Doctors need patients, and the only patients right now are these uncles and aunts.
As referees, the three of them selected patients with similar conditions for PK.
The three of them were all authoritative doctors in Jinling's medical field. After searching, they selected two aunts and sent them to the center of their consultation table.
Shi Yongchang, an authoritative doctor in Western medicine, looked at the two people and said:
"These two are in similar condition. Each of you chooses one. There are two ways to choose. The first is to choose by yourself, and the second is to draw lots."
Zeng Zhengyang was full of confidence and said:
"I let him choose first."
Ye Fan was not polite, walked over, checked their pulses, and soon learned their conditions.
As expected of an authoritative doctor, the conditions of the two were indeed very close. He then selected one of them and said, "I choose her!"
And ask the patient to sit at his desk.
Zeng Zhengyang also led his patient to sit down, and skillfully diagnosed the pulse, examined the patient's body, and said:
"Liver stagnation, poor air flow, and chest pain."
He reached out and gently pressed various parts of the patient's chest and asked:
"Does it hurt here?"
"It hurts...ah, doctor, please be gentle."
"What about here?"
"It hurts a little too..."
Everyone nodded as they watched Zeng Zhengyang constantly checking the patient's body.
His technique is good and very skillful, and he is also good at finding patients.
The three referees nodded approvingly.
"Although Zhongrentang is not as good as the He family, in recent years there have been many young people with very good medical skills. Zeng Zhengyang is one of them."
"Zhongrentang is also one of the more famous traditional Chinese medicine clinics in Jinling. I went to Zhongrentang three times last time and cured my rheumatism."
"Zeng Zhengyang is a leader of the younger generation. He will definitely have no problem taking action. It is not easy to win over a small village doctor!"
"Look, the village doctor is also pretending to ask about the patient's condition, making it look like he's really doing it."
"..."
The doctors who were watching were all optimistic about Zeng Zhengyang.
After all, Zeng Zhengyang is also a famous doctor in the traditional Chinese medicine community in Jinling. He is somewhat famous. Apart from the He family, he is one of the most famous among the younger generation.
On the other hand, look at Ye Fan.
What kind of skills can a barefoot doctor from a rural area have?
They would not believe that Ye Fan's medical skills could surpass Zeng Zhengyang's.
"Mr. Dong, who are you optimistic about?" Shi Yongchang, who is also from the First Hospital, looked at Dong Jianguo and asked.
Dong Jianguo looked at Zeng Zhengyang who was doing the acupuncture and said:
"Dr. Zeng's diagnosis and acupuncture methods are good, and his acupuncture techniques are also very sophisticated. At first glance, he looks like a doctor who has been doing acupuncture all year round. The young people in Zhongrentang are scary, but I am optimistic about Dr. Ye."
"..." Shi Yongchang was speechless.
You praised Zeng Zhengyang so much before, but finally you gave me a twist and said that you favor Dr. Ye.
What kind of trick is this!
After pondering for a while, he said:
"This is Ye Fan's treatment method. His first and second injections are Zhuanzhong and Zigong respectively. I don't think it is of much use. Sure enough, the village doctor is a village doctor and the acupuncture points used are wrong. How can he save people.
On the other hand, according to Zeng Zhengyang, the first needle was at Xuanji and the second needle was at Liangmen. These are the standard acupoints for dispersing liver qi and clearing meridians."
Dong Jianguo smiled, looked at the third referee, and said:
"Both of us are Western medicine doctors. Why don't we ask Lao Gao, Lao Gao, what do you think?"
The third referee is Gao Liang, an authoritative Chinese medicine doctor from Aimintang. Although he is not as good as He Chengkun, the miracle doctor of the He family, he is the oldest and most authoritative among the Chinese medicine doctors here.
Research on traditional Chinese medicine has been going on for fifty or sixty years, and the experience and knowledge are very credible.
He spoke relatively few words. From the beginning, it was Zeng Zhengyang who was observing, and he nodded quite frequently. When he saw Ye Fan's needle technique.
No one could move their eyes away.
Dong Jianguo asked him questions, but he couldn't hear them.
"Lao Gao, I have a question for you."
Shi Yongchang raised his voice.
"Ah!?" Gao Liang finally reacted, still staring at Ye Fan's acupuncture technique, and said:
"Although the position of this needle is different from Zeng Zhengyang's, it seems that it has little to do with the dredging of liver qi, but in fact it is not the case. According to my many years of in-depth study of traditional Chinese medicine, there is a certain relationship between these silver needles, and I vaguely feel that there is a connection between them.
An invisible air current is pulling and traveling, it’s very mysterious, I don’t know how to tell you.”
"Maybe it's because my level is not up to par. If Dr. He Chengkunhe is here, he should be able to explain it clearly to you. I'm afraid it's not easy for Zeng Zhengyang to win."
As a referee, Gao Liang is also an authoritative doctor in Jinling's traditional Chinese medicine community, so his words are naturally extremely credible.
It immediately attracted many doctors to watch, especially the young people from the He family.
"Brother, what do you think?" a young woman from the He family asked.
The man next to her looked at Ye Fan's acupuncture carefully, frowned slightly, and said:
"I can't understand it, but I always feel that something is wrong. I have never seen his acupuncture techniques, nor have I seen them in the records of sages. In my opinion, Dr. Gaoliang's judgment may not be correct."
The man's name is He Hongming. He is one of the more powerful among the younger generation of the He family. Although he is not as good as He Hongsheng, who is known as the little miracle doctor, he is second only to him.
His father is He Deyi. This time he led the team to challenge Ye Fan and regain the He family's face. He is the captain.
The medical field is pretty good.
A woman next to him immediately said: "Dr. Gao, are you confused? Ye Fan's acupuncture method is haphazard. If there is no connection between the needles and no interconnection between the needles, it is a failure. Even if my grandfather is here
I will feel the same way.”
Gao Liang glanced at her and said:
"Girl of the He family, your He family's medical skills are pretty good, and you, He Shuhui, are somewhat famous in the Chinese medicine world. It seems that those are just false reputations, and you can't even tell that."
Then he pointed at Ye Fan’s patient and said:
"You might as well step forward and check your pulse!"
He Shuhui naturally did not believe in evil, so she came to the patient's side and stretched out her hand to check the pulse.
The rest of the He family also stared at her closely, and saw that her expression instantly solidified, the pride on her face disappeared, and gradually changed.
Become surprised, shocked, unbelievable...
"Shuhui, how are you?" He Hongming asked impatiently, but she was still in shock and did not speak. She raised her voice and asked:
"Shuhui, what's wrong with you? How is he?"
He Shuhui woke up from the shock, with a shocked look on her face, and said:
"Brother, this patient's liver qi stagnation has been cleared, and all the veins in the body are reviving violently. There seems to be some kind of... some kind of indescribable air current flowing rapidly between the silver needles. It's strange. I have never seen this kind of...
Condition."
He Hongming was a little baffled by what he heard, and planned to step forward and check his pulse in person.
There were cheers and cheers from Zeng Zhengyang's side.
"Dr. Zeng's treatment is over and he has won in terms of time. If the two people have the same effect, then Dr. Zeng wins."
He Hongming did not continue to take his pulse, but quickly walked towards Zeng Zhengyang, and many people gathered around him.
Wang Qing also took a look and whispered:
"Ye Fan, he's done."
Ye Fan was very calm and said:
"Effect is the final result. Just by him, he won't be able to defeat me even if he practices for another hundred years."