"Lying down, don't be polite, come to the temple of the goddess of care. As long as you believe that the divine light will spread to you, the goddess will relieve all your illnesses and tortures." Jiang Junming comforted the patient with the goddess of care. He was already extremely skilled in this set of rhetoric, and now he has no psychological barriers at all.

When the patient heard Jiang Junming say this, he just saw Jiang Junming curing a patient with his own eyes, so he nodded and said, "I'll bother you all, Lord Little Priest."

Jiang Junming took out the syringe and needle tube, took out one-fifth of the bottle of refreshing potion, and after pushing out the air, he disinfected the locally with a clean cloth dipped in the refreshing potion and injected the refreshing potion into the patient's vein.

While being injected with the refreshing potion, Jiang Junming heard someone shouting loudly outside the temple courtyard and got closer and closer. Jiang Junming was not panicked and slowly injected the refreshing potion into the patient's vein. As the refreshing potion played a role in the patient's body, Jiang Junming could clearly see the patient's grey face quickly turned rosy, and the sound of phlegm in his throat disappeared. The refreshing potion he made was really magical, and even Jiang Junming had such feelings.

Especially Jiang Junming had an internship in the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical College in his previous life, and knew how difficult this lobular pneumonia was to be treated. But the rejuvenation potion was like a magic pill in the previous life. It was just as if it were injected by himself and the patient's condition was cured immediately. This would definitely be incredible if it was in the previous life.

As Jiang Junming pushed the refreshing potion into the patient's vein, the patient's condition was cured. The patient had seen Jiang Junming treat other people quickly. But when this happened to him, he still felt so incredible. His body seemed to be tied up by layers of invisible ropes, which was so tight. He even felt it was difficult to breathe. But he watched the little priest push the potion into his body with that strange thing, and his whole body was extremely cool, and the pain disappeared in a flash. As expected, as the little priest said, as long as he believed that the divine light that cared for the goddess would spread to him, the goddess would relieve all the tortures of the illness.

"Thank you for the goddess of care, thank you for the little priest." The patient murmured. Seeing that the patient's illness had been treated, Jiang Junming stood up and looked at the door. A patient with trauma was sending over there. His arms were drooping, and the patient kept shouting pain.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Junming asked.

"I accidentally fell at home, and then I couldn't stand the pain. I didn't even dare to move my arms." A person who sent the patient said hurriedly.

Seeing that the patient shrugged his shoulders and did not dare to eat at all, Jiang Junming had a judgment in his heart. When he walked to the patient, Jiang Junming put his hand on the patient's shoulder.

Although he did not exert force, Jiang Junming's hand just gently placed on the patient's shoulder. The patient screamed, as if he was beaten by Jiang Junming.

This situation Jiang Junming has seen in an affiliated hospital of the Medical College. It is a typical case of self-protection for patients. Jiang Junming was just about to comfort the patient, and the patient's family reached out to grab Jiang Junming.

Jiang Junming sighed in his heart, letting the patient's family's hand sideways, and the hand he placed on the patient's arm gently slid from top to bottom. He found that the patient had no sign of fracture, and it should have been dislocated. Only when the nearby nerves were injured would the pain be so severe.

"I am a priest who cares about the church. What are you going to do?" Jiang Junming put away the smile on his face, looked at the patient's family sternly, and said.

The person who was about to push Jiang Junming just now looked at Jiang Junming in shock, wearing a white robe, but he looked very young. Could it be that he was the legendary little priest who cared for the church?

Seeing that Jiang Junming looked serious, the patient's family did not dare to speak, so he took a few steps back carefully and hid behind others.

"Come with me." Jiang Junming pointed to the patient and said.

Could it be that the little priest was angry? They offended the little priest and wanted to punish him? Everyone around them thought so. Some people were watching the excitement happily. An old woman whispered beside Jiang Junming: "Junming, don't be angry."

Jiang Junming shook his head without saying a word, took out a chair from the temple, asked the patient to sit down on the chair, put his injured arm on the chair, and put the back of the chair under his armpit.

When the patient saw that he came to the temple where the goddess caring for the doctor, he accidentally offended the little priest. He felt very guilty and endured the pain and looked at his family with grinning. He didn't know what Jiang Junming was going to do.

Jiang Junming's purpose was to let the patient cooperate and quickly solve the disease. Otherwise, he would scream and cry out in pain here, not afraid of wasting time, but fear that the patient would refuse his treatment.

