As soon as Yang Chen said these words, the whole audience was shocked and shocked.
If you want to talk about whose plasters are the most effective in the field of Chinese traditional medicine, it must be Hou’s Medicine Hall.
Even a master of Chinese medicine like Chang Qingshan would not dare to say so arrogantly that the Hou family's plasters are worthless.
The young man walking over in front of him spoke arrogantly and looked quite country in his clothing, which was in stark contrast to Hou Ziyi.
"Where did this kid come from and dare to say that the Hou family's plasters are worthless? Is he crazy?"
"Looking at his clothes, he must be a country doctor who sneaked in. I think he is here to gain popularity."
"I think so, but how did he get in?"
"Chinese traditional Chinese medicine doctors do not distinguish between high and low. There are also miracle doctors in the countryside, so we should not underestimate them. If he can say this, he may really have some skills."
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For a moment, there was a lot of discussion in the banquet hall, and everyone was guessing about Yang Chen's identity.
At this moment, Chang Qingshan raised his head and glanced at his granddaughter, his brows furrowed slightly and he hesitated to speak.
"Grandpa, you believe me."
Chang Wanting lowered her voice and said.
Chang Qingshan remained calm, with a hint of uncertainty between his eyebrows. Although he didn't mean to look down on the country doctor, Yang Chen was young and not from a famous family, so he commented on Hou in front of hundreds of people.
The ointments at home are indeed suspected of being used to warm up the body.
"Mr. Yang is so arrogant. The reputation of our Hou family's ointment in the Chinese medicine community is not just blown away. This bottle of meridian ointment took my grandma five years to develop, and we have also done clinical trials.
The effect is more than ten times better than what is currently on the market. As long as Grandpa Chang persists in applying it, and coupled with the combination of Grandpa Chang’s famous 13 menstrual needles, it is not impossible to cure ALS!”
Hou Ziyi's pupils shrank when he heard the sarcasm in Yang Chen's words, and he sneered loudly.
"So you're not completely sure?"
At this time, Yang Chen had already walked up to Hou Ziyi and said with a smile.
"You have?"
Hou Ziyi's face darkened and he asked.
Meridian Ointment is the latest ointment developed by the Hou family. It has a miraculous effect on relaxing muscles and unblocking meridians. When applied on the surface, it can also re-energize muscles. It has a certain soothing effect on ALS, an incurable disease of muscle atrophy and sclerosis.
It can also reduce pain caused by muscle atrophy.
Although Hou Ziyi looks like a playboy, he still has a good way of inheriting the Hou family ointment.
He cannot guarantee that Meridian Cream can cure ALS, but it can at least slow down the rate of muscle atrophy and sclerosis, so that Chang Qingshan will not need to use a wheelchair in the next ten years.
"If I compare it with the meridian ointment from your Hou family, I should be able to cure it."
Yang Chen bared his teeth and smiled.
"Hmph! Then I would like to see what method Doctor Yang can use to cure ALS, a difficult problem that the whole world cannot overcome. If you can really overcome it, then I will have no problem becoming my teacher!"
Hou Ziyi seemed to be digging a hole for Yang Chen, and said with a faint smile.
"Young Master Hou is so shameless. He also wants to become an apprentice to learn how to treat ALS. This is not like the style of your Hou family. Don't worry, just give me one million when the time comes. I won't let you become an apprentice. You
Not qualified yet!”
Yang Chen grinned and said.
The whole audience suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Yang Chen.
No one expected that this kid who had never seen him before would be so arrogant and directly attack Hou Ziyi.
"Sir, who are you?"
Just when Hou Ziyi's expression was uncertain, Chang Yuan finally stood up and walked over, with a hint of displeasure on his face: "Today is my father's 70th birthday party. No matter what the reason for your coming, sir,
We, the Chang family, are very welcome to the banquet. I wonder if my husband would like to give me, Mr. Chang, some face. Don’t slander the Hou family here to enhance your own identity and popularity. We, the Chang family, don’t want such boring things to happen on such occasions.
.”
