Wang Zhen silently took out the long flute: "I don't have needles, only the flute."

"Flute?" Liu Yang was stunned for a moment and said, "Do you want to play the flute to treat your illness?"

"What's wrong?" Wang Zhen said: "The sound of the flute can be pleasant or sad. If it's not an ordinary disease, I won't take it out."

"Okay, let me open my eyes today and see the real flute-playing treatment." Liu Yang said.

"I'm not disappointing what you expect..." Wang Zhenyi stroked the long flute, as if he was talking to an old friend.

Immediately afterwards, under the guidance of the staff, a patient walked into the middle of the competition venue.

This is a little girl in a sick suit, about twelve or thirteen years old. Her eyes were a little confused, and she looked at everything around her, her steps were floating, as if she was living in a dream.

This time, after the staff sent the patient to the competition field, they did not leave, but stayed next to the little girl, afraid that something unexpected happened.

If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that this little girl is wearing a sick dress and is a sick dress from a Beijing Mental Hospital.

"Mom, Dad, I'm here, come quickly..." The little girl suddenly stretched out her hand, stood up without warning, looked ahead, and said with great anticipation.

"Dad, I buy me so many delicious foods again. I like you the most. Mom, you want to tie a bow for me, hehe..." The little girl suddenly laughed, and then seemed to be holding something in her hand, but in fact there was nothing.

"I like mom and dad the most. When I grow up, I will buy you a lot of delicious food." The little girl seemed to have pinched something in her hand, and then put it in her mouth to chew it, revealing a look of satisfaction.

I believe that the audience present can see that the performance of this little girl is very big obstacles in her spirit.

"Isn't this kid mentally ill?"

"It's so pitiful. Such a young child should go to school without worries on campus."

"I heard that mental illness is stimulated, which makes mental disorders different from neurosis."

"Yes, neurosis and mental illness are two different diseases. I really hope that the two Chinese medicine doctors will take action quickly and cure this little girl."

The audience all felt pity for the little girls. When they came to the game today, in addition to supporting their favorite doctors, what they really saw was the way these patients got better. In this way, all the audience would feel that the disease in this world was not as terrible as they imagined.

At this moment, the judges on the high platform changed their faces.

"The disease this little girl has is not that simple." Ning Changsheng glanced at her.

Ji Huichun nodded and said, "If I guess correctly, she should have a dream disease."

"Doctor Ji, you may have read it wrong this time. This little girl is also a regular visitor in our hospital. Her parents died in a car accident since childhood, and in that car accident, only she survived..."

Feng Ming knew the little girl's illness best.

At that time, her parents died in their hospital without any rescue efforts, but the little girl did not cry or make a fuss, and was always looking forward to her parents coming to find her.

The doctor in the hospital didn't know how to tell her, after all, at this age, it would be too cruel to accept the reality that his parents were dead.

So the doctor lied to her that her parents were getting better and went to other places. When the little girl grew up, she would come back.

In fact, these doctors did not have malicious intentions, but just wanted the little girl to grow up and bear a stronger ability to really tell her.

However, what all the doctors did not expect was that the little girl believed this sentence and lived in a dream. She seemed to see her parents come back to life every day.

"You come first, I come first?" Wang Zhen asked first. As the second place, he should have priority. Inquiring like this is a politeness and a respect for his opponent.

"I'll do it first. You are so powerful. I'm afraid that after you take action, I will have no chance." Liu Yang said.

"Ask." Wang Zhen nodded.

Liu Yang then walked forward to take the little girl's pulse.

The little girl was stunned and when she looked at Liu Yang, she struggled violently: "Who are you? Why don't my parents come to see me?"

Liu Yang was stunned and said, "I am a doctor and I am here to treat you. Don't worry, I will get better if I give you a diagnosis and treatment."

"I'm not sick, I want my parents, please let me go." The little girl was very uncooperative.

The staff next to him hurriedly pressed the little girl's shoulder and whispered: "Juanjuan, as long as you cure the disease, you will be able to see your parents immediately."

"Ah? Is it true?" the little girl was stunned for a moment.

"Of course." The staff could only say this.

The little girl now has great mental problems. If not cured, it will cause greater obstacles to her future life.

So now there is no way, so I can only lie to her first and ask her to cooperate with the treatment.

When Liu Yang heard this, he frowned slightly. It was a very bad thing to deceive the patient, but now the situation is special and he has no other way.

Sure enough, the little girl could see her parents after she was cured when she heard that the little girl was able to meet her parents. She cooperated very well and stretched out her little hand.

Only then did Liu Yang take his pulse.

After a while, Liu Yang took back his hand, opened the little girl's eyelids and looked at it, and finally said: "Her eyes are not a problem. Although her body is a little confused, it should be caused by mental disorders. It has been greatly affected. I can only start with this disease from my body, and after she restores her body to health, she can correctly guide him out of the hallucination."

When the staff heard this, they couldn't help but nod.

Liu Yang's diagnosis was basically correct, and his treatment plan was also recommended by Dean Feng Ming, but the difficulty of this disease lies in how the little girl correctly guided it from the hallucination and then let her calmly accept the reality of her parents' death.

"Master Liu's diagnosis is straight to the point, and the treatment method is from the outside to the inside, and his skills are indeed profound." Master Yuanxin observed in the distance for a long time and couldn't help but nod in secret.

Hong Jiu, who had not spoken, buckled his ears, but said disdainfully: "This boy named Liu is so bad. After a long time of diagnosis, he didn't even say anything about his disease."

"Do you know what disease is?" Lynch sat in his seat, closer to Hong Jiu. Maybe Lynch could close his sense of smell and not be afraid of the odor on his body.

"Boy, this disease is a very rare disease, not an ordinary mental illness. If you give me your century-old purple Ganoderma lucidum, I will tell you." Hong Jiu laughed and said, he had long been spying on Lynch's medicinal herb.
Chapter completed!