Chapter 1 The Magic Witch Doctor

With Lu Feng's arrival, several Ming doctors rushed in. Everyone looked at the patient who seemed to be crazy. At the same time, they were also eager to try, as if they were confident that they could treat this patient.

"Don't move."

A thin old man with simple clothes and a long beard has a fairy-like charm. In the middle of the noisy crowd, he reached out to stop everyone and said, "Let me have a look first. If I can't, you can come again."

"Who are you? Why did you treat it first? A wise doctor, who was side by side with the thin doctor, showed dissatisfaction on his face. Even while talking, he had squatted down, quickly grabbed the middle-aged patient's wrist, and began to give him a pulse consultation.

After a full minute, the wise doctor's face showed a trace of embarrassment. He shook his head with a wry smile, silently loosened the middle-aged patient's wrist, and stood up and took a step back.

"I'll diagnose it!"

Another Ming doctor quickly came forward and stretched out his hand to take the pulse of the middle-aged patient. However, with the passage of time, he actually diagnosed his pulse for two minutes without diagnosing any symptoms, but his face became more and more ugly with the passage of time.

"No way? What kind of strange disease is this? Let me have a look..." Another person came over.

Fifteen minutes later, six or seven Ming doctors began to treat the middle-aged patient, but there was no diagnosis. The Ming doctors, who were just eager to show their skills, showed embarrassment on their faces and touched the bridge of their noses and said nothing.

Lu Feng frowned slightly. If you look at it from the appearance alone, Lu Feng can't see what the middle-aged patient is doing. He looks like he is crazy, but his breathing is not messy. He is just weak and pale.

He hesitated for a moment. He was about to squat down and diagnose the middle-aged patient in person. The previous thin doctor squatted down from the crowd and said, "Let me have a look!"

After saying this, he directly grabbed the middle-aged patient's wrist. After only 20 or 30 seconds of pulse, a smile suddenly appeared on his face. He reached out and took out a yellow paper with an unknown word from his medicine box. He turned his head and said to everyone, "Who can get me a bowl of water?"

Water?

Everyone's faces became a little strange, and one of them asked in a questioning tone, "What's wrong with him?"

The emaciated old man nodded with a smile, but did not explain, but said, "Help me get a bowl of water quickly. I'll treat him."

"Okay, I'll go!" One of the wise doctors quickly squeezed out of the crowd. A few minutes later, he hurriedly squeezed in from the outside. When he came back, he had a bowl of water in his hand. After handing it to the thin doctor, he quickly said, "I'll bring the water back. You can try to treat it quickly."

The thin doctor nodded, politely said thank you, and then took out a match to light it. After burning the yellow paper, the ashes suddenly fell into the water bowl full of water below. Then, in front of everyone, he silently said a few strange words to the bowl of water, and then reached out to hold it. The middle-aged patient's shoulder shouted, "Drink this bowl of water."

The middle-aged patient, who was originally turbid, heard the loud shout of the thin doctor and his body trembled slightly. When the bowl of water came to his lips, he actually opened his mouth slightly and let the water in the bowl pour into his mouth.

"Cough..."

After drinking a bowl of water, the middle-aged patient was obviously choked. After coughing several times, he looked at the thin doctor with confused eyes, and then looked up at the people around him. Slowly, his eyes became clear and muttered, "What's wrong with me? Where is this?"

"Dahui, are you finally well? Great, that's great. Whoo-hoo..."

The middle-aged woman who has been around the middle-aged patient. When she saw that her man had regained his mind, she suddenly cried with joy and cried with surprise.

"Son, what's wrong with me?" The middle-aged patient's eyes showed puzzlement and asked.

The middle-aged woman looked at the thin doctor and believed that the doctor was the most powerful one in this group of doctors, so she quickly said, "Dahui, you got a strange disease a few days ago. I don't know what's wrong with you? So I heard that there are many old traditional Chinese medicine gatherings here in Hubei, so I brought you here. It was this doctor who cured your strange disease. Thank you quickly.

Although the middle-aged patient didn't know what was going on, listening to his wife, he still struggled to stand up and said with gratitude on his face, "Thank you, thank you for saving me!"

The thin and wise doctor waved his hand and said, "It's nothing. It's our doctor's duty to save lives and heal the wounded. OK, you are very weak now. Find a traditional Chinese medicine doctor to give you some medicine to nourish your body, and there will be no problem.

After saying that, the thin doctor packed up his medicine box.

Lu Feng looked at all this, with a look of shock in his eyes. He didn't expect that there was such a way to treat the disease in this world. It was really strange.

Suddenly, he remembered what Master Shang Wende told him, the witch doctor. This thin old man should be a witch doctor. After all, such a magical treatment, and the person who uses it is not a magic stick, but a wise doctor. Only the witch doctor has this ability.

