The Miracle Doctor: Call Me Savior

As the waves of the silver needle moved up and down on the old man's chest, sounds of bursting came out from the old man's body, like continuous beating of drums. The sound of the leather drum was getting louder and louder. The old man's severe cough finally subsided, and the complexion on his face was getting better little by little. "This, this is Drumley Spike." Mr. Jiang's eyes were wide open as he looked at Zachary.

Elder Xie, Jiang Yuan, and the others were shocked to hear Elder Jiang's shout.

"The Peaceful Drum in the Nineneedles of the Kunlun's Sect!"

"No, that's impossible! He's just a charlatan. It's highly possible that he's one of the legendary Nine Needles of the Hidden Sect."

"Shut up. Don't you know you're in the wrong now? You almost killed someone. Do you know that?" Jiang Lao roared at Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan's face suddenly became stiff, and he did not speak. Just now, the old man's condition scared him a lot. But he was still quite dissatisfied with Zachary's medical skills.

After all, he was the grandson of Jiang Jinghai, and he began to learn traditional Chinese medicine under the guidance of his grandfather since he was a child. At the age of twenty-four, his medical skills were outstanding among the younger generation. Compared with the old Chinese medicine practitioner Xie, he was not inferior at all.

He, Jiang Yuan, was not afraid of Ding An and Zhao Xin, the younger generation of the Ding family, which was the most famous division of the Black Medicine Hall in the province, and the Zhao family of the Shan Yuan Hall.

If it weren't for his grandfather's restraint on his actions, Jiang Yuan thought that with his medical skills, his reputation in the provincial capital should have long surpassed that of these two people.

Now, a nobody named Zachary appeared, and he was two years younger than him, but his medical skills were better than his. This made Jiang Yuan really unbelievable and difficult to accept this fact.

After rescuing the old man with the Peaceful Drum, Zachary quickly prescribed some medicine for the old man. Only then did he let out a sigh of relief and let the people in the shop help the old man go in and have a rest. After doing all this, Mr. Jiang came over with gratitude and respect again. He bowed to Zachary with his hands folded and said, "Thank you for saving my life, Dr. Ching. Please accept my gratitude."

This time, Zachary did not refuse, but accepted Old Jiang's bow. Because this time, the old man's situation was indeed very critical. If he did not help, the old man would very likely die because of his heart's advance failure. After bowing, Mr. Jiang glared at Jiang Yuan and shouted, "Come and thank Dr. Ching. If it weren't for you, you would have gone to the police station now."

Although Jiang Yuan was not convinced in his heart, he still admitted that Zachary had saved him. Therefore, he reluctantly came over and bowed to Zachary and said, "Thank you!"

Jiang Lao saw that his grandson was dissatisfied, so he sighed and did not say anything more. Instead, he asked Zachary, "I have a presumptuous request. I want to trouble you, Dr. Ching." "Please go ahead, Mr. Jiang." Zachary said.

Old Taoist Jiang said, "I have also diagnosed the old man's condition just now. It is indeed a high fever accompanied by heart failure. I would like to ask you about the principle behind Dr. Ching's treatment of the patient." Many means are the secret of traditional Chinese medicine. Mr. Jiang knew that his question was a bit abrupt, so he quickly added, "Of course, if it's inconvenient to say it, Dr. Ching can keep it a secret." Zachary waved his hand and said, "Elder Jiang, you're being too serious. There's nothing to say."

"Childe Jiang's diagnosis is basically correct, but a small problem has been overlooked. That is, apart from high fever and heart failure, there is still a slight disagreement in the patient's mind."

"The heart rhythm is not complete!" Jiang Yuan seemed to think of something and said, "When I checked, I also noticed that the patient's pulse suddenly changed a bit. This is the heart rhythm which is not complete. I didn't miss it." "Then why didn't you tell us?" Zachary asked.

Jiang Yuan's face suddenly changed, and he stuttered, "Well, it's because the patient's heart rhythm is very weak and basically has no effect, so I don't think it's necessary to say it out." He couldn't say that he didn't think of this at the time, so he gave himself a reason.

"Really?" Zachary said seriously and coldly, "Because you have no impression of the patient, you almost killed him. Isn't that enough?"Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

"I'm just..." Jiang Yuan was speechless for a moment.

Mr. Jiang also scolded, "Yuan'er, I have taught you since you were a child that Chinese medicine is a big deal to save people, and you can't be slack and lucky at all. If you meet any places that you don't understand clearly, you must find out clearly before you start. Have you forgotten?"

"Grandpa, I, I was just in a hurry to save the patient at that time." Jiang Yuan defended.

Zachary said coldly, "Are you in a hurry to save the patient, or are you in a hurry to show your skills? Although the patient was seriously ill at that time, it was not so serious that he couldn't be delayed for three to five minutes. And you clearly noticed the anomaly, but in order to show off, you began to put the needle into his body. Is this still saving people?"

"I, I don't know what will happen in the end. It was just an accident. Nobody can predict the accidental situation!" Jiang Yuan defended himself.

"Accident!" Zachary gave a heavy snort. "The heart rhythm of the patient is not good enough, which leads to the abnormal movement of the heart. Therefore, your last needle was slightly dislocated after it was inserted. Is it an accident? Or you are not good at martial arts, so you didn't think of this."

Zachary's question stunned Jiang Yuan. When Qin Haodong's grandfather taught him when he was a child, he had heard about such subtle implications. But he hadn't seen the real situation for so many years, so he didn't take it into consideration when he was seeing a doctor at ordinary times, so he was completely negligent at that time.

"I am not good at martial arts. I have learned medical skills with my grandfather for more than 20 years. You dare to question my medical skills. Do you dare to compete with me?" Jiang Yuan was proud of his medical skills, so there was no room for others to doubt.

However, when Zachary heard this, he snorted and said, "You caused the patient's emergency disease because of the needle dislocation, but you can do nothing. I, however, stimulated the patient's potential with the Nine Acupuncture Storm and cured his disease. Do you think you are qualified enough to compete with me under this situation?"

"You..." Jiang Yuan was not convinced.

However, as soon as he said that, he was interrupted by Mr. Jiang. "Jiang Yuan, shut up. Have you forgotten all the modesty and learning that I taught you? Dr. Ching's medical skills are amazing. I feel ashamed of myself. Why are you still so stubborn? Go back and reflect on it."

"Grandpa..."

"Go back, or you'd better not enter the store in the south of the Yangtze River." Mr. Jiang roared.

Jiang Yuan's face was gloomy and he returned to the south of the Yangtze River Chunzhong across the street. Mr. Jiang apologized to Zachary with his hands folded and then went back.

As for Elder Xie and the others, they had already left with their tails between their legs. Their medical skills could not be compared to Jiang Yuan's, so there was no need for them to come out and embarrass themselves.

As soon as they left, the rest of the patients were so excited that they rushed to let Zachary diagnose.

Many people took out their mobile phones and sent out the news of Zachary's emergency treatment just now, as well as the fact that he was not as good as the old man Chunjiang in Jiangnan. At the same time, many people kept making phone calls to call their relatives and friends to come to see the doctor.

In the morning, Zachary's Rende Hall was once again famous, and his reputation spread very quickly among the citizens of the province. At noon, the line at the entrance of Rende Hall had already been a hundred meters away.