"Second uncle, he is the miracle doctor I invited to treat grandpa. His name is Yang Chen."
Chang Wanting heard the expulsion order in her second uncle's words and quickly got up and walked over.
After everyone heard this name, they went through it in their minds, but they still didn't expect that such a young and promising doctor would appear in the Chinese traditional medicine community.
"Wanting, don't be ridiculous. I know you are doing it for your grandfather's good. However, many leading doctors in China's traditional Chinese medicine community have treated your grandfather, but they can only delay the disease. Even the meridian ointment newly developed by the Hou family is like this. He is young and has a weak body.
How can mild illness be cured? Don’t be deceived by someone with good intentions."
Chang Yuan said solemnly.
"Mr. Chang, Yang Chen belongs to me."
As soon as Chang Yuan finished speaking, an old and rough voice came from the crowd.
As a beam of chasing light hit them, Sun Siyuan and Sun Yahan were seen getting up and walking slowly.
Among the crowd, someone obviously recognized Sun Siyuan and shouted loudly.
Chang Yuan looked at Sun Siyuan approaching, his expression sank slightly, and he lowered his head and glanced at Evergreen Mountain, which was as stable as Mount Tai.
Chang Qingshan stood up slowly with support, took three steps, looked at Sun Siyuan who had already approached, and said with a smile: "Siyuan, long time no see."
"Chang Lao, it's been a long time. If Yang Chen hadn't said that he could cure your ALS this time, I'm afraid our Jishengtang would have been forgotten by the Chinese traditional Chinese medicine community."
Sun Siyuan said with a smile, but his eyes fell on Hou Ziyi.
"Even if others can forget it, I, Chang Qingshan, can't forget it."
"Since this little friend is from Jishengtang, he still has some abilities. However, there is no cure for ALS, even if you are obese, so I think... let's forget it."
Chang Qingshan smiled.
He gave Sun Siyuan face and also declined Yang Chen politely.
When Hou Ziyi heard this, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he turned around and smiled: "Mr. Yang, it seems that you don't have this chance. But it's okay. If Grandpa Chang's disease is not cured later, wouldn't he be beaten by Jishengtang?"
Face, you don’t have anything to do with it. But Mr. Sun is a famous doctor no matter what, and we can’t lose this reputation just because of you.”
"Who said Chang Lao had ALS?"
At this time, Yang Chen put his hands in his pockets, looked at Chang Qingshan up and down, and said lightly.
Wow!
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was in an uproar. This was definitely the craziest thing they had heard today.
The entire Chinese medicine community knew that Chang Qingshan was suffering from the incurable disease ALS, but Yang Chen actually overturned this conclusion. If that was true, it would be fine, but if it was just sensationalism, it would simply offend the entire Chinese community of Chinese medicine.
"Why did you say this, little friend?"
Chang Qingshan, who had just sat down, was slightly startled. A bright light flashed in his deep eyes, and an excited light flashed.
"Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, smelling, asking and feeling. I just used the Qi-gazing technique to check. Of course... to be specific, you need to check the pulse."
Yang Chen shrugged his shoulders.
"Yang Chen's Qi-gazing and pulse-taking techniques are superb and have reached their peak."
Sun Siyuan slowly agreed.
"Hmph... You really came right out of your mouth. Are you saying that the entire Chinese medical community has misdiagnosed me?"
Hou Ziyi actually laughed out loud.
"Young Master Hou is really good at throwing dirt. When did I say that the entire Chinese Traditional Chinese Medicine community misdiagnosed me? I'm just talking about the matter. It seems that if I don't show some skills to open your eyes today, you still think that the Hou family's dog-skin plaster
It can be so powerful that it goes to heaven!”
"Ms. Chang, I wonder if there is anything like gold thread at home."
Yang Chen said and looked at Chang Wanting.
Chang Wanting finally came back to her senses and nodded quickly: "Yes, but why do you need the gold thread?"
Chang Qingshan and others also looked at Yang Chen.
"Since Mr. Hou looks down on us rural doctors, I have to perform something different, such as diagnosing the pulse with a thread, something that is not on the stage!"