"This friend, you have just diagnosed this patient. What's wrong with him?" One of the doctors, who had previously diagnosed the middle-aged patient but did not diagnose any symptoms, asked with a puzzled look on his face.

His voice also represents the voice of the vast majority of people present, so many Ming doctors looked at the thin middle-aged people, and their eyes also showed doubt.

The thin and wise doctor turned his head and looked at the crowd. The strength of these people just now made him very dissatisfied, so he just said lightly: "The man is positive and has the yang qi, and he has stayed in a place where the yin qi is serious for too long, which led to the loss of essence and blood, and even lost his mind by the yin qi, although This strange disease will not kill people, but it can also make people muddle-headed and don't know what they are doing and what they are talking about. I use another sentence to describe it. Maybe everyone can understand that his situation is similar to Zhongxie!"

Evil?

Everyone knows what Zhongxie means. After all, they are all famous doctors for a long time, but they can't treat this situation.

The skinny doctor did not stay any longer and was ready to leave with the medicine box on his back. And the wise doctors around did not ask the thin doctor how to treat the middle-aged patient. After all, everyone has their own ability. If you pursue the root of the inquiry, it will be a little too much. Therefore, many Ming doctors have also left one after another.

Lu Feng's eyes flashed with strange light. Seeing the thin doctor take more than a dozen steps, he quickly caught up with him and said with respect on his face, "Hello, senior, I'm Lu Feng. I don't know if I can ask you something?"

The thin doctor actually noticed Lu Feng before, but he lived in a remote place all year round and did not know the true identity of Lu Feng. He just thought that this young man could actually enter here. If he was not a patient, he could only be a shortlisted Ming doctor.

Hearing Lu Feng's words, the thin doctor was also a little curious about Lu Feng's identity. He hesitated for a moment before nodding and laughing, "Hello, Lu Feng? The name is a little familiar! What's the matter with you?"

Lu Feng smiled and said, "Senior, I just saw a temporary teahouse on the left, which provides a place for people to rest. Why don't we have some tea and have a good chat?"

The thin doctor turned his head and looked around. When he saw the teahouse mentioned by Lu Feng, he immediately nodded and said, "Okay."

Soon, the two walked into the teahouse. Lu Feng shouted to the busy two young people in white work clothes, "Hello, let's have a pot of tea."

One of the young men in white work clothes quickly came to the table and said with a smile, "You two, what kind of tea do you want? This is our tea list.

Lu Feng took the tea list, reached out and handed it to the thin doctor. He opened his mouth and said with a smile, "Senior, I don't know how to taste tea, and I don't know what kind of tea tastes good and what kind of tea doesn't taste good. You'd better have some!" I can do it."

The thin and wise doctor smiled. He felt very interesting about Lu Feng's frankness. He casually ordered tea and smiled and said, "Ok, if you have any questions, just say it!" But before you say it, can I ask you a question?"

Lu Feng was stunned and said with a smile, "Senior, if you have something to say, just ask. I just need to know, I will definitely answer!"

The thin and wise doctor smiled and said, "Don't call me the elders. My surname is Gu, so you can call me Gu. What I want to ask is, how can you enter here at such a young age? Are you also a good doctor? And is it still the top 500 doctors in this assessment?

Lu Feng smiled and said, "Old, yes, I'm just a fluke."

The thin doctor said curiously, "It is reasonable that you can reach the realm of medicine at your age. I'm afraid your master is a great person, right? I don't know if I can ask, where is your teacher?

Lu Feng said, "Old, my master's surname is Shang, that is, the tiger and ghost doctor among the twelve ghost doctors."

Lu Feng did not hide anything. Since this thin and wise doctor surnamed Gu asked this, he was afraid that the news was very closed. After all, there are very few people who do not know their identity now.

"Tiger ghost doctor Shang Wende? So that's it. It's really... Well, I remember. No wonder I think your name is familiar. Are you Lu Feng, the little magic doctor who has been famous in the past two years? Haha, I'm really lucky to meet you today. I heard a few old friends mention you, and they all sighed that you are the best traditional Chinese medicine doctor among the younger generation of traditional Chinese medicine doctors. The ancient laughed and looked at Lu Feng's eyes, and there was also a trace of curiosity.

Lu Feng was ashamed, and a wry smile appeared on his face. He said modestly, "Senior, how can I be called a little magic doctor? This is just a name given to those people who don't understand traditional Chinese medicine. I'm just a junior in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. I'm lucky to meet a good master and many seniors in the field of traditional Chinese medicine to make a little achievement. In front of you, I don't have to mention it.

The thin and wise doctor laughed. He felt a little satisfied with Lu Feng's modesty. The traditional Chinese medicine world is so polite, and there is no arrogance that young people should have. In his opinion, it is very rare.