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Seeing the gray-haired old man saying to his face that he had such a big breath, Ding Mu smiled slightly, breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Haha."

The old man said: "Young man, you said your level is a little higher than ours, so why don't we just compete?"

He spoke standard Chinese.

"Old man. You are already your age, you have such a hot temper, and your training is not like that of a famous doctor." Ding Mu smiled and said, "Besides, it is not good to eavesdrop on others."

The old man had a very weird temper. He rolled his eyes, blew his beard and glared: "You little brat and this little brat, you are insulting the reputation of my Luo Clinic with your mouth and mouth. You say it, but I am not allowed to listen!"

"Haha. I promise you to listen, I promise you to listen. Old guy, since you are still so aggressive at a long age, I am afraid that you have just reached menopause and your hormones are out of balance. I don't have the same experience as you. I can compare whatever you want. I'm here to accompany you." Ding Mu heard that the other person was talking about a child, so the title was not very polite.

The old man looked at Ding Mu with his eyes. When he saw Ding Mu's hand, his eyes lit up and he said, "Luo Haichuan, the evil-attacking sect, studied under Liu Wanzheng in Hejian."

When Ding Mu heard that Luo Haichuan directly showed the mountain gate, he had no choice but to say: "Wuhuamen Ding Mu, senior brother Yunliu personally taught the medical skills."

Upon hearing this, Luo Haichuan smiled proudly and said: "I knew you were a disciple of Wuhua Sect. The ring on your middle finger is not the Wuhua Golden Needle."

Ding Mu raised his hand, and on his middle finger was a ring wrapped with gold wire. If the gold wire ring was straightened, it would be a one-foot-long hollow gold needle. At the end of the needle was a tiny flowerless flower. Very refined. This is a relic given to him by Yunliu, and it is also a symbol of Wuhuamen.

Hearing what Luo Haichuan said, Ding Mu knew that this old guy must not be simple. He could actually know Wuhua Golden Needle.

Just as Ding Mu was about to speak, Luo Haichuan said: "So, you are Yunliu's junior brother. You are a big kid. How are you, brother Yunliu?"

Ding Mu felt a little sad and said, "Senior brother passed away five years ago."

"Ah!" Luo Haichuan said with a complicated expression on his face, "It's a pity that such a talented person has not been blessed with a long life. Xiao Ding, how many skills have you learned from him?"

Ding Mu shrugged and said: "You have to look at what aspect. In terms of medical skills, my experience is still limited. However, my comprehensive ability is definitely better than my predecessor. We have no flowers, and we can't be inferior to the previous generation."

Said, Ding Mu also looked at Ding Yan in particular and put his hand gently on his shoulder.

Ding Yan raised his head, looked at Ding Mu, and said with unconditional support: "Dad is the best."

Luo Haichuan said: "Since you are the master of Wuhua Sect, I can't bully the small ones. Come on, let's go to the surgical clinic in front and see the patients."

Ding Mu happily followed Luo Haichuan. He knew that nothing could be done about this matter today, so he would try it with real swords and guns. Ding Mu also wanted to see what level he and Meimei were in terms of medical skills combined.

Before entering the room, Ding Mu heard a familiar voice, "Mr. William. Don't worry, the experts from our clinic will be here soon." A delicate voice said politely.

"Well, I'm not in a hurry. I'm just here for Expert Luo." A rough voice said.

Luo Haichuan, Ding Mu and Ding Yan just walked to the door. Luo Haichuan opened the door and the three of them entered the surgical clinic together. A middle-aged man wearing a hat on his head, with rough and rustic skin, and His clothes were quite elegant, but there was an unpleasant smell coming from him.

Luo Haichuan had a weird temper and did not say hello to the patient. He directly said to Ding Mu in Chinese: "Tell me, what is wrong with this person?"

Ding Mu saw it at a glance and replied in Chinese: "This man has a malignant sore on his head and is in very bad condition."

"Hiss." Luo Haichuan immediately glanced at Ding Mu, "Okay, he has some skills."

After speaking, Luo Haichuan said in broken English: "Take off your hat."

Seeing that Ding Mu and Ding Yan were still there, Mr. William was a little hesitant at first, but seeing Luo Haichuan's aura, he didn't dare to say anything and took off his hat obediently. He was still mumbling who these two people were. Why are you with Luo Haichuan? Is he a relative or a patient of his?

William took off his hat here, and the beautiful doctor over there couldn't move his eyes away when he looked at Ding Mu. He rubbed his eyes in disbelief and said in disbelief: "Ding...Ding Mu?"

Ding Mu nodded with a smile, gestured to her, and said, "See the patient first, and we'll chat later."

This beauty was none other than Gongsun Xiao, the purest among Ding Mu's first-level peers.

Ding Yan walked over and said, "Hello, beautiful sister."

Gongsun Xiao smiled sweetly and said, "Hello, my lovely brother."

Here, Luo Haichuan was diagnosing William, and Ding Mu was listening indifferently.

Luo Haichuan felt his pulse without saying a word.

Ding Mu said in Chinese: "Old Luotou, I can tell you how this happened without taking a pulse. This is not a spontaneous malignant sore, but caused by external infection. And it is an old malignant sore, more than eight years old. "

"Stop nagging." Luo Haichuan rolled his eyes and asked William, "How did you do this and how long did it take?"

William said: "Eight years ago, I broke my head with a hoe covered with soil. Since then, it has been recurring and ulcerated. I have used many antibiotics, but none of them work now."

"Dad is great." Ding Yan said in time, "Dad's diagnosis is great!"

At this time, Luo Haichuan also looked at Ding Mu with surprise, his face full of shock. He even stuttered a little and said, "You, you, you, how do you know."

"The level is high." Ding Mu said confidently.

In fact, Ding Mu didn't rely on physical examination at all, but relied on facial recognition to match the person's information, and then retrieved all the person's information based on the person's information. These are some of the most sophisticated technologies Ding Mu has developed in artificial intelligence in the past few years.

Luo Haichuan breathed out from between his teeth: "What a Wuhuamen. What a Dingmu. I admit that you are good at diagnosis, but I am not as good as you. The next step is treatment. I am going to use this recipe. What do you think?"

This is even a bit low-profile. After saying that, he started writing quickly.

One ounce of astragalus, two ounces each of ginseng and angelica; Magnolia officinalis, Platycodon, Guixin, Ligusticum chuanxiong, Fangfeng, licorice, and Angelica dahurica. The above ten flavors are selected from the precious essence of the medicine. They are all cleaned, sun-dried, roasted, and extremely dried on a square scale. Except for the heart of the osmanthus, pound it in one place to make it into fine powder. Add the cinnamon and mix well. "

Ding Mu looked at the house and said dialectically: "This prescription is to remove toxins, expel pus and internally replenish Shixuan Powder. It can cure all carbuncles, ulcers, and boils. The book says that this medicine cures sores. Those that have not yet healed will quickly disperse, and those that have grown will quickly rupture." , the pus comes out by itself without squeezing it with hands, the evil flesh goes away by itself, without using a knife or stick, the pain immediately subsides after taking the medicine, and its effect is like a miracle. It dissipates wind toxins, circulates in the meridians, expels pus and relieves pain, and promotes muscle growth. "

"Not bad." Luo Haichuan said proudly, how is this medicine?

"It's disgusting." Ding Mu said, "This medicine has mild properties and can be taken by the elderly, children, women, and virgins. It cannot cure ten years of malignant sores at all."

"Huh?!" The expression on Luo Haichuan's face suddenly froze, and he said angrily, "Then how do you treat it?"

Ding Mu stretched out a finger and said, "If it were me, I would just use one medicine."