The herbal clear soup is developed by Chu Linguang according to the "Shenlong Baodian", which can eliminate heat and detoxify, and heal all diseases.
All kinds of small and intractable diseases, often this bowl of clear soup can make the patient cure the disease.
At that time, Chu Linguang developed the herbal clear soup in order to save time and improve the efficiency of the heart-clearing medicine.
Feng Renwang had already seen the efficacy of herbal clear soup, and even fed it to the patient in front of him, but the patient's symptoms had not been relieved.
"It's dark again, and there is no curative decoction for the patient to drink. Did you know that it will drink to death?"
Li Liying had seen Feng Renwang feed such a bowl of decoction to the patient before, and it was this bowl of decoction that made the patient more and more agitated.
Chu Linguang ignored Li Liying and took the decoction. He put a small handful of astragalus powder into the decoction, stirred the decoction, lifted up the patient, and fed it to the patient.
The patient was also very cooperative, and he drank the clear soup quickly.
It is too late for Li Liying to stop.
"If something happens to him, you have to lose..."
She was about to scold Chu Linguang, but before she finished speaking, the patient who was agitated and restless recovered calmly, the erythema on her body gradually dissipated, and the high fever also subsided at the same time.
"Boss, you are really a genius doctor, he is fine."
Feng Renwang examined the patient and said excitedly.
"How can it be?"
Li Liying picked up a simple western medical examination instrument, re-diagnosed the patient, and finally stood still, speechless for a long time.
"What exactly did you use to cure him?"
She asked.
"You might as well study these decoctions carefully and what exactly is put in them. When you figure it out, you will know how I cured the disease if you don't have a good disease."
Chu Linguang didn't explain too much.
"I don't believe in this kind of ordinary herbal medicine. Any disease can be cured?"
Although Li Liying was surprised, she was dissatisfied.
Just think it is self-defeating.
"Help the genius doctor! My dad was in a coma for half a month, but he was sent to many hospitals to no avail. He asked the genius doctor to save my dad."
Previously, the patients who came to Chu Linguang to line up to refund the pre-deposited consultation fee, after Chu Linguang's medicine was cured, he also spread the reputation of Chu Linguang's genius doctor to all directions. People have always come here admiringly.
"Where is your dad?"
Chu Linguang saw that it was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old junior high school student who came to him with pity.
"My dad was lying in my house. We had no medical expenses and were driven out by the hospital security."
The junior high school student bowed his head and said.
"Take me to see."
Chu Linguang was very sympathetic.
"Thank you genius doctor."
Junior high school students are grateful.
"I am coming too."
Li Liying also followed. She didn't want to watch Chu Linguangkeng be kidnapped, but wanted to find out whether Chu Linguang was a warlock of the quagmire, or did she have real skills.
I also want to help junior high school students.
The home of the junior high school student was in a small alley opposite Qingxin Yaoguan, less than a few hundred meters in a straight line. He had ran into Qingxin Yaoguan several times before and asked Zhou Haoge for help, but he had no money and was always turned away.
Hearing that the pure heart medicine has changed its owner, and the other Bodhisattva's heart is heartened, he bit his head and ran in to have a try. Unexpectedly, it was so easy to convince Chu Linguang, regardless of the price.
The homes of junior high school students are not well-off, shanty towns, two-story small houses, the homes are very simple and you can hardly see expensive electronic equipment.
"Doctor, my dad is here."
The junior high school student brought Chu Linguang and Li Liying to the bed.
The light in the room was dim and humid, and there was a smell that made Li Liying and Chu Linguang frown.
Chu Linguang glanced at the father of the junior high school student. He had the golden eyes. He who inherited the "Shenlong Treasure", just glanced at the reason why the boy's father was unconscious.
It's just that he didn't rush to shoot.
Instead, he said to Li Liying: "Since you are here, you might as well take a shot and see if you can wake him up."
"I knew you didn't have any abilities at all."
Li Liying snorted coldly, thinking that Chu Linguang was helpless and didn't dare to fool the boy in front of her, so she let herself go.
She didn't talk nonsense immediately, and the simple equipment she brought from the hospital was quickly used by her.
Squatting down in front of the bed, carefully checked the physical condition of the boy's father.
Then he said to the little boy: "Your father's condition is a bit special. It should be that he has been hit on the head and he has blood clots in his skull. He needs surgery as soon as possible before your father can wake up."
"Sister, please save my dad. The amount of money is fine, but when I go out to work, can you pay it back after earning money?"
The boy seemed to have heard of surgery from the hospital, and cried.
"My elder sister can't help your dad operate, but my elder sister can take your dad to the hospital. As for the money issue, I don't have to think about it for now."
Li Liying is full of love.
"It doesn't need to be so troublesome, here the father of the child can wake up."
Chu Linguang said.
Although Li Liying's diagnosis and treatment results are somewhat biased, they are generally not problematic.
Seeing that she was willing to bear the medical expenses for the boy's father, Chu Linguang also recognized Li Liying a little bit more.
"Do you still want to use your herbal soup to wake up his father?"
Li Liying said angrily, thinking that Chu Linguang was fooling around.
"In his situation, the herbal clear soup has no effect on him, but I only need a few silver needles to go down, and his father will be able to regain consciousness, and the blood clots in the skull will be discharged automatically."
Since inheriting the "Shenlong Baodian", Chu Linguang will always carry a silver needle with him.
He took out the silver needle and put it on the head of the bed.
"You are still not a human being, his father is so serious now, if you delay any longer, the gods will not be able to save him."
Li Liying saw that Chu Linguang really wanted to treat the boy's father with a silver needle, and she couldn't help but furious. She had just checked the boy's father's physical condition and knew very well that if the boy's father was not prepared for surgery within three hours, the boy's father would never be saved.
"I am a god."
Chu Linguang took out three silver needles and pierced the important acupuncture points on the boy's father's head with lightning speed.
The man who was lying on the bed, motionless.
When the three silver needles went down, they couldn't help but twitch a few times, and a painful expression appeared on his face.
"Dad, what's wrong with my dad?"
The boy was nervous and horrified.
"Your dad will wake up soon."
As Chu Linguang spoke, he took out three silver needles again, and quickly pierced them on the top of the man's head.
"stop!"
Li Liying was anxious, as if seeing the three silver needles piercing, the boy's father would die.
"Puff!"
And the moment the three silver needles pierced, the man lying on the bed seemed to be affected by some force, and started upright, a mouthful of dirty blood spurted out of his mouth.
"Dad!" The boy was startled and trembled.