Ning Tao said: "I am from Shancheng Medical University. I don't have a master. My medical skills are passed down from my ancestors."
Is Chen Pingdao considered a master
That cheater is not a master. If we want to talk about inheritance, it is the way of heaven. He is a natural mediator between good and evil, and the Tianwai Clinic, which represents the way of heaven, is his master. But this secret must not be told to these people, it must be rotten in the heart.
There was another buzzing discussion in the living room.
"Shancheng Medical University? It's just an ordinary medical university. Even their president calls me "teacher" when he sees me. How dare this kid pretend to be a miracle doctor in front of me?"
"Looking at his age, he must have just graduated, right? I doubt whether he is qualified to be a doctor, yet he dares to come here to treat Mr. Ding. If someone like him can treat someone, who are we?"
Ning Tao did nothing wrong, and he didn't provoke anyone. If you have to find a reason, it is just that he came from a humble background and dared to come here to "grab business" with a large group of famous doctors. At the same time, he also threatened the reputation and authority of these people.
Yan Song raised his hand, and the living room suddenly became quiet. This action alone makes it easy to see his status among these famous doctors.
"Young man, you have to be down-to-earth and honest. Tell me, how can you come here to treat Mr. Ding?" Yan Song's expression was serious. No matter how good you are, this was originally a self-effacing statement, but it changed when he applied it to Ning Tao.
Ning Tao said calmly: "I'm sorry, I'm a doctor. I'm just here to treat patients. I'm not here to talk about seniority or qualifications."
Yan Song's face turned ugly. When did a junior dare to talk to him like this
Ning Tao's eyes moved to Ding Congjun, "Mr. Ding, if you believe me, just let me try. If you don't believe me, I'll leave now."
Ding Congjun looked at Yan Song with a hesitant expression. He seemed to be undecided and was seeking Yan Song's opinion.
Yan Song said: "Mr. Ding has a distinguished status. How can a young boy just watch it? If such things are spread, it will have a bad impact on the reputation of your Ding family."
Jiang Hao was a little angry, "This is a good thing, but why does it affect the reputation of the Ding family?" She then said to Ding Congjun: "Brother Congjun, Dr. Ning is very busy. I finally invited him here from the mountain city. Do you believe it?" Me, if I wasn’t sure, would I recommend Dr. Ning?”
Ding Congjun did not express his position immediately. The discussion of a large group of famous doctors obviously affected him and aggravated his hesitation.
Ning Tao wanted to leave, but when he saw Jiang Haola's anxious look, he gave up the idea. The reason why he came here was entirely because of Jiang Hao, not because of who Ding Ye and Ding Congjun were and how powerful they were.
At this moment, Fan Huaying, who was standing behind Ding Congjun, suddenly said: "I think this Dr. Ning has extraordinary bearing. With so many famous doctors here, he can still be so calm and calm. He must be really capable. Brother Congjun, if you Believe in my vision, let Dr. Ning try it."
When Fan Huaying said this, Ding Congjun's hesitation disappeared in an instant, "Well, since Brother Huaying said so, let's let Dr. Ning try it." He looked at Ning Tao and his tone was polite. After a while, he said, "Dr. Ning, when Qingshui Dao grows out, go and show it to my father."
Ning Tao just nodded slightly, but the corner of his eye was focused on Fan Huaying. This Fan Huaying can make Ding Congjun change his attitude with just one word, and no one in the group of famous doctors will object. Although this is the Ding family, his status is obviously above Ding Congjun. It is not simple at all!
Yan Song's face turned even more ugly, "Since Mr. Fan has said this, I have nothing to say, but young man, if you can cure Mr. Ding, I, Yan Song, am willing to worship you as my teacher. If you can't cure Mr. Ding, , you’d better not say you are a doctor from now on, do you dare to make this bet with me?”
Ning Tao said calmly: "Sorry, I never accept disciples, and I never make bets."
A group of famous doctors looked at each other. Where did this kid get the confidence and courage to dare to talk to Yan Song like this!
Yan Song was almost suffocated. How could he ever have the slightest thought of worshiping Ning Tao as his teacher? He looked down on Ning Tao so much, saying that Ning Tao was not qualified to treat Ding Ye, but Fan Huaying said that Ning Tao had real abilities and asked Ning Tao to treat Ding Ye. Wasn't this a public statement that he had no vision? For people who have lived to his age and level, face is more important than anything else, so the purpose of what he said was just to gain face! As a result, when Ning Tao said this, it gave people the feeling that he wanted to become a disciple!
Do unto others, do not impose on others.
Ning Tao's reaction was actually very polite. He was not a brick on the ground. Anyone who wanted to step on it could step on it. He is the owner of Tianwai Clinic!
Fan Huaying looked at Ning Tao, his eyes were deep and sharp, as if he wanted to penetrate Ning Tao's heart.
At this time, the door at the end of the corridor opened, and Master Qingshui walked out from behind the door. He shook his head as he walked, and said to himself, "Strange, strange..."
Ding Congjun came forward and asked, "Taoist Master Qingshui, what's the result?"
Taoist Master Qingshui was silent for a while before saying: "I'm sorry for Pindao's incompetence. The doctor can't cut it off, and the Tao can't cut it off. Pindao has no face to stay here anymore, so I'll take my leave."
