The sudden change of Chen Mengyao made her face lose color and her whole life began to dissipate.

This surprised Wang Zhen. He hurried forward to take his pulse again, but the situation was exactly the same as what Lynch said, similar to heart disease, and Chen Mengyao's beginning to breathe rapidly, as if she couldn't breathe.

"Shen Daxing, don't you want to listen to me playing the flute? I'll play it for you..." Wang Zhen had almost no hesitation, and the long flute suddenly appeared in his hand, his fingers dancing between the sound points, and a song came out quietly.

When Chen Mengyao heard the sound of the long flute, she trembled slightly, and her eyes gradually showed a little starlight, as if she saw a life-saving straw on the edge of a cliff.

"He also likes playing the flute..." Chen Mengyao's face was confused. Wang Zhen's appearance of playing the flute seemed to be overlapping with someone.

The sound of the flute is moving!

I have to say that Wang Zhen himself is very proficient in music. With the infusion of true energy, the sounds come and go one after another, as faint as water, making people intoxicated.

"It sounds very nice, I really hope to keep listening." Chen Mengyao seemed to have found an outlet for emotional venting, temporarily stopping the sadness in her heart.

Seeing this, Wang Zhen shook his true energy in his body, and a more gentle and gentle sound burst out from the long flute, calming all the audience.

Lynch couldn't help but secretly praise Wang Zhen played the flute to treat the disease, and it was indeed well-known.

This rhythm makes the whole body relaxed, especially the true qi is mixed with it. Lynch listened so closely and felt that the true qi in his body was running on its own, as if he was wandering in a warm stream.

The three people on the judges were also amazed.

"It seems that Wang Zhen plays the flute to treat diseases, which is very suitable for treating Chen Mengyao's illness." Feng Ming said.

Ji Huichun said: "Music can cultivate sentiment, and can also make people relaxed physically and mentally, and it is indeed interesting."

"Yes, it seems that Wang Zhen has greater hope of winning this time..." Ning Changsheng smiled. What the younger generation has shown now has also refreshed their definition of traditional Chinese medicine. It is very likely that in the future, traditional Chinese medicine will not only rely on silver needles alone to treat diseases.

It's just a song, and it's time to end.

Wang Zhen’s flute seemed simple, but in fact it consumed extremely true energy. Seeing that Chen Mengyao was a little calm, he tried to slow down and the last one stopped.

The audience was still feeling unsatisfied. They felt that there seemed to be some magic in Wang Zhen's flute sound, which made people change their moods with the gentle rhythm.

Chen Mengyao is the same. She feels relaxed all over. This is also the reason why she likes Wang Zhen to play the flute. As long as she hears him play the flute, her negative emotions will be reduced a lot.

But after the sound of the flute stopped, Chen Mengyao was instantly pulled back to reality.

"Why, I just stopped..." Chen Mengyao was stunned at first, and then a confused look appeared on her face.

"I have a limited time to play the flute, and it is impossible to keep going. If you like it, I can play a few songs for you another day." Wang Zhen said.

"Can you be blowing one song? Just one song." Chen Mengyao said a little dissatisfied.

"This..." Wang Zhen's body now had not much true energy left, and he was afraid that one song would not be able to finish it, so he had to shake his head.

"Doctor Wang, can you swear for a while? Please don't stop, I'm starting to feel uncomfortable again..." Chen Mengyao's emotions were a little anxious, which quickly became a trigger. The scene in her mind appeared again, and those negative emotions surged.

"Are you okay?" Wang Zhen was startled and hurried to take his pulse. As before, the same situation was the same again.

His face suddenly collapsed. Only by listening to his flute can this disease be temporarily stopped. Could it be that he had to play the flute for Chen Mengyao at all times? This is obviously unrealistic.

But in this situation, he can't sit idly by.

There was no choice but to take out the long flute again and prepare to play one.

At this moment, one hand patted the shoulder and said, "Don't waste your energy. Your method will not be cured at all."

Wang Zhen passed by in a blink of an eye. Who else was besides Lynch?

"Do you have a way to treat it?" Wang Zhen asked a very stupid question. It seemed that Lynch had already said just now that he could cure it easily.

Lynch just glanced at him and said with a smile: "Let me do it."

"Okay..." Wang Zhen obediently retreated to the side. He was really powerless to do anything about this disease. Now he just wants to see how Lynch cures it.

"Shen Daxing, tell me everything you should say so that we can solve your problem." Lynch looked at Chen Mengyao in a blink of an eye.

"No, I don't want to say..." Chen Mengyao shook her head, her face extremely difficult to see.

"The sky is not old, love is hard to stop. The heart is like a double silk mesh, with thousands of knots in it. Are you trapped by love?" Lynch said suddenly.

Chen Mengyao was stunned, raised her head and looked at Lynch, her expression full of shock.

"How do you know?" Chen Mengyao said in surprise.

"You have a dual personality, and you are gentle and charming in the eyes of everyone, but you will be unreasonable only in front of that person, right?" Lynch said.

"I..." Chen Mengyao's face was shocked and she couldn't say a word.

"That's because your mother was twins when she was pregnant with you, but your sister was born and died unexpectedly. So you inherited her character. The gentle and moving side is you, and the unreasonable side is your sister." Lynch said.

"Ah, you..." Chen Mengyao exclaimed directly, because when her mother was pregnant, she was indeed twins, but she died as soon as she was born. She heard her mother talk about this, but few people knew about it, and even the people around her didn't know it, but how did Lynch know it?

"Your father died and liver disease."

"You have a cousin who has been weak and sick since childhood and did not improve until he was sixteen."

"You have a red mole on your left arm."

Lynch said a series of words.

Chen Mengyao has become extremely excited: "How come you know everything, why do you know so clearly?"

Everyone present was shocked, they looked at Lynch as if they were looking at monsters.

Lynch explained: "Medical skills are one of the five Taoist techniques. Hundreds of years ago, Taoist mountains, medicine, fate, appearance, and divination were one, and they were not separated from each other. Any other identity of a famous doctor was a Taoist priest."

In fact, in the long river of history, traditional Chinese medicine has undergone continuous evolution. From the beginning of Yanhuang, traditional Chinese medicine is called a witch doctor, and later evolved into several branches, inherited and changed by many sects such as Taoism and Buddhism.

Lynch is just one of them, but it is also the most mainstream.

Including most traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, more than ten generations are Taoist priests. There are many things they have passed down, but apart from medical skills, it is difficult for anyone to master other things.

"So, you know so clearly, just show me the picture?" Chen Mengyao said.
Chapter completed!