Several Western doctors rushed forward and pushed the patient to the Western medicine side.
Although the Chinese medicine practitioners felt extremely humiliated, the other party was so outnumbered that they could only watch helplessly.
The audience was excited: "Look, look, Professor Han is about to take action!"
Han Yongchun picked up a scanner: "This patient has lumbar pain. Our hospital's latest bone scanner can easily see his bone condition!"
As he spoke, he scanned the patient's waist with the scanner, but couldn't help but frown.
The instrument shows everything is normal.
This patient has low back pain, but there is no problem with his lumbar spine?!
The next second, Han Yongchun's expression immediately returned to his natural state.
Because he knew that once everyone knew the news, they would definitely think that the instrument was bad.
He must never do something like this that will affect sales!
Han Yongchun had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "Ahem, you can see the problem with just one scan. Xiao Liu, go and prescribe the medicine according to what I wrote."
Although Han Yongchun didn't know what the problem was, the general causes of lumbar pain were basically muscle strain and lumbar protrusion.
So he took it for granted and prescribed medicine to treat these two diseases.
As a leading figure in the city's medical community, naturally no one dared to doubt him.
Many viewers nodded: "Professor Han is so amazing. He could see the symptoms in just a few minutes."
"Yes, but the instruments he has are also very high-end. I'm afraid many hospitals will rush to snatch them up!"
After taking the medicine prescribed by Han Yongchun and taking another injection, the patient became able to move much more easily.
He was carried in just now, but now he can barely get off the ground.
He held Han Yongchun's hand excitedly: "Thank you, Professor, thank you so much!"
Han Yongchun waved his hands pretending to be humble: "This is what we should do, you're welcome."
All the Western doctors were very proud: "Fortunately, you came to us in time. If it were Chinese medicine, I wouldn't be able to cure you even if it lasts 800 years!"
"Uu——"
There was a burst of sighs on the court, all directed at the Chinese medicine practitioners.
The more than twenty doctors of traditional Chinese medicine all lowered their heads, feeling ashamed and humiliated.
Just when Han Yongchun was very proud and accepted everyone's admiring gaze.
The patient had just taken two steps when he suddenly fell to the ground with a thud.
"My legs, why can't I feel anything in my legs?!"
Han Yongchun's expression changed: "What, it's impossible!"
The patient was beating his legs desperately on the ground: "Professor, what on earth is going on?"
Han Yongchun immediately comforted: "Don't worry, it may be due to your excitement. I will check you right now!"
One instrument after another was carried over, the small one was as big as a fist, the big one was as tall as a person.
Unfortunately, with each examination, Han Yongchun's face became increasingly ugly.
"normal!"
"normal!"
"normal!"
The patient's lumbar spine and legs were completely unresponsive, but every examination was normal!
The audience also noticed something was wrong: "What's going on? It's been a long time and you haven't gotten the results yet?"
"Is there something wrong with the instrument? I think Professor Han looks a little ugly?"
The patient’s family members couldn’t wait any longer: “Professor, what’s going on?”
Professor Han pushed up his glasses: "Well...Xiao Liu, you help the patient to rest first, and we will study it in detail after the competition is over."
"What?"
Of course the family members were not willing to do so, and they grabbed Han Yongchun by the collar.
"What kind of doctor are you? My brother can't move now, and you just leave it alone?"
Now the audience understood: "Could it be that Professor Han can't cure it?"
"It seems to me that this doctor is too irresponsible. He cured someone's back pain and turned him into a cripple, and then he just put it aside?"
For a time, many viewers showed angry expressions and cursed all kinds of curses.
There were even many people who wanted to rush forward and take action against Han Yongchun.
Seeing that the scene was about to become uncontrollable, the organizer stared: "Where's the director? Stop it quickly and insert commercials!"
At this moment, Lin Fan, who had been sitting quietly, suddenly raised his head: "I thought of it!"
Just as the director was about to cut off the live broadcast, the organizer stopped him a second ago: "Stop! Give Lin Fan the camera, give him all the shots!"
More than twenty cameras were aimed at Lin Fan from all directions.
I saw him standing up and walking step by step towards the direction of Western medicine.
Several Western doctors stopped Lin Fan: "What do you want to do?"
They couldn't figure out what Lin Fan was thinking, but they knew that Lin Fan would be up to no good if he came over!
In fact, Lin Fan was sitting quietly just now, not doing anything else, but thinking.
This patient seems to have just ordinary back pain, but in fact it is not a problem with the lumbar spine, but a problem with the meridians.
This is also the reason why those advanced instruments that scan bones cannot find problems.
Lin Fan has followed the old man since he was a child and has read various ancient books.
Some books he couldn't even remember, but they were deeply imprinted in his mind.
When he sat quietly just now, he was actually reminiscing.
Draw out those treatment methods hidden deep in your mind!
Seeing someone blocking him, Lin Fan frowned: "Get out of the way!"
"you……"
Lin Fan let out a cold snort from his nose.
These Western doctors suddenly felt as if they were in an ice cave, and even their souls were about to freeze.
They were so frightened that they quickly moved away. Lin Fan directly placed the patient on the bed, then picked up the silver needle and inserted it directly.
"Huh, you're just lying to me. Just a few injections will make you better?" Jin Yuan didn't believe it at all.
Han Yongchun was also angry: "Please leave the Western medicine treatment table, otherwise if something goes wrong, who will be responsible?!"
Unfortunately, Lin Fan ignored them and the silver needle had already penetrated into the patient's body.
"Burn the mountain fire?!"
"It's so cold?!"
Seeing Lin Fan's technique, the Chinese medicine doctors opposite them all opened their eyes wide.
An old man even pulled off a few of his beards, but it didn't seem to hurt at all.
They heard Sun Li talk about it, but at the time they just thought it was a joke.
They just thought it was Sun Li's big talk to promote the newcomers.
Only now did they know that Lin Fan really knew how to do it!
Two minutes later, Lin Fan pulled out the needle and clapped his hands: "Okay, would you like to stand up and try?"
Is this good?
Not only the Western doctors and the audience, but also several experts in Chinese medicine looked at each other in confusion.
"Wouldn't it take at least ten minutes to burn a mountain fire?"
"Yes, it is said in ancient books that if you want to achieve the effect of having a cool night, you can't do it for less than half an hour!"
Lin Fan smiled slightly. What they said was indeed correct, but they were referring to ordinary doctors.
Now he uses his inner strength to move the silver needle, and only a few dozen seconds is enough.
He deliberately did it slowly because he was afraid of shocking everyone too much.
The patient's voice trembled: "Can I really leave?"
This is also a question that everyone present wants to ask.
Lin Fan could really cure him with just a few random injections?!
Jin Yuan curled his lips: "If you really believe him, then you can..."
Boom!
The crisp sound of the landing completely blocked Jin Yuan's words in his throat!
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