Chapter 232: Master

As soon as the patient heard that the condition was serious, he asked nervously: "Doctor, what disease do I have? Does it cost a lot of money?"

The economic development of the western Xinjiang region is lagging behind, and the residents’ income is not high. Once a serious illness occurs, a considerable number of families cannot afford it. Some people even balk at the high cost of treatment and lie at home waiting to die.

Zhang Jun understood her feelings, and said in a gentle tone: "Don't worry, it won't cost a lot to treat this disease, a thousand yuan at most."

The patient breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "One thousand yuan is not much, I have a cooperative medical care, and I can reimburse more than half of the money."

Zhang Jun thought for a while, and then said: "However, you have cancer, which is relatively difficult to treat. You must actively cooperate with the treatment, understand?"

Hearing that it was cancer, the patient's emotions suddenly became agitated, his face was full of despair, and tears rolled down his face.

Zhang Jun quickly persuaded him: "Cancer is not terminally ill. You have to trust the doctor, and he will definitely be able to cure you." Zhang Jun said, "Your cancer is in the early stage, and early cancer can be cured."

After finally calming down the other party, Zhang Jun took her to the treatment room, and used the method of inner strength massage supplemented by acupuncture to unblock the meridian qi and blood of her whole body.

In the second step, he used one Yang finger and the golden light of the Buddha's eyes to heal the patient's body. The essence of cancer is the disorder of the biological order of the human body. Cells grow wildly without restraint, eventually leading to the death of the body.

What Zhang Jun has to do now is to straighten out the vitality of the human body and bring it back to normal. This cannot be done in a day or two, so he has patients come in for treatment every day.

Although he only received one patient that day, Zhang Jun still didn't get off work until 6 pm. Back home, Xiaocao has already prepared dinner and cleaned the house spotlessly.

Eating the food she cooked and feeling the atmosphere of home, Zhang Jun suddenly felt a warmth in his heart, should he also start a family? Hold Lin Xian on the sofa every night to watch TV, and then accompany her crazy until midnight, so I can stay in bed the next day.

But when he thought of getting married, he suddenly had a headache again. If they married Lin Xian, how would Ge Xiaoxian, Su Xiaoyu, Shen Rong, and Shangguan Meixue face it?

Seeing that Zhang Jun suddenly showed a bitter face, Xiaocao smiled lightly and said, "Brother Zhang, what's wrong with you, isn't the food delicious?"

"Ah, delicious, delicious." Zhang Jun said hastily.

Xiaocao smiled slightly: "I've been studying cooking today, and I've tried all these dishes, and they taste pretty good."

Zhang Jun praised: "Xiaocao, if you are married, you must be a good wife and mother. I don't know who will be lucky enough to marry you."

Xiaocao blushed slightly, and said, "I'm not going to marry."

In this way, Zhang Jun went back and forth between the hospital and the community for several days, and lived a peaceful life for ordinary people for a few days. On the fifth day, he found that the cancer cells in the female patient's body had been greatly reduced, and it should be cured in two or three days.

The spirit of the female patient is getting better day by day. She is very grateful to Zhang Jun and thinks that he is a messenger sent by Allah to save her in suffering.

On the seventh day, the female patient recovered completely, and all her family members came to the hospital to thank her, and also sent a pennant and some gifts. This scene attracted many patients to watch. Only then did people realize that this young Chinese medicine practitioner is so skilled that he can even cure cancer!

As a result, in the next few days, the number of patients seeking consultation in Zhang Jun's clinic gradually increased. Cold and fever, cough and allergies, toothache and cramps, etc., all kinds of diseases are cured one by one under his superb medical skills, and it doesn't cost much.

Among them, two cancer patients were cured by him, one with lung cancer and the other with belly cancer.

So it didn't take long for Fang Shaoqiang's name, a young doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, to spread nearby, and many people rushed here from hundreds of miles away for treatment. But at this time, Zhang Jun took the measure of accepting patients on a limited basis. He only treated ten patients a day, and the extra patients had to queue up.

In this way, a large number of patients can only be queued at the back, and some people wait for a few days. Many people waited until a month later, so they couldn't wait, so they had to go to a western doctor. Only those patients who suffer from long-term chronic diseases can persevere and find Zhang to treat them.

During the treatment, if a patient asks about his medical skills, he will occasionally reveal a piece of information, that is, his master is an expert in the world, who is proficient in a magical method of healing, called Yiyang Finger, which can make people feel sick. Restore health without injections or medicine.

Three weeks later, Zhang Jun and Xiaocao had just had dinner when someone knocked on the door. When I opened the door, I saw a bald ethnic minority man walk in with a gift box in his hand.

It was Xiaocao who opened the door. She looked at the other party and asked suspiciously, "Who are you?"

There was a sinister aura in the man's eyes that couldn't be concealed, although he was smiling all over his face, which made Xiaocao feel vigilant.

