Only then did everyone remember that Ye Huan was also a doctor and had said before that he could cure patients.
"How could I forget him!"
"He's also a doctor, maybe he can help!"
"Yes, let him try it quickly!"
A group of melon-eaters enthusiastically moved aside to let Ye Huan go over to rescue him.
Especially the round-faced little beauty from before. Then she remembered Ye Huan and blushed in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, before..."
"It doesn't matter!"
"Although medical skills have little to do with age!"
"But people are accustomed to using age to measure a person's medical skills."
"I look young, and I'm so handsome. You think I'm an idol, but you think my medical skills are average."
"Many people have questioned me, saying that I can obviously rely on my appearance to make a living, so why do I have to rely on my talent!"
"I'm used to it!"
"After all, with a handsome and earth-shattering face, if you want to be recognized by others, you will definitely need to put in more effort!"
If you are shameless, you will instantly amuse the round-faced beauty.
Poof!
The round-faced beauty smiled.
This smile is like a glacier thawing and spring returning to the earth.
However, she soon realized that it was not suitable to laugh in this situation, so she tightened her mouth and said: "Stop being poor, help the patient quickly!"
Seeing the round-faced little beauty being so enthusiastic towards Ye Huan.
Wei Ming suddenly became unhappy.
He already said that there was nothing he could do, but Ye Huan said that there was a way. Who was he looking down on? Did he say that his medical skills were better than his own?
"Do you know what disease he has? Just say you can cure it!"
Wei Ming glanced at Ye Huan coldly. Seeing that he was young, only in his early twenties, he became even more unconvinced that he could cure it.
Being a doctor is a profession that requires a lot of experience.
Although it is a bit biased to say that older people have better medical skills, in most cases, older people do have more experience.
Ye Huan is a young man in his early twenties.
Even those who study medicine are at most college graduates and currently studying for graduate school. Even if they know some medical skills, they are very limited. Whether they have practiced it or not is a different matter.
"Have you ever been on the operating table? Do you dare to say that you can cure patients when the conditions are not met?"
"I've never been on the operating table!"
Ye Huan said truthfully.
He mainly studied Chinese medicine and has never been on the operating table.
Because there is no need for surgery at all. You only need to prick acupuncture points with golden needles, massage, decoction, etc., and the disease can be cured. No surgery is needed at all.
However, when Wei Ming heard these words, they had another meaning.
"Play the piano randomly!"
"You haven't even been on the operating table, and you actually said it can cure throat infarction. Which medical university are you studying at? Who is your supervisor?"
"I'm not in college..."
"Today's young people really don't know how high the sky is!"
"I haven't gone to medical school, and I haven't had this kind of surgery, and yet I dare to tell people that I can cure diseases, and I dare to tell people that I can cure throat obstructions. Doesn't your conscience hurt by bragging like this!?"
Wei Ming was frothing at the mouth and criticized Ye Huan with words and writings.
Just like what a heinous thing he did.
Who is Ye Huan? He was pushed aside by Wei Ming before, and now he is questioning his medical skills. Who gives him the face?
His face darkened, Ye Huan sneered and asked, "Who stipulates that you have to go to a medical university to treat diseases? Who stipulates that you must use Western medicine to treat throat obstruction?"
“To treat throat obstruction, we don’t need Western medicine surgery. Do we need to use traditional Chinese medicine such as acupuncture, massage, and decoctions?”
Wei Ming had a look of contempt on his face and an exaggerated tone. Especially when he said that Chinese medicine was used to deceive people, he shook his head and didn't take Chinese medicine seriously at all.
“You say Chinese medicine is a lie!?”
Ye Huan raised his eyebrows, and his aura suddenly became fierce.
Nowadays, many people abroad have recognized traditional Chinese medicine. However, there are still some people in China who have jumped out to question traditional Chinese medicine, even forgetting the teachings of their ancestors.
Ye Huan couldn't stand this kind of person.
It doesn't matter if you can't see it, but if you see it, you must teach it a lesson.
"Since you look down on Chinese medicine, why don't we make a bet!"
"If I can cure the old man's disease without surgery, you will apologize to the Chinese medicine doctor and say that you are blind and talk nonsense. Do you dare!?"
