Rebirth of the Evil Life

Chapter 1,493: What is most important about people?

Hearing this, the old Chinese medicine doctor reluctantly glanced at Lin Feng again, and then went in.

Seeing another "old liar" come in, Messi became numb. The previous ones all brought up some crooked ideas, some said eating centipedes alive, some said using an ancestral pharmacy, one post would be enough, some said giving him acupuncture a few times, it was guaranteed that Messi would run faster than sprint champion Green. Still fast. But these people all have a common request, and that is money. They said that these secret recipes and so on require expensive medicinal materials, and the asking price is millions of yuan.

Of course, if the treatment is good, Lin Feng doesn't care about the money, but what these people say is too unreliable. Under the semi-interrogation by Li Rui and others, the trap was exposed within a few moments. Therefore, Messi doesn't have much expectations for the legendary miracle doctor Lin Feng talks about.

The old Chinese medicine doctor was very observant of his words and could tell by looking at Messi's expression that he didn't trust him, so he didn't say much. Traditional Chinese medicine is a very profound and complex subject. If you want to achieve something, you can't even start practicing Chinese medicine without having been exposed to it for 20 to 30 years. And the so-called miracle doctors in the world are all lies, purely deceiving the common people. Therefore, the old Chinese medicine practitioner did not pay attention to the disbelief revealed in Messi's eyes.

Facts speak louder than words, and veteran Chinese medicine practitioners speak with practical actions. After observing Messi for a few minutes, he took another pulse, and then the old Chinese doctor took out a long needle wrapped in cloth from his pocket. These needles are long and thin, and their tips are sparkling, making people shudder.

"Boss!" Messi couldn't speak Chinese. When he saw the old Chinese doctor taking out so many sharp needles, he was so frightened that he immediately shouted to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was shocked when he saw it.

"Old sir, what are you doing?" Lin Feng asked quickly. Messi is Tottenham Hotspur's treasure, and he can't be cured by this old Chinese doctor who doesn't know the depth of it.

"Shut up if you want me to treat you!" the old Chinese doctor yelled.

Lin Feng subconsciously stopped speaking. The old Chinese doctor is so confident and confident, so he obviously has something to rely on, so it's better to take a look first.

"Boss!" Messi screamed as he saw the old Chinese doctor holding up the cold needle in his hand.

"If you don't want me to insert the needle in the wrong place, you'd better not move! Otherwise, I won't be responsible for your death!" the old Chinese doctor blurted out in fluent English.

Shocked! The whole audience was shocked. No one would have thought that an old Chinese medicine doctor who is over 90 years old can actually speak English and be so fluent in it. Settle everyone on the spot. Even Messi had completely forgotten the sharp needles in the hands of the old Chinese medicine doctor.

immediately,

Under Lin Feng's horrified eyes, the old Chinese doctor inserted the sharp needle into Messi's head one by one. Lin Feng looked inexplicably horrified and wanted to stop him but didn't dare. If his behavior disturbs the old Chinese medicine doctor and makes him move his hand just a little bit, Messi's life will be completely over. However, if so many sharp needles are inserted into the human head, will it be okay? ——Lin Feng looked horrified.

A few minutes later, the old Chinese medicine doctor breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Okay, you sit quietly for 15 minutes, don't yell, and after 15 minutes, just follow me to do boxing." The old Chinese doctor ordered again in English.

At this time, Mei Xixi came back to his senses and looked at the old Chinese doctor with a look of admiration. He had been in China for a while and had always struggled with the language. He never expected that the 90-year-old man in front of him could actually speak English so fluently.

"Oh, thank you!" Messi nodded in thanks.

The old Chinese medicine doctor was noncommittal, sitting there, closing his eyes and relaxing.

Ah~~~~

At this moment, Messi saw through the mirror that his head was full of silver needles, like hedgehogs. He was so frightened that he almost fainted, and his pupils were as big as bull's eyes.

"If you don't want to have any problems with your brain and become mentally retarded in the future, it's best not to scream." The old Chinese doctor closed his eyes and said coldly.

Macy immediately covered her mouth and looked at herself in front of the mirror in horror, but did not dare to make a sound. It’s just that the more I look at it, the more horrifying I feel. With so many needles stuck in my head, will I be okay? Shouldn't he die suddenly after a while?

People are like this, sometimes they like to scare themselves. Sometimes, people even scare themselves to death. Seeing that Macy's lips were turning white, Lin Feng quickly ordered someone to take the mirror away.

"Messi, don't be afraid. This old Chinese doctor is the most famous miracle doctor in China. If you believe in him, you will be fine." Lin Feng comforted him.

"Mr. Lin, although I am a doctor, I dare not claim to be a miracle doctor. You are praising me too much." The old Chinese doctor said slowly. Fortunately, the old Chinese doctor did not use English this time, otherwise Messi would have been frightened to death.

Finally, Messi survived for fifteen minutes, and then in fear, he closed his eyes and asked an old Chinese doctor to remove the silver needles from his head. As soon as he took out the silver needle, Messi immediately ran to the mirror and kept touching his head to see if there were any wounds left on his head. But the miraculous thing is that the head where so many silver needles were inserted was unscathed.

