Huadu super magic doctor

Chapter 96 Small means

Ye Fan's pulse is extremely fast. In fact, he can make a diagnosis without taking the pulse.

It's just that he doesn't want to be too high-profile.

Even so, everyone frowned, feeling that Ye Fan was too understated and perfunctory, and a little disappointed in him.

On the contrary, Jin Xianjing's pupils shrank, and an imperceptible surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Doctor Ye, am I not sick?" the man smiled innocently.

Ye Fan smiled, but did not answer, but shifted his gaze to Jin Xianjing, with the corners of his mouth raised provocatively:

"Doctor Jin, why don't you make a diagnosis and see if we get the same results."

Jin Xianjing's eyelids twitched, and he sneered:

"can."

Immediately, Kim Hyun-kyung began to sound the man's pulse.

Compared with Ye Fan, Jin Xianjing took a lot longer.

This made everyone more dissatisfied with Ye Fan, thinking that he was playing cool before and didn't pay enough attention to it.

"Why don't we write the diagnosis result on a piece of paper and give it to Mr. Zheng to announce it."

Kim Hyun-kyung finished the call and suggested with a confident smile on his face.

Ye Fan readily agreed.

Immediately, etiquette brought up pens and paper.

Ye Fan finished writing with a few strokes, and handed it over to Zheng Rong first.

And Jin Xianjing looked solemn, and looked at the man a few more times before starting to write.

Everyone shook their heads and sighed, whispered to each other, discussing in low voices, and there was no shortage of voices criticizing Ye Fan.

Most people believed that Ye Fan might lose and would embarrass Chinese medicine practitioners.

"Mr. Zheng, I'm sorry." Ye Fan smiled.

Zheng Rong smiled, opened Ye Fan's note, and read:

"What Doctor Ye wrote: Herpes zoster."

After hearing this, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, expressing that they were a bit unfamiliar with this disease.

Several Chinese medicine practitioners glanced at each other with complicated expressions, not daring to jump to conclusions.

"Mr. Jin wrote: Trigeminal Neuralgia!" Zheng Rong said.

The different diagnostic results are interesting now, and the audience is in a mess.

"Doctor Ye, am I sick?" The man panicked and didn't dare to say anything.

"Don't panic, with me here, herpes zoster will not break out, I will kill it in its cradle."

Ye Fan gave the man a reassuring look.

Jin Xianjing let out a disdainful sneer, his eyes were cold, and said:
"Mr. Ye, how do you conclude that he has herpes zoster?"

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth was raised, revealing incomparable confidence, and said with a smile:

"That's a good question. Technically, he doesn't have shingles."

what?
Everyone was baffled and confused, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in Ye Fan's gourd.

Xu Wen and Fu Tao looked at each other, apart from being curious, they were not worried that Ye Fan would lose at all.

There must be a reason for Ye Fan to say that.

Jin Xianjing's face darkened, his eyes were dark, he snorted coldly, and said:
"Mr. Ye, it's possible that you didn't diagnose his symptoms, but just wrote a random result."

But Ye Fan was not angry, with an inscrutable smile on his face, and said:

"I'm a doctor, how can I make fun of a patient's condition?"

"I say that because he doesn't have shingles right now.

However, the herpes zoster virus in his body has been activated, and it will break out completely by tomorrow night at the latest. "

Everyone was confused and didn't quite understand.

A disdainful sneer appeared on Jin Xianjing's face, and he said:

"It's nonsense, if you are not sick, you are not sick, why will you be sick tomorrow.

You really regard yourself as a miracle doctor, you can even predict things that haven't happened. "

Although everyone really didn't want Bang Ziguo's medical skills to win, they really didn't want to see Jin Xianjing's arrogant face.

But they had to admit that what Jin Xianjing said made sense.

Involuntarily, everyone was disappointed and sighed.

Ye Fan was calm and relaxed, but regardless of everyone's attitude, he looked at the man and asked with a smile:

"Since last night, have you had occasional headaches and your eyes are stuffy?"

The man frowned, recalled a bit, then nodded non-stop, and said in surprise:
"Master Ye, how do you know?"

Ye Fan smiled and said:

"Early this morning, the headache got worse, accompanied by nausea and vomiting, and the eyeballs were more suffocated than last night. There was an illusion that they were about to fall out of the eyes."

The man's eyes widened, full of shock, his face was shocked, he nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and said:
"Doctor Ye, you are amazing, you are all right, how do you know this?"

The people in the audience were stunned and didn't react for a while, feeling that the scene on the stage was too evil.

The man seemed like a babysitter that Ye Fan had found, specially to cooperate with him.

Jin Xianjing looked ugly, his brows were furrowed, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth raised a confident arc, and said:

"It comes from the pulse signal, and your pulse will record your illnesses throughout your life."

The man threw himself to the ground in admiration, and said excitedly:

"Master Ye, do I really have the shingles you mentioned?"

Ye Fan smiled and said:
"I'm not saying that there is not yet, but the virus has awakened and flowed into the blood, and it will explode completely soon."

Jin Xianjing's expression was extremely ugly, and he snorted coldly:
"Mr. Ye, even if you are right about all the discomforts in his body.

But, why do you say that he is suffering from herpes zoster, not trigeminal neuralgia.

You have to know that the symptoms of trigeminal neuralgia are also headaches, accompanied by nausea and vomiting. "

There was a confident smile on the corner of Ye Fan's mouth, and a shocking spirit exuded from his whole body.

"Good question, next, let me explain to you." Ye Fan walked up to the man calmly.

He didn't know when a silver needle appeared in his hand, and with a flick of his wrist, under the shocked eyes of everyone, the silver needle flew into an acupuncture point on the man's forehead.

Ye Fan quietly ran the "Yin-Yang Jing", and the Yin-Yang Qi gathered at his fingertips.

Immediately, he flicked, twisted, picked, or stabbed the silver needle.

After a while, the man's face began to turn red, and fine sweat oozes from his face.

Ye Fan pulled out the silver needle and took a step back.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts so much, it hurts to death!"

Suddenly, the man fell to the ground with his hands on his head, his face full of pain, and he rolled and cried out in pain.

Everyone turned pale with shock, stood up one after another, exclaimed one after another, and the audience suddenly exploded.

"Master Ye, please help me, my head hurts so much, my eyeballs are about to fall out, I have a mother, it hurts me to death."

The man rolled on the ground in pain and cried out in pain, he was in such a mess that the listeners felt terrified, panicked, and had goosebumps all over their bodies.

"What did you do to him?"

Jin Xianjing glared at Ye Fan with cold eyes and asked.

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth was raised, with a hint of evil in his eyes, and said:
"Used a little trick to make the shingles visible in advance."

After hearing this, Jin Xianjing's expression changed, and his eyes were full of insidiousness.

"I don't believe you have such means." Jin Xianjing said harshly.

Ye Fan plays with taste:
"I didn't want you to believe in my medical skills, you just need to know:
He had shingles, not trigeminal neuralgia. "

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