Soon, the plane’s dical room was crowded with seven or eight doctors, each using different thods to examine Mr. Wei Fan’s symptoms.
However, the girl nad Xiao Cao looked out of place among these middle-aged doctors; after all, she was too young. No one thought she had the ability to save Wei Fan.
Shen Ying curiously looked over there, tugged Ye Tian’s sleeve, and asked in confusion, "Ye Tian, what do you think is wrong with Mr. Wei Fan?"
"So many doctors can’t find out, won’t he die on this plane?"
Ye Tian opened his eyes, used the Creation Divine Eye to examine Wei Fan’s entire body, and said softly, "It’s just acclimatization issues, a minor ailnt."
"Just that simple?" Shen Ying stared at Ye Tian with wide eyes, a look of disbelief on her face.
"Indeed, he should be visiting Huaxia for the first ti." Ye Tian smiled, seeing Shen Ying so curious, he continued:
"Mr. Wei Fan is travel-worn, with an old and frail body, and the weather is hot now. He probably ate cold food, causing acclimatization issues, leading to blocked qi and stiffening of his body."
"Then why don’t you go help? If you cure Wei Fan, you could make a big na for yourself."
Shen Ying pushed Ye Tian’s arm earnestly, speaking seriously.
Ye Tian’s mouth ford a sly smile, he leaned his head on Shen Ying’s shoulder, greedily inhaling the scent of gardenia, and laughed, "That little girl can cure Wei Fan’s illness, I won’t go."
"Besides, the ti between the two of us is scarce, I must treasure it, right?"
"You... you’re taking advantage of ."
Shen Ying’s delicate body trembled, her voice shaking. Ye Tian’s breath on her neck felt like being struck by an electric current.
She is the Asian Goddess, pure and noble, unlike other stars from Country R who rely on n to rise to fa. What man would dare tease her like this?
Yet she wasn’t disgusted inwardly, instead secretly delighted, a sweet feeling flowing in her heart.
Ever since Ye Tian fought Yin Spirits in Heavenly Life, she has been filled with curiosity about this mysterious man from Huaxia.
After all, he seed to use Magic. She has loved reading ghost stories from Huaxia since she was a child, such as "Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio" and other novels.
Shen Ying thought and her heart thumped violently. She sneaked a glance at Ye Tian, only to see him closing his eyes, breathing evenly, as if he had fallen asleep, and then she let out a sigh of relief.
His straight nose, rosy lips, his light smile like a falling feather, sweet as sugar, his silent look cold as ice, his face sharp like a knife yet retaining grace, perfectly eting her ideal.
"What’s wrong with ?" Shen Ying covered her face, feeling as if she had a fever.
.....
A few minutes passed.
The doctors in the dical room were still perplexed, without a single solution.
"Doctor Wei, you are the internal dicine director of Kyoto Hospital. What exactly is Mr. Wei Fan’s condition?"
Cao Ping stood respectfully next to a male doctor around forty years old, humbly inquiring.
Doctor Wei, full na Wei Li, was the internal dicine director of Kyoto Hospital, a renowned doctor in Huaxia’s dical field. He had just returned from a business trip to the Capital City, and was called over from first class.
"Alas, the equipnt here is too rudintary, ordinary thods cannot detect it, not possible!"
Wei Li put down the stethoscope and sighed deeply, not expecting that after so many years of practicing dicine, he would fail for the first ti today.
"Good-for-nothings, all of you are good-for-nothings. Are all Huaxia doctors of this level? Mr. Wei Fan always praises this magical Eastern ancient country and ca all the way here to Huaxia."
"Oh my God, you are simply making Mr. Wei Fan very disappointed. He will never co again."
Assistant Mary, seeing that the cause of illness had not been found, almost fud from her head, and shouted at the crowd.
Suddenly, a weak voice was heard.
"Can I try? I know what his illness is."
All the doctors turned to look, and it was the 17-year-old girl Chen Xiaocao.
At this mont, Doctor Cao Ping asked doubtfully, "How old are you? Which hospital do you work at?"
Chen Xiaocao faced Cao Ping’s questioning, her tone firm, "I’m 17, studying Traditional Chinese dicine, planning to open my own clinic."
After saying that, many doctors shook their heads in disappointnt. Not to ntion being so young, even highly-skilled Traditional Chinese dicine doctors, which one of them isn’t a 60 or 70-year-old man?
So young and a woman, how much dical expertise could she have? Even doctors from Kyoto Hospital couldn’t handle it, and you think you can?
"Traditional Chinese dicine?" Cao Ping looked coldly at Chen Xiaocao and said, "Little girl, you better not join in the fun, just leave."
"I can really save him, let try."
Chen Xiaocao was getting anxious. She had studied dicine since childhood, deeply influenced by her grandfather’s philosophy of healing the world, she couldn’t just watch soone die.
Assistant Mary’s expression was getting worse, she shouted at Chen Xiaocao, "Who are you? Can you diagnose? How can Huaxia Traditional Chinese dicine cure Mr. Wei Fan? Mr. Wei Fan is of such a noble status, if you cure him wrongly, how many lives can you compensate?"
Mary’s words were loud, almost everyone in the cabin heard it.
Is Huaxia Traditional Chinese dicine weak? This is our precious treasure handed down through five thousand years, can you insult it?
All Huaxia people were holding back a fire in their hearts, but didn’t respond because they didn’t understand Traditional Chinese dicine.
Ye Tian’s eyes flashed with a cold glint; he wouldn’t allow anyone to disgrace the great Traditional Chinese dicine. He stood up and walked straight to the dical room.
"Ye... Ye Tian, where are you going?"
Shen Ying was been startled awake by Ye Tian’s movent, she whispered, but Ye Tian didn’t respond. She stomped her feet, unbuckled her seatbelt, and followed him, "Wait for , I’ll go too."
"If he isn’t cured within ten minutes, just take him to the crematorium for cremation directly."
When the doctors were in despair, Chen Xiaocao’s eyes were red, and Assistant Mary was furious, a majestic voice rang out.
Ye Tian was striding forward.
"Who are you?" Cao Ping looked at Ye Tian coldly and asked indifferently, another young man fresh out of training.
Ye Tian replied, "Like her, I also study Traditional Chinese dicine, I don’t work in any hospital."
"But I can clearly tell you all, there’s only ten minutes left."
"Traditional Chinese dicine, why Traditional Chinese dicine again? Generally, old Traditional Chinese dicine physicians might have treatnt experience, but you are so young, can you do it?" Cao Ping seeing Ye Tian’s arrogance, his words also beca impolite.
"Young man, how do you plan to treat Mr. Wei Fan?"
After a long silence, Wei Li, stared at Ye Tian and spoke.
"Very simple, acupuncture will do." Ye Tian said confidently.
Cao Ping sneered and said, "That’s even more impossible. Even the old generation of Traditional Chinese dicine doctors wouldn’t dare to use acupuncture casually; it requires extensive preparatory work, what makes you think you can?"
"Besides, Mr. Wei Fan’s illness must be complex, acupuncture is just a supplentary treatnt, totally not feasible!"
Other doctors also nodded in agreent with Cao Ping’s statent, logical and well-founded, worthy of being a talented young doctor.
"That’s because you say the level of Traditional Chinese dicine is inadequate."
Ye Tian used an incredibly arrogant tone to stun Cao Ping.
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