When everyone saw this appearance, they looked like zombies. They were so frightened that they all moved away.

As soon as Li Zhen saw it, he kicked off his feet and immediately rushed out. He grabbed the man's neck and pushed him to the ground.

The man yelled, struggled hard, and stretched out his hands to scratch Li Zhen.

Li Zhen's expression couldn't help but change. This man seemed to be of medium size, but his strength was not ordinary. What was even more frightening was that his mouth full of blood was still stained with some meat residue. It was obvious that the man just now had

His face was torn off with his mouth.

Seeing that he couldn't control the man, Li Zhen hurriedly pressed his neck with his forearm, then raised his fist and punched him twice in the face. If it were an ordinary person, he would have fainted from the pain, but the man

But it was as if he didn't feel anything. He was still barking and scratching Li Zhen's face and arms.

"Come, come, I have a rope."

A brave old woman hurriedly untied the small rope from her back seat and handed it over.

Upon seeing this, several young men quickly came to help and tied up the crazy man tightly with all their hands.

"Master, do you think this man is crazy? Can you cure his madness?" a person in the crowd asked to the mustache.

"Of course it can be cured! He is possessed by a ghost!"

The mustachioed man said confidently, then walked over with a pen and yellow paper, and chanted while writing: "One stroke moves the world, two strokes the sword of the ancestor, and three strokes the evil spirit moves thousands of miles away!"

He said one sentence, and then his pen ticked. After three sentences, he had already drawn three hooks on the talisman. Then he drew again while chanting, "One turns to heaven and earth, and two turns to ghosts and gods. The sun and moon merge at two o'clock to move the universe.

Hurry like a law!"

After saying that, he immediately stuck the talisman paper to the man's face. The talisman paper suddenly burned, and the mustache patted the paper ash firmly on the man's face.

But it had no effect at all. The man stared at him with his mouth wide open and his eyes widened, and he let out a low, inhuman roar from his throat.

"This little trick of yours is of no use."

At this time, Mo Xiaosheng glanced at the mustache and said.

"Little trick, do you dare to say that this is a little trick?" The mustache glared at Mo Xiaosheng, "Didn't you see how many people I just healed?"

"It's just a small skill. I thought you had some skills, but I didn't expect that you haven't learned the essence at all, and you can only cure a few minor illnesses." Mo Xiaosheng said calmly.

"What a little trick? Fart! Do you know what Zhuyoushu is?!" The mustache's eyelids were cracked, and he was filled with anger.

"Zhu You is a medical practitioner, but it doesn't mean that you can pretend to be a fool. You don't even see the disease clearly, so you dare to treat it blindly?!" Mo Xiaosheng said coldly.

"Why didn't I understand? He is clearly possessed by a ghost in this state!" the mustache said angrily.

"Sir, here comes the needle."

Following Mo Xiaosheng's instructions just now, Li Zhen ran back to the health center to get the needle bag back.

"He has taken bath salts, that's why he has these symptoms." Mo Xiaosheng took out a silver needle and stabbed it into the man's neck. The man suddenly calmed down, his face turned, and he passed out.

"Yes, these are the symptoms of taking bath salts. There have been several cases in our country!" Anne, who was frightened at first, came to her senses at this time.

"Could he be dead?" someone in the crowd asked.

A young man hurriedly leaned over and tried it, and said hurriedly: "It's okay, I just fainted."

"Mr. Mo is so awesome, it depends on you!"

"That's right, Doctor Mo is not called Miracle Doctor for nothing. He is not comparable to any other doctor who pretends to be a magician!"

"In the future, you should go to Doctor Mo for medical treatment. Doctor Mo is more reliable!"

Everyone was a neighbor nearby, so naturally they all knew Mo Xiaosheng. Seeing that the mustache was not solved, and Mo Xiaosheng had to take action in the end, they couldn't help but feel guilty for not going to Mo Xiaosheng for medical treatment, and they all spoke up to Mo Xiaosheng.

Mo Xiaosheng was used to it. He didn't know how many times he told them that his place was a health care center, not a medical center. But they just ignored it and went to him for medical treatment. As time went by, Mo Xiaosheng didn't bother to say it anymore.

"Are you Mo Xiaosheng?!"

The mustache looked at Mo Xiaosheng and asked with a frown.

In fact, he came to this street to treat people because of the sign of Smashing Mo Xiaosheng. He has traveled all over the country in the past few years and has been to countless places. He has never seen a doctor who is said to be so good. Hearing people say this

After praising Mo Xiaosheng, I felt somewhat unconvinced, so I set up a stall at the east end of the street and competed with Mo Xiaosheng for business.

Because his medical treatment methods were very novel and effective, he attracted many people to come to see him in a few days. He was very proud of this. It turned out that Mo Xiaosheng was just like this. He didn't expect to be slapped in the face by Mo Xiaosheng himself today.

Already.

"Yes, I am Mo Xiaosheng."

Mo Xiaosheng couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw that he actually knew about him.

"I heard that you have superb medical skills? Do you dare to compete with me?" the mustache said provocatively.

"Medical skills are used to save people, not to compete." Mo Xiaosheng said with a calm smile.

"I think you're scared, right?" The mustache sneered.

"Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo, something bad has happened! The health center..."

Before Mo Xiaosheng could answer, a man in his twenties suddenly hurried over from the side. He was the young man who went to see Mo Xiaosheng for medical treatment at noon. Because he had run all the way here, he was out of breath and out of breath.

