"Aren't you here to see a doctor?" The old lady frowned slightly.
However, he still asked politely: "Why does this gentleman come to my small clinic?"
"Haha, is it possible that a distinguished family of Chinese medicine practitioners can't even tell who I am?" the old man asked with a sneer.
The old lady was not angry. She smiled calmly and said, "This is a clinic. I only look at the patients, not their faces. I think you are in the wrong place. Keep walking straight ahead. That is the place where you can burn incense and worship Buddha."
The old man responded: "But I came to see you today."
"What can I do if my colleague comes to see me?" the old lady asked.
When the old man heard the word 'fellow', he smiled and stroked his beard: "Hahaha, you are indeed from a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and you guessed my identity."
Qin Shuran, who was standing behind the old lady, seemed a little confused. She looked at Chen Fan beside her and asked, "How did grandma know that he was traveling with us?"
Chen Fan murmured in a low voice: "He smells of Chinese medicine and is not sick. Naturally, he has something to do with Chinese medicine."
Qin Shuran suddenly realized and looked at the old lady in surprise. Not everyone has the ability to observe things in detail.
"I wonder why sir came to my small clinic today?" the old lady asked again.
"Since ancient times, all parties in Chinese medicine have had their own opinions. Prescriptions passed down by families or inherited are regarded as treasures and will never be passed on to others. Over the years, many prescriptions handed down from ancient times have disappeared in the long river of time because of this so-called inheritance. This is what we
The sorrow of traditional Chinese medicine, I am compiling a classic that collects all the formulas of traditional Chinese medicine, so I came here here." The old man stated his purpose.
The old lady's wrinkled brows frowned slightly: "I'm not interested in these, and we don't have any family medicines, they are just ordinary medical practices."
The old man smiled: "Haha, old woman, every house I passed by said this, but in the end, they all handed over the formula in their hands."
"What do you want?" the old lady asked.
"In our line of work, we naturally have a competition. If you lose, then you have to hand over the family recipe to me."
"What if I don't compete?"
"Then remove the words "family of traditional Chinese medicine" from the store."
"What if I don't compete or move?" The old lady's face gradually darkened.
Chen Fan, who was standing behind the old lady, his face gradually turned cold. How could he not know that this was obviously someone who came to kick the club?
"Haha, then I'll sue you. What's going on now?"
"False propaganda." The girl on the side said.
"Yes, yes, I can't get rid of the false propaganda, but there is always someone who can get rid of it." The old man stroked his beard again, looking confident.
The old lady asked coldly: "How do you plan to compete?"
The old man smiled calmly: "My granddaughter is competing with you in terms of medical skills. Whoever has better medical skills will win the competition."
The old lady's eyes fell on a young girl of about twenty years old behind the old man, looking a little confused.
Chen Fan and Qin Shuran also looked at the young girl.
He is dressed plainly, doesn't like to talk, and his face looks a bit cold. He is obviously not good at communicating with others.
"Xiaofan, come and compete with her." At this moment, the old lady spoke.
"Okay." Chen Fan nodded.
The old man glanced at Chen Fan and immediately smiled: "Hahaha, old woman, I advise you to take action yourself. My granddaughter's medical attainments are not comparable to those of ordinary people."
Chen Fan responded: "Then I would like to learn more."
The girl looked at Chen Fan, frowned slightly, obviously looking down on Chen Fan, and asked: "You can tell me the method of the competition, otherwise, my grandpa will say that I am invincible."
Chen Fan was stunned, he didn't expect this little girl to be so arrogant.
He was not polite and said immediately: "Okay, let's see each other's doctors and see what problems we have with each other. Whoever sees it correctly will win."
"My body is very healthy." The girl responded coldly.
Chen Fan shook his hand: "No, no, no, everyone has some problems."
Then he asked again: "Or do you dare not let me see it?"
"If you don't dare, just compete."
When Chen Fan heard this, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he stretched out his wrist: "You go first."
The girl sat in the old man's seat, and Chen Fan sat in the old lady's seat. The girl rested on Chen Fan's pulse point and closed her clear watery eyes.
Chen Fan frowned slightly. Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, hearing, asking and feeling, but the girl closed her eyes and relied on pulse diagnosis, which made Chen Fan notice something was wrong.
Holding his breath and concentrating, Chen Fan looked at the girl in front of him.
But at this moment, Chen Fan was suddenly startled and his eyes widened.
Because Chen Fan discovered that when he held his breath and observed the girl in front of him, there was an invisible light curtain in front of him, pouring out from the girl's head, like a coil of silk, entangled in his arm, and spreading towards him
whole body.
What is this?!
This was the first time Chen Fan had seen such a situation, and he had a feeling that this light curtain was definitely unusual.
The light curtain was like tentacles, spreading all over his body. Chen Fan looked at his body with normal vision, but the light curtain disappeared. It could only be seen with the divine pupil.
Is she a monster?!
An exaggerated idea suddenly popped into Chen Fan's mind.
After a moment, the light curtain retracted and returned to the girl's head. At this time, the girl in front of her slowly opened her eyes.
"It's your turn." The girl opened her beautiful eyes and looked at Chen Fan confidently.
Chen Fan turned his palm over, and the white and slender palm that was originally resting on his wrist was grabbed by Chen Fan.
"Ahem!" Seeing this, the old lady beside her coughed a few times.
Obviously, Chen Fan's approach was wrong.
In fact, Chen Fan just wanted to give this arrogant girl some color. He had no other ideas, so he immediately followed the girl's pulse, held his breath and looked at the girl's body.
As the girl said before, her health is really good and she doesn't have any serious illnesses.
However, as Chen Fan said before, most people have some minor problems, and through Chen Fan's observation, the corners of Chen Fan's mouth also curved.
After a moment, Chen Fan let go of the girl's wrist.
"You come first, I'm afraid you'll forget it later." Chen Fan said in a more gentlemanly manner.
The girl was not polite: "You don't have any major health problems, but you have a lot of dandruff, which means you have seborrheic dermatitis and some endocrine imbalance. Your foot has been injured. Although it has been restored, there is still some inflammation."
Chen Fan looked a little surprised when he heard that his foot was injured playing basketball in college. When he first got these magical eyes, he had already repositioned his foot. He didn't expect that the girl in front of him could notice it.
For a moment, Chen Fan became interested in the girl in front of him, especially the light curtain he saw. He knew that this was definitely not simple.