Ling Zhenfei put down the elderly man's wrist and stood up. Before he could speak, he heard Jiang Ming say, "How is it, can it be cured?"
Ling Zhenfei said, "The elder's pulse is very strange, his breath is very weak...."
"Don't talk nonsense, just tell if you can cure him or not," Jiang Ming quickly interrupted Ling Zhenfei before he could finish speaking.
Ling Zhenfei truly felt very uncomfortable. Had he really never seen this kind of person before? Could it be that being rich really does make one the boss?
Ling Zhenfei was just about to speak when suddenly he heard soone at the door say, "I think he cannot cure it. Why don't you let try?"
The voice was very loud, and as soon as he spoke, it attracted the attention of everyone in the room. They all looked toward the source of the voice and saw a man standing at the doorway.
Ling Zhenfei was surprised as the man appeared to be around thirty years old, carrying a dicine chest. The wooden chest looked very ancient, and now, he was smirking at Ling Zhenfei as if to mock him.
Jiang Ming looked at the man and asked, "Who are you? Can you cure my father's illness?"
The man said with a smile, "My na is Hua Feng, a descendant of a family of traditional Chinese dicine. Of course, I can cure the old master's illness."
Upon hearing such a confident response, Jiang Ming's face showed a trace of joy as he said, "So you are the Divine Doctor Hua Feng from Beyond the Great Wall. Now that you are here, what are you waiting for? Go ahead and treat the old master."
Hua Feng nodded and then walked over to the bedside. He glanced at Ling Zhenfei next to him and laughed, "You must be that internet-known physician Ling Zhenfei, the one who presumptuously claims to be a Divine Doctor at such a young age. You really think too highly of yourself."
Ling Zhenfei was taken aback. He could clearly sense that the man nad Hua Feng had co for him. This person had been staring at him since he entered, and Ling Zhenfei was unsure of his intentions.
Especially the words the man spoke to him, it confird to Ling Zhenfei that this man had co for him, sensing full of malice from his deanor.
"What's going on here?" Ling Zhenfei asked Chen Dafu.
Chen Dafu whispered, "It's like this, the patient's family didn't just seek doctors from our hospital. They also posted information on the internet that anyone who could extend the old master's life by a week would receive ten million."
Ling Zhenfei understood. That was the origin of the so-called ten million. No wonder the offer was so high; it was true that a hefty reward would bring forth the brave.
Jiang Ming also said to Ling Zhenfei, "This Divine Doctor Hua is a descendant of Hua Tuo, a dical Arts expert I invited from Beyond the Great Wall. He is the real Divine Doctor. It seems like you, the internet-known physician, are inadequate, exposed in the face of real issues."
Ling Zhenfei said nothing, just quietly watching.
Hua Feng paid no more attention to Ling Zhenfei but went to Old Master Jiang's side and placed his dicine chest beside him. He started to treat the old master without even taking his pulse.
This man took out Silver Needles from the dicine chest. The Silver Needle bag stretched out a long distance; he was actually planning to use acupuncture to treat the old master's illness.
Ling Zhenfei felt that sothing was not quite right. At least this person's treatnt was different from his own. For Old Master Jiang's kind of illness, internal administration would be best. Externally using acupuncture wouldn't produce such evident results.
In traditional Chinese dicine, it is said that one should replenish what is lacking. A deficiency in the body can affect the Yin Yang and Five Elents. If there is a deficiency in any of the Five Elents, diseases will arise imdiately. This is the cause of diseases.
In traditional Chinese dicine, it emphasizes the balance of Yin and Yang; replenish the body with the elents it lacks, and the body will beco healthy, and diseases will naturally disappear. That is the theory of treating diseases in traditional Chinese dicine.
Old Master Jiang was suffering from acute kidney failure, so the treatnt should have targeted the kidneys, not acupuncture.
Ling Zhenfei just watched the man, wanting to see if he had any real skills.
After a series of needle insertions, Hua Feng finally finished and stood up.
"Doctor, how is my father now?" Jiang Ming rushed over to ask just as Hua Feng finished.
Now, Jiang Ming's attitude towards Hua Feng had changed significantly.
Hua Feng said with great pride, "Rest assured, if I'm involved, there isn't a disease I can't cure. Just drink a few more prescriptions of my herbal dicine. I can't say much else, but persisting for another ten days or so is definitely simple."
"Thank you so much, Doctor," Jiang Ming said gratefully.
At that mont, Hua Feng's face was full of pride, and he deliberately glanced at Ling Zhenfei, saying, "How about it, Divine Doctor Ling? Are you impressed by my superior dical arts? Who between us is more worthy of the title 'Divine Doctor,' do you think?"
Ling Zhenfei was taken aback; his earlier doubts were resolved - the reason Hua Feng was looking for trouble was indeed because of the title 'Divine Doctor.'
Ling Zhenfei laughed and said, "You can take the title of Divine Doctor if you want it, it's all just empty fa after all."
As Ling Zhenfei said this, Hua Feng laughed even more radiantly, as if he had completely trampled Ling Zhenfei beneath him.
"Although I'm not very clear on how you treated Old Master Jiang, I have noticed several issues. When you used the Silver Needle earlier, the points you chose were all wrong, with significant deviation. You don't often use Silver Needle, do you?"
Ling Zhenfei voiced his curiosity, as a doctor, questioning the inaccuracies of Hua Feng.
Upon hearing this, Hua Feng's face darkened, and then he flew into a rage, "Ling Zhenfei, stop pretending to be better than you are. What do you know? Can your acupuncture be the sa as mine? The slight deviations were intentional, that's how this disease should be treated with needles."
Ling Zhenfei laughed after hearing this, then replied, "Old Master Jiang's condition is indeed very dangerous, but helping the old master survive another seven days is also not difficult. According to traditional Chinese dicine, there should be a balance of Yin and Yang. He should be taking so dications for treatnt. I really don't understand the point of your acupuncture."
"This, ah, using acupuncture is correct, it is my thod of treatnt... right, stop pretending over here. If you could cure him, why didn't you do it just now? Are you playing Monday morning quarterback after seeing cure the old master's illness?"
Hua Feng was furious, but by the way, Ling Zhenfei questioned him, he obviously felt a bit guilty.
Ling Zhenfei seed to have understood sothing. Just as he was about to speak, Jiang Ming called out, "Ling Zhenfei, don't talk anymore. Earlier you clearly said you couldn't cure him. Now I've already invited the Divine Doctor from Beyond the Great Wall, and he can treat the condition. Stop wasting ti."
"When did I say I couldn't cure him? I hadn't even spoken before I was interrupted by all of you. I won't even take that into account, but I believe there is a problem with this Divine Doctor Hua's treatnt!"
Although Ling Zhenfei had no fondness for Jiang Ming, he didn't want Old Master Jiang to lose his life due to a wrong treatnt, which would clearly be treating human life as if it were worthless.
"You yourself can't cure him, yet you doubt my treatnt? Are you playing the fake Divine Doctor role a bit too seriously?" Hua Feng said with a cold sneer.
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