The piercing voice stood out so clearly amidst the harmony, almost everyone nearby heard it, and everyone frowned as they looked toward the source of the sound.
A group of people split through the crowd and walked in from outside the playground. As the classmates saw them, they all made way. It wasn’t that the newcors had such high prestige, but rather that everyone showed a look of disgust, though mixed with a touch of fear.
Indeed, this group was none other than the bullies from Xikou City High School, including Sun Decai and Guo Heng, along with a few mbers of the basketball team, and Bai Yufeng from Xikou City High School - all bullies from both schools were present.
However, what surprised Lin Tian was that among these bullies, Lai Xiucheng was surprisingly there. This Doctor Lai had been hidden by Sun Decai for so long to leverage against the school, but little did they expect, when Lin Tian invited Xinghai Hospital in, it was like a deep-water bomb, blasting Lai Xiucheng out of hiding.
And it was Lai Xiucheng who had spoken harshly earlier. He questioned Lin Tian’s diagnostic skills. What amazed Lin Tian even more was that this Doctor Lai appeared with a crutch.
Ha, this Lao Lai, such dedication to acting, even though he’s been exposed as a fake injury, he still has the gall to use a crutch to feign pitifulness, Lin Tian thought disdainfully.
Sun Decai and his group appeared in front of the table. When they saw the three beauties behind Lin Tian, each of them froze, either alluring, youthful and beautiful, or petite and gentle. The three appearing simultaneously was undeniably a huge impact on the n.
Bai Yufeng and Sun Decai knew each other, showing awe in their eyes, and jealousy, while the rest almost drooled. What made them all jealous was that the three beauties didn’t even glance at them but focused almost entirely on Lin Tian, which made them even more envious.
"Brother Lin, who is this speaking?" Dean Miao noticed the explosive atmosphere and frowned as he asked.
"He’s Lai Xiucheng, the school doctor..." Lin Tian briefly explained so things about Lai Xiucheng.
The more Dean Miao listened, the deeper he frowned. As a doctor with a heart full of righteousness, he despised such unscrupulous doctors the most. He didn’t need to investigate Lin Tian’s words personally. From the students’ looks and expressions around, he could guess how unpopular this school doctor was.
If a person is disliked by just a small group, it might indicate no problem, but when everyone dislikes you, then that’s your problem.
"Lin Tian, are you fooling people here again? Last ti, you cured a student, but when I thought about it, sothing felt wrong. You only treated after knowing the condition, and I highly doubt that soone like you, coming from the backroads, knows anything about diagnostic techniques other than acupuncture," Lai Xiucheng sneered, his face full of mockery.
"And today, to prevent anyone from exposing your truth, you claim everyone is healthy. You’re fooling people; you’re fooling the dical profession!" Lai Xiucheng said, as if he were the embodint of justice, there to expose Lin Tian’s true nature.
Lin Tian knew what diagnostic techniques he referred to. In Huaxia dicine, it ant the four diagnostic thods: observation, listening and slling, inquiring, and pulse-taking. Observation ans looking at the facial complexion to deduce changes in the internal organs by observing the spirit, color, form, deanor, and tongue of the patient.
Listening ans listening to the sound and slling the odors, listening for the strength, clarity, and speed of the patient’s voice changes, and slling the body and oral odor of the patient to distinguish the severity and coldness of the illness.
Inquiring ans asking about symptoms, dical history, family dical history, causes, and the process of the illness, as well as dietary likes and dislikes and painful experiences.
In ancient texts like "Jingyue’s Complete Book," there are records of the ten most important content in inquiries, known as "Ten Inquiries": First ask about cold and heat, second ask about sweat, third ask about head and body, fourth ask about stool, fifth ask about diet, sixth ask about chest, seventh and eighth concern hearing and thirst, both should be distinguished, ninth concerns the pulse and color, examining Yin and Yang, tenth shows spirit by examining odor and appearance.
Pulse-taking ans feeling the pulse, where the doctor uses fingers to press on the wrist pulse to observe pulse changes and discern the prosperity or decline of the five organs. Among the four diagnostics, "pulse" is the most complex because of the multitude of pulse types including superficial pulse, deep pulse, and rapid pulse, among others, requiring an understanding of internal connections and changes.
So, regarding the four diagnostics, Lin Tian only knew the theory but couldn’t apply it practically.
For modern western dicine, diagnosis, besides relying on modern equipnt, involves listening to lung sounds, heart rate, and heartbeat, which Lin Tian was even more unfamiliar with. So, in so sense, Lai Xiucheng saying Lin Tian didn’t understand diagnostic skills was not wrong.
However, Lin Tian felt that he wasn’t ignorant of traditional diagnostic techniques; rather, he mastered an advanced diagnostic skill, which was clairvoyance.
Clairvoyance allowed observing all energy and blood flow, internal organ coldness or heat, and actual conditions, directly observing changes in lesions, identifying the origin of the disease, and grasping the most fundantal cause of illness.
This clairvoyant diagnostic technique, whether compared to the four diagnostics or western dical diagnosis, was a higher existence. It was like a god attacking a human, a dinsional reduction strike, a crushing superiority.
From this perspective, Lin Tian did not lack diagnostic skills but possessed an advanced diagnostic technique that current human technology couldn’t comprehend and explain.
These thoughts seed complicated, but they only flashed through Lin Tian’s mind. Before he had ti to speak, doctors who heard the argunt already walked over, and Dean Miao wanted to stand up to say sothing.
Xiao Manxuan, Zi Yan, and Kikuchi Mika were also furious. Soone dared to question Lin Tian; it was simply audacious. They had witnessed Lin Tian’s dical skills firsthand, so how could they not be angry at such mockery?
As for the surrounding students, needless to say, when Lai Xiucheng spoke sarcastically, the crowd beca agitated. Soone dared to question Brother Tian; he must be tired of living!
Sun Decai and Bai Yufeng just smiled indifferently, as if they were re onlookers, yet it seed like sothing they had already arranged, and they had a look of watching a good show.
They completely ignored the students’ anger, as if asking if they dared to do anything.
The calst at the scene was only Lin Tian—or rather, it wasn’t calmness but a sense of indifference from the heart, like watching a little white rabbit challenging a beast king.
Lin Tian gestured with his hand to Dean Miao, signaling him not to speak. Dean Miao, as an elder physician, would make people think he was biased if he spoke up at this mont.
Lin Tian wasn’t bothered by Lai Xiucheng’s public ridicule, but rather by the angry beauties behind him, especially Xiao Manxuan. If the little girl, in a fit of anger, released Little Zi, the scene would instantly beco chaotic. Little Zi indeed had that ability.
He subtly reached back his hand, intending to hold the little girl’s hand to calm her down. Since the three won stood relatively close, the angle of his hand was only visible to them, unnoticed by others.
Originally, he aid to soothe Xiao Manxuan without thinking further, but as he reached out to hold her hand, it wasn’t the soft slender hand he grasped but a silky sensation.
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