518: Chapter 517: I’m Not Sick at All!
518: Chapter 517: I’m Not Sick at All!
Ning Fan turned to Tang Xinyuan, his lips slightly curving in a smile that was not quite a smile.
This slightly disdainful expression made Tang Xinyuan unable to hold back any longer.
“Fine, continue.
I’ve said that words once spoken, I will never regret.
The last round was a draw, this ti, if you can win again, my word stands, the Tang Clan’s signboard, you can take it,” Tang Xinyuan said in a fit of pique.
Upon hearing this, Ning Fan sighed softly.
This Tang Xinyuan, easily provoked by his own words, was willing to gamble the Tang Clan’s signboard on just a few sentences.
Ning Fan couldn’t help but worry about the future of the Tang Clan if such a fool could beco its future heir.
After Tang Xinyuan finished speaking, he began searching through the crowd again.
Soon, he set his eyes on a woman.
This woman seed to have gone shopping for groceries.
She stood by, watching, and when she saw Tang Xinyuan looking at her, she quickly waved her hands and said, “I’m not sick at all.
I’m perfectly healthy.
Please find soone else.”
Tang Xinyuan stood in front of the woman, and seeing her continuously rejecting him, a trace of anger stirred within him.
In the past, whenever he ntioned his identity as a mber of the Tang Clan, people would swarm around him, sick or not, all wanting to witness.
But now, when Tang Xinyuan approached this woman, she seed to dodge him as if he were the plague.
And all this was because of Ning Fan.
The previous actions of Ning Fan had put him in this situation.
The thought was ridiculous.
He always thought it was because of what Ning Fan did, but he never considered that it was all due to his own previous behavior.
As a doctor, dical techniques are indeed important, but dical ethics are absolutely essential.
During the comparison with Ning Fan, Ning Fan’s actions were good.
When facing Tang Xinyuan’s sarcastic or provocative words, Ning Fan just responded symbolically.
But most of the ti, Ning Fan’s attention was on the elderly grandfather.
For a doctor, the patient should be their utmost concern, and competition should never be brought up during treatnt.
However, Tang Xinyuan made a foolish mistake.
While seeing the elderly man in pain, he inappropriately mocked Ning Fan, laughing uncontrollably.
This caused his popularity to drop drastically.
Indeed, the Tang Clan had a great reputation, but if spoofed by Tang Xinyuan like this, the result was what was happening now.
In the comparison between the two, many saw the first round as a loss for Tang Xinyuan.
Both had diagnosed and treated a patient, but Ning Fan’s treatnt was far more impressive.
Not to ntion, being able to make a patient who had been limping for twenty years recover instantly was sothing Tang Xinyuan absolutely couldn’t achieve.
But Tang Xinyuan would not admit defeat; he did not want to lose so easily.
He wanted to continue.
However, in the eyes of the onlooking crowd, there was already a fundantal difference between Ning Fan and Tang Xinyuan.
The ridiculous thing was that Tang Xinyuan still didn’t realize his own mistakes, but instead, he blad everything on Ning Fan.
The repeated gestures of the woman waving her hands made Tang Xinyuan’s face instantly sour.
But now, he didn’t dare to make a scene, and instead continued to smile and said, “Does having irregular periods also count as normal?”
The woman had been refusing all along, but when she suddenly heard these words, she froze.
She looked at Tang Xinyuan in amazent, and suddenly realized that although this guy did not seem like a good person, he was after all from the Tang Clan, and his dical technique was undoubtedly impeccable.
Thus, the woman stopped and asked, “How did you figure it out?”
Tang Xinyuan smiled broadly at the woman in front of him and did not answer her directly, instead bragging, “The dical technique of the Tang Clan is outstanding.
This little illness is nothing to , I can cure you right now.”
The crowd around them all wore expressions of disbelief.
What use is boasting about Tang Clan’s dical technique now?
“Alright, then please treat ,” the woman hesitated for a mont but still nodded her head.
After speaking, the woman stretched her arm out in front of Tang Xinyuan.
“What for?” Tang Xinyuan asked, puzzled.
“To take my pulse, aren’t you going to look further?” the woman asked, sowhat confused.
Tang Xinyuan’s lips curled slightly, his face filled with imnse pride as he said, “The prowess of Tang Clan’s dical technique ans that I diagnosed you with just one glance.
There’s no need to look further.
Taking your pulse, let’s skip that.
I’ll treat you right now.”
The woman was taken aback and frowned slightly.
Wasn’t that a bit too hasty?
However, thinking that what Tang Xinyuan said was not wrong and indeed her nstrual cycle was irregular, she didn’t say anything and drew back her arm.
anwhile, Tang Xinyuan fumbled in his clothing pocket for a while and took out a yellow elixir.
As everyone knows, the Tang Clan also made so elixirs, though different from those in myths, theirs were crafted using ancient thods of refining traditional Chinese dicine.
And the purpose of these elixirs was not for “Becoming an Immortal” but rely for curing illnesses.
“Take this elixir, and your illness will soon be cured,” Tang Xinyuan cheerfully said.
Although he was smiling, his heart was bleeding internally.
The value of this elixir was beyond what the woman in front of him could ever imagine, with each of the required herbs being invaluable.
The elixir could treat a wide range of diseases as well.
But there was no choice for him.
To surpass Ning Fan in this competition, he had to do this.
He wanted to cure the woman’s illness as quickly as possible, and the elixir was the fastest way.
The scene where Ning Fan cured an old man’s leg injury had made him feel a deep sense of crisis.
The woman, sowhat puzzled and skeptical, held the elixir in her palm and examined it, asking, “Can this really cure my irregular periods?”
She was doubtful because her condition was essentially a matter of regulation, not requiring dication; she could manage it with so daily attention, so she had not planned to seek dical help.
Now that Tang Xinyuan had pointed it out, she decided to give it a try, but she did not expect him to produce such a pill.
“Trust , once you take it, you’ll get better quickly,” Tang Xinyuan said with a broad smile.
Actually, he had another motive for doing this— to disengage.
Because it’s difficult to clearly determine whether irregular periods are cured or not, and the previous scene had inford Tang Xinyuan that Ning Fan’s capabilities were no fluke.
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