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Seeing Zhou Jingxing's sincere attitude, Chen Huo's anger subsided somewhat.

I am indeed too young.

Traditional Chinese medicine is a profession that emphasizes accumulation.

It's normal for them to have doubts.

Zhou Jingxing had already humbled himself and apologized, so the other veteran TCM doctors present also stopped putting on airs and apologized to Chen Huo as well, while praising the abilities Chen Huo had demonstrated.

"Old Zhou is right, a medical genius as young as you is truly rare!"

"To my shame, when I was your age, I didn't even have half of your skills."

"With such talent in medicine, if he works diligently, he will surely become a renowned physician in the future!"

"..."

Hearing the crowd's praises, Chen Yuanshan smiled slightly.

Seeing that Chen Huo remained calm and composed, Chen Yuanshan was even more satisfied.

Zhao Yuechun glanced at his elderly father on the hospital bed, interrupting the crowd.

"Alright, everyone has witnessed Chen Huo's abilities. Now it's time to discuss how to treat my father. I hope everyone can do their best, and I will reward you handsomely."

The room fell silent immediately after he said that.

We looked at each other, and finally our eyes all fell on Zhou Jingxing.

They all acknowledged Chen Huo's skill in taking pulses, but did not believe he had the ability to cure diseases. After all, knowing the cause of a disease is one thing, and prescribing a cure is another.

Seeing this, Chen Huo remained silent and simply watched the crowd quietly.

He also wanted to see how capable these people were.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Zhou Jingxing suddenly felt a headache coming on. He frowned deeply, pondered for a while, and then said with a puzzled look:

"The pulse indicates insufficient Yang energy, weak peristalsis, and contraction due to cold stagnation. Even if the patient is old and has weakened internal organs, he should not be unconscious."

"Moreover, the patient had taken a decoction to replenish yang energy before falling into a coma, and also received Western medical assistance, so his condition should have improved. I really don't understand the current situation."

"Gentlemen, one person's strength is limited after all. Let's discuss this together. We need to figure this out first before we can formulate a treatment plan, right?"

Zhou Jingxing discussed the illness with everyone, and whether intentionally or unintentionally, he ignored Chen Huo.

Chen Yuanshan glanced at him but didn't say anything. Zhao Yuechun's attention was on the discussion of Zhou Jingxing and the others, and he also ignored Chen Huo.

Chen Huo didn't care and listened quietly to Zhou Jingxing and the others' analysis.

He shook his head secretly after a moment.

He had assumed that among so many experienced traditional Chinese medicine doctors, there must be one with some skill.

The result, however, disappointed him greatly.

None of them revealed the true reason why the patient was unconscious.

After a half-hour discussion, Zhou Jingxing and others finally concluded that the patient's time was up, his organs had failed and lost their function, so medicine was useless.

Although it wasn't explicitly stated.

But it means the patient is beyond saving.

It was practically a direct instruction to tell Zhao Yuechun to prepare for his funeral.

This made Zhao Yuechun's face turn very ugly.

"Although my father is already 83 years old, he could eat and sleep well before the onset of his illness, and he was physically strong due to his martial arts training. How could he suddenly become incapacitated?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Jingxing sighed and cupped his hands in greeting, saying:

"Head of the Zhao family, it is rare for a person to live past seventy. Moreover, practicing martial arts is inherently easy to overdraw one's body. It is normal for illness to strike like a mountain collapsing. We have really done our best."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuechun's face showed grief.

Western medicine has no solution, and neither has traditional Chinese medicine.

Is my father really beyond saving?

Just then.

Chen Yuanshan, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke.

"It seems you haven't involved Chen Huo in the discussion at all, nor asked him for his opinion on the old man's condition. Have you forgotten he's still here?"

Upon hearing this, all the veteran Chinese medicine practitioners shook their heads.

"Your younger relative has a good talent for traditional Chinese medicine, but he still lacks experience."

"Yeah, even we old folks are at a loss, what can he possibly do?"

"Besides, the patient's time has come; what can human power do to reverse it?"

"He's still too young."

"..."

Zhou Jingxing nodded secretly upon hearing this.

That's what he thought too, which is why he didn't ask Chen Huo.

But given Chen Yuanshan's status and position, and considering what he had said, he couldn't very well refuse, so he asked somewhat perfunctorily:

"Chen Huo, what do you think?"

Everyone looked at Chen Huo.

Being repeatedly looked down upon and ignored, even with Chen Huo's composure, he couldn't help but feel annoyed. So he said without any politeness:

"What do I think? Haha, you haven't even figured out the cause of the patient's severe Yang deficiency. I think every single one of you here is a quack!"

The room fell silent upon hearing this.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at Chen Huo.

The same applies to Chen Yuanshan.

He knew beforehand that Chen Huo was arrogant, extremely arrogant.

Chen Huo's performance at the Zhao family today was excellent, which made Zhao feel that Chen Huo's previous arrogance was only directed at that fool Chen Tiansheng. He secretly recognized Chen Huo's abilities to a great extent.

Unexpectedly, Chen Huo suddenly said such a thing.

Isn't this a disgrace to all the traditional Chinese medicine practitioners present?

She offends everyone the moment she opens her mouth; she has absolutely no sense of social etiquette.

What an idiot!

It should be noted that these people basically represent the strongest group of veteran TCM doctors in China, and there is absolutely no need to offend them over such a trivial matter.

Who hasn't had a headache or fever at some point in their life?

These people are all useful.

A gentle tap with a little skill would suffice; why resort to such a humiliating method?

Zhao Yuechun was also somewhat surprised.

He never expected Chen Huo to say such a thing.

But a glimmer of hope rose in his heart, and just as he was about to ask for clarification, the old Chinese medicine practitioners who felt humiliated launched an attack.

"Ignorant brat, you're too arrogant!"

"You may have some talent, but that doesn't mean you can be so arrogant!"

"Does that mean all of us senior figures combined are inferior to you?"

"You must give me an explanation today, or this matter is not over!"

"That's right! In my entire life as a doctor, I've never been so humiliated!"

"..."

Zhou Jingxing's face was gloomy. He reprimanded Chen Huo in the manner of an elder, "These are all your seniors. How can you be so arrogant and say such disrespectful things? Quickly apologize to your uncles and elders. I think they will forgive your youthful ignorance."

Chen Yuanshan, as a senior member of the family, also stepped forward to express his opinion at this time.

"Chen Huo, no matter what, you are a junior. How dare you speak to your elders like that? Quickly apologize to all the uncles and elders, lest word get out that the Chen family is disrespectful."

Chen Huo scoffed upon hearing this.

"Apologize? Apologize for what?"

"They're a bunch of quacks!"

"Am I not even allowed to tell the truth?"

Upon hearing this, the group of old men were furious.

Zhou Jingxing raised his hand to lower it, and said coldly:

"You'd better come up with a convincing reason, or we won't let this go!"