After all, Ye Fengyun looks too ordinary!

A hint of contempt appeared on the corner of Mr. Feng's mouth: "Du Hong, are you sure this young man is the miracle doctor recommended by Mr. Zhao?"

Du Hong nodded and said, "Not bad."

"snort!"

Mr. Feng snorted softly and stood up suddenly. Du Hong hurriedly stepped forward to help him, but he waved his hand to indicate that he didn't have to.

Mr. Feng stood up. His back was slightly stooped, and he looked like an old man in his dying years.

He stared at Ye Fengyun with his cloudy eyes and said, "Young man, are you a miracle doctor?"

Ye Fengyun cupped his hands and said: "Senior, I'm just a country doctor, I don't dare to claim to be a miracle doctor!"

"Quite modest."

Mr. Feng nodded and said calmly: "Since you were recommended by Chief Zhao, you must have some real talent and learning."

"Don't dare."

Ye Fengyun said modestly.

"Young man, do you know that my old man is a rich man, and ordinary doctors are not qualified to treat him," said Mr. Feng.

After hearing what Mr. Feng said, Ye Fengyun frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable.

He came to treat the old man of the Du family with good intentions, but this old man actually said such words, as if he was rushing to treat the old man of Du!

If it had been normal, Ye Fengyun would have walked away long ago.

But this time, he didn't.

After all, he was recommended by Mr. Zhao, so he still had to give Mr. Zhao some slack.

However, Ye Fengyun didn't say anything.

Mr. Feng continued: "Young man, as long as you can diagnose what's wrong with my body within three minutes, I will allow you to treat the old man! Otherwise, go back."

Mr. Feng doesn't think this young man is a miracle doctor.

Therefore, he made this request, which was obviously to test Ye Fengyun on the spot.

When Ye Fengyun heard this, he just frowned and said, "Senior, don't you believe in my medical skills?"

"It's not that I don't believe it, it's that you are just too young. As the old saying goes, if your words are empty, your work will be weak. You don't have the capital to make me believe you." Mr. Feng said.

A hint of amusement appeared on Ye Fengyun's lips, and he said: "Senior, to be honest, the reason why this junior came to treat the old man is not because he rushed here, but because he came here for the sake of Mr. Zhao.

The seniors don’t have much trust in the medical skills of the juniors, so if they want to take the exam, the juniors will just accept the offer.”

"Haha, young people are really good at talking!"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Mr. Feng's mouth and he said: "Okay, I'll give you three minutes. If you can diagnose my physical illness, I will apologize to you and allow you to treat the old man!"

"Old senior, it won't take three minutes. I have diagnosed your illness now." Ye Fengyun said calmly.

"Um?"

When Mr. Feng heard this, he was slightly startled and said in surprise: "What did you say? You have already diagnosed my disease?"

Mr. Feng thought that this boy had to check his body or something before he could make a judgment.

Unexpectedly, he actually said that a diagnosis had been made, which surprised Mr. Feng.

"Not bad." Ye Fengyun nodded lightly.

"Then tell me."

"If I'm right, senior, you have rheumatoid arthritis, waist and knee pain and other symptoms. Especially when it's cloudy and rainy, the pain is excruciating..." Ye Fengyun said.

"Yes, I have these diseases. However, these diseases are basically common to the elderly. What else can you tell?" Mr. Feng nodded.

"The old man still has high blood pressure, fatty liver, and is often accompanied by dizziness." Ye Fengyun said.

"Well, is there anything else?"

Mr. Feng nodded again and looked at Ye Fengyun.
Chapter completed!