Chapter 692 You are so qualified that you bet on other people’s lives

Author: smell the sunshine

Chapter 692 You are so qualified that you bet on other people’s lives

"Dr. Li! You are swearing! Is this the attitude a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner should have towards the media?

Tell me? How can a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner be as low-quality as you?"

After Li Maoyang shouted a series of curses, the man was stunned for a moment, then pointed at Li Maoyang and screamed!

Li Maoyang stared at him without speaking.

After he could no longer hold back and uttered a series of curses, he knew he had fallen into the trap of the white-skinned, small-eyed man in his thirties.

Now he must retaliate quickly, otherwise he will be completely embarrassed today.

Now he is in Kyoto, facing so many anchors, and he doesn't know how many people are watching him through the live broadcast.

Moreover, the man in front of him had evil intentions and directly connected him with Chinese medicine, so he was embarrassed today, and he also lost the face of Chinese medicine!

In the ultimate silence inside, the man's series of sharp sarcastic remarks boomed in his ears, but he didn't listen to a word!

At this time, his eyes were like an eagle, staring closely at the man's face. He found that there were bread-shaped spots in the whites of this guy's eyes, drooping eyelids, dark eyes, and some edema on his face.

And during this guy's series of retorts to him, he observed the condition of his tongue. His tongue was purple, and his tongue coating was thick and greasy!

When these characteristics fell into his eyes, he was basically 80% sure to conclude that this guy had lung cancer, and it should be late-stage lung cancer!

But today's diagnosis is related to the reputation of him and Chinese medicine. In order to be more sure, he still needs to combine the four diagnosis methods!

He grabbed the man's wrist!

Man breaks free!

"Don't move, don't you want to see our Chinese medicine methods? Let me check your pulse!" He shouted in a deep voice.

The man was trying to break free, but people around him shouted: "Let him diagnose you and see if he can see your physical condition!"

"If he can't see it today, it means he has no real ability!"

"Haha, how can these magical diagnostic techniques of Chinese medicine have any real ability to treat diseases!"

…

There was a lot of noise all around.

Under such circumstances, it was difficult for Li Maoyang to accurately detect the patient's pulse.

It is not a question of whether his pulse diagnosis technique is good or not, but that when the patient is in such a state of excitement, his pulse condition will change and is no longer the normal pulse condition he should have.

This man's pulse and string count at this time were still a little heavy.

It was not the pulse of late-stage lung cancer as he imagined. It was accumulated in the chest. When the patient's mood and body were calm, the cunkou on his right hand should most likely be attached to the bone pulse.

However, the slightly thick pulse obviously cannot reflect the true condition of this man's body.

Now this man's pulse test proves inconsistent, so he has no choice but to give up his pulse and follow the test.

"What's your name? How old are you?"

Li Maoyang asked.

"Fang Haizhou, thirty-three years old." The man replied proudly.

"Do you usually have symptoms such as cough, chest tightness and shortness of breath?"

Li Maoyang asked the man in a deep voice again, while staring closely into his eyes.

No matter how calmly a person lies, one cannot escape the eyes.

"No...no!" Fang Haizhou stuttered and replied.

The corners of his eyes twitched and his eyes flickered a little.

What these micro-expressions mean in the eyes of Li Maoyang, a quasi-psychologist without official certification, is more obvious than a fly droppings falling into his job!

Li Maoyang smiled. For the first time, facing a seriously ill patient, he smiled quite gloatingly.

But he immediately stopped smiling.

This is not a quality a doctor should have.

Especially in public.

At this time, even if he was laughing so hard that his heart was throbbing, on the outside he still had to pretend to be sympathetic and compassionate even if he saw a dog that was seriously ill.

"Don't lie. You have these symptoms. Maybe you haven't had a physical examination for a long time. Moreover, you should be too enthusiastic and too busy being an anchor, so you haven't taken your health too seriously."

Li Maoyang said with a serious and sympathetic expression.

"What a pity, late-stage lung cancer! Do you have a wife or children?"

He stared at Fang Haizhou. There was panic in Fang Haizhou's eyes for a moment, and then he immediately became tough again.

