82: Chapter 82: No Injustice in Losing!
82: Chapter 82: No Injustice in Losing!
Hua Yi saw his father getting angry and imdiately shut his mouth.
He knew that if he spoke again, the punishnt he would face could be even more severe, and it wouldn’t just be a matter of being grounded for a year.
Fang Bai, from beginning to end, had not glanced at Hua Yi and father Hua Chun; his gaze was fixed on the face of the middle-aged man.
He saw streaks of blood appear on the man’s face, his complexion gradually improving, his eyes becoming clear, and the lifeless look in them slowly gaining luster, upon which he satisfyingly nodded.
“Co on, smile for .”
Fang Bai said to the middle-aged man with a smile.
The middle-aged man subconsciously cracked a smile.
“Good, not bad.
Blink your eyes for .”
The middle-aged man did as instructed and blinked his eyes.
“Congratulations!”
Fang Bai patted the middle-aged man’s shoulder, saying with a smile, “Your facial paralysis is healed.”
The middle-aged man was stunned for a mont, then beca overjoyed.
He ran to a mirror nearby, made faces at his reflection, cried and laughed, expressing a variety of emotions.
Soon after, the middle-aged man returned to Fang Bai, grabbing his hand, and said excitedly, “Doctor, thank you!
You are incredible!”
Fang Bai laughed “haha” and said, “You’re not mad I slapped you, are you?”
The middle-aged man shook his head vigorously: “The slaps were good!
Marvelous!
Without your slaps, I would not have recovered so quickly!”
It was then that the onlookers realized that Fang Bai’s slapping was a ans of treating the illness.
That a few slaps had healed facial paralysis was truly inconceivable.
The way everyone looked at Fang Bai changed.
Who says a smooth talker can’t get things done?
Who says that in traditional dicine, the older the doctor, the more skilled he is?
This young doctor was outstanding!
Hua Chun exchanged glances with his elder brother Hua Gang and second brother Hua Lie, all of their expressions turning sowhat grave.
Although facial paralysis was sothing they could treat at Rejuvenation Hall, it was still through the use of acupuncture and dication, and the results took ti to manifest.
Fang Bai’s thod of using no needles, no dicine, just slaps to cure facial paralysis was sothing they simply couldn’t achieve.
Hua Chun, deep in thought while observing Fang Bai, contemplated carefully and then suddenly had a realization.
When Fang Bai slapped the middle-aged man, he must have used a special technique, and his palm surely contained True Yuan, thus activating the man’s facial nerves in one fell swoop, curing his facial paralysis.
This thod seed simple, but the technique and the True Yuan had to be perfectly combined.
Especially the force of the True Yuan, which had to be just right; too light and it wouldn’t stimulate the nerves, too heavy and it might worsen the patient’s symptoms.
Hua Chun doubted even if he had tried to treat the middle-aged man’s facial paralysis following Fang Bai’s thod, he would not necessarily have been effective.
“That lad isn’t simple!”
Hua Gang whispered to Hua Chun, “If you want to surpass him in dical skill, you must give it your all!”
“Hua Yi lost to him, and it wasn’t undeserved!”
Hua Lie looked at Fang Bai with interest, his eyes moving restlessly, pondering how they could make this young man stay at Rejuvenation Hall.
“Do your utmost, and leave the rest to fate!”
Hua Chun silently sighed as he watched the middle-aged man, who had been cured of facial paralysis by Fang Bai, happily pay and leave.
He then refocused his attention on the little girl in front of him on the consultancy table.
He had agreed with Fang Bai to decide the winner within the ti it takes an incense stick to burn, and Fang Bai’s curing of one patient did not yet an he had won.
Hua Yi decided not to be distracted anymore; he could not let this matter affect his state of mind.
A few minutes after the acupuncture, the little girl was covered in a layer of sweat and had fallen into a deep sleep.
Quickly removing the silver needles and storing them away, Hua Chun sat down and urgently wrote out a prescription for a few pediatric dicines, handing it to the little girl’s mother.
“Your child’s fever has subsided.
Take this prescription, administer it three tis a day after als…” he advised the little girl’s mother with a smile.
The mother touched her daughter’s forehead, observed her sweet sleep, breathed a sigh of relief, and her worried expression turned into a smile.
After thanking Hua Chun profusely, she left to fetch the dicine, holding her child.
After Hua Chun finished with one patient, Fang Bai had already moved on to diagnosing his third patient.
Hua Chun collected his thoughts, choosing not to focus on Fang Bai anymore.
However, Hua Gang, Hua Lie, and Hua Yi, among others, couldn’t help but have their attention drawn to Fang Bai.
The more they watched, the colder their hearts felt.
Hua Gang and Hua Lie even thought that there was no need to continue the competition, as Hua Chun had already lost.
Having practiced dicine for many years and encountered countless traditional Chinese dicine practitioners, they had never seen anyone like Fang Bai.
Fang Bai did not adhere to the “Four Diagnostics” thod when treating patients.
He would simply exchange a few words or feel the pulse, then diagnose the condition—always extrely accurately.
At the level of dical expertise like Hua Gang’s and Hua Lie’s, they knew that Fang Bai’s dical skills had reached a mystically transformative realm.
Hua Gang and Hua Lie exchanged a glance, both smiling wryly and worryingly at each other.
Before, they had considered Fang Bai as an uncut gem that needed polishing to shine.
However, the dical skill Fang Bai was now displaying was already comparable to a master of a generation, making them feel inferior.
If they could recruit Fang Bai into Rejuvenation Hall, it would be a huge boon, greatly benefiting the business.
But if Fang Bai were to join any other traditional dical Prominent Clan, that would not be good news for Rejuvenation Hall.
There are countless such Prominent Clans in Huaxia, four of which are on par with Rejuvenation Hall: Doctor Pavilion in Yanjing, Xinglin Courtyard in Jiangnan, Ghost Doctor Sect in Tianshan, and Immortal Island in Donghai.
These four great traditional dical Clans, like Rejuvenation Hall, have a thousand-year heritage, excel in both dical and martial practices, and are collectively known as the “Five Great dical Sects” within the Huaxia dical community.
Rejuvenation Hall has both cooperation and competition with these four great Clans.
While these Five Great dical Sects are not lacking in genius doctors, a dical prodigy like Fang Bai is extrely rare.
If the other Four Great dical Sects beca aware of him, they would undoubtedly be tempted.
In the silent exchange of glances between Hua Gang and Hua Lie, a tacit understanding was reached.
They decided to discuss with Family Head Hua Chun later and, no matter the cost, keep Fang Bai and make him a mber of Rejuvenation Hall.
The dical skills competition between Fang Bai and Hua Chun was still ongoing.
Fang Bai maintained a rate of treating one patient every five minutes on average.
Whereas Hua Chun, with a solemn face and highly concentrated spirit, also began to quicken the pace of his diagnoses.
The routine for both in treating patients was essentially the sa, first identifying the patient’s condition, then treating the symptoms accordingly.
For conditions that could be treated on the spot, both would get to work imdiately without delay.
For conditions that required long-term care to heal, they would prescribe dicines, instruct the patients to fetch their dicines according to the prescription, and keep a copy of the prescription to further discuss the correctness of their prescriptions after the ti of an incense stick had passed.
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