A middle-aged man from the Li family spoke with dignity.
Everyone below shut up and looked at Mr. Li.
The middle-aged man said again:
"This is not a vegetable market. You are all famous doctors. How can you be so noisy? Now start publishing your diagnosis and treatment methods."
A doctor in a white coat stepped forward and said confidently:
"According to my diagnosis, the patient's qi and blood are declining, his liver is failing, his heartbeat is slowing down, and his blood vessels are blocked in many places. I can use Western medicine to unblock the patient's blood vessels, which can alleviate pain and prolong life."
The middle-aged man asked: "Can it be cured?"
The doctor was a little embarrassed and said: "Well, it can't be cured for the time being, but it can alleviate the patient's pain..."
"Okay!" The middle-aged man interrupted him and said:
"You're not the first to say this, you can go down now."
Although this man was unwilling, he did not dare to refute, so he had no choice but to turn around and walk out.
At this time, a female Chinese medicine doctor came forward and said:
"The patient's Qi and blood are not flowing smoothly. That's because of the problem of the room. The feng shui in the ward is not good and it is cold in summer. I think we should transfer it to another ward and I will give silver needles..."
"Okay! You can go down now." The middle-aged man interrupted her directly.
The female Chinese medicine doctor was speechless for a moment. She hadn't finished speaking yet. How could she be wrong?
Another doctor came forward to express his diagnosis and treatment plan.
The doctors around were a little panicked.
Because many of the symptoms expressed are close to or even the same as them, these are indeed the symptoms.
Soon, many people left one after another.
The number soon reached ten.
The whole scene was very serious.
Some of the doctors were brought here by people from the Li family. After being denied the plan, they still wanted to argue, but Mr. Li would speak.
"Minghui, stop talking, let him go down." Mr. Li looked at his grandson arguing for his patient and spoke slowly.
Li Minghui had no choice but to say: "Grandpa, this is Liao Hongbo, one of the best Chinese medicine doctors in Haizhou City, known as the King of Acupuncture. He has studied my grandma's condition for many years. How could he..."
Mr. Li frowned and said:
"What? Are you doubting me?"
Li Minghui hurriedly took a step back and said, "I don't dare!"
He waved his hand to let Liao Hongbo go down.
Liao Hongbo is unwilling to give up. He is a very famous Chinese medicine doctor in Haizhou City. He is respected as the King of Acupuncture by the world. He walks around the medical field with a pack of silver needles and has always been highly respected.
But the Li family doesn’t know the goods.
He snorted coldly and turned to leave.
"Grandpa, let Ye Fan talk." Li Mingzhu felt a little worried and nervous.
Seeing everyone being persuaded to retreat, there are now less than ten people.
Mr. Li squeezed out a rare smile, looked at Ye Fan, who had always been calm, and waved his hand.
Li Mingzhu hurriedly signaled Ye Fan to stand up.
Ye Fan stood up, holding the teacup in his hand, took a sip and said:
"The patient's disease is not a disease, but an evil..."
"Okay, you can go down." Before the middle-aged man standing above could speak, Li Bosong next to him immediately spoke:
"My mother is lying in bed and can't even speak. You said it's not a disease? What evil do you mean? Do you mean my mother is possessed by an evil spirit?"
Ye Fan didn't panic at all and said:
"It's not wrong to say that she was possessed by an evil spirit. It is also a kind of evil spell. Her soul was separated and she was about to fall. If it weren't for the soul-suppressing array, she would have already gone west..."
"Boy, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will make it impossible for you to leave the Li family. Do you think this is your Jinling?" Li Bosong glared at him angrily and said:
"Don't think that because my second brother is protecting you in Jinling, you can talk nonsense. Let me tell you, this is Haizhou, the provincial capital. You dare to curse my mother. I can't spare you."
"Bosong!" Mr. Li stopped holding the tea cup, his eyes showed some emotion, he shouted, stared at Ye Fan, and said:
"Let him continue."
Li Bosong suddenly felt something was wrong. His father's eyes looked wrong and he said:
"Dad, this man is young. When he was in Jinling, he relied on his second brother to support him. He insulted me in all kinds of ways and even threatened me. This man has serious problems with his character and his words cannot be trusted."
"Everyone knows that Mom's patient has obvious symptoms, but he says it's not a disease. Isn't this just telling lies?"
"I think this man has bad intentions and is up to something unheard of. Dad, you can't be deceived by him."
Mr. Li did not refute him, but still looked at Mark, waiting for him to continue.
Ye Fan was not in a hurry. If he hadn't had something serious to do now, he would have really wanted to reply to such a person who had never seen the world, and said slowly:
"I have observed the patient's room. There are copper coins placed in the four windows and a mahogany sword placed beside the bed. If my guess is correct, there should be a purple clay altar on the roof with the mouth of the altar facing down."
The more he said this, the more expectant his eyes became. He gently put down the tea cup in his hand, straightened his back, and almost stood up.
Ye Fan continued:
"When I came in, I also observed the Feng Shui layout of the villa. The Feng Shui is very good, and the patient's room is also the best acupuncture point. I wonder if you have heard the story of Zhu Yuanzhang burying his mother."
"The place where Zhu Yuanzhang buried his mother was a Feng Shui surveyed and laid out by Li Chunfeng. It was considered an excellent Feng Shui treasure land at the time, and it was called Tai Chi Yun. Although your villa does not have natural Feng Shui trends, it was decorated manually.
Get out of this feng shui place."
"The place where the ward is located is exactly where the yin and yang of Tai Chi meet."
He walked to the window, pointed to a pavilion not far away, which was brightly lit, and said:
"That side is the pole of yin. With the ward as the midpoint, the same distance in the opposite direction is the pole of yang. There should also be a pavilion there, right?"
Because of the layout of this room, the Yangzhiji Pavilion cannot be seen.
Mr. Li stood up unknowingly, his eyes were shining and his breathing was quickening, as if he had seen light.
Everyone else also saw the old man's reaction, and no one dared to speak.
Ye Fan was still talking and talking about what he observed.
"...So the cause of the patient's illness is not physical disease, but damage to the soul. If it were not for the effect of the soul-suppressing array and Tai Chi Yun, he would have died long ago."
Mr. Li's face turned red, he was agitated, and his breathing was rapid. The people next to him looked at him nervously.
After all, the old man is not in good health, suffering from heart disease, high blood pressure and other diseases. Especially when his wife is paralyzed in bed, his symptoms relapse more and more frequently.
"Little friend, do you recognize Wang Ke..."
Ye Fan frowned, he was indeed from the Heavenly Medicine Sect and said:
"Wang is my junior brother!"
"It's you..." Mr. Li's breathing became more and more rapid, his face turned pale, he raised his hand, pointed at him, and said with difficulty:
"It's you...my wife, I found him...uh..."
Before he finished speaking, he rolled his eyes and passed out.
Ye Fan rushed forward immediately, but was stopped by someone.
It's Li Bosong.
His eyes were on fire, his anger leaked out, he stared at Mark and said:
"You have hurt my father like this, and you still dare to come close? Are you confirming whether the person is dead?"
Other doctors have already rushed over to provide emergency treatment.
"The old man just has a heart attack. Quick, send him to bed and lie down. I'll save him."
Soon, the old man was carried away.
Four strong bodyguards came to Ye Fan with fierce looks.