"What nonsense are you talking about! Who has terminal lung cancer!" he screamed.

"I'm not talking nonsense." Li Maoyang said in a calm and clear voice, "I'm sorry. Logically speaking, I shouldn't tell you in person, but doctors are kind-hearted. I don't know you, and I don't have your family here, so I can only tell you in person.

Please contact me in person to prevent you from delaying your treatment."

In fact, for a patient with advanced lung cancer who has a very high mortality rate, telling the patient the bad news at this time is really better than not telling him.

Let him know that when his mental state suddenly collapses and he cannot get treatment from a doctor like him, Li Maoyang, who has more comprehensive treatment methods, 99% of them will only die.

He will die faster.

Well, it is more in line with Li Maoyang's mood at this time.

It can greatly relieve his anger and depression at this time.

Such a guy who could tell by his face that he was a very evil person could really die earlier so as not to pollute the public living environment.

"You're talking nonsense, I don't have this disease!" Fang Haizhou screamed again.

"Okay, okay, you haven't, but I suggest you go to the hospital for a checkup immediately."

Li Maoyang spread his hands and said.

He learned this from Brown and John Travolta. When the mood is extremely happy, this action is a good way to vent.

After saying that, he would push everyone away and walk away.

But someone stopped him.

"What if he doesn't have terminal lung cancer?"

Li Maoyang looked back and said calmly: "What kind of explanation do you want?"

"Bet!" the man said without hesitation while watching the show.

"Who do you want to bet with? How big a bet?" Li Maoyang said with a smile.

"Of course it's with you, one hundred thousand! If he doesn't have advanced lung cancer, you must pay one hundred thousand on the spot!"

"The bet is reciprocal. Do you have a hundred thousand?" Li Maoyang smiled contemptuously, "Besides, it's not good to bet on the patient's life! This is an extremely uneducated performance! Your parents didn't do this.

Have I taught you anything?"

"Stop talking nonsense! As a Chinese medicine practitioner, you are so unqualified!" the man shouted.

Li Maoyang really had the urge to kick him away!

If he were not in Kyoto at this time, if he was not in front of the public, he would undoubtedly kick him away!

Even though he suppressed his anger, he still grabbed the nearly 1.8-meter-tall man by his collar and stared at him with dagger-like eyes: "Who are you scolding for being incompetent?! How can you be so qualified?

Are you betting on the lives of other patients? You are worse than a pig or a dog!"

The man was shocked by Li Maoyang's knife-like gaze, and for a moment he did not dare to speak anymore.

"Maoyang, be less angry. These people don't know anything. Why are you trying to argue with them?"

At this time, Jiang Zhongrong walked out of the hotel. The security guard opened the way and pushed everyone aside and walked to Li Maoyang.

After a commotion broke out here, the security guard quickly reported Jiang Zhongrong, and Jiang Zhongrong quickly walked down.

Li Maoyang let go of the man's collar, turned to Jiang Zhongrong and said: "I really don't know if this guy was raised by humans, but he actually wants to bet on the lives of other patients!

I diagnosed Fang Haizhou with advanced lung cancer, and he insisted on betting on his condition with me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man gained the courage again when he saw Jiang Zhongrong breaking up the fight. He choked Li Maoyang and said, "Then you said that Fang Haizhou has advanced lung cancer? What if he doesn't?"

If not, how about you kowtow and apologize on the spot?"

"Does Fang Haizhou have it?" Li Maoyang seemed to be aroused his anger again, pointing at the man and said, "If he does, kowtow to the labor and management in public to apologize!"

"Okay!" The man agreed on the spot and turned to Fang Haizhou, "Fang Haizhou, you go to the hospital now to take a X-ray examination. The nearest hospital has my second aunt as the chief physician. I asked her to use a back door for you. It's very easy.

Hurry up! I will also pay for your examination, and we will reveal the secrets of Dr. Li today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone who had been quiet for a while started to make noise.

"Yeah, don't worry, it's better to check it out. Anyway, the nearest hospital is only one block away from here!"
To be continued...