I couldn't hold my breath until my face turned red and I couldn't speak.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Li Zhen asked hurriedly.

The young man took a quick breath and then said: "It's... there's a fatality, the health center...the health center was smashed!"

"Ah?" Li Zhen's expression changed, and before he could ask any more questions, he turned around and ran to the health center.

When Mo Xiaosheng saw that Li Zhen had gone back, he was not in a hurry to go back. He was very surprised and asked the young man: "Who was killed? Who was killed?"

"Lao Zhangtou, Lao Zhangtou, who often goes to your place for medical treatment and medicine, is not working anymore. His son and daughter took him to the hospital, saying that he was no longer good after taking your medicine at noon. I want to ask you for an explanation.

." The young man was very anxious, "And he also brought many relatives with him to smash up the health center. When I saw it, I hurriedly came over to report to you."

"You deserve it! Did everyone hear that the prescription he prescribed would kill people?"

When the mustache heard this, he immediately became energetic and hurriedly fanned the flames and said to the crowd.

As soon as everyone heard that Mo Xiaosheng's recipe had killed people, their originally high enthusiasm immediately dissipated, and they whispered to each other and talked about it.

Mo Xiaosheng ignored everyone and walked quickly towards the health center. Anne quickly followed, wondering in her heart, Mo Xiaosheng's medical skills were so good, how could he prescribe prescriptions that could eat dead people casually.

"Come on, let's all go over together and see how Doctor Mo heals people!"

The mustache was very upset about Mo Xiaosheng stealing his limelight just now, and immediately encouraged everyone to go to the health center to watch the fun.

Except for a few people who stayed to look after the crazy man and waited for the arrival of the police, everyone else followed the mustache and walked to the health center.

Mustached Hu felt very happy at this time. For a doctor, the biggest medical accident is to treat diseases and kill people. Especially for Chinese medicine, if you are not careful when formulating Zizi, it is easy to kill people. This is one of the reasons for the decline of Chinese medicine now.

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Once such a major medical accident occurs, the doctor's career will be ruined. If the family insists on suing, the rest of Mo Xiaosheng's life may also be ruined.

For Mustached Hu, this is the happiest revenge. He didn't expect that God would help him.

The entrance of Mo Xin Health Center was already crowded with people, seven or eight of them were holding iron bars, hammers and other things in their hands. The security door of the health center had also been smashed into pieces.

There was a stretcher on the ground. Lao Zhangtou was lying on the stretcher with a livid complexion, motionless and almost out of breath.

Next to me, two women in their thirties were crying and wiping their tears, looking sad.

"Mo Xiaosheng! Stay with my father for his life!"

After seeing Mo Xiaosheng, a bald man in red clothes cursed angrily at Mo Xiaosheng, raised the hammer in his hand and pointed at Mo Xiaosheng.

"That's right, quack doctor, I have to make you pay with your life today!" The few people behind also picked up the sticks in their hands and pointed at Mo Xiaosheng, arrogantly.

"I wonder which one of you dares to take action!" Li Zhen puffed out his chest and glared at them, his face red. If he hadn't felt wronged, he would have taken action against these bastards.

Mo Xiaosheng glanced at Lao Zhangtou on the ground and saw that he was still breathing. He sneered: "He's not dead yet. If you don't send him to the hospital, send him to me. Why, are you so eager to extort money?"

"Fart! I'm gone. It's too late to send me to the hospital!" The bald man in red clothes said angrily with a red face.

"You are a quack, and now you still want to shirk your responsibility!"

"That's right, don't you feel guilty if a good person is killed by your medicine?"

"We trust you so much. People like you deserve to go to hell!"

A group of relatives who came with the bald man also angrily criticized Mo Xiaosheng.

"My recipe cannot eat a dead person."

Mo Xiaosheng glanced at them lightly, then walked to Lao Zhang's head and squatted down, reaching out to check his pulse.

"You even took the pulse out of your ass, and people were eaten to death by you!"

The bald man took out a list from his arms and said: "This is the prescription you prescribed for my dad. 8g each of genkwa, kansui, and euphorbia, and 10 jujubes. I asked someone about the medicinal properties of kansui.

It's so violent that it can't be used casually. My dad is already in poor health, but you even prescribed kansui to him. You clearly want to kill him!"

"My little brother is right. Although I have a Zhuyou background, I also have some knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine. The medicinal properties of Gansui are extremely strong, and most people with weak bodies cannot bear it." At this time, the mustache was leisurely.

He said, looking calm.

"Oh, Mr. Mo, you should be more careful when prescribing medicine."

"That's right. We only asked you to treat us because we trusted you. Now people have died. What do you think we should do?"

"Who will dare to seek medical treatment from you in the future? Isn't this harmful to others?"

"Hurry up and pay the money, otherwise it will be troublesome if they sue you and go to jail."

The onlookers couldn't help but sigh again and again. Because Mo Xiaosheng was usually nice to them, so they spoke tactfully now, but they were still a little scared when they thought about it. Fortunately, it was Lao Zhangtou who was lying here today, not them.

They also secretly thought about it. After returning home, they threw away all the prescriptions and medicinal materials prescribed by Mo Xiaosheng. From now on, they would no longer believe in such deceptive things as Chinese medicine. They should honestly go to the hospital to register and queue up for injections.

Bar.

Seeing that everyone was talking to him, and Mo Xiaosheng's face was extremely ugly, the bald man became even more arrogant, and said in a cold voice: "How about Mo Xiaosheng, you can't deny it now, I tell you, or I'll pay you 10 million
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