Jiang Cheng and Miao Renfeng took a step forward at the same time and came to Mr. Wen Feng.

Mr. Wen Feng was generous and pushed the wheelchair out of the line, allowing Jiangcheng and Miao Renfeng to treat him boldly.

Jiang Cheng and Miao Renfeng looked at Mr. Wen Feng's legs and did not move for a long time.

"Are you two stumped by your old age?"

The old lady joked behind her.

Jiang Cheng smiled and took the lead in Wen Feng asked: "I wonder if the old man's lower body often feels falling?"

Traditional Chinese medicine is nothing more than looking, listening, asking and touching. At this time, Jiangcheng asked the old man about his condition by conventional means.

Seeing that Jiang Cheng spoke, Miao Renfeng was not willing to be outdone and asked, "Does the old man feel swelling and painful on his head after he had a stroke?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Wen Feng laughed happily and said, "Everything, all."

Meet.

Jiang Cheng and Miao Renfeng nodded secretly, and Jiang Cheng asked again: "Will the old man's arms be weak?"

"Does the old man feel a little bit of perception in his lower body?"

Miao Renfeng also asked.

In the following time, Jiang Cheng and Miao Renfeng asked Mr. Wen Feng several questions one by one, all of whom were facing the old man’s symptoms one by one.

This made the audience applause, sighing that Jiang Cheng and Miao Renfeng are worthy of being miraculous doctors. After just a few glances, they revealed the old man's symptoms.

In fact, laymen do not know the tricks, and the knowledge that traditional Chinese medicine hopes is big or small. Jiangcheng and Miao Renfeng have seen many people, so they have such skills, which is not as simple as outsiders imagine.

After asking Mr. Wen Feng, Jiang Cheng and Miao Renfeng had a certain understanding of Mr. Wen Feng's symptoms.

"Let me come and treat the old man first."

At this time, Miao Renfeng spoke first and wanted to treat the old man.

Seeing this, Jiang Cheng raised his lips and didn't argue with this guy, so he went to treat him first.

The old man had a long history of stroke, and it was not easy to treat it. Even Jiangcheng was less than 70% sure, which shows how serious the old man was.

Jiang Cheng believed that Miao Renfeng's medical skills were not as good as himself, so he was sure that Miao Renfeng would definitely not be able to cure the old man.

"Doctor Miao, please!"

Mr. Wen Feng made a gesture of invitation and generously asked Miao Renfeng to treat him.

Although Jiangcheng and Miao Renfeng are both known as miracle doctors, he did not have much hope, but just didn't want to let the old lady down.

"Occured."

Miao Renfeng bowed her fists to Wen Feng, and then took out a silver needle as thick as a cow's hair on her body, preparing to treat Wen Feng.

"Is this...a thousand-wire silver needle created by Jiugongting?"

Seeing the silver needle on Miao Renfeng's hand, Jiang Cheng's eyes suddenly lit up and he became interested.

Jiugongting was a royal craftsman in the feudal dynasty. They specially served the palace and had the unique skills of top craftsmanship. Most of the various tricks in the palace were from them.

The Nine Palaces have had too many achievements, and the highest of them is the Thousand-Silk Silver Needle, which is praised and recognized by the world.

Thousand-thread silver needles are as thin as cow's hair, and are nearly half smaller than ordinary silver needles.

Compared with ordinary silver needles, the thousand-wire silver needles are thin but not hard, but are very flexible.

In ancient times, it was said that the silver needle was named Jiugong Yin. Once, the imperial physician used the silver needle from the Jiugong Court as a doctor. When the emperor saw that it was as thin as a cow's hair, he was amazed and compared it to a woman's hair.

In order to please the emperor, the Nine Palace Court called the Nine Palace silver as a thousand-wire silver needle. Later, since the imperial physicians of all generations used these thousand-wire silver needles, it became a sacred object in the medical world.

For the Thousand-Silk Silver Needle, it can be said that it is the pursuit of everyone in the entire traditional Chinese medicine industry, and Lianjiangcheng is no exception.

In the last life, Jiangcheng was extremely eager to have a set of thousands of silver needles, but the silver needles were too rare and hard to find. Even if Jiangcheng was the number one miracle doctor in China, he could not collect one.

So, Jiang Cheng has always been obsessed with these thousand-wire silver needles and wants to get one.

And now, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but be moved when he saw Miao Renfeng having such a treasure.

"Slow down!"

Jiangcheng called Miao Renfeng, and Miao Renfeng and everyone turned around in confusion and looked at Jiangcheng.

"Doctor Miao, it seems that we have not set a bet yet."

Jiang Cheng said lightly.

"bet?"

Upon hearing this, Miao Renfeng frowned.

"No matter what, this time it is a medical competition between us. If you don't give up your head, it would be too unrestrained."

Jiang Cheng said with a smile.

Hearing this, Miao Renfeng also felt that Jiang Cheng was right and asked, "What do you want to bet on?"

Taken the bait.

Jiang Cheng raised his lips, pretending to be thinking, and then said, "Everyone is studying medicine, so let's bet something interesting. I think Doctor Miao's set of silver needles is very good, so why don't we bet on it?"

"What?

Do you want to bet on this thousand silver needles?"

Miao Renfeng said in surprise.

After saying that, he looked up and down at Jiang Cheng. When he saw Jiang Cheng showing a smirk without any concealment, he immediately understood Guo Lu and couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Damn, this bastard is targeting me with silver needles.

However, although he knew that Jiang Cheng had targeted his treasure, Miao Renfeng did not refuse.

Because in Miao Renfeng's opinion, it only makes people feel that Miao Renfeng has no courage and is not as good as Jiang Cheng, and he feels that he lacks confidence in his medical skills.

Miao Renfeng is very proud of people, and all the people present are well-known figures in Tianjin. In front of these people, Miao Renfeng cannot afford to lose this face.

"If I lose, you can take these thousand silver needles. But if you lose, what if you think you are?"

Miao Renfeng said with a gloomy face.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng looked calm and said, "I won't lose. If I really lose, you can break these legs and give you another five million yuan in hard work."

Breaking your legs will cost you five million yuan?

Jiang Cheng's confidence shocked everyone. Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but wonder if Jiang Cheng had already thought of a way to treat Mr. Wen Feng?

Otherwise, how could he act like a sure win?

"Hmph! Arrogant!"

Miao Renfeng snorted coldly, not believing that Jiang Cheng had the ability to cure Mr. Wen Feng.

"You will know if you are arrogant or not. Now it's time for you to take action on Doctor Miao, please!"

Jiang Cheng said lightly.

"act recklessly."

Miao Renfeng sneered secretly, only thinking that Jiang Cheng was too arrogant.

"I will break your legs later. I will see if you still smile."

Miao Renfeng thought to herself.

After calming down, Miao Renfeng turned her attention to Mr. Wen Feng again.

If Jiang Cheng wants to be convinced by his loss, he has to show some real skills at this time.

Thinking of this, Miao Renfeng shouted softly and began to drop needles on Mr. Wen Feng's legs.
Chapter completed!