Seeing that he was so persistent, the doctor sighed, "It's going to rain, and my mother wants to get married. What choice is your freedom. However, if the girl behind you is not treated, she may not be able to live tomorrow."

"Didn't you say that cold evil enters the body?"

The doctor said, "This is the case, but I took a look at it again just now. In addition to being infected with wind and cold, there is also a strange true energy in my body. Have you used internal strength to help her heal her injuries?"

Now it was Fan Xiaodao's turn to be shocked.

"How do you know?"

The doctor said, "You people in the martial arts world always think that true qi is omnipotent. When you encounter injuries, you always like to give people a true qi first, which is called for the other party's good. However, each person has different physical constitutions and the treatment methods must vary from person to person. If you can cure the other party by giving a little internal force, what's the use of the doctor?"

Fan Xiaodao changed his previous expression and clasped his fists and said, "I'd like to ask the doctor to help me."

The doctor said, "If you had the attitude you had in the past, even if you knelt on the ground and kowtow, I would not be willing to take action, well, this young lady is handsome and will die at such an age. I can't stand it, so I can't bear it, so I'll carry her in."

Fan Xiaodao put Xu Miaozi on the couch.

The doctor returned to the inner room and took out an ancient rosewood box, which was one foot square. He opened the box, and there were thirty-six golden needles neatly placed inside, which were of varying lengths, nearly one foot long and not less than an inch short.

The old doctor took out the longest six pieces, put them on the fire and heated them, and then applied a kind of ointment to the six acupoints in Danzhong, Baihui, Shenting, Jiuwei and Juque.

Fan Xiaodao was a martial artist. When he saw him ejaculation, he stabbed him on several of Xu Miaozi's fatal holes. His face changed drastically, "This is a fatal hole!"

The doctor said: "There is a medical theory that we live toward death. This is a fatal point, but life is also hidden in it. I blocked the meridians in her body, and wiped your butt, and brought you into the body to get the true energy and guide it out."

In a moment, Xu Miaozi's forehead was sweating and her face turned rosy.

“It worked!”

The doctor waved his hand and told him not to speak. He took out twelve golden needles and stabbed them on several acupoints in his body.

"Your internal energy has caused great harm to her internal organs. I just stimulate the potential contained in her body. Whether she can survive depends on her own desire to survive."

“Don’t take medicine?”

"It's not time."

About half an hour passed.

This half hour was extremely difficult for Fan Xiaodao, especially when he knew that Xu Miaozi was a little guilty when he was randomly entering her internal energy into her body. He kept praying for her. If something went wrong with her, he would not escape the blame.

Xu Miaozi let out a moan.

Seeing this, the doctor stood up and breathed a sigh of relief, "There should be no worries about life, but the cold evil poison in the body needs to be rested. I will prescribe a few doses of medicine, you can take it back and take it for her, and come for follow-up visit in two days."

Fan Xiaodao had no place to live in the city. When he saw many idle rooms in the yard, he said, "My doctor, can you stay in Baofu for two days?"

The doctor said, "If you are not afraid of trouble, just stay there."

"I'm here to ask Fan Xiaodao, but I haven't asked the name of the miracle doctor's surname Gao! When I go back in the future, I can also spread my reputation to the miracle doctor."

The doctor smiled bitterly and said to himself, "Publicizing reputation? Is it necessary? So what if you were famous all over the world? In the end, you still have nothing?"

However, he still told Fan Xiaodao that his surname was Huang. As for what his name was, he didn't say it, as if there was something unspeakable. Fan Xiaodao thanked him so much that he found a room and placed Xu Miaozi down.

Soon, he knew what the doctor said was about trouble. At noon, a group of people came to the clinic, and a man cursed at the door, "Old Huang, you have cursed my sister to death. If we don't take out 500 taels of silver today, we will demolish your clinic!"

Doctor Huang's inner door was closed tightly.

No matter how the other party scolded, he refused to come out to answer. Seeing that the doctor refused to come out, the other party found Fan Xiaodao again, "Are you here to see the doctor?"

Fan Xiaodao nodded.

"Don't look for him. This is a quack doctor, a fool, and he harms countless people. My sister is a living person. When she comes, she jumps around and prescribes a medicine here. She dies the next day after she goes back and takes it!"

"Then why don't you go to the government?"

"Hmph, this old man spent money to bribe the government. The government did not accept our case at all. Today we are here to ask for an explanation. I advise you to leave as soon as possible!"

"How did Sister Ling die?"

The man said, "It's all his fault for hanging him! My sister is a yellow-flowered daughter. He insisted on saying that she was happy, and my sister couldn't bear the humiliation and committed suicide. Should you say this matter be counted on him?"

Fan Xiaodao was stunned.

Is there such a truth in the world?

However, he still said: "It's! It's!"

Arguing with such a person is tantamount to wasting time. As long as he is willing, he can find ten thousand reasons to shirk responsibility to others.

Seeing that Fan Xiaodao agreed with his point of view, the man's words became even more filthy. Even Huang Langzhong's ancestors greeted him all over the eighth generation, but Huang's doctor still stayed behind closed doors.

"Brother, if he doesn't come out, we might as well just snatch his house!"

