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Chapter two hundred and eighty seventh each show their magical powers

An old man who had mastered his medical skills walked up to Bai Zaohu. Just like the previous diagnosis, he made the diagnosis while sweat slowly broke out on his forehead.

"Tsk! It's hard to live up to your reputation!"

Mu Zhong curled his lips and glanced disdainfully at the old medical man in front of him, whose face was red from suppressing his emotions.

The man's lips were trembling and his face was livid, but his skills were inferior to others. He really had no good way to do it, so he could only hold his head and snorted coldly and walked aside.

He has seen a lot of fetal poison, but this is the first time he has seen it penetrate so deeply into the bone marrow, merge into the blood, and cause hair loss. Not even him, not even Daluo Jinxian, can cure it.

Thinking of this, the old man smiled coldly and stood aside waiting to see Mu Zhong make a fool of himself.

Although Mu Zhong had disdain on his face, he never dared to look down upon him for the rest of his life. He calmed down his emotions and walked to Bai Zaohu's side.

After a routine inspection, he took out a silver needle and pricked Bai Zaohu's finger. He looked at the blood and saw dark red blood droplets dotting the tip of the needle. He looked at it very seriously.

He looked at it for a while, hesitated slightly, and then opened his mouth to swallow the blood droplets.

When Bai Zaohu saw his blood being sucked into the mouth of an old man, he frowned, his disgust undisguised.

The Bai family also frowned, looking at Mu Zhong in confusion as he closed his eyes slightly and seemed to be tasting the blood.

This is an ancient medical testing method, which is not surprising to many famous doctors.

Wang Tao has also heard of this ancient medical method. What's more, it requires not only tasting the patient's blood, but also sweat, urine, and even stool.

Wang Tao felt slightly nauseated when he thought of this. He had always felt that this was a bad habit. It would be better to use a machine to analyze the ingredients quickly and accurately if you taste it yourself.

Mu tasted it for a while, then his throat moved and he seemed to swallow it.

"Hey! Everyone has seen results. I've finished the examination. The detailed treatment plan still needs to be thought through. You continue."

Mu Zhong did not tell the result, but frowned and sat on the sofa nearby, frowning and thinking deeply about something.

Others looked at each other and stepped forward to diagnose.

The diagnostic methods of these people are mostly the same, and they only use their own "stunt skills" at the end.

Some people pull out the hair of Baizao tiger and it burns and smells.

Some offered to provide Bai Zaohu's urine, and then take a sip and "savour" it carefully in public.

Several others also learned from Mu Zhong and tried to treat blood syndrome.

Some took out a magic talisman from their pockets, lit it and burned it, and then murmured something.

The Eight Immortals crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers! It was so intoxicating.



After ten famous doctors made the diagnosis, all the Bai family members vomited. It was so disgusting!

Wang Tao also endured retching and was dumbfounded. Are these people really famous doctors who have mastered ancient medicine? No matter how they look at it, they look more like magicians.

Sure enough, ancient medicine is too fantasy and has no standards. Everyone treats diseases in a variety of ways, incorporating many useless performances.

Although this can shock people's hearts and make some people who are not determined to become die-hard fans, it will not be beneficial to the disease.

Treatment is the foundation, and medical skills are just techniques. The foundation of Taoism is health, and it is not some fancy tricks that can bring about fundamental changes.

With the development of modern science and technology, Western medical skills are certainly derived from witchcraft and alchemy, but they have already established a set of standards that are applicable everywhere, and in the past hundred years, Western medical skills have made remarkable achievements.

Diseases that humans did not dare to think about in the past have been conquered by science and technology. However, ancient Chinese medicine still exists in the primitive stage of making introductions to medicines, conducting rituals, and observing, hearing, and asking.

Wang Tao felt heavy when he thought of this.

There is only one essence, but there are many techniques. Techniques that fail to keep pace with the times and fall behind will sooner or later end up in museums.

If you fall behind, you will be beaten. If you don’t want to be beaten, you must either strengthen yourself or join in.

Is it that it cannot cure the disease? Is it that it has no curative effect? ​​It is not the case. It is just being stubborn, pretending to be a ghost, talking to oneself, and there is no standard.

The decline of ancient Chinese medicine is really sad.

Wang Tao felt a little frustrated when he thought of this. He looked at this group of old men who all claimed to be miracle doctors and medical saints. There were not even any young people? There were no successors and the inheritance was cut off.

"Fuck! A bunch of mentally retarded trash!"

Yang Shuang was also angry. Among the ancient doctors present, he and Wang Tao were the only young people.

He looked ugly and didn't even look at a bunch of so-called old famous doctors.

"Scoff! You just want to see how far the fetal poison has affected, whether it has penetrated into the bone marrow, hair, blood, or even the internal organs? Don't you know these things clearly by looking at the data in medical records and modern instruments? It's no better than you eating shit and speculating.

There are many.”

Yang Shuang said disdainfully, and then faced Bai Xiangwei and said gently.

"Please show me your brother's medical records and diagnosis reports in the past two years."

"Ah! Aren't you ancient doctors? Aren't you on the same level as modern hospitals?"

Bai Xiangwei glanced at Yang Shuang in surprise, then looked up at Wang Tao curiously with her pretty face.

"Do you want to see it too?"

"Me? I don't have to."

Wang Tao shook his head in shock, feeling a little baffled by Bai Xiangwei's show of kindness.

When Yang Shuang saw that Bai Xiangwei just glanced at him and then looked at Wang Tao, his eyes suddenly shrank, and a sharp look in his eyes flashed away.

Even at this age, he was still ignored by a beautiful woman. What annoyed him the most was that the reason for being ignored was a middle-aged Taoist priest with a big beard. The most important thing was that he might be a liar.

Humph! Wait until I win the bet and see how I deal with you!

Yang Shuang was furious for a moment and clenched his fists fiercely.

Without waiting for instructions, Mr. Zhou rushed out and came in a moment later holding a large document bag.

"Wang... Tao Zhenxian, here you go."

He walked respectfully to Wang Tao, stretched out his hands and held Wang Tao in his hands.

Wang Tao looked funny, touched his nose unconsciously, and then turned to look at Yang Shuang.

"The information you asked for is here."

When Yang Shuang saw that a servant of the Bai family was so respectful to the liar, his blood suddenly boiled, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes.

Huh! True immortal? How dare a mere Taoist priest be called a true immortal? I will turn you into a real ghost later.

He snorted coldly, took the information, and then opened it and looked through it quickly, reaching out his hand from time to time to check something for Bai Zaohu.

Wang Tao had already examined Bai Zaohu and didn't need to look at him at all. His eyes only occasionally glanced at Bai Shengtian, the head of the Bai family. Even without using his spiritual consciousness, he vaguely felt that something was wrong with Bai Shengtian!

It was a strange feeling. Bai Shengtian looked alive, but occasionally a trace of death drifted over his body.

It is simply impossible for a living person to have death energy in his body, but it happened to Bai Shengtian.

He may be sick or have something else unknown.

Wang Tao frowned slightly as he thought about this.

Bai Shengtian had been secretly paying attention to Wang Tao since Wang Tao pointed out that he was ill. When he saw that he was calm and calm, and that his granddaughter, grandson, and even Mr. Zhou were respectful, he was very surprised and suspicious, but it was difficult to ask questions at the moment.

On the other side, Yang Shuang was diagnosing seriously. Although his character was not very good, he still had good ancient medical skills. He examined carefully and thought about something from time to time.


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