In an instant, Messi's eyes changed, and the look he looked at the old Chinese medicine doctor was filled with worship that was more pious than God.

"Okay, come out with me to play boxing." The old Chinese doctor said.

Messi immediately walked out obediently with the old Chinese doctor.

"Look at my gestures and posture, I'm sure I won't make any mistakes!" the old Chinese doctor ordered.

Messi nodded yes.

Then the old Chinese medicine practitioner practiced each move. The movement was very slow at first, but then he saw that Messi could keep up, and became faster and faster. In the end, he was playing like a shadow, and he was like a tiger, and it was impossible to tell that he was over 90 years old.

After a round of fighting, the old Chinese medicine doctor finished his work and was calm and relaxed, but Messi was sweating profusely. It's as if Messi is already an old man in his nineties, and this old Chinese medicine doctor is just a 16-year-old young man.

"How are you? How do you feel?" the old Chinese doctor asked.

Messi moved his hands and feet and was pleasantly surprised to find that his health was much better. Although there is still a dull pain in the abdomen and the body is not as flexible as before, it is much better than before.

"Miracle doctor, you are truly a miracle doctor!" Messi gave a thumbs up. He has never seen such miraculous medical skills. Previously, the doctor asked him to rest in bed and recuperate more, and he would be able to move around freely after a month. It will take three months to resume training and four months to play games. This is still the most optimistic estimate. Today, he can get out of bed and box, which is amazing.

"Okay, I'll come back tomorrow." The old Chinese doctor put on his clothes and walked out.

"Uh, uh, miracle doctor, come back tomorrow? Wasn't it just today? Why do you have to come tomorrow?" Messi asked in surprise.

"You really think I am a god. For your injury, without half a month of continuous treatment, it would be extremely difficult!" The old Chinese medicine doctor glared, looking like a child who cannot be taught.

Half...half a month of treatment! ——Messi was immediately dumbfounded.

"Still the same treatment as today?" Messi pointed to his head.

"Yes, the process is exactly the same as today, half a month, not a day!" The old Chinese doctor nodded.

"Bang!" Messi fainted and fell to the ground.

No one can stand having their heads inserted with silver needles every day. Think about it, such a fragile part of the brain has to be inserted with so many needles, and this can still kill people!

"Old sir, let me see you off!" Lin Feng ordered someone to carry the unconscious Messi away, and he quickly followed and personally saw the old Chinese medicine doctor off.

After treating Messi just now, Lin Feng could pat his chest and guarantee that the old Chinese doctor in front of him was the legendary miracle doctor. Lin Feng had never seen anyone with a forehead full of silver needles still alive, and for Messi's disease, countless Western doctors said that he should rest and rest, but the old Chinese doctor did this, just pricked a few needles, and then he could He went to the ground to box, and after one punch, Messi looked much better. This is not a miracle doctor!

"Forget it, you'd better be busy. I'm not used to you shouting and hugging me so much. Besides, riding in a car is not good for your health, so you should walk more." The old Chinese medicine doctor waved his hand and said no.

Although Lin Feng hit a soft nail, he would definitely not give up easily. If he gave up easily, then Lin Feng would not be the Lin Feng he is today.

"Haha, yes, yes, then I will go back with you and ask you for advice along the way!" Lin Feng said with a smile.

The old Chinese medicine doctor sighed helplessly. There was nothing he could do when he met this difficult person. Forget it, if you want to follow, then go ahead. The old Chinese medicine doctor didn't bother to say anything more and just walked out.

"Old sir, how much is this medical fee? You see, you work so hard, so you should pay some outpatient fees!" Lin Feng asked with a smile. This old Chinese medicine doctor is so skilled in medicine, but he is willing to open a small clinic. He is obviously not a money-grubbing person. Therefore, Lin Feng will not use money to pressure people. But when someone sees a doctor, it is necessary to pay him.

"Well, I see you are not a poor person, so let me charge you one hundred yuan for outpatient service every day, for 15 days in total.

scare! Only 1,500 yuan for 15 days, so cheap. You must know that Messi's current hospital costs several thousand a day, not counting medicine. Compared with this, the price charged by the old Chinese doctor is too cheap, too cheap.

"Haha, old sir, you see that your medical skills are so good, have you ever thought about recruiting a disciple and passing on your medical skills?" Lin Feng asked with a smile.

If it were other rich people, they would definitely pay for an old Chinese doctor to be their personal doctor. With the medical skills of the old Chinese doctor, I am afraid that the life span will be much longer. This is what all rich people care about the most. Lin Feng also had this thought. However, this thought passed by in a flash. If you want to make money with the medical skills of an old Chinese doctor, I am afraid that countless rich people have already crossed the threshold. Will it be your turn? Obviously, the other party does not like money. Lin Feng would definitely not let this old Chinese medicine doctor go, so there was only one way to see if he had any apprentices. If not, help him set up a medical clinic and let him open a clinic to teach apprentices.

Think about it, when you have so many talented people with excellent medical skills like the old Chinese doctor, tut, tut, tut, you still have to have the final say in this future world!

What's most important? --healthy! If you have a group of miraculous doctors around you who can cure all diseases and cure all diseases with medicine, who do you think will not pay for it!