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Six hundred and ninetieth chapters get three courses of treatment

The scene of the patient grabbing the steady hammer was seen by many doctors. Dr. Jon subconsciously exclaimed, "Incredible!"

Dr. Jon has seen this patient's disease many times. In Dr. Jon's eyes, this disease cannot be effectively treated at all and can only be maintained by drugs. He never expected that it could be treated in this way! The scene of the patient's solar meridian spurting blood from his solar meridian was a bit pitiful, but the result made him particularly happy.

"Doctor...I...I'm fine?"

The patient was very excited.

Over the past three years, he often worried that his arm might become ill one day and suddenly he couldn't use force. This made him cautious in daily life, not daring to drive or get heavy objects, for fear of accidents. This caused a great trouble to his life. At this moment, he had a completely different feeling. Unlike the way Dr. Jon looked at the patient's hopeful expression, and shook his head, "Traditional medicine is just a medical technique, not a magic spell, how could it be so good."

"ah?"

When the patient heard this, his excited expression immediately became depressed.

When several Europeans behind Dr. Jon heard this, they couldn't help but show a hint of pride on their faces. If the Chinese medicine doctor really cured the person like this, wouldn't he seem too backward? But now it seems that the Chinese medicine doctor is not as powerful as he imagined.

Zhang Xuan took the heavy hammer from the patient's hand and put it in his other hand. He still held the silver needle just now and stabbed the patient's Tianquan point. "One treatment is of course impossible to cure. Your disease has been accumulated for too long. From now on, I will do acupuncture once a week. Let's talk about your situation. Every Chinese doctor knows how to try it. After three weeks, you will be cured. During this period, your disease will not recur again."

After Zhang Xuan finished speaking, he pulled out the silver needle and the patient's Tianquan point sprayed out the bleeding column again. As the blood column was sprayed out, his hand could also be controlled freely.

Zhang Xuan winked at President Ma, and President Ma quickly understood and took out gauze to stop the bleeding for the patient.

Zhang Xuan continued: "During this period, you should avoid spicy food, alcohol, and eat more high-protein foods, do you understand?"

"I understand! I understand!"

The patient nodded repeatedly and recovered in just three courses. The three courses combined have only been more than two months. The doctor said that his disease will not recur during this period. The patient who had already lost hope has rekindled hope.

Several European doctors who were a little proud just now turned bad after hearing this. Dr. Jon, who was standing in front, looked at Zhang Xuan with admiration. In his eyes, this was a disease that could not be cured, but was cured by the young man in front of him in two injections.

On the Chinese medicine side, a middle-aged male doctor took a business card and handed it to the patient, "I am the doctor here. Remember to call me in advance before you come to treat."

"well!"

The patient took the business card with excitement and stretched out his thumb, "Traditional Chinese medicine is really amazing. I will promote it to you. China is indeed well-known and is more powerful than our Western medicine."

Zhang Xuan smiled and shook his head, "Promotion is OK, but this does not mean that traditional Chinese medicine is better than Western medicine. It is just that traditional Chinese medicine has more advantages than Western medicine when treating diseases like you."

Zhang Xuan's words made Dr. Jon feel ashamed and lowered his head.

Master Yan Li, President Ma and others were smiling, thinking in their hearts that Zhang Xuan came in time. If it weren't for Zhang Xuan's timely appearance, they would have been suppressed by these Western medicine practitioners in this exchange competition. Judging from the actions of these European doctors just now, they could think of what they would say if they won.

Today's "exchange" of medical skills is ending with Zhang Xuan's arrival, which makes traditional Chinese medicine end as a winner.

Several European doctors left with ugly expressions, and the patient was even more excited to share his joy directly on social software.

Dr. Jon walked up to President Ma and others and bowed deeply, "Doctor Ma, I am very sorry for what I did before. You Huaxia said that listening to your words is better than reading for ten years. Today I understand this principle. Medicine should not be divided into top and bottom, no borders, and everything is just for the patient."

Zhang Xuan looked at all this with a smile on his face. It seemed that Dr. Jon was not the kind of unreasonable person. It was just that the cultural differences between different countries had always affected their thoughts. He believed that traditional Chinese medicine was not good. Now that he saw the magic of traditional Chinese medicine, Dr. Jon was also abandoning the deep-rooted thoughts.

President Ma waved his hand, "Doctor Jon, it's a great blessing for you to think so. Medicine is just to cure people. I hope we can communicate more in the future."

"Sure, certain!"

President Ma and others politely talked to Dr. Jon and left.

"Little Doctor, it's really thanks to you this time."

As soon as he left the ward, Yan Li said to Zhang Xuan with gratitude, "If it weren't for your sudden appearance, we really don't know what to do."

"Master Yan, you are just having a misunderstanding in your mind."

Zhang Xuan shook his head, "If you hadn't heard muscle cramps from the beginning, you would have a way to treat it."

When Yan Li and others heard Zhang Xuan's words, they looked at each other for a few times and shook their heads secretly. They knew that Zhang Xuan's words were to save face for themselves. If it was their own medical skills, even if they knew that the patient's symptoms were meridian partitions, there would not be any good methods for a while, let alone the effect was taken in the first place.

The middle-aged female doctor no longer had the previous contempt and spoke to Zhang Xuan, "Little brother, I really admire your medical skills. If it were me, I would never have thought of a way to let the qi and blood surge in the patient's body to clear the tendons and veins."

Another middle-aged male doctor responded: "Even if you can think of it, I'm afraid you can't think of it like you, little brother, who will let the patient get a hammer and force the patient. You can only use some old methods. What you do today, little brother, really made my eyes shine."

Zhang Xuan smiled, "Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes that all changes are inseparable from the essence. With the fundamental goal of achieving our goal, we can take any method we can think of."

Several doctors felt very grateful that such a young man had appeared in the traditional Chinese medicine industry. This exchange meeting was hopeless for development.

Just when several doctors were trying to say something, a young Chinese man ran over.
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