In Capital City, a great many family powers were very keen on currying favor with the Rejuvenation Pavilion and the Mu Family, for everyone falls ill at tis, especially the high-ranking and powerful, who fear sickness the most.
Thus, naturally, they sought to ingratiate themselves with the Rejuvenation Pavilion and the Mu Family, which also made the status of the Mu Family and the entire Rejuvenation Pavilion transcendental in Capital City.
As for Mu Jianchun, as the most outstanding successor of the young generation of the Mu Family, his dical skills had naturally reached an extrely high realm. He had the title of "Divine Doctor" in Capital City, and although the title was sowhat exaggerated, it was undeniable that the young Mu Jianchun had already mastered the essence of the Mu Family’s dical skills.
Upon learning of Mu Jianchun’s identity, everyone present unanimously believed that Ye Luo was bound to lose without a doubt.
Of course, there were still so people who truly believed in Ye Luo, and naturally, those were the sisters Liu Xiner and her sibling. They had personally experienced Ye Luo’s powerful dical skills and had imnse faith in his abilities.
"Brother Ye, you can do it, show this guy how aweso you are."
Liu Xiner said as she looked at Ye Luo.
"Thanks."
Ye Luo glanced at Liu Xiner, while Ling Qingya sat there without a word, her face calm and tranquil as water.
"Interesting." Chen Baoshan, who was sitting to the side, had a faint smile on his lips; he was well aware of Ye Luo’s dical prowess.
But he was also clear that although the Mu Family’s successor was arrogant, his dical skills were undeniably formidable. He was very curious to witness which of the two young dical prodigies had greater skills, though his heart still leaned towards Ye Luo.
After all, Ye Luo had completely cured his heart condition, which even the Rejuvenation Pavilion had failed to do, which was enough to prove his dical excellence.
"You tell , how shall we compare our dical skills?"
Ye Luo let go of Shi Yanran’s slender waist, looking nonchalant as he faced Mu Jianchun.
"It’s quite simple, traditional Chinese dicine values the ’four diagnostic thods.’ We’ll each pick two people from the crowd and diagnose their conditions. Through this, we’ll determine whose dical skills are superior."
Mu Jianchun said in a deep voice as he looked at Ye Luo.
"No problem."
Ye Luo said indifferently, appearing utterly unconcerned, without a trace of nervousness.
"Hmph, kid, this ti I’m going to teach you a lesson on what it feels like to be humiliated."
Mu Jianchun looked at Ye Luo with cold eyes, his heart secretly triumphant.
In the realm of dical skills, Mu Jianchun wouldn’t dare to claim he was number one, but among the younger generation, he was absolutely confident that he possessed the strongest dical skills.
Moreover, the ’four diagnostic thods’ require extensive personal practice to accurately diagnose a patient’s condition.
As the heir of the Mu Family who often treated people within the Rejuvenation Pavilion, his proficiency in these thods was comparable to the average master of Chinese dicine, which filled him with confidence.
Ye Luo looked at Mu Jianchun with a playful smile at the corner of his mouth.
Clearly, in his eyes, Mu Jianchun was nothing more than a jumping clown. In terms of dical skills, in this world, he only acknowledged his master; he didn’t take anyone else seriously.
"Now, whoever wants to be treated by , co over here."
Mu Jianchun’s eyes swept over those present as he spoke directly.
"!"
"!"
A large group of people imdiately rushed over, eagerly wanting to be treated by Mu Jianchun. They were all aware of his identity as the heir to a Huaxia dical lineage and were certain of his exceptional skills.
They naturally wouldn’t miss this opportunity, knowing that normally they wouldn’t have the chance to be diagnosed by a mber of the Mu Family.
As for Ye Luo’s side, there were no takers; clearly, in the eyes of the crowd, they did not believe Ye Luo had any dical skills. For a mont, the scene seed sowhat embarrassing.
However, Ye Luo scanned the crowd and pointed to a middle-aged couple, saying, "You two co here."
"I..."
The middle-aged couple looked like a husband and wife. When they saw Ye Luo pointing to them, they appeared sowhat surprised but still walked over.
"It’s you two."
Ye Luo said indifferently.
"Sir, my wife and I are quite normal. We don’t have any illness."
"Whether you have an illness or not, I am naturally aware."
Ye Luo spoke directly.
"I have made my choice too. Let’s begin."
Mu Jianchun had also casually picked two people, one old and one young.
Following that, Mu Jianchun’s expression changed, becoming incredibly solemn. His gaze swept across the two individuals, burning with an intense focus.
Clearly, as the heir of Huaxia’s dical Path noble family, the Mu Family, Mu Jianchun possessed a certain strength. He directly comnced the first step of the traditional Chinese dicine process "look, sll, ask, and feel the pulse," starting with "look" to check the two individuals’ conditions before moving on to diagnosis and treatnt.
anwhile, everyone present was gathered around, holding their breath in anticipation, watching this dical skills competition unfold.
Wang Tiancheng was standing to the side, watching Ye Luo with a cold smirk. He was waiting for Ye Luo to make a fool of himself, awaiting his failure so that he could mock him thoroughly and vent the resentnt in his heart.
At that mont, Ye Luo also began, his eyes swept over the middle-aged couple, and then he said to the man, "You have kidney deficiency."
"You... how do you know?"
Seeing Ye Luo instantly perceive his issue with just one glance, the middle-aged man’s complexion changed, and he looked at Ye Luo with so astonishnt.
"You must have not been sparing in your younger days. It’s better to be moderate with such things. Otherwise, it might be hard for you to get it up in the future."
Ye Luo stated blandly.
At this point, the surrounding people were shocked to see Ye Luo diagnose one person’s condition with just a glance, and moreover, he was accurate. They knew that Mu Jianchun was still taking the pulse of the other two and hadn’t diagnosed anyone yet.
What a big difference!
Next, Ye Luo’s gaze turned to the middle-aged woman. She was dressed in finery, exuding an air of grace and luxury, and she was quite attractive.
The woman looked at Ye Luo, her expression slightly uneasy.
"Your cervix is a bit eroded, and you are qi deficient. But most importantly, you are pregnant, and it has been a month already."
Ye Luo said with an indifferent expression.
In an instant, the middle-aged woman’s face changed drastically, paling considerably, while the middle-aged man next to her had fury flash in his eyes.
Slap!
The middle-aged man slapped the woman across the face, and the forceful blow knocked her to the ground.
"Whore, whose bastard is this? I’ve been working out of town for over three months; there’s no way you could be pregnant by ."
The middle-aged man spat out furiously.
At that mont, everyone present understood why this man beca so angry upon learning of his wife’s pregnancy.
It turned out that the man had been cuckolded.
"Brother, I sympathize with you,"
Ye Luo patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder, sighing.
"Let’s go. Co back with and explain clearly."
The middle-aged man, with a face full of rage, dragged the woman towards the outside, clearly ready to deal with dostic matters.
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