The man said, "Then what's the difference between us and the robbers? Let's go back today and come here early tomorrow. I don't believe that I can't block him!"

After the man left, Doctor Huang slowly walked out.

"Hear all?"

Doctor Huang nodded, "Let him go and make trouble. I'm used to it."

Fan Xiaodao asked, "Have you really been killed by a doctor?"

Doctor Huang looked at him for no reason, "I am a doctor, not a Bodhisattva, so how can I cure all diseases? Besides, people will die, especially those who are about to die."

Fan Xiaodao suddenly had this problem a little redundant.

Doctor Huang also said, "Doctors should use what they have learned to do their best to solve their problems. Over the years, they only seek a worthless doctor. Unlike the awkward doctor in the clinic next door..." He said with contempt, "When encountering difficult and complicated diseases, prescribe two decoctions, say some good things, and send people away. Some people who could have rescued were delayed by him. Over the years, medical skills have not been improved, but their fame and pomp have become much bigger. The diagnosis is worth ten taels, hum..."

"How many people have you ever died of treatment?"

Doctor Huang glanced at Fan Xiaodao without a positive answer, but said, "For the past few years, every time I have been killed by a doctor, I will plant a bamboo tree."

Fan Xiaodao saw that there were five or six bamboo trees in the southeast corner of the courtyard, and saw that the doctor was fifty or sixty years old, so he said, "I have been practicing medicine for decades, but not many five or six people."

Huang Langzhong said, "When I entered the city, did you notice the bamboo forest outside the city?"

Fan Xiaodao: "Uhhhh..."

Dr. Huang said slowly, "Fifteen years ago, I was famous all over the world. In the capital, the dignitaries who came to seek medical treatment were like crucian carp trees crossing the river. Even royal nobles sent me to the palace for treatment. It was a thriving moment. Later, I walked around the world and passed by Chaozhou Prefecture and encountered a plague that was rare in a century. At that time, the whole city was blocked, and three or four households felt this disease. One out of every seven or eight patients died of it."

Speaking of this, Dr. Huang showed a faint sadness and a hint of self-blame on his face, "At that time, I was in my prime and famous. Relying on my superb medical skills, I prepared a decoction of medicine despite the opposition of the State Prefecture Medical Center. Although I saved many people, many people still did not survive. The plague killed 20,000 people. After the plague was controlled, I reflected on this and found that the medication was too strong and might be effective for young or strong people, but some elderly, weak or young people had no effect after taking it. If I could listen to the opinions of the people at that time, the results might be different."

"After that, in order to thank me, the government planted a bamboo forest outside the city to make me merit forests. However, these bamboo forests were like cones that made me feel at ease and had been unable to sleep or eat. Since then, I have hidden my name and opened a hall here, which is atonement."

I see!

Fan Xiaodao instead felt a sense of admiration in his heart.

Wait, more than ten years ago, my name was Huang?

Fan Xiaodao suddenly asked, "Can you be Huang Yulang, who was known as the world's number one miracle doctor twenty years ago?"

"After so many years, anyone still remembers me?"

Fan Xiaodao said, "I have an uncle whose surname is Hu and whose name is Sandao. He is a little familiar with the art of Qi and Huang. When discussing the medical principles of the world, he mentioned the names of his predecessors and highly praised his predecessors' medical skills!"

When Huang heard this, Doctor Huang was stunned, "Hu Manzi?"

After hearing this title, Fan Xiaodao was more sure. Because, among the villages, only Song Jingang and Yang Qinggang sometimes called him Hu Manzi, and he had also called him that, but he was beaten by Uncle Hu San.

"He learned from me for a while back then. The boy had a good understanding, but he used medicine very strangely. I have trained him countless times, but what he learned was arithmetic and martial arts. If he was willing to study medicine carefully, his achievements might not be inferior to me."

This is true.

In the past, when a brother in the village had a minor disaster and went to see him, he often made a mystery. Originally, two or three medicines could cure the disease, he had to add some messy things to it. Sometimes it had miraculous effects, and sometimes it had counterproductive effects.

There was a brother named Tie Niu in the village who was strong and broke his leg once. After taking the medicine he prescribed, it was fine, but he suffered from incompetence. In his words, this guy obviously had a family and went to the prostitute village at the foot of the mountain to get flirted with flowers, so that he could calm down. The wife of Tie Niu brothers made some tiger whips and antlers every now and then, and got a lot of tonics, but it just didn't work. Later, she ran to Hu Sandao's door and cursed for three days and three nights before Hu Sandao prescribed another medicine for Tie Niu, which solved his male silence.

"But, twenty years ago, after the incident in Beijing, Hu Manzi and Song Jingang disappeared together. Now he is still alive?"

Fan Xiaodao said in surprise, "Do you know my adopted father?"

Huang Yulang said in surprise: "Your adoptive father?"

"Song Jingang is my adopted father!"

Huang Yulang was shocked, "How old are you this year?"

"I'm twenty years old, and I'm twenty-one a few months away."

Huang Yulang asked again, "Does your birthday fall on August 10th? Is there a scar on your right toe?"

"How do you know?"
Chapter completed!