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Chapter Twelve: Inner Pass through Outer Pass

When a large group of Chen Yifan and others arrived, the director of the small hospital ran out to greet them personally.

Looking at the team lineup, the director of this hospital couldn't help but sweat.

One by one, they often appear on TV or become famous throughout Wancheng.

Normally I can’t invite even one person, but now I’m inviting a bunch of them!

However, they were also divided into two teams, one was led by Qin Yu, and the other was led by Chen Yifan.

The dean rushed to greet him.

"Everyone, two patients are already waiting. I heard it's Professor Qin's medical skill gambling competition?"

Qin Yu nodded.

The dean looked at the other side and spoke to an old man with white hair and beard.

"Professor Wang, Professor Qin is gambling with you?"

Professor Wang's real name is Wang Youzhi, and he is also very famous in Wancheng's traditional Chinese medicine community.

In the opinion of the dean, there are not many people who can compete with Qin Yu on an equal footing in terms of medical skills. But Professor Wang has this qualification, and Professor Wang is positioned further forward, so it should be him, right?

But Professor Wang shook his head and patted Chen Yifan on the shoulder.

"It's him."

"He?" The dean unconsciously made a surprised expression. "This is..."

"Don't worry about who he is, just take us to see the patient."

The dean immediately broke out in cold sweat.

"This...Professor Wang, I'm not saying I won't take you there, I'm just saying you have a fight, don't play with me like this. I'm a young man in the temple. If Professor Wang or other professors take action personally, I'm not afraid, but

You are... so young, and you ask him to treat my patients... It's not that I look down on this little brother, but he is too young. If something happens, I can't afford it..."

"If something happens, I'll take care of it!"

"Professor Wang, this..."

"I said, if something happens, I'll take the responsibility!"

Wang Youzhi was actually not particularly confident. After the prescription was made up, although it was indeed effective in treating intestinal carbuncle, he really didn't know the specific effect.

But thinking of what Qin Yu said, in Wang Youzhi's opinion, this is a battle for the dignity of Chinese medicine, and no matter what, he cannot be cowarded.

At Wang Youzhi's insistence, the dean had no choice but to take everyone to see the two patients.

I originally thought it was a bet between two professors, but I didn't expect it to be a professor and a young man. The dean was a little confused...

You are already a professor, so how about getting angry with a young man?

On the other side, there are so many professors, why do they indulge a young man?

Originally, the dean was excitedly preparing for all the doctors from the hospital to come and observe the two professors' treatment. Now that he was fine, he was still in an excited mood. He prayed in his heart that Chen Yifan would not cause any problems to the patient.



When the two patients saw this group of people walking in, they endured the pain and sat up. But when they found out that it was Qin Yu and Chen Yifan who were treating them, they were both stunned...

They all begged Qin Yu, not wanting their illness to be diagnosed and treated by Chen Yifan.

Qin Yu looked at Chen Yifan provocatively, not satisfied with the performance of the two patients.

Both patients had plain abdominal X-rays taken. One of them had simple appendicitis, while the other had some suppuration.

Qin Yu sneered and said to Chen Yifan.

"This one has more severe suppuration. I'll take it away. Don't say I'm bullying you...Chen Yifan, the other one is just inflamed..."

The patient with simple appendicitis suddenly panicked.

"Don't, don't... Doctor Qin, how about you do it on me after you perform the operation on him? I can still bear it! Otherwise, director, can you let my previous surgeon perform the operation on me? I

...He is...I'm afraid..."

Qin Yu comforted him.

"Don't be afraid, Dr. Chen...he has very good medical skills..."

As he said that, Qin Yu raised his eyebrows at Chen Yifan.

The words seemed to be addressed to Chen Yifan, but anyone could hear Qin Ming's contempt for Chen Yifan.

"Dr. Chen, from now on, I will push this patient to the operating room. Come on... come on!"

The patient who was pushed away by Qin Yu breathed a long sigh of relief. The one who was left behind was particularly resistant to Chen Yifan's approach.

The doctors who followed Qin Yu were all smiling, as if they were waiting to see Chen Yifan's joke.

Those who followed Chen Yifan had already begun to calm the patient's mind.

"I don't believe anyone who says it! This is a matter of surgery. You said a bowl of Chinese medicine would be enough. Why are you so awesome?"

At this time, those old men had no idea.

Chen Yifan pursed his lips and spoke.

"Otherwise, let's do this. I'll give you the next acupuncture, just one. If there's no relief, you can pick any doctor here and I'll beg him to give you an operation. If you feel the pain is relieved or disappears, you can take this bowl of acupuncture.

How about drinking the medicine?"

Chen Yifan himself was a little speechless. This plot made it seem like Da Lang was here to drink medicine...

According to the prescription Chen Yifan made up, someone had already taken the medicine and cooked it in the pharmacy.

Qin Ying had already changed his surgical gown and entered the operating room. The patient was also pushed in and the anesthesiologist was preparing anesthetics.

Here, the patient in front of Chen Yifan gritted his teeth. In fact, he was already pale from the pain of appendicitis.

"Where to stick?"

"Forearm."

The patient closed his eyes, his heart palpitated, and he stretched out his arm.

Chen Yifan took an acupuncture needle and inserted it into the Neiguan point. The whole needle quickly penetrated completely and penetrated the Waiguan point.

With the influx of spiritual power, the Qi in the meridians circulated faster after Chen Yifan's spiritual power was added to the acupuncture points that could have stopped the abdominal pain.

In just half a minute, the patient could clearly feel that his abdominal pain was relieving, and everyone could see that his face, which was originally pale with pain, was regaining its color.

The people who came over led by Qin Yu couldn't sit still for a while.

And those old Chinese doctors were all smiling at this moment.

The prescription that Chen Yifan completed only took ten minutes to cook, and Chen Yifan did not take off the needle. After the medicine was served, the patient looked at the people around him, took a long breath, and drank the medicine with his eyes closed.

A warm current appeared in his lower abdomen. Chen Yifan also pulled out the needle at this time. The patient moved a little and no longer felt any pain at all!

"My... treatment is over."

Chen Yifan raised his head and looked at the doctors headed by Qin Yu. As Chen Yifan's voice fell, the doctors became uneasy and someone hurriedly went to notify Qin Yu.

Operating room.

The anesthesiologist had just adjusted the dose of anesthetic and was about to push it in. Qin Yu was also making final preparations for disinfection. He was even imagining Chen Yifan's embarrassment after losing the gambling battle.

However, a circulating nurse entered Qin Yu's operating room.

"Professor Qin, someone asked me to pass a message to you outside just now. He said it in a nonsensical way, saying... Chen Yifan is cured..."
Chapter completed!
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