Fan Huaying said: "Master Qingshui, don't leave in a hurry. It's not too late to see how Dr. Ning diagnoses."
Taoist Master Qingshui's eyes fell on Ning Tao. He didn't say anything, but he didn't leave either.
Ding Congjun said: "Doctor Ning, please."
Ning Tao carried the small medicine box and walked towards the door at the end of the corridor.
Jiang Hao caught up with Ning Tao, "I'll take you there."
"Let's go take a look too." Ding Congjun said.
Ning Tao stopped, turned around and said, "I have my own rules for treating patients. Apart from me and the patient, there cannot be a third person in the room. If you come to me for treatment, you must abide by my rules."
"This..." Ding Congjun hesitated, his face obviously unhappy.
Jiang Hao then said: "Brother Congjun, this is the rule for Dr. Ning's treatment. Let's stay here and wait for him to come out."
Ding Congjun sighed, "Okay, then we'll just wait."
Ning Tao carried the small medicine box into the room at the end of the corridor and locked the door.
Lying on the bed was an old man with short hair, a Chinese character face, and a tall build. Even when he was lying on the bed, he gave people a majestic feeling. This kind of temperament can only be possessed by those who have been in the military all their lives.
He is Ding Ye.
When Ning Tao came to the bedside, Ding Ye suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Ning Tao.
At that moment, Ning Tao seemed to see something unusual in Ding Ye's eyes, and his heart moved, "Is he also a new demon?"
However, Ding Ye just glanced at Ning Tao and closed his eyes.
Ning Tao awakened the state of sight and hearing in his eyes and nose. In his eyes, Ding Ye's body was suddenly surrounded by a ball of colorful energy. This situation made him a little surprised. Just now, he thought that Ding Ye was also a new demon like Lin Qinghua, but the innate aura of Lin Qinghua, who became a new demon, was green, while Ding Ye's innate aura was ordinary. People are colorful.
What's even weirder is that Ding Ye is obviously ill, but instead of showing signs of weakening, his innate aura is even stronger than ordinary people. In addition, the odor emitted by his body was also normal, and there was no disease in any of his organs or parts.
Based on this diagnosis, Ning Tao was almost certain that Ding Ye was a very healthy old man, but it was such an old man who went crazy and bit his own dog to death!
Ning Tao secretly said in his heart: "With so many famous doctors and even Taoist priests unable to find out the cause of the disease, Ding Ye's situation must be a special one."
The bamboo slips of the account book of Tianwai Clinic are in the small medicine box. Using the bamboo slips of the ledger to diagnose is the simplest and most effective way, but this time Ning Tao wanted to try again to diagnose the cause of Ding Ye's illness by his own ability. One is because of curiosity, and the other is because this is also a necessary exercise.
On the bed, Ding Ye suddenly opened his eyes again, and a fierce light suddenly appeared in his eyes.
A sense of crisis emerged, and Ning Tao instinctively took a step back.
Ding Ye sat up suddenly and reached out from the quilt with his hands to grab Ning Tao's neck.
Click!
The two chains locked on Ding Ye's wrists instantly tightened, and his hands stopped in the air. But even though he couldn't do anything to Ning Tao, he desperately tried to reach out to Ning Tao's neck with his hands. The iron fists locked on his wrists rubbed against his skin. The skin on his wrists soon broke and blood oozed out. He opened his mouth wide and made a roaring sound like a beast.
At this moment, Ning Tao caught something from Ding Yeli's eyes. When he first entered the door, he did not activate the sight and smell skills of his eyes and nose, so he just "saw something" a little bit. the illusion. At this moment, he was in the state of seeing and hearing. When the thing emerged from Ding Ye's eyes again, he saw it at a glance. At the same time, it was locked in Ding Ye's innate aura - it was a trace of black. energy of!
As soon as that trace of energy appeared, veins popped up in Ding Ye's arms one by one, and the iron chains kept making noises, giving people a feeling that they were about to be broken! This is not the power that an old man can burst out at all. This is the trace of black energy at work!
Ning Tao suddenly took a step forward and grabbed Ding Ye's hand. Niwangong trembled, and the black and white spiritual power flowed down his arm, and he pounced on the trace of black energy like a swimming dragon...
He did not use the bamboo slips of the ledger to make a diagnosis and took action directly. This was the confidence that increased spiritual power brought to Ning Tao.
He had a hunch that that trace of black energy was someone who "transferred" into Ding Ye's body, just like when Chen Pingdao bit him and transferred some of his spiritual power. However, Chen Pingdao was kind-hearted, but the person who channeled this black energy into Ding Ye was not so kind-hearted.
The black and white spiritual power entered Ding Ye's body, and the trace of dark energy did not dare to fight and disappeared in an instant. Ding Ye also closed his eyes and fell on the bed.
"Want to escape? It's too late!" A sneer appeared on the corner of Ning Tao's mouth. He reached out his right hand and grabbed Ding Ye's forehead. At that moment, his spiritual power had locked onto the Niwan Palace deep between Ding Ye's brows.
Although Ding Ye's Niwan Palace cannot be compared with his, it is a good place for that trace of dark energy to hide.
The black and white spiritual powers swarmed away like an army besieging a city!