The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 216 Fire Cold Syndrome

After checking the man's mouth and tongue coating, Zhou Lirui began to feel the man's pulse.

After Zhou Lirui put his hand on the man's pulse, his expression was a little solemn at first, and then the wrinkles on his face spread, and there was some confidence in the depths of his eyes. Then he asked Ye Feng to check the patient.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Lirui began to take out paper and pen to write the prescription.

After the prescription was written, Zhou Lirui saw that Ye Feng only looked at the patient and did not check his pulse. He couldn't help but joked: "Doctor Ye, the result of our competition just now has not been determined yet. If you want to admit defeat, I don’t mind either.”

After Zhou Lirui finished speaking, the people watching also started laughing.But unlike before, the crowd's laughter now was a kind smile, and they knew Zhou Lirui was joking.

"It seems that the little miracle doctor is not as good as the miracle doctor Zhou after all. This kind of strange disease may not be diagnosed without long-term experience accumulation."

"Such a strange disease is unheard of. I'm afraid only Divine Doctor Zhou can cure it."

"Actually, the little miracle doctor is already very powerful. Even the great disciples of Divine Doctor Zhou are no match for him."

Everyone started talking in low voices again, and most people expressed their appreciation for Ye Feng.

Liu Qiliang, who was standing aside, felt dissatisfied and muttered in a low voice: "You are so awesome. In the end, you were defeated by my master."

People who were relatively close to Liu Qiliang heard his muttering and immediately attacked him.

"Some people are arrogant and look down on others. I think they will probably be quacks in the future."

"If you are not willing to admit that your skills are inferior to others, and if you don't learn from those who are worse than you, you will not be able to become a great person in the future."

"If some ignorant guy inherits this Renhe Medical Center in the future, I will never come to see you again."

All the ridicule from the people around him reached Liu Qiliang's ears, making him want to find a crack in the ground to get in.

Although Ye Feng didn't feel his pulse or speak, he already knew the symptoms of the man's body just by glancing at him.

But after all, it was someone else's territory, and Ye Feng felt that Zhou Lirui's medical skills and character were pretty good, so he didn't want to steal his limelight.

If the prescription prescribed by Zhou Lirui could cure this man's disease, Ye Feng decided not to take any further action, which would be a perfect end to today's medical competition.

Soon, Zhou Lirui wrote the prescription, and then handed it to Ye Feng: "Little miracle doctor, how do you think my prescription goes?"

Ye Feng took the prescription paper, looked at it carefully, and then frowned slightly.

Putting down the prescription, Ye Feng said to Zhou Lirui: "Doctor Zhou, your prescription is indeed good, but it takes a long time to take effect and the cycle is too long. I have a way to cure it immediately."

"Cure it immediately!?" Zhou Lirui was shocked when he heard this and froze.

Ye Feng did not check the patient's pulse at all, but said that there was an immediate cure. If this was not bragging, it would be too mysterious.

"Little miracle doctor, do you know the cause of his illness?" Zhou Lirui looked puzzled.

Seeing Ye Feng nodding, Zhou Lirui was even more surprised: "You don't have a pulse, how do you know?"

Ye Feng thought for a while and explained: "I have seen this kind of symptoms in him before when I was practicing medicine."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar at the scene, and expressions of surprise appeared on everyone's faces. Many people had never heard of such strange symptoms, but this young man actually said that he had seen it before!
Liu Qiliang couldn't help but snorted coldly: "You're making a fool of yourself again. Anyway, you won't pay taxes if you brag!"

Liu Qiliang didn't believe that Ye Feng had ever seen such symptoms. In his opinion, Ye Feng was not as good as his master. He couldn't stand up to the competition if he lost, and he wanted to impress the public.However, what Ye Feng said next directly shattered Liu Qiliang's ignorance.

"Divine Doctor Zhou, the patient's pulse condition should be characterized by astringent pulse, and there are uneven distribution of black spots at the bottom of his tongue coating. This is a sign of fire-cold."

After Ye Feng finished speaking, Zhou Lirui's face was filled with disbelief.

It's no wonder he had this reaction, because Ye Feng firstly didn't examine the patient, and secondly he didn't diagnose the patient's pulse, but his conclusion was so accurate.

Ye Feng continued: "This disease is called fire-cold syndrome in traditional Chinese medicine. It is an extremely rare physical disease that is difficult to cure."

Zhou Lirui now really admires Ye Feng from the bottom of his heart. Thinking about what Ye Feng said just now, he asked with some confusion: "Little miracle doctor, is there something wrong with the prescription I prescribed?"

"There is nothing wrong with the prescription you prescribed, but the course of treatment is long and requires continuous use of Chinese medicine for three months. And you must not drink cold water during these three months, otherwise the fire-cold syndrome will completely break out, putting the patient's life in danger. .”

Hearing the words "life is in danger", the man's expression immediately became tense.

Seeing his master stroking his beard and nodding, Liu Qiliang knew that what Ye Feng said was absolutely correct, and he felt very uncomfortable.

"My little miraculous doctor, I have limited means and can only come up with this solution. I wonder what method you are talking about for a quick and radical cure?" Zhou Lirui asked curiously.

Ye Feng said four words: "The art of acupuncture."

As he spoke, Ye Feng took out the silver needle box he carried with him.

Looking at the silver needle box in Ye Feng's hand, Zhou Lirui's expression changed, and he became a little excited. He quickly ordered Liu Qiliang: "Xiao Liang, quickly push the mobile hospital bed over."

The crowd moved out of the way, and Liu Qiliang pushed a hospital bed over with resistance.

Ye Feng asked the man to take off his coat and lie down on the moving hospital bed, then lifted up the man's clothes to expose his back.

Then Ye Feng took out nine silver needles from the silver needle box and inserted them into the nine acupuncture points on the man's back and waist.

After performing a shaking needle technique, soft white light spots appeared at the ends of the nine silver needles.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Lirui couldn't help but exclaimed: "Jiuji Xuanzhen!"

Jiuji Xuanzhen Zhou Lirui had seen relevant records in an ancient medical book passed down from his ancestors. This is a magical acupuncture technique that has been lost for a long time. He never expected that he would see it in the hands of this young man today.

The onlookers also looked at the man's back with wide eyes, their eyes full of surprise.

This was the first time they had seen such magical acupuncture.

Nine minutes later, Ye Feng pulled out the nine silver needles on the man's back and waist one after another.

The man got off the hospital bed, moved his body, and felt that the burning feeling in his chest disappeared, and the cold and biting feeling in his lower abdomen was no longer there. He was so excited that he could express his emotions in words.

"What a miracle doctor!"

The man's originally pale face began to turn rosy. He had been tortured by this disease for a long time. It was a feeling that life was worse than death. Now that he was freed, it felt like he had lived a new life.

(End of this chapter)