461: C461 A Quack

C461 A Quack

It's a good way for a lot of Chinese doctors to be health advisers. But it's also an awkward situation, and some people believe that you can take care of it. However, they did not believe that you could treat illnesses. Of course, it was better than those who thought that TCM was just messing around.

But there were a lot of things involved in health. Food, rest, and many other things could be linked to health.

Compared to eating protein powder in the gym and desperately urging out two muscles that could only be seen, the most healthy way of living was undoubtedly the correct way to exercise.

Everyone strengthened their physique, not pursuing the A4 waist or the B5 waist. This was very important to many people.

Wu Bing did not care what kind of illness it was, but Jiang Qin and Qu Hong were both experts. This sentence had naturally been heard when they first started learning medicine. However, when it was mentioned, it undoubtedly stunned them for a moment.

Sick from Shallow TCM, then TCM and Chinese Kungfu cleverly combined together. When the constitution was better, the immunity would increase. Many diseases would disappear before they even happened. Although it was not omnipotent, it was a true healthcare.

China's Five Birds Play, the Eight Stage Jin Duoduo, was a method of training the ancient people. However, many things had changed through the times, and were now different from their original appearances. And now, Zhang Xiaoloong wanted to create a martial art by himself, and he wanted to spread the Chinese Kungfu. This... seemed to be a little interesting.

Jiang Qin and Jiang Qin were considering the feasibility of this matter when the phone suddenly told him that something had happened in the clinic.

Now, no one could discuss it anymore. They followed to see the situation.

Jiang Qin opened his own clinic. It was much bigger than an ordinary clinic. There were also many doctors in it, but now, there were even more onlookers.

A few patients' family members surrounded an old man with a white cloth covering his face. Looking at that person's face, he should be dead. Some of the family members were crying. Some were clamoring that no one would come out to take responsibility anymore, and that they were going to smash the clinic.

The onlookers did not understand what was going on, but they also understood that the clinic must have prescribed the wrong medicine or inserted the wrong needle to cure the patient.

This year, there were a lot of medical disputes. Usually, he had seen Western medicine, but this time, even TCM was rare.

"Dr Jiang is here!"

Someone shouted, and the surrounding people split up. Some of the family members glared at them angrily. A woman even got up from the ground. Tears fell from her eyes as she rushed towards Jiang Qin. "You pay for my father's life. I'll beat you to death, you quack!"

Jiang Qin was a person who had been through a lot. At this moment, he was still calm. While blocking the woman, he asked, "Tell me what happened first. If I really prescribe the wrong medicine... If someone dies, I won't be able to escape from here. Compensate me with my life, but at least let me know what happened, right? "

"What else do you have to say?" A middle-aged man said angrily, "Yesterday, the old man had a cold. I asked him to go to the hospital for an injection. But he insisted on coming here to catch some medicine. How is he now? After a bowl of TCM soup, the cold had not recovered yet. The old man went over first. Other than you, the old man has never taken any other medicine. You dare to say that it's not because of you? "

Jiang Qin and Qu Hong looked at each other in dismay. Even Zhang Xiaoloong, who had never taken any medicine, was surprised.

If you said it was a serious illness, you would catch the wrong medicine, or the wrong medicine would cause the illness to be affected. It was reasonable for the old man to die, but this old man only had a cold. If he had caught the wrong medicine, Jiang Qin had been operating the clinic for such a long time, right?

"Let me check the old man. Do you still have the dregs of the decoction?" Jiang Qin asked.

"Who would keep that kind of stuff? It has been thrown into the garbage bin for a long time. ” The woman immediately spread her arms to protect the old man's corpse. " He's already dead, what else do you want to check? We just went to the hospital to check, an hour ago, the hospital issued a death notice, and we asked... The doctor said that the biggest possibility was that someone randomly gave the patient medicine, which caused the patient's death. You... you people who suffer a thousand cuts..."

"Please hold your condolences. Even if you call the police, the police will still carry out an examination. This way, let us take a look first. Perhaps we can find the real reason... "Before Qu Hong could finish speaking, someone threw a slap to his head.

"The real reason is your mother..." The man's palm was immediately grabbed by Zhang Xiaoloong, but he was still cursing in anger. "I knew you bastards wouldn't admit it. If something happened, not only would you shirk the responsibility, but you would also be blamed for it. Everyone came to take a look. This was TCM, a famous TCM doctor in Yanjing. What the f * ck, this kind of thing, even a dead doctor wouldn't dare to admit it. Just wait and go to jail!"

The surrounding people were also discussing animatedly. Some people felt that eating cold medicine wouldn't cause them to die. Nowadays, the medicine in China might not be very effective, but it was precisely because it was ineffective that it was difficult to treat a person to death.

There were also some people who believed that no one would joke about their own father's life. He originally had a cold, but now that he was forcefully treated to death, it meant that he was simply a quack and had to call the police to arrest him.

Just as it was bustling with noise and excitement, a group of reporters came outside. They picked up their cameras and started filming. They even interviewed the family members of the victims.

When the host faced the camera, he spoke with confidence and confidence. He talked about how Yanjing's famous TCM doctors had cured a cold patient. It made people feel that the illness was minor and that the accident was serious.

Jiang Qin was also a little helpless. He did not know how the patient died. He could find out what kind of medicine he took, but he would not make such a mistake. But no matter what he said, the other party wouldn't believe his words. This was the biggest problem.

In the midst of the chaos, someone quietly followed the deceased and pressed his hand on the other party's forehead.

"F * ck, f * ck, what are you doing?" The patient's family immediately noticed the person who mixed in.

Even though the person was dead, he still did not give the deceased peace. This really caused the gunpowder barrel to explode.1

"Let me take a look!" Zhang Xiaoloong calmly replied, "I feel that the old man may not be dead yet. You guys can't solve any problems like this. It's better to let me take a look."

He did not say this without a reason, because he had indeed felt the Qi just now. Although it was so weak that it was barely noticeable, there was indeed this Qi.

"Go home and see your dad!" The patient's family members scolded, "You are all in the same group. No matter how you investigate, you will always say that this has nothing to do with the medicine. But your mother!"

The surrounding crowd also felt that it was not appropriate to investigate the other party's corpse now. It seemed that this young man was going to suffer a loss. Now that the deceased's family members were so agitated, even if they were beaten up, you were the one who found them.

As expected, the two family members reached out and slapped Zhang Xiaoloong's face. The other one grabbed his collar and saw that his two hands were about to touch. Zhang Xiaoloong moved, avoiding the two hands and pushing at the same time. He pushed the two men back two to three meters, then reached out to grab the corpse.

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