size of a bowl.

"Wait!"

Ning Xianxian put down the basket and walked over.

Everyone looked at her, and saw that the person speaking was a half-grown beautiful girl, most of them showed puzzled expressions.

In this kind of situation, it's too late for others to hide, so this little girl still moves forward?

The old man's son didn't take her seriously, and shouted angrily: "Don't get in the way, little girl, just go and play! If you get hurt, I won't be responsible!"

The people in Zhuquetang were not happy when they heard it, and they all shouted: "How dare you talk to our fourth girl like that?"

The man also didn't know the background of Suzaku Hall at all, and he heard the words and shouted: "I don't care about you four girls and five girls, if you can't cure my father, I will never end with you today!"

At this moment, Hu Yishou's forehead also started to sweat.

He didn't expect that the old man would pass out after a bowl of medicine was poured down.

how good is this
He wiped off his sweat, and said, "Wait a little longer, I'll re-issue the prescription..."

"Doctor Hu is a little slower..." Ning Xianxian said, "This old man is suffering from a sudden illness, and the decoction is too slow to take effect, which actually delays the illness."

Dr. Hu wiped his sweat and said, "What should I do if I don't use the decoction? My wife is not here. I won't use the silver needle either..."

"Don't worry, Doctor Hu, I'll try." Ning Xianxian's voice was calm, not at all what she should look like at her age.

"You... ah, that's right!" The people in Zhuquetang couldn't help being overjoyed when they remembered that she was the direct disciple of Mrs. Qing.

That's right, since he is a direct disciple, he must also have learned the silver needle technique.

Mrs. Qing's silver needle technique is the best in the world, and her hands are rejuvenated.Even if you only learn two or three percent, it is enough to deal with this mere sprain.

The people in Zhuquetang have full confidence in Ning Xianxian, but others don't think so.

"What, you asked this little girl to treat my father?" The old man's son jumped three feet high, almost twisted his nose, spit and cursed, "All the doctors in your hospital are dead? I'm closing the door!"

The people of Suzaku Hall regard Madam Qing as a saint, how can they tolerate others insulting Suzaku Hall and her disciples like this, they immediately rolled up their sleeves and stepped forward to fight accurately.

Although Zhuquetang is a medical clinic, there are quite a few people who take care of the home and nurses, and they are absolutely not afraid of anyone coming to make trouble.

"You all stay calm first." Ning Xianxian asked the nurse of Zhuquetang to retreat first, and then said to the old man's son, "Your father's condition is not very good. If you don't revive him in time, I'm afraid... ...Even if it is cured, there will be some kind of permanent disability."

The man was frightened immediately, his momentum lost three points, and he shouted anxiously: "Then you all have to find a way! If anything happens to my father, I will die with you!"

Tuya looked at the onlookers with a look of disbelief, and couldn't help but show off: "Let our fourth girl have a look first! Our fourth girl is Mr. Qing's direct disciple, and it's not easy to cure your father." Cured!"

Naturally, many people have heard of Mr. Qing's name.

It's just that she has always been an elusive fairy trail, so it's difficult to seek medical treatment from her!

Even her direct disciples are all the proud daughters of heaven, how can they treat ordinary people like them?

Many people were shocked when they heard that this little girl in plain clothes was actually the direct disciple of Mrs. Qing.

Take another look at it again, hey!

This little girl really has a icy face and a fairy air all over her body.

An expert is an expert, and the young apprentices he cultivated are also very handsome.

Immediately, many people believed in it, and began to speak for Zhuquetang: "Since you are Mr. Qing's disciple, then naturally you can't judge it by age. If someone wants to show it to your father, you can burn incense!"

"That's right, I think this kid is probably an unfilial son! Dad is dizzy, and he is still talking nonsense here!"

"This is the father who wants to die, so he can inherit the family property and be happy!"

"...It's really not as good as a pig or a dog!"

Contemptuous and angry eyes gathered on him, and the face of the old man's son was dark at that time.

Who did he provoke?

"My God, since you are Mr. Qing's disciple, why didn't you tell me earlier, please hurry up and show my dear father, that is my dear father!" The man was about to cry, almost kneeling down to beg Ning Xian Fairy, hurry up.

Ning Xianxian didn't talk nonsense, and took out a scroll made of lambskin from his cuff, unfolded it, revealing a row of shining silver needles.

She asked the old man to lie down on the mat, washed her hands, then twisted the silver needles and applied them on the old man's body.

The old man's sprain was at the waist, which was much more serious than Liu Chunhua's leg sprain last time.

If it was left a few days ago, Ning Xianxian might have to go through a lot of trouble.

But after seeing Mrs. Qing's diagnosis and treatment of Liu Chunhua, Ning Xianxian also realized a lot.

This time when she gave the needle again, her hands became more stable and more confident.

Seeing the bright silver needles stuck on his body one by one, the old man's son trembled in fear: "I said, little girl, you can be gentle... My father's health is not good..."

Ning Xianxian turned a deaf ear to his words and remained as calm as water.

Looking at her, people feel that the scorching weather has cooled down a bit.

Not long after, the old man let out a long sigh and woke up slowly.

Immediately there was a burst of cheers in the Suzaku Hall.

(End of this chapter)