Chapter 92 (2/2)
Li Mu directly used the nine turn Xuangong to urge the blood gas accumulated in the middle-aged man's waist. The ”Qi” urged the middle-aged man's atrophic blood vessels to recover, and soon the middle-aged man's waist recovered.
”All right!” Li Mu said after washing his hands.
”My waist really doesn't hurt. My waist is better!” The middle-aged man stood up, twisted his face and shouted in surprise.
”Miracle doctor, Dr. Li, you are really a miracle doctor. I haven't recovered from my back pain for so many years. I didn't expect you to cure me as soon as you did it!” The middle-aged man said excitedly.
”You should keep exercising and don't sit too long. It's not easy to relapse. Next!” Li Mu nodded and said.
”Doctor, I've been coughing for the last two months. I went to the hospital to see a doctor. The doctor said it was pneumonia. But I still coughed after the injection of the moth. The cough has been bad. Can you show it to me? ”
A soft and weak cute girl who looks less than 20 years old said nervously.
”Let me see!” Li Mu looked at his sister's throat, took her pulse, and then said, ”you have tonsillitis, mainly because of the hot weather!”
”You are a person whose tonsils are easy to be inflamed repeatedly. As soon as your body is weak, your tonsils will be inflamed and lead to cough. It is difficult to completely recover by injection alone. I'll give you a few injections and then write a prescription!”
”You can go back and drink the medicine for a week!”
Li Mu took out the fine needles for acupuncture and put them near her throat under the note of Meng's big eyes.
”I feel much better. My cough is not so serious!” When Li Mu pulled out the needle, sister Meng cleared her throat and said in surprise.
”According to the prescription, you can completely recover after taking the medicine for a week!” Li Mulong feifengwu wrote down a prescription and handed it to sister Meng.
”Thank you, doctor, thank you, doctor!” Sister Meng thanked again and again, and then walked away with a happy face.
”Doctor, I have a headache. Show me!”
Seeing that Li Mu's medical skills were so superb, more patients rushed around and rushed to Li Mu's eyes one by one.
Li Mu looked at it one by one. There was a medical Saint ghost, a miraculous medical master. There were hardly many diseases that could be difficult for Li Mu.
Unless it is a disease with cellular lesions that is difficult to cure for a while, most of the diseases will be easily solved by Li Mu.
Gao Shuai saw that Li Mu's solution was getting easier and easier. His face soon looked ugly. He quickly accelerated the speed of seeing a doctor. How could he lose to an unknown steamed stuffed bun.
Gao Shuai looked faster and faster. Many patients just looked at it and didn't even ask about their condition. Whether it was right or not, he immediately prescribed medicine to let those patients go. Soon he caught up with Li Mu's speed of seeing a doctor.
”Boy, I have only the last two patients left. You will lose!”
After a while, there were only two patients left in front of Gao Shuai. He said proudly and loudly.
At the same time, there are five patients in front of Li Mu, two to five. Gao Shuai thinks he must win.
But at this time, a patient took Gao Shuai's medicine, suddenly his whole body was red and swollen, and fell at the door of the traditional Chinese Medicine Museum.
”Dad, what's the matter with you?” The patient's daughter shouted in horror, and then angrily shouted to Gao Shuai, ”you quack, what medicine did you prescribe to eat my father like this?”