Huadu super magic doctor

Chapter 28 Invincible Chinese Medicine
"Big words are not ashamed, and the tone is not small."

At this time, seven or eight doctors from Aimin Hospital in white coats came over.

Several people's faces were ashen, their eyes were cold, and they looked at Ye Fan with hostility.

The one who spoke was one of the attending doctors surnamed Tong.

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, and looked at these people with cold and arrogant expressions with cold eyes, playing with taste:
"You don't believe it?"

All of them laughed contemptuously. Dr. Tong pointed to the patient with a bloody head and said:

"Can Chinese medicine cure it?"

"Two thousand years ago, Chinese medicine was indeed brilliant." A young doctor said arrogantly:
"But now, western medicine is prevalent, and traditional Chinese medicine has long since declined. Can you make a diagnosis without relying on medical equipment, just by pulse signals?"

The current situation is not just a conflict between Xinglintang and Aimin Hospital.

I am afraid that it has developed into a dispute between Chinese medicine and Western medicine.

"Open your eyes wide and take a good look at the treasures left by your ancestors."

The corners of Ye Fan's mouth curled up in a haughty arc, and his eyes were sharp.

After speaking, he looked at Elder Wu and said:
"Old Wu, go and prepare the needles, gauze, and herbs needed to suture the wound."

Elder Wu's spirit was shaken, his eyes brightened, and he said:

"Doctor Ye wants to treat all patients here?"

Ye Fan nodded and said:

"Some people worship foreign countries and flatter others, and even insult the medical skills passed down from their ancestors.

I will show them today that real Chinese medicine is incomparable to Western medicine. "

"Extremely arrogant." Doctor Tong and others showed strong sarcasm.

"Chinese medicine can cure diseases that cannot be cured by Western medicine, which is simply a fantasy.

You are young, but you are eloquent.It's better not to study Chinese medicine, but to study Western medicine, maybe you can get something out of it. "

The young doctor from before said arrogantly.

Ye Fan didn't bother talking to these short-sighted people.

He walked up to the patient and quickly tapped on several acupuncture points on the patient's body.

"Look, there's no more blood."

Someone yelled, and everyone looked at the patient's head.

Sure enough, the wound was still bleeding a second ago, but it stopped now.

"Hey, amazing, I don't feel any pain anymore." The patient exclaimed excitedly.

Everyone turned pale with shock, this person grinned his teeth in pain before.

At this time, he looked happy and in good spirits, which was too unrealistic.

With a faint smile on the corner of Ye Fan's mouth, he said:
"I just tapped a few acupuncture points on your body. It can not only stop bleeding, but also anesthetize it."

"Genius doctor." Everyone praised from the bottom of their hearts.

Doctor Tong's faces were ugly and cold.

The stitching that followed shocked everyone even more.

Ye Fan's speed was as fast as a ghost, and he almost finished suturing the wound in the blink of an eye.

Elder Wu's mouth was dry in shock, his eyes widened.

"Okay." Ye Fan said.

"So fast!" the patient exclaimed in disbelief.

He reached out and touched his head, and said in surprise:
"It's really good, it doesn't hurt at all."

"Thank you, little genius doctor." The patient bowed gratefully to Ye Fan.

Immediately after, he bowed and apologized to Elder Wu, paid the consultation fee, and did not leave in a hurry, but stood aside.

Everyone looked at Ye Fan with enthusiasm, admiration, and admiration.

Old Wu's face flushed with excitement, his eyes flickered with brilliance.

Who said that Chinese medicine can only signal pulse, acupuncture, massage, Ye Fan just showed a perfect suture.

Elder Wu dared to say that even the surgical maniac of the First Affiliated Hospital was not as skilled as Ye Fan in suturing.

The arrogant Doctor Tong and the others were also shocked by Ye Fan's perfect stitching.

But because of face, several people still looked disdainful,

"Hehe, this does not mean that Chinese medicine is better than Western medicine." The young doctor pointed to a patient with a sneer, and said:
"It was sent to Aimin Hospital in the morning, but it hasn't had time to be checked.

Don't you think that Chinese medicine is powerful, okay, cure him. "

Ye Fan followed the other party's gestures and looked over, only to see the patient being supported by his companion.

The patient's mind was not clear, he appeared very weak, his face was pale, and he was weak.

Ye Fan stepped forward and placed two fingers on the patient's wrist.

"Pretending to be a fake, I really think of myself as a miracle doctor." The young doctor sneered.

"Little genius doctor, what's wrong with my little brother?" Seeing that Ye Fan had finished his pulse, the family members asked anxiously.

Ye Fan smiled and said:
"Your brother's foot was hurt two days ago."

Upon hearing this, the family members nodded excitedly and said:
"Yes, yes, the little genius doctor is right. Two days ago, my younger brother was working on the construction site and accidentally stepped on a steel bar and hurt the sole of his foot."

Ye Fan said:
"He didn't go to the hospital for a bandage, but simply dealt with it himself."

The family members' eyes were bare, looking at Ye Fan as if they were looking at the savior.

"Genius doctor, what a genius doctor, you are right." The family member said emotionally.

With that, he took off his brother's shoes.

Everyone saw that a blood-stained white cloth was wrapped around the patient's feet.

Ye Fan squatted down and took off the white cloth, revealing the wound.

"Hehe, what kind of disease does that patient have?"

The young doctor sneered.

"Tetanus!" Ye Fan spat out three words.

When Dr. Tong and the others heard it, their hearts trembled, their mouths were dry, and they swallowed hard.

A gloomy look flashed across the young doctor's eyes, his complexion was uglier than a pig's liver.

"Little genius doctor, it's just a small wound, and it turned into a tetanus."

The family members were puzzled.

"If the wound is not treated properly, it becomes infected with bacteria and becomes tetanus."

While explaining, Ye Fan quickly treated the patient's wound and bandaged it as usual.

Immediately afterwards, he took out the needle bag he carried with him and spread it out flat.

He held five silver needles in one hand, and with a flick of his wrist, the silver needles flew into five different acupuncture points on the patient's chest.

Everyone was so shocked that their jaws dropped and they were dumbfounded.

Ye Fan quietly ran the "Yin Yang Jing", and his hands brushed over the five silver needles like a breeze.

Yin and Yang Qi pass through the silver needles and enter the meridians in the patient's body.

"Third son, are you awake?" The family members were overjoyed to see the younger brother opened his eyes.

Ye Fan smiled, pulled out the silver needle, and ordered:
"Be careful when you go back. Don't get water on the wound. It will heal in three days."

The patients and their families were very touched and thanked them non-stop.

If it is said that Ye Fan cured the sinusitis and stitched up the wound perfectly, it is purely a coincidence.

So now, everyone will no longer foolishly think that Ye Fan relies on luck.

Instead, he believed that he was a genius doctor, relying on his unfathomable medical skills.

"Chinese medicine is invincible."

Elder Wu was in a very cheerful mood, relieved his anger, raised his fists, and shouted
Traditional Chinese medicine has been overwhelmed by Western medicine for nearly 200 years, and now it is finally proud.

When he shouted, patients, family members, and those who watched the excitement all followed him and shouted.

For a time, Chinese medicine was invincible and deafening.

Ye Fan stood there tall and straight, with a smile on his mouth and firm eyes.

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