Chapter 117
He stared at Chen Fei and said in a deep voice: "Doctor Chen, it's not that I don't respect you. I am the heir of Du Hospital and the successor of 'Du Sanjian'. I don't think you can cure the disease that is difficult for me."
Chen Fei snorted coldly and said, "If you can't cure the disease, others won't cure it. What you said is too arrogant!"
Du Cang said with confidence: "My grandfather Du Jingjie is a few of the "national medical masters" in the traditional Chinese medicine industry. I have learned at least 60% of my grandfather's medical skills. I think I have such a crazy qualification!"
"The Master of National Medical Doctor?" Chen Fei looked puzzled.
Wu Meng then explained in a low voice: "The National Medical Master is an honorary title for traditional Chinese medicine recognized by the state and industry personnel. There are less than 20 people in the Chinese traditional Chinese medicine industry in China. It can be said that any national medical master is the top presence in the traditional Chinese medicine industry."
Chen Fei nodded, which was also considered to be the reason why Du Cang was so conceited. However, he did not intend to retreat, and sneered, saying, "Your grandpa is the master of national medicine. What does it have to do with you?"
These words immediately hit Du Cang's weakness and made his face look ugly.
After all, although his title of "Little Three Needles" sounds nice, it comes from his grandfather's title of "Du San Needles". Therefore, in the traditional Chinese medicine industry, many people have questioned his medical skills and level, but only because of his grandfather's glory, he can gain his fame and status today.
This statement made Du Cang very dissatisfied and disgusted. At this time, Chen Fei's words hit him completely, causing anger to surge in his eyes.
"Are you questioning my medical skills?" Du Cang said coldly.
Chen Fei said lightly: "Medical skills are not inherited, nor are they blown up! Is it so powerful? I will only know if I have tried it."
Between the two, the smell of gunpowder began to spread.
Seeing that the situation was wrong, Wu Chuan quickly stood up and said, "It's all my fault. Both of them are young talents, so don't argue. I..."
Wu Chuan wanted to persuade him, but Du Cang was mocked by Chen Fei, so he was not willing to stop it. So he spoke out: "Uncle Chuan, this is no longer a matter of your condition. It is related to my personal and the honor of my Du family. Since Dr. Chen doesn't like my medical skills, how about you?"
Chen Fei said lightly: "I don't need to talk about my medical skills. If the disease is cured, the patient will naturally know."
This sentence was another sarcasm, which made Du Cang's face look even more ugly. "Since Dr. Chen is so confident, then, do you dare to compete with me?"
"How to compare?" Chen Fei said lightly.
Du Cang looked at Wu Chuan and said, "Since we all want to treat Uncle Chuan, we will treat Uncle Chuan once on the spot to see who has the best results. Naturally, we can decide the outcome."
"Yes!" Chen Fei nodded.
Du Cang didn't expect Chen Fei to agree so simply, and was a little surprised, but narrowed his eyes slightly and continued, "If I win, you must apologize to me for the words just now. I will not allow anyone to insult my medical skills and name."
"Yes!" Chen Fei's expression was still calm, "But what if you lose?"
"I won't lose!" Du Cang said confidently, paused for a moment, and then said, "If I lose, within the normal range, you can ask for the conditions."
"Yes, then start!" Chen Fei nodded.
Du Cang nodded, then looked at Wu Chuan and said, "Uncle Chuan, please trouble you."
After saying that, Du Cang looked at Chen Fei and said, "I have been treating Uncle Chuan for several months and am more familiar with him. For the sake of fairness, I will tell you about Uncle Chuan's basic condition."
Chen Fei waved his hand lightly and said, "No, I can diagnose the disease myself."
"You..." Du Cang didn't expect that a doctor in a small place would be so arrogant. "If you lose, don't regret it."
"I'm not you!" Chen Fei said sarcastically again, then waved his hand, "You can do it first!"
Du Cang glared at Chen Fei fiercely, and then walked into the bedroom he had just prepared with Wu Chuan.
About a quarter of an hour later, Du Cang walked out with a confident smile on his face. He looked at Chen Fei and said, "It's up to you."
Chen Fei didn't say anything, walked into the bedroom and closed the door.
Inside the house, Wu Chuan felt a little embarrassed when he saw Chen Fei coming in, and said, "Xiao Chen, I'm sorry, today's incident is really..."
Chen Fei chuckled and said, "Mr. Wu, it's okay. This is not your fault. Let's start seeing a doctor!"
Immediately, Chen Fei held Wu Chuan's wrist and began to take his pulse.
In less than half a minute, Chen Fei smiled at the corner of his mouth, turned his head and shouted to the outside of the door, "Du Cang, come in!"
"Xiao Chen, this is..." Wu Chuan asked in confusion.
At this time, Du Cang also pushed the door open and entered. He couldn't understand. It was less than a minute after Chen Fei went in, and he called himself for what he had done. Could it be that he had just admitted defeat?
"You want to admit defeat?" Du Cang raised his eyebrows and looked at Chen Fei.
Chen Fei looked at the two people with confusion, shook their heads gently, and said, "I asked you to come in to see how I treat the disease on the spot, so as not to lose later and say I'm going to be a fool."
"Hmph, I, Du Cang, aren't that kind of person?" Du Cang snorted coldly, "Besides, can you cure it well?"
Wu Chuan also looked at Chen Fei with suspicion, "Xiao Chen, can you really cure my illness?"
Chen Fei nodded with a smile and said, "Ninety percent sure." In fact, this disease is completely 100 percent sure for Chen Fei, but he will not say too much, only 90 percent.
When Wu Chuan heard this, he showed a hint of excitement in his eyes.
Du Cang curled his lips and said, "Brave."
Chen Fei didn't say much, just looked at Wu Chuan and said, "Mr. Wu's condition is itchy all over his body, especially in the creaking nest, groin and other positions. When it is itchy, it seems like millions of ants are crawling, which is very uncomfortable. Right?"
When Wu Chuan heard this, he held Chen Fei's hand and said excitedly: "That's it! My disease is not a serious disease, it's just itchy. But I don't know how many hospitals I went to and how many medicines I took, but it didn't work. Instead, the itching became more and more serious. Sometimes it broke out during meetings, and there was no way to stop the meeting. Sometimes it broke out when talking to customers when they were talking to them, which made me even more annoying. I could only endure it. But recently it became more and more serious, and I couldn't help it."
Next to him, Du Cang didn't expect that Chen Fei would accurately tell Wu Chuan's condition through such a short diagnosis, and his expression was slightly surprised.
Chapter completed!