"Do you know what's wrong with you?" Jiang Junming said sternly.

"I..." The patient was scared and stammered and was about to speak. His mind was full of trouble. He was very confused. Just as he wanted to explain, he felt a severe pain coming from his shoulders.

"Ah!" The patient cried out in pain, and his family was startled and rushed forward a few steps. Even the priests could not punish believers before the court arbitration! The patient was frightened, regardless of what would happen if he offended the priests who cared for the church. He stood up in a chair and ran for his family.

He...why is he cured? Before the patient could react, he wiggled his arms and ran forward, unable to tell that he didn't dare to move at all before.

Jiang Junming looked at the patient with a smile, and the people in the yard were also looking at the patient in surprise. They thought that Jiang Junming was preparing to punish those who offended him, and some people were still very strange. The little priest looked kind and how could he be so strict this time? Unexpectedly, after the patient screamed, his shoulders that did not dare to move were waving freely. Only Jiang Junming knew what happened. The patient's illness was a dislocation of the shoulder joint caused by trauma. The easiest way was to use a chair with a backrest to let the patient sit on the chair, use the backrest to support the patient's shoulder, and then pull down his arm hard. The dislocated joint could return to the joint cavity.

This person's illness has been cured. What should I do next? The patient in the yard is waiting for him to see him. Jiang Junming felt a little helpless. The patient returned to the person's side, waved his arms, and spoke loudly because of fear, regardless of whether others heard clearly what he was saying. Seeing that the person in the family looked at him with a strange expression, the person was stunned, not knowing what was happening. After a few seconds, a person asked, "When will you be fine?"

OK? How did you get better? The patient realized that he was already healed at this time. Moving his injured shoulders, in addition to being a little numb, activity is no longer a problem.

The little priest looked at Jiang Junming in surprise and saw Jiang Junming looking at the patients around him with a kind smile on his face, but he didn't even look at him. The patient was embarrassed at this time, and turned around and walked to Jiang Junming in confusion, saying, "Little priest..."

"Well, what's wrong?" Jiang Junming saw a woman crying, and there was a lot of noise here. She didn't notice it. She was crying there and decided to see what was wrong with her. When she heard the patient with dislocated shoulder joint talking to her, she returned to the Tao absentmindedly.

"I'm fine?" the patient asked in confusion.

"Yes, you're okay. Be careful that the injured arm has not been too hard to do too hard work in recent times, otherwise it will be easy to get injured again. The rest is nothing, if it's okay, you can leave." Jiang Junming said, heading straight to the crying woman.

OK? That's it? The patient couldn't believe it, but his arms could move freely and the pain disappeared. All of this was something that appeared before him alive, and he couldn't help but not believe it. The little priest who cared for the church was indeed as the legend said. He did not charge money for treating the patient. Although he was a bit fierce to him, he had a kind smile on his face after he cured himself. But what happened just now, how could his illness be cured?

When the patient and his family saw that Jiang Junming started to treat others, they stood in the yard for a while and took the patient away, whispering while walking. They were nothing more than that the little priest had used to treat the illness just now. No one could see clearly what happened, and the illness was cured like this. No wonder others all said that the little priest who cared for the church was praised by the City Council and the Temple Alliance. It was amazing. It was indeed the case that this way.

After Jiang Junming cured the patient with a dislocated shoulder joint, he came to the crying woman and asked kindly: "What's wrong with you?"

The woman seemed to have not heard Jiang Junming talking to her, and she was still sitting on the ground, lying on her knees and crying.

It was very troublesome. When Jiang Junming encountered such a patient, he had no good idea, so he could only communicate patiently. After asking a few more questions, the woman still didn't talk to Jiang Junming, just cried. Jiang Junming raised his head helplessly and asked, "Who is her family?"

An honest man stood up and said, "Little priest, I am."

"What's wrong with her?" Jiang Junming asked.

"My wife always feels uncomfortable all over, because when others say you can treat a lot of diseases, we'll give it a try." The man said.

"How long has it been?" Jiang Junming asked. Looking, listening, asking, touching, listening, this is what every doctor must do when facing a patient. Moreover, an outbreak of epidemics has occurred recently, and some symptoms may be covered up. Listening to the woman's crying, there should be no important disease, so it is also necessary to ask a few more questions. (To be continued...)
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