Mu Ling breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "I still trust Third Young Master Long's medical skills..."

"The consequences of trusting a quack doctor are very serious." Chen Feiyu shook his head, looking sad for his misfortune: "Just like now, you don't have much time left, and you still believe the quack doctor, thinking that you are just a precursor to a stroke.

Do you think it’s pitiful?”

"Am I about to die soon?" Mu Ling was shocked.

Long Hanqiu couldn't help laughing: "Everyone says that you, Chen Feiyu, have great medical skills. It turns out that without the 'Tianxing Nine Needles', it's just that. I checked Mu Linghao's pulse. He is indeed not healthy, but he is far away."

It’s far from being said that your life is about to end. Chen Feiyu, Chen Feiyu, your lifelong reputation will be ruined at the hands of our Long family!"

The movement on their side alarmed other people, who looked over and started talking.

Especially Feng Yuxuan, Bai Ningshuang and others who had been secretly paying attention to Chen Feiyu, when they heard Chen Feiyu said that Mu Ling was not going to die soon, they all showed shocked expressions. Although they had not checked Mu Ling's pulse, they could tell from Mu Ling's complexion.

From the looks of it, he doesn't look like someone who is about to die soon. What kind of trick is Chen Feiyu playing? Or is Chen Feiyu's medical skills not as high as the rumors say?

The patients who were queuing up behind Mu Ling and waiting for treatment also glared at Chen Feiyu, despising Chen Feiyu for being unreasonable and delaying their treatment time.

Wu Ruojun, on the other hand, looked at Chen Feiyu with great interest. Since Chen Feiyu said that Mu Ling was not going to die soon, he must have a point.

"What exactly does Chen Feiyu want to do?" Wu Qianqiu frowned and said: "Based on my understanding of Long Hanqiu, although he is a second-generation dude and his martial arts strength is not very good, he has made considerable achievements in the medical field. If

Mu Ling is about to die soon, so we shouldn't be able to hide it from him."

Wu Runyue said confidently: "I don't know why Feiyu said this. Let's just keep watching. I believe that the final outcome of the development will definitely slap Long Hanqiu hard!"

In the field, Chen Feiyu glanced at Long Hanqiu and said, "I will give you one last chance to take your pulse and re-diagnose Muling's physical condition so that you can be convinced."

Long Hanqiu's laughter stopped suddenly, and he stared at Chen Feiyu, frowning tightly. Chen Feiyu was so confident, could it be that he had really made a wrong pulse reading? No, it was impossible. With his own medical skills, he would never make a mistake!

"Hmph, I'll take your pulse again and see how hard I slap you in the face!" Long Hanqiu sneered, sat on the chair again, and said haughtily to Mu Ling: "Stretch out your hand."

Mu Ling immediately stretched out his wrist and said respectfully: "Third Young Master Long, please."

Long Hanqiu put his hand on Mu Ling's wrist and took the pulse with great care.

Bai Ningshuang, Feng Yuxuan and others were also paying special attention, waiting for Long Hanqiu's results.

Chen Feiyu stood there with his hands behind his back, a smile on his face, as if he was sure of victory.

After a moment, Long Hanqiu suddenly sneered, and his fingers left Mu Ling's wrist: "The Taiyin pulse is like Yang and slightly Yin floating, which is clearly a sign of stroke. Chen Feiyu, what else do you have to say?"

Feng Yuxuan, Bai Ningshuang and others immediately laughed. With Long Hanqiu's medical skills, it was impossible for the diagnosis to be wrong after taking the pulse twice in a row. Chen Feiyu had already lost.
Chapter completed!