"Why wouldn't I dare to bet on a sure win?"
"But if you lose, you must say that Chinese medicine is rubbish and a rip-off!"
When two people make an agreement.
The old man's condition over there became worse and worse, his breathing became more and more difficult, as if something was stuck in his throat, and his face turned purple.
"The patient's condition is not good, please help me quickly!" the round-faced beauty urged.
"Do not worry!"
"With me here, he can't die even if he wants to!"
Ye Huan smiled confidently, and a surge of heroic spirit rose from his body.
After saying this, Ye Huan strode towards the old man. Under everyone's shocked eyes, he suddenly punched him hard on the chest.
boom!
Bang bang!
Ye Huan moved quickly.
After one punch, the next two punches followed each other and hit the old man's chest in three directions.
By the time everyone reacted, Ye Huan had already finished fighting and retreated with his fists.
"What is he doing?"
"I've never seen anyone save someone like this!"
"Save me, this is murder, intentional homicide!"
"It was already very difficult for the old man to breathe. After being beaten like this, how could he still be alive?"
The crowd burst into excitement.
They all rebuked Ye Huan and said he was a murderer!
The face of the round-faced beauty was dull. She originally had hope for Ye Huan, thinking that Ye Huan might actually be able to create miracles, but...
Wei Ming got even more excited. He stepped forward to test it out. When he saw that the old man was no longer breathing, he pointed at Ye Huan's nose and cursed, "The old man is out of breath. This is murder. Just wait to go to jail!"
"stupid guy!"
"He's an expert, he can't even tell the difference between life and death!"
"Don't think that saying this will change the fact that you killed someone. Please stop him, he may want to run away..."
Before Wei Ming could finish his sentence, he heard a cough behind him, and then the surprised voice of the round-faced beauty asked, "Old man, you're awake, how do you feel!?"
Everyone's eyes turned to the old man.
I saw the old man who had his eyes closed tightly, could hardly breathe, and his face turned purple. At some point, he opened his eyes and breathed in the air greedily.
My face is a little more rosy!
"Old man, wake up!"
"My breathing becomes easier and my face looks much better!"
"It seems that he is out of danger, and he is actually cured!"
"How is this possible? He was obviously dying, but he was cured after just a few punches. This is amazing!"
Everyone was amazed.
"impossible!"
"This is absolutely impossible!"
Wei Ming was stunned. The scene in front of him completely overturned his understanding.
If the throat obstruction causes difficulty in breathing, a new respiratory system must be established for rescue. This is the most basic medical common sense.
But Ye Huan in front of him didn't do this at all.
He simply and roughly cured the throat obstruction with a few punches.
Even the massage and tapping method of traditional Chinese medicine is not such a tapping method, and I have never heard that traditional Chinese medicine can cure throat embolism!
Wei Ming was puzzled by the explanation.
In the end, all this was attributed to luck. Ye Huan was lucky, and his symptoms were alleviated by accident.
I also firmly believe that this state of affairs will not last long.
Soon, the patient's condition will relapse, and it will inevitably be more serious than before.
Thinking like this, Wei Ming finally regained his energy and stared at the old man in front of him without blinking, waiting for his condition to relapse.
He is obsessed with winning Ye Huan.
I never thought about the consequences if the old man's condition relapsed.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes...
It seemed that more than ten minutes had passed, and the old man was still breathing briskly, with no sign of difficulty breathing, let alone suffocation.
This made him dumbfounded.
Snap!
Warm applause broke out.
Everyone applauded Ye Huan one after another, and the applause was like a slap on Wei Ming's face, making him feel hot and leave him disgraced.
"Apologise!" Ye Huan stopped him.
"You're just lucky!" Wei Ming lied and refused to apologize.
Who is Ye Huan? He wanted to teach him a lesson before, but now he saw that he dared to cheat. Of course he was not polite and slapped him three times.
Snapped!
This slap will make you forget your ancestors and worship foreigners!
Snapped!
This slap shows you for overestimating your abilities and disregarding human life!
Snapped!
This slap will make you break your promise and make you fat!