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Early the next morning.

Lin Yuan arrived at the hospital on time as usual.

Dr. Li Xiaohui, who had been on leave for some time, has returned to his post after his leave ended.

The position has been restored to its original location.

Lin Yuan also returned to being a resident physician.

There's no need to see patients or deal with complex cases; all you need to do each day is your assigned tasks of ward rounds and writing medical records.

Compared to before, I have much more free time now.

The hospital outpatient clinic was bustling with people in the morning.

Everyone is seeing patients in an orderly manner.

Just then, a sharp argument suddenly came from the direction of consultation room number four.

The sound was extremely loud, penetrating the corridor.

It instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the entire outpatient clinic.

"You're being a pervert! You're deliberately taking advantage of me!"

Lin Yuan looked up at the sound and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The incident occurred in the consultation room of Associate Chief Physician Zhao Wenbo.

Curious, he stepped over.

Pushing through the crowd, he was met with a scene that left him both amused and exasperated.

In the consultation room.

Zhao Wenbo was completely bewildered, standing there helplessly, his face full of frustration.

Standing opposite me was a young woman in her early twenties, with exquisite makeup and an unusually excited expression.

With her hands on her hips, she glared angrily at Zhao Wenbo.

A number of patients and nurses who had come to see the doctor had already gathered around.

More and more people gathered, pointing and whispering.

The cause of the incident was so absurd it was outrageous.

The young girl came to register for a traditional Chinese medicine appointment.

Following standard procedures, Zhao Wenbo reached out to take her pulse and ask her a diagnosis.

As a result, my hand had only been on it for a few seconds.

The girl immediately exploded, yelling that Zhao Wenbo was being a pervert and taking advantage of her!

Zhao Wenbo was dumbfounded.

He has been practicing medicine diligently for over ten years.

We've always been honest and dedicated to treating patients and saving lives, and we've never made such an outrageous blunder before.

He was both angry and helpless, looking completely wronged.

"Young lady, try to be reasonable!"

"Traditional Chinese medicine pulse diagnosis involves examining the wrist, observing, listening, inquiring, and feeling the pulse!"

"I'm just giving you a normal medical checkup, how is that considered harassment?"

But the little girl wouldn't listen at all.

Convinced that Zhao Wenbo was deliberately taking advantage of her, she became increasingly agitated.

His voice got louder and louder.

"Who gave you the right to touch my hand!"

"Don't you understand the principle of propriety between men and women?"

"If you're there to see a doctor, then you're here to see a doctor. Why are you touching me like that? That's indecent assault!"

Zhao Wenbo was completely out of control.

There is no denying it.

The patients who were watching also started discussing it.

Some people think the girl is being too dramatic and making a fuss over nothing.

Some people, enjoying the spectacle, gathered around, and the crowd grew larger and larger.

The scene became increasingly chaotic.

Just then, a steady set of footsteps approached quickly.

Zhang Jingshan, the director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department, rushed over upon hearing the news.

Zhang Jingshan's expression was serious as he quickly squeezed into the crowd.

First, I calmed the agitated girl down, and then quickly learned what had happened.

After hearing the whole story, he was also completely dumbfounded.

I have been practicing medicine for so many years.

He has seen plenty of headaches, difficult and complicated diseases, and bizarre patients.

This was the first time he had ever been accused of being a pervert while taking a patient's pulse.

Zhang Jingshan patiently explained.

"Young lady, you've misunderstood."

"Pulse diagnosis is the most basic and standard diagnostic method in Traditional Chinese Medicine."

"Without examining the wrist or taking the pulse, it is impossible to determine the condition of the Qi and blood, the pulse, and the internal organs."

"This is for medical treatment, not to take advantage of someone."

No matter how Zhang Jingshan explained it.

That young girl was completely unyielding.

They were convinced that they had been bullied.

They wouldn't let it go, and the whole clinic was in an uproar.

Suppressing his anger, Zhang Jingshan patiently asked.

"So what do you want?"

"We've followed all the standard medical procedures for you, and there was nothing improper about it."

All eyes were on the little girl.

We're waiting for her to give us an explanation.

To everyone's surprise, the girl raised her chin and spoke with a self-righteous air.

"I'm here for a medical checkup!"

"I'm fine with seeing a doctor, but! You're not allowed to touch my hands!"

These words were spoken.

The entire room fell silent instantly.

Everyone was speechless.

Not touching hands?

How do you take a pulse?

How can traditional Chinese medicine diagnose internal lesions without pulse diagnosis?

Zhang Jingshan's face instantly darkened.

After years of practicing medicine, he was genuinely amused by the situation.

He finally understood.

This young girl didn't come to see a doctor at all.

They're just here to cause trouble and make a scene at the hospital!

The patients watching couldn't help but shake their heads.

It's too ridiculous.

That's absolutely unreasonable.

But the little girl didn't care at all about everyone's gaze.

Instead, he looked arrogant and disdainfully glanced at Zhang Jingshan and Zhao Wenbo.

He then made a startling statement.

"I see traditional Chinese medicine doctors on TV who can even take a pulse by threading their veins!"

"You can diagnose illnesses without touching the patient's body; a thread is simply attached to their wrist!"

"Why can't you do it?"

"You guys aren't just all talk and no action, are you?"

These words immediately caused an uproar at the scene.

Taking a pulse by connecting threads?

That's all just acting in TV dramas!

That kind of thing doesn't happen in real life!

Zhao Wenbo's face turned green; he was both angry and speechless.

"Little girl, television is television, and reality is reality!"

"That's all artistic exaggeration; it doesn't conform to medical common sense at all!"

But the girl wouldn't listen to any explanation and became even more arrogant.

She crossed her arms, a mocking look on her face.

"Oh, if you don't know, you don't know."

"Why make so many excuses?"

"You look to be in your forties or fifties, don't you?"

"After so many years as a doctor in a hospital, you don't even know the most basic steps like taking a pulse?"

"Is your Traditional Chinese Medicine department just a place to coast along?"

Every sentence was barbed, every sentence was sarcastic.

They completely belittled the medical skills of the entire Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine to the point of being worthless.

Zhang Jingshan's face turned ashen.

As the head of the department, he was publicly questioned about his medical skills and his department's level by a young woman in her early twenties.

He felt both angry and frustrated.

But the other person was a patient, so he couldn't get angry.

The scene became incredibly awkward.

The onlookers were abuzz with discussion.

Some people think the little girl is ignorant and laughable.

However, some people who don't understand traditional Chinese medicine were misled by her.

I'm starting to seriously doubt whether the hospital is incompetent.

Just when the atmosphere in the entire consultation room was extremely tense.

A calm and steady voice slowly rang out from behind the crowd.