For the people below, they have absolutely sufficient trust in Yang Xiaole. After all, Yang Xiaole's clinic has been open here for almost half a year. Although there are difficult and complicated diseases during this period, they have definitely not raised the table like the doctor before!

Moreover, if you encounter a disease that cannot be cured by Yang Xiaole, Yang Xiaole will also clearly tell the other party how to relieve it and how to reduce the impact of this disease on life.

It can be said that in the eyes of these people, Yang Xiaole is not only a miracle doctor with excellent medical skills, but also a doctor with good medical ethics, responsible and conscientiousness.

Now compared with these dozens of people, one is in the sky and the other is in the ground!

"Get out quickly! Stop embarrassing!"

"Get out quickly and see Mr. Yang's medical skills!"

"That's right, don't stand on it, get out of here!"

Seeing the doctors standing on the stage and staring at Yang Xiaole's direction, they looked very dissatisfied, and the few people were all angry.

For them, Yang Xiaole is now their godlike existence. Not only is he skilled in medicine, but he also charges very little, and even does not charge a fee for many people.

Just give me some principal to the medicinal materials.

Moreover, some people in difficulty do not even need to pay the principal. Such people, such doctors with medical ethics, are now being asked by so many people to kick the house. What does this mean?

This means that someone is jealous! It means that Yang Xiaole has moved others' interests, so they must take revenge on Yang Xiaole.

But for these ordinary people, Yang Xiaole is their protector. He has given him the treatment discount for others. Now that someone is here to smash the situation, how could they stand by and watch?

Thinking of this, almost everyone stood on Yang Xiaole's side and glared at the dozens of doctors on the stage.

"Hahaha, okay, I'll do it!"

Hearing the doctor's words and the eager eyes of the audience below, Yang Xiaole then chuckled softly, stood up and walked up to the stage.

"Hmph, everyone, let's go down. I want to see how this so-called Doctor Yang treats these diseases!"

At this time, the fat doctor sneered. Something that even more than 40 people could not solve was possible with Yang Xiaole, a young man in his twenties?

It's clearly a lie!

They want to see how Yang Xiaole cured these people in a while!

Soon, Yang Xiaole had already walked to the first patient: "Is this old man? To be honest, Lao Han Le requires long-term acupuncture to treat you, so I will give you an acupuncture first to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis. You can go to the clinic to get some Chinese medicine and warm your body first. It will be completely cured in about half a year. This is the prescription. You can hold it first, and I will give you an acupuncture now."

As he said that, Yang Xiaole was not vague and wrote down the prescription directly and handed it to the old man.

For Yang Xiaole now, he only needs to take a look at the patient and take a little pulse to know what was wrong with the other party.

The old man's disease is actually the most common cold legs. It is not difficult to find a few old Chinese doctors who have been experienced for decades and are really capable.

"Hahaha, there is also acupuncture, how do we know if this person is the actor you invited?"

At this time, Dr. Zhang, who was in the audience, couldn't help but sneer when he heard Yang Xiaole's words.

"I said, you have a trick in your mind, right? You brought a group of fugitives to Mr. Yang to provoke him. Where did Mr. Yang find an actor? You are afraid that you have forgotten your mind at home when you go out?"

"That's right, a person like you is simply awesome."

"Oh, if you can't do it, just say others can't do it. What a doctor, it's so disappointing!"

Speaking of this, almost everyone sighed subconsciously, and the eyes of looking at Dr. Zhang were full of delays.

"you...."

When Dr. Zhang was immediately speechless when he was criticized by these people, but in fact he knew very well that although the people in front of him were very rough, they were all telling the truth.

The challenge was simply out of temporary intentions, and it was impossible for the other party to know the news in advance and make preparations.

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to tell you!"

The fat doctor snorted coldly, turned his head and looked at the stage again.

At this time, Yang Xiaole had already taken out the silver needle, disinfected it with alcohol, and put the needle on the old man's knees. In less than a few minutes, dozens of silver needles were inserted into the old man's legs, which looked a little scary.

"How do you feel when old man?"

Then, Yang Xiaole spoke slowly and asked the old man.

"Well, it feels a little numb, and itchy!"

The old man felt it for a moment and spoke slowly.

"Well, okay, you can sit here and rest first, wait until the blood is circulating for a while, for about half an hour, I'll go to see other patients first. Do you have any objection?"

At this time, Yang Xiaole smiled softly. The old man had Xiao Xiangyun on his head. He could accumulate some merits for treating such a person.

Although this amount is a bit small, it is a lot of accumulation after all. No matter how small the mosquitoes are, they are still meat. You can't always dislike it, right?

In the past six months, he has been able to accumulate some such merit every day. Although he doesn't know how much merit he has now, it is undeniable that he has already felt that his strength has recovered a little bit. Although he cannot reach the level of inducing qi into his body, his body has begun to be nourished by the spiritual energy.

It is estimated that in another half a year, it will be able to induce qi into the body.

By that time, you can use your true qi to treat more diseases. By that time, Li Shouren's daughter's polio will be completely cured.

"Okay, okay, thank you Mr. Yang!"

The old man also thanked Yang Xiaole repeatedly when he heard Yang Xiaole's words.

Although this old cold leg is not a serious illness, it will still affect the human body if it exists all the time. Every rainy day, or when the temperature is low at night, it will hurt for a while, and it always feels bad.

If Yang Xiaole can help him cure this old problem now, he will be very grateful.

"Well, okay, don't move around when you sit here, otherwise the silver needle will fall off, and there will be no effect!"

Yang Xiaole nodded gently and explained.
Chapter completed!