Chapter 340

Is it missing?

Didn't you connect the bone at the beginning?

Old doctor Feng has been setting the bone for a lifetime. You can know whether the bone is intact or broken where you put your hand.

He can't make such a mistake.

He clearly remembered that the broken bones on the injured leg had been connected.

But what's going on now?

Is it because you press it again and again?

This is even more nonsense.

Did he really miss this broken bone? So that's why the lady is so late?

Old doctor Feng only felt that his clothes were wet with sweat from the instant, his mind was blank, and his men still touched the injured person's legs, but he had no thoughts in his heart.

This feeling has also existed. It was the moment when he first touched his bones when he just studied with his father.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?"

The servants around him, including the middle-aged man standing next to him, asked anxiously.

What's up? What happened? Old doctor Feng looked at these people with a pale face. You hit my shop right. I won't be wronged.

He wanted to answer that, but someone spoke before him.

"It's all right. The pain is also a good thing. It shows that the lady's injury is getting better." Said Miss Jun.

Old doctor Feng looked at her in a daze.

Has she found out? Otherwise, why is it so coincidence?

If you ask him how to set the bone, you can't just gesture, and you can't do it on the other leg. You have to demonstrate again on the injured leg, and then point out a point so skillfully, and then press it to let him find the problem here.

What does she mean?

"Dr. Feng, I used to press here." Miss Jun didn't look at him, but looked at the injured person's leg seriously. "Can you press it so that it can be completely connected? I remember a medical case recorded in Dong's orthopedic collection that there is a bone injury that heals and then cracks. I don't know whether the pressing method is applicable."

When this sentence was uttered, old doctor Feng felt that his eyes were bright and his mind was clear at once.

Dong's set of bones is not a medical book. To be exact, it is all kinds of interesting stories collected by a doctor surnamed Dong during his medical practice. There is no specific explanation for medical skills. However, because there are many strange cases mentioned, everyone will read it, but most of them are reading rather than being proficient.

At this time, after Miss Jing Jun said so, old doctor Feng remembered that there was such a situation that the bone looked intact at first, but it would break as the bone wounds in other places healed.

This kind of situation is rare, but it's not without it. As long as it can be found and cured, it's just to repair the bone again.

But if you don't find it

Old doctor Feng's steady hand trembled slightly,

This leg is useless.

"Doctor Feng, isn't it?" The voice of the girl in my ear said again.

Old doctor Feng couldn't help being clever and looked at Miss Jun with a complicated look.

Why didn't she say it? And pretend you don't know?

Miss Jun looked at him with a soft look.

Old doctor Feng lowered his eyes and slowly put his hand back on the lady's leg. This time, he no longer looked like a point to point, but rubbed it up.

"My technique is like this. I don't know yours." He said, his voice still trembling, but it was different from the previous trembling with anger.

Because of his pressing and rubbing, his wife gave out a painful cry again, making the people in the room nervous again.

"Her legs are not well yet. Can you just press them like this?" Asked the middle-aged man.

Only two or three times, old doctor Feng has stopped.

"Miss Jun, do you want to try?" He ignored the middle-aged man and said in a muffled voice with his head down.

All the people in the room looked at Miss Jun with some expectation.

Miss Jun shook her head.

"No, I have the same treatment as him." She said.

The people in the room were immediately disappointed, and the lady fell on the bed and cried.

"I don't live anymore." She cried, pounding the bed.

"Miss Jun, there's no way?" The middle-aged man said anxiously, "how can you stand going on like this."

"I don't have to endure too long. I think it will get better in three or five days." Said Miss Jun.

The middle-aged man snorted.

"Three or five days, three or five days, you will say so." He said, "how many three or five days have passed."

Old doctor Feng slowly wrapped the ointment again and put on the willow splint.

"I'll change another prescription. It won't be good in three or five days. I don't need you to smash it. I'll close the door and pick up the plaque myself." He said, picking up the pen and paper in the room and writing the prescription.

His voice was not as excited as before. It seemed that he had exhausted his strength. After writing, he put down his arch and turned around and left.

The people in the room looked at his back and miss Jun.

"Miss Jun, look." The middle-aged man said with a prescription.

Miss Jun nodded to him.

"Old doctor Feng will be able to cure it." "Don't worry, my Lord," she said

The middle-aged man sighed and waved to see off the guests.

When Miss Jun walked out of the door, old doctor Feng was surrounded by the people.

"How's it going, Dr. Feng?"

"Doctor Feng, has Miss Jun really been cured?"

Old doctor Feng ignored them all and pushed away the crowd. The people saw Miss Jun coming out again and wanted to surround her, but they didn't dare, because a car had come to pick her up and there were several fierce guards.

The backstage of Jiuling hall is Deshengchang. Deshengchang is the God of wealth, and there are many people under him.

The people watched Miss Jun go by car, but they were reluctant to leave. They stood in situ and speculated curiously.

But this speculation didn't last long. Five days later, everyone knew the result, because the family who smashed Dr. Feng's hospital went to make an apology to Dr. Feng in person, compensated for the smashed furniture and sent a plaque.

Therefore, the patients in this family were finally cured by Dr. Feng.

"Just say that old doctor Feng can cure it." Some people said indignantly.

But this was not answered, and the onlookers sounded strange.

"Miss Jun also said he could be cured." One man murmured.

The words made the people silent.

When you say that Dr. Feng is powerful, does it mean that Miss Jun is right and that Miss Jun is powerful?

"How can she be powerful? This is old doctor Feng!"

"Yes, this time she said that Dr. Feng could cure it, which seemed that she had great ideas. What if she said that Dr. Feng couldn't cure it?"

"So, she said it was up to her to say that it was Dr. Feng who finally cured the patient, so Dr. Feng was the most powerful."

This is also true. The people once again praised old doctor Feng and pitied him for being wronged because of Miss Jun's words.

Everyone talked about going in to comfort the wronged old doctor Feng, but found that old doctor Feng was not in the hall.

I don't know if it's because of this uproar. I can't stand going home to have a rest.

Chen Qi knew the excitement of the herbal hall at the first time and smiled at the two guys in the hall.

"Let's say miss Jun is right." He said, shaking his head. "These people are really unkind."

When he said this, the two guys made a noise and stabbed him with their elbows.

"What are you doing? Don't follow me so unruly." Chen Qi frowned and said, "at least I'm the big shopkeeper."

"Big shopkeeper, who's here?" Said a man.

Who? Chen Qi raised his head and looked stunned. He saw old doctor Feng standing at the door.

Hey, why is he here again?

Are you here to show off?

Chen Qi and the two guys looked a little nervous, and miss Jun came out from behind.

"What's the matter?" She asked, and immediately saw old doctor Feng standing at the door.

Before she spoke, old doctor Feng suddenly saluted her, bowed to the end, and immediately turned away.

Chen Qi and the two guys were stunned.

"What does the old man mean?" Chen Qi said.

This kind of long bow is only used to express the most sincere respect when facing your parents and teachers.

This is not just thanks, but respect.

But what happened to the old doctor who wanted to burn jiulingtang the previous time and showed such respect to such a young generation?

"Probably because I said he could be cured." Miss Jun said and handed over a box of pills just cooked.