This ti, a middle-aged woman brought an elderly person who was around several decades old.
"Doctors, my mother's hands keep trembling uncontrollably; we don't know the reason. We hope you can help treat her."
The foreign doctor nad Peter ca out before and looked at Ren Feng.
"You go first. Saves you from saying I'm bullying you." Ren Feng said indifferently.
Peter snorted coldly, and then he began examining the elderly person.
Peter started diagnosing with various portable instrunts. After examining the elderly's condition, he frowned, pondered for a mont, and then retrieved the dicine he carried.
"Your mother's condition is sowhat complex, very likely Parkinson's. I'll give her so Amantadine to see if it works."
Peter said as he poured water into a cup and started administering the dicine to the elderly.
The middle-aged woman helped the elderly take the dicine, and a few minutes later, the elderly's hands stopped trembling and remained still on her knees.
The middle-aged woman's face imdiately showed joy, "Is it cured?"
"You lost."
Peter laughed heartily and looked at Ren Feng.
Yu Guanyi and the surrounding patients all looked at Ren Feng.
"Is that so?" Ren Feng smiled faintly, "Are you sure this is Parkinson's?"
As he spoke, Ren Feng suddenly reached out and tapped several tis on the right shoulder of the elderly. The previously still arm began to tremble again.
"What's going on?"
The patients around were shocked, and Peter was also startled, "Impossible, what did you do?"
"Did I do sothing?" Ren Feng coldly said, "This isn't Parkinson's at all; your dication temporarily suppressed the cold energy, creating the illusion of being cured."
Ren Feng walked over and placed his hand onto the elderly's pulse, "Cold energy has invaded her body for many years. Several joints in the right arm have long been damaged by the cold energy, resulting in the trembling symptom."
The middle-aged woman panicked upon hearing this, "Is there a treatnt available?"
"Yes!"
Suddenly, Ren Feng took out silver needles, mobilized the True Qi in his body, and inserted them into the elderly's right arm joints directly!
A few silver needles followed, directly sealing off the cold energy. Ren Feng's palm pressed against the elderly's back, channeling True Qi into her. The imnse True Qi, like warm sunlight, expelled the cold energy!
The elderly's cold energy illness is very hard to cure, but Ren Feng's True Qi is particularly effective against it. If it weren't for Ren Feng, it would have been very challenging to treat.
Then, Ren Feng pulled out the silver needles, and this ti, the elderly's arm indeed stopped trembling.
"Good, it's really better now." The elderly said tremblingly, seemingly a bit in disbelief.
"Thank you, thank you so much," the middle-aged woman said sowhat emotionally.
After the woman and elderly left, Ren Feng again looked at Peter and said indifferently, "You lost."
"How, how is that possible?" Peter's eyes were full of disbelief, but the facts were undeniable.
Yu Guanyi's eyes brightened, and the group of traditional Chinese dicine practitioners burst into laughter, "Amazing, this young friend is really skilled."
Ye Chong was also quite surprised, "Yu, is this the person you invited?"
"What do you think? Not bad, right?" Yu Guanyi chuckled.
"Not bad, the level of traditional Chinese dicine is quite high, even higher than yours." Ye Chong nodded.
Yu Guanyi's beard twitched in anger.
The surrounding patients were also shocked, "Whoa, his traditional Chinese dicine skills are impressive."
"It feels like he stunned the Western doctors at once."
"Ha-ha, who says traditional Chinese dicine doesn't work? It all depends on finding a good doctor."
Peter returned dejectedly, and then another foreign doctor ca out; this ti, it was a female doctor.
This ti, the illness was relatively simple. Two patients had identical symptoms: lack of appetite but feeling hungry, yet unable to eat during als.
When the doctor was about to administer dication, Ren Feng had already quickly written a prescription and had soone prepare the dicine.
Soon, the prepared dicine was brought up and given to the patients to swallow.
The foreign doctor also prescribed dication and had the patients take it.
The surrounding people watched the two patients. They both started the dication almost simultaneously, but the effectiveness remained to be seen.
"How do you feel?" The foreign doctor asked the patient.
"My appetite seems to have improved; I feel like eating, but," the patient frowned, "it's not very strong."
The female doctor said, "This requires a total of three courses of treatnt to be fully cured. As long as there's an effect in the first course, it's fine."
After speaking, the female doctor looked at Ren Feng, only to see him still calmly standing there.
"In this round, your patient hasn't reacted yet; I'm the winner this ti," said the female doctor coldly.
"You're celebrating too early." Ren Feng's expression remained unchanged. Just then, Ren Feng's patient suddenly looked uncomfortable, and a rumbling sound ca from his stomach.
What's happening?
The surrounding people were stunned, while Ren Feng said, "Go to the bathroom, and you'll be cured."
The person rushed to the bathroom, holding their stomach and looking uncomfortable.
Seeing everyone looking at him, Ren Feng explained, "Actually, his loss of appetite is very simple: he ate sothing bad, and it's piled up inside, indigested. Flushing it out will resolve it. I prescribed croton, the simplest solution."
After speaking, Ren Feng looked at the foreign doctor, "This thod requires only one treatnt course, straightforward."
The foreign doctor looked extrely sour, "The effect doesn't seem to show yet?"
"Simple, Yu, go buy so food. These two patients seem to have eaten very little."
Yu?
Ye Chong and the surrounding traditional Chinese dicine practitioners almost stumbled upon hearing Ren Feng call him that.
Yu Guanyi chuckled bitterly but went aside to buy so buns.
After the patients returned from the restroom, buns were placed in front of the two. Imdiately, both patients displayed completely different reactions.
The patient treated by the foreign doctor ate a few bites but only a little bit before feeling like stopping, while Ren Feng's patient gobbled up the buns as if reborn from starvation.
After eating, he burped contently.
"Burp, so blissful to feel full." The person said admiringly.
The surrounding patients were utterly dumbfounded.
The faces of the foreign doctors turned sour again, having lost two rounds in a row to the opponent. How could this be acceptable?
"You won these two rounds, but next, the patient will be chosen from among those watching!" Luo De pointed his finger at the observing patients.
"Correct, the next patient will be selected from them, skipping ours." The other foreign doctors agreed.
"No objection from ," Ren Feng's face remained confidently calm, "even choosing from your crowd would be fine."
Choosing from us?
The foreigners didn't quite catch it, but the observing patients burst into laughter.
"My gosh, isn't he indirectly saying they are sick?"
"I think it's right; they are indeed sick, only it's in their head, while we have body illnesses."
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