Zhao Yangqiu's eyebrow shot up. He slamd his teacup onto the coffee table and scoffed, "A true case of the dog biting Lü Dongbin—unable to recognize a kind heart. Since you're dead set on making a fool of yourself, I won't try to stop you."
The comnts in the live stream chat surged to a new peak.
"This guy's so full of himself!"
"Hey, person above, you're wrong. When soone has the skills, it's called being a badass. When they have no skills and just act tough, it's called being a dumbass!"
"Are the two words 'give up' not in your dictionary? You must have bought a bootleg copy!"
"Can't wait to see this guy get put in his place!"
No one thought Zhao Yuan could defeat Zhao Yangqiu in suspended silk pulse diagnosis. It wasn't just the netizens; even Ma Guotao, Yang Jingbo, and the others all thought the sa.
Only Zhao Yuan himself remained full of confidence!
Because he knew his own abilities very well.
Zhao Yangqiu's suspended silk pulse diagnosis technique could indeed be considered top-tier, but compared to the one passed down from Wu Peng, there was still a massive gulf! And that's not even ntioning that Zhao Yuan had a cheat like the Body Pearl. How the hell could he possibly lose?
Zhao Yuan reached out for the red silk thread, simultaneously and secretly retrieving the Body Pearl from his Storage Ring.
Under the Body Pearl's enhancing effect, Zhao Yuan's sense of touch was greatly amplified. He clearly perceived every minute vibration traveling up the red silk. At the sa ti, he put to use the suspended silk pulse diagnosis technique that he had been studying so intensely.
Zhao Yuan's thod for suspended silk pulse diagnosis was completely different from Zhao Yangqiu's.
Zhao Yangqiu held the red silk with one hand and rested the other on the thread, his movents as elegant as if he were playing a zither. Zhao Yuan, however, was far cruder. He simply grabbed the red silk with one hand, his fingers pinching the thread. His movents were rough and utterly devoid of aesthetic appeal.
Seeing this, a scornful sneer crept onto Zhao Yangqiu's lips. "Your technique is all wrong. What the hell kind of 'suspended silk' or 'pulse diagnosis' do you call that?"
Zhao Yangqiu wasn't the only one who thought so. After seeing Zhao Yuan's technique, Li Heping, Qiao Zhixue, and the others also shook their heads with wry smiles.
Zhao Dezhu, however, heaved a long sigh of relief.
His greatest fear was that Zhao Yuan was truly a master of the suspended silk pulse diagnosis technique. But now, seeing Zhao Yuan's clumsy thod, he was instantly put at ease. The Jinling Zhao Family's victory in this pulse diagnosis competition was assured! And this was a great start to today's dical skill competition!
Not only was Zhao Yuan's pulse diagnosis technique unconventional, the ti he took was also very short. In less than three minutes, he released the red silk thread.
"Well, young man? Did you diagnose anything?" Zhao Yangqiu asked, his tone dripping with sarcasm.
Zhao Yuan smiled, nodded, and said, "I did find a few things."
Zhao Yangqiu sneered, "Then by all ans, tell us what you found. Or do you need so ti to make sothing up?"
In his view, Zhao Yuan didn't understand the suspended silk pulse diagnosis technique in the slightest, so it was impossible for him to have diagnosed the patient's condition inside the Curtain House. These so-called "findings" were nothing more than hastily fabricated lies.
As if he hadn't heard the mockery, Zhao Yuan kept his smile and said, "According to the Pulse Diagnosis I just perford, the patient inside the Curtain House has a smooth and harmonious pulse, which clearly indicates pregnancy. There are also occasional secondary pulses, which should an she is currently in labor. At the sa ti, hidden beneath the smooth pulse is a choppy, deep, and forceful pulse. I will boldly speculate that the patient has an injury to their limbs and is disabled!"
When he finished speaking, the entire venue fell silent. Everyone stared at Zhao Yuan with wide eyes. There was shock, but no admiration—only expressions that scread, 'Are you a complete idiot?'
Pregnant? In labor? Disabled?
Had he lost his damn mind, or did he think they were all blind? The person who went into the Curtain House just now was clearly an eight or nine-year-old boy. How could he be pregnant? How could he be in labor? Furthermore, he was saying the boy was disabled? But when he went into the Curtain House, he was skipping and waving his hands. He didn't look disabled in the slightest!
"Heh, Student Zhao Yuan must be joking with everyone," Ma Guotao said, the first to recover, trying to smooth things over with a dry laugh.
He then whispered to Zhao Yuan, "Student Zhao Yuan, have you forgotten? The person who went into the Curtain House was an eight or nine-year-old boy! Even if you were going to make sothing up, you could have at least made it more believable!"
But Zhao Yuan showed no appreciation for the gesture. He smiled and said, "Principal Ma, I'm not joking, nor am I making anything up. What I just said is my final diagnosis, and my diagnosis is absolutely correct!"
"This is absurd!" Zhao Yangqiu roared, leaping to his feet in a fury.
He had spent his entire life studying the suspended silk pulse diagnosis technique, and he couldn't stand people who used its na to run scams and fool others. In his eyes, Zhao Yuan was now no different from those unlearned charlatans.
"Soone like you has no right to challenge my Jinling Zhao Family!" Zhao Yangqiu turned to leave, not forgetting to order Zhao Dezhu, "Dezhu, throw him out! Competing with a fraud like this is an insult to the Jinling Zhao Family's reputation!"
It wasn't just Zhao Yangqiu who was furious; Li Heping, Qiao Zhixue, and the others also wore grim expressions. The earlier fondness in their gazes toward Zhao Yuan had vanished completely.
In the eyes of these dical masters, lacking skill wasn't a cri, but reckless showboating and spouting nonsense were unforgivable. A doctor's actions were tied to a patient's health and life. A single mistake could cause a patient to suffer or even die, let alone this kind of reckless posturing and utter foolishness!
Zhao Yuan's behavior had crossed their bottom line. If not for their respect for Ma Guotao and the others, they would have probably already been pointing at Zhao Yuan's nose and scolding him!
In the live stream chat, a storm of curses erupted.
"Is this kid blind or just an idiot?"
"An eight or nine-year-old boy getting pregnant and giving birth? Could this be any more absurd? You think this is so kind of perverted ani?"
"When the Jinling Zhao Family called him a fraud before, I didn't believe it. Looking at it now, I was truly blind!"
At this mont, the only happy people were the mbers of the Jinling Zhao Family.
Zhao Dezhu had never imagined that Zhao Yuan would make such a foolish move. He quickly calculated in his mind, 'If I play my cards right, I might actually be able to pin the 'fraud' label back on Zhao Yuan for good. If so, the Jinling Zhao Family's damaged reputation can definitely be restored!'
Despite being the target of universal condemnation, Zhao Yuan wasn't the least bit flustered. He reached out to stop the furious Zhao Yangqiu from leaving. "Mr. Zhao, don't be in such a hurry to leave. Why don't you first see whether my diagnosis is wrong or not!"
Without waiting for Zhao Yangqiu to respond, he turned to Liu Zhu and the others behind him. "Boss, go and lift the curtain. Let everyone see what's really going on in there."
As soon as he said this, everyone froze.
What did he an? Wasn't it just a little boy sitting inside the Curtain House? What else could be going on? There couldn't possibly be a second person in there, right?
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