Damn It, I’m the Villain Rich Second-generation Father?

"If you don't believe me, I can first see what's wrong with your body."

Deng Zhegang nodded, "This is fine."

After all, Deng Zhegang still can't fully believe it based on just one article.

"You have a problem with your lumbar spine, and you suffer from Qi deficiency. Do you have the habit of skipping breakfast and have stomach problems?"

Deng Zhegang was taken aback, and quickly replied, "Yes!"

"If you are worried, let me treat your daughter directly, then I can treat your lumbar spine problem first."

"It's probably because you have been sitting for a long time, and you did high-intensity physical work when you were young, which hurt your lumbar spine. Now you can't do heavy work, and you even have unbearable pain when you turn over at night."

Deng Zhegang looked at He Tiancheng in shock at this moment.

If He Tiancheng really only saw him in the hospital at this moment, and this was the first time the two met, then he had just learned everything He Tiancheng said.

Since He Tiancheng didn't know his identity and didn't investigate her before, this proves that he is really good at Chinese medicine.

After all, if it is Western medicine, it will definitely ask you to check first, and then prescribe the right medicine.

But He Tiancheng can achieve this level only through one of the "seeing, hearing and asking" of Chinese medicine, which all shows how strong his level of Chinese medicine is.

"Then you treat my lumbar spine first!" Deng Zhegang looked expectant.

"Wait a minute, I'll help you return your daughter's hospital bed first, and send a few people to protect her."

"Okay, sorry to trouble you!"

Now what He Tiancheng says is what he says.

After all, compared to Yang Hao, He Tiancheng was obviously more reliable. At least Deng Zhegang had checked him and knew what he was like.

And He Tiancheng also understood that although Deng Zhegang had deleted the transaction records between them, it did not mean that he was incapable of recovery.

In other words, once he testifies, the police can list him as a major suspect and search his house and company. It is impossible that nothing will be found by then.

Therefore, He Tiancheng must become friends with Deng Zhegang, and even ask Deng Zhegang to serve him, in order to eliminate this trouble.

When necessary, Deng Zhegang can also be used to solve Shen Hao.

After everything was done and posted, it was already more than an hour later.

Deng Zhegang's daughter is now in a single ward.

And He Tiancheng made him lie on the accompanying bed next to him.

"Let me press your lumbar first, tell me where it hurts."

"OK."

He Tiancheng lifted up his clothes, revealing his bronzed skin.

And He Tiancheng's hand also began to be pressed with the unique technique of traditional Chinese medicine.

He Tiancheng asked: "Have you ever been a soldier?"

"Well, for a few years."

From these scars on his body, He Tiancheng could also see that Deng Zhegang's previous hardships were actually hidden diseases left over from the arduous training in the army squadron.

"How is it here?"

"It doesn't hurt."

"What about here?"

"It hurts, it hurts..."

As soon as He Tiancheng changed his position, Deng Zhegang cried out in pain.

"Okay, what about here?"

A minute later, He Tiancheng had finished understanding.

What He Tiancheng told him face-to-face before was indeed using Chinese medicine's observation, hearing and questioning, but in fact it also used the ability of perspective.

Whether there is any problem with his lumbar spine, He Tiancheng can tell at a glance.

And doing this now is to make Deng Zhegang believe in his ability more, but it is not necessary for He Tiancheng himself.

After confirming the location, He Tiancheng went to the toilet.

He pretended to get acupuncture and other tools.

When He Tiancheng came back, Deng Zhegang looked at him in surprise, "So fast?"

"I put this in the car."

Deng Zhegang nodded. He was quite looking forward to whether He Tiancheng could cure the lumbar disease that had plagued him for a long time.

If he really has this ability, then Deng Zhegang will not hesitate to ask him to treat his daughter's cancer.

"Lie down well, if there is some pain, bear with it, and don't move around."

"Don't worry, I won't move."

"Okay, then I'll start."

As soon as he finished speaking, He Tiancheng used silver needles to prick several acupuncture points on his waist and back.

The moment these needles entered Deng Zhegang's body, he frowned.

It was indeed painful, but the pain was nothing compared to what his daughter was suffering.

During the few minutes when the silver needle remained on Deng Zhegang's body, He Tiancheng sent true energy to the acupuncture points of the silver needle one by one.

The treatment this time is much simpler than at Wen's.

He Tiancheng didn't put in much effort, but Deng Zhegang was already sweating profusely when the hidden diseases disappeared 20 minutes later and the bone correction recovered.

But precisely because of this, he also believed in He Tiancheng's medical skills more and more.

Another 10 minutes passed.

He Tiancheng took a short rest and began to pull out the silver needles one by one. Deng Zhegang didn't feel any discomfort during the pulling out action.

He even felt that his body seemed to have returned to the state of his youth.

She was full of energy, and the pain in her lower back, which had been aching, no longer felt any pain.

"Okay, get up and move around."

"Is this all right?"

Deng Zhegang didn't feel how long it had passed.

He couldn't believe it and got up from the bed.

"Now you can move however you want, squats, sit-ups, military boxing, do whatever you want."

"Feel it well, you can return to your normal waist now."

"Back to normal?"

Deng Zhegang repeated these four words somewhat inconceivably.

Immediately afterwards, he moved his body according to what He Tiancheng said, and after finding that there was no slight pain in his waist, he began to increase his strength to do squats and sit-ups.

These movements, which he couldn't do at all after he retired from the army, didn't feel the slightest pressure at this moment.

The more he tried, the more excited he became.

"How is this possible?"

"It's less than an hour!"

When he finally found out that his body had returned to normal, there were even tears in his eyes.

He Tiancheng said with a smile: "It's true, you can live a normal life in the future, and your current waist condition is even better than that of your peers."

After Deng Zhegang was sure, he turned his head to look at He Tiancheng, his heart was so complicated that he couldn't speak.

He knew that for the tens of minutes that He Tiancheng spent, let alone an expert professor, even if he really went to an old Chinese doctor to try it, he might not be able to do it to his level.

This is simply a miracle doctor.

Deng Zhegang suddenly thought of the feeling that the western doctor named Angus couldn't express when he saw this situation in the article about Chinese medicine published by the "SD" Medical Association.

I was so shocked that I couldn't believe it was real.

Deng Zhegang now completely believed in He Tiancheng's medical skills.

(end of this chapter)