The big boy was so anxious that he was walking around, and there were many people gathering outside the door, all watching the fun.

"What's wrong with this kid?"

"Can it be food poisoning?"

"It's so pitiful. This child is probably only four or five years old, right?"

"Oh, why are Dr. Han not here today?"

"Oh, brother, there is a clinic opposite. You can go to the clinic opposite to take a look."

Someone shouted in the crowd.

The older boy also said, "Go to the clinic opposite and let them check it first."

Doctors have no barriers, as long as they can save people.

Although Dr. Han is not here, he knows a little bit of the skin, but in this case, he dare not treat others randomly.

The man wiped his tears, picked up the child and ran to the clinic opposite.

Chen Yang walked over and said, "That child seems to be gas poisoned."

The eldest boy said in surprise: "Does the Taoist master also understand medical skills?"

Chen Yang smiled slightly: "I know a little bit."

A creature like Taoist.

I don’t know anything except in love and having children.

But these are all Taoist priests from the past.

Most Taoist priests today know how to read the physiognomy, Feng Shui, and catch ghosts and eliminate demons.

There are not many Taoist temples in the sect of the word "正", and it is no exaggeration to say that Taoist priests who can achieve success in medical skills are rare.

The eldest boy continued to go back to get medicine, and Chen Yang sat at the door of the medicine hall waiting quietly.

Suddenly, a sad voice suddenly sounded from the clinic opposite.

"Son, my son!"

A group of people were surrounding her outside, making a noise.

Chen Yang frowned and stood up to look.

The big boy also ran over and murmured, "Nothing will happen?"

If it is just gas poisoning as Chen Yang said, the opposite clinic can completely solve it.

Isn't it gas poisoning?

When the big boy was stunned, Chen Yang had already walked over.

He pushed the crowd away and walked into the clinic.

The man knelt beside the hospital bed, and the little boy's face turned pale at this moment.

Chen Yang walked up and reached out to flip the boy's eyelids. His pupils were spreading, his breathing became weaker and weaker, and his vital signs were disappearing bit by bit.

"Hey, who are you? Don't touch me!"

The man in white coat shouted.

Another white coat grabbed him and shook his head gently at him.

At this time, someone comes up to take responsibility, and they are reluctant to do so.

"Fake medicine." Chen Yang suddenly said coldly.

He stretched out his hand and pulled out the needle from the boy's wrist, picked up the child and left.

The man on the ground grabbed his pants' legs: "Put down my son, what are you going to do..."

"I want to save him!"

These four words made the man stunned.

Chen Yang walked out of the clinic and shouted to the onlookers: "Go away from the crowd. If you are surrounded here, the air will not circulate, which will put the child in danger."

The masses moved aside when they heard this.

Although they want to watch the fun, it is a life.

Chen Yang quickly came to Zhongcaotang with his child in his arms.

The big boy who was taking the medicine said, "Master, why did you bring the child back?"

Chen Yang said: "The clinic opposite lost him fake medicine and the child was about to die. I want to save him."

The big boy said, "But..."

"I need Astragalus, Codonopsis, Angelica ..." Chen Yang said a few Chinese medicines in a row. Seeing the other party's hesitant face, he said, "I can save him, nothing will happen. If my behavior affects you, I can go out, but I need these medicinal materials now. Without these medicinal materials, the child may die."

"I……"

The eldest boy was still a little hesitant, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "I'll get the medicinal materials."

"Thanks."

Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he has medical skills.

But medical skills are not omnipotent. He can see what the boy is like and can also give appropriate prescriptions based on the cause of the disease.

But he was unable to treat him without medicine.

Acupuncture is not omnipotent. If you take one injection and get rid of the disease, that situation will only appear in the plot.

Acupuncture can only save lives, but not save lives.

The outside of Zhongcaotang was surrounded by people. With what Chen Yang said just now, they left a lot of space to watch from afar.

"Master, please save my son, please save me, please save me. I will give you the best money. Even if I sell the house, I will give you money. Please."

The man ran over, knelt at Chen Yang's feet, and kept kowtowing him.

Chen Yang said: "Get up, I will save him."

"Thank you, thank you, Taoist priest."

The man is already in vain.

He didn't even think about whether the young Taoist priest in front of him really knew medical skills.

He no longer thought about these things.

He only cares about his son.

I only care about Chen Yang saying that he could save his son.

The white coat from the clinic opposite came over and said, "The child is still good at our clinic. If something happens, it has nothing to do with me. Everyone sees it. You can get a certificate."

While taking out the silver needle, Chen Yang scolded coldly: "I actually used fake medicine when I opened a clinic. Did your conscience be eaten by a dog? With me here, the child will not die today, but a person like you who are careless is not worthy of being a doctor."

"Who did you say to use fake medicine?" The white coat turned red.

That's not a fake medicine, it's an expired medicine.

It was only after the child had an accident that he realized that he had used the wrong medicine.

After all, he runs a clinic, who would deliberately make things wrong in such matters?

But because of his carelessness, he almost killed his life.

"Shut up and get out!"

Chen Yang cursed, pinched a silver needle and gently inserted it into the boy's acupoint.

The big boy grabbed the medicinal herbs and came over: "Master Taoist, medicinal herbs."

Chen Yang didn't raise his head and said, "Please grind the medicinal materials into powder and rinse them with warm water."

"good."

The big boy skillfully mashed and grinded several herbs.

Chen Yang stabbed the seventh needle, and a rosy touch suddenly appeared on the boy's face.

Then, Chen Yang took out another silver needle and stabbed it on the boy's lower abdomen.

After the needle was pierced, the boy suddenly twitched his upper body and opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of turbid water.

And as the mouth of turbid water was spit out, the boy's face became more and more rosy.

Chen Yang breathed a light breath, reached out to take the rushing potion, and carefully fed it into the boy's mouth.

After feeding a bowl of potion, Chen Yang continued to apply acupuncture.

The boy still didn't open his eyes at this moment.

The crowd of onlookers did not make any sound, and they were all nervous.
To be continued...