"Hehe, I'm a family member of the patient, and I came here to express my gratitude to Dr. Fang." The man said, nodding and bowing when speaking, very polite.

Xiaocao invited him into the room, Zhang Jun looked at him and asked, "Which patient's family are you?"

The smile on the man's face disappeared, and he said seriously: "Mr. Fang, my family's illness is very serious. I hope you can come with me to treat him for a while."

Zhang Jun waved his hand: "I'm sorry, I don't have a doctor. If you want to treat your family members, take him to the hospital tomorrow."

"Mr. Fang!" The man raised his voice, "As long as you agree to visit the doctor, the cost of the visit is negotiable."

Zhang Jun said indifferently: "I said I won't see a doctor, please go back."

A fierce light flashed in the man's eyes, he stared at Zhang Jun and said, "Mr. Fang, I'm sorry, whether you agree or not, you have to come with me today!"

Zhang Jun's eyes turned cold, and he said, "Want to use force?"

The man let out a sigh of relief: "I respect Mr. Fang very much, and I hope Mr. Fang can cooperate. This will benefit everyone."

Zhang Jun laughed "hehe", the laughter was very cold: "I have a bad temper, and I don't like being threatened the most."

The man's face was ugly, and he said: "Since Mr. Fang does not eat and drink fines for toasting, then don't blame us for being rude!"

"Boom!"

The door of the room was kicked open from the front door, and five young and strong men rushed in one after another, surrounded Zhang Jun and Xiaocao in the middle, each with unfriendly faces.

Zhang Jun opened his eyes and said: "You are looking for death!" Then his figure flickered. Everyone felt a blur in front of their eyes, a numbness in their waists, and they fell to the ground inexplicably, losing their fighting power, and their hearts were shocked to the extreme.

Zhang Jun looked down at the six people and said coldly, "Who are you?"

The bald man struggled to sit up from the ground. He took out a sharp knife from his arms and placed it on his neck artery with difficulty. He gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Fang, I beg you to treat my family. It was me just now. I am reckless, and I am willing to commit suicide to apologize."

After finishing speaking, he slashed the knife fiercely, intending to cut open the artery and commit suicide.

Zhang Jun stretched out his hand to fish it out, snatched the sharp knife away, and said with a frown: "You people don't know what to do. I said I wouldn't go to the doctor. Why are you so difficult?"

One of the other five people suddenly gritted his teeth hard, and heard a "click", and a lot of blood flowed out of his mouth. This person actually bit off his tongue cruelly. He opened his eyes wide, pointed at himself, and pointed at the door.

Zhang Jun was taken aback, and quickly used a Yang finger to close his blood to prevent him from bleeding to death, and then shouted angrily: "What are you doing?"

The bald man said solemnly: "Mr. Fang, please come with us! Otherwise, we will all die here!"

Xiaocao was so frightened that her face turned pale. Seeing that these people begged Zhang Jun by means of self-harm, she couldn't bear to push Zhang Jun, and said in a low voice, "Young Master, why don't you just go there? Come back sooner."

Zhang Jundao: "Cao'er, who knows where these people come from, I won't go out."

Xiaocao sighed, and said, "Young Master, doctors are parents, you should go there anyway, if the patient's condition is delayed, it will be a life. Didn't you say that all living beings are equal in this world?" , no matter where the other party is from, they are all patients."

This was a hint, so Zhang Jun hesitated for a moment and asked the bald man, "Where does your family live? Is it far away?"

"Not far, not far." Seeing that there was a turning point, the bald man replied with a smile on his face, "We have a car, and we can get there in just over an hour.

Zhang Jun said helplessly: "Okay, I'll just walk with you."

Zhang Jun and several people walked out of the room, and Rose, who was in charge of monitoring, immediately issued an order: "The target has appeared, and all units are paying close attention! Ready to act at any time!"

Zhang Jun was invited into a van, and the car sped towards the east. In the car, the bald young man chatted with Zhang Jun very politely, asking about his mentorship, hometown and so on.

Zhang Jun kept silent most of the time, only occasionally responding with a few words.

An hour and a half later, the car arrived at a residential area and stopped in front of a three-story building. Zhang Jun was led upstairs by the bald man, and was invited into a living room to wait.

A minute or so later, a white man enters the living room. This person looked to be at least sixty or seventy years old, wearing a loose white robe, with a wrinkled face, but a pair of eyes that were unusually bright. He looked at Zhang Jun, as if he wanted to see through him.

When the white man appeared, Zhang Jun was shocked. Under the perspective of the Buddha's eyes, he saw a dreamlike light and shadow flickering in the opponent's brain. Every time it flickers, countless images will appear in turn.

At the same time, he felt a strange force enveloped him, which made him feel extremely disgusted. At this moment, there was a burst of warmth in the left eye, and a large amount of golden light spread down, dispelling this bad feeling in an instant.

The white man looked at Zhang Jun for a full three minutes, then left without saying a word. Then the bald young man appeared again, and said happily, "Mr. Fang, we're going to see the patient right now."