"After taking western medicine, the effect was not good. I went to see a traditional Chinese medicine doctor and was diagnosed with yang jaundice. After taking Yinchen Decoction and Weizi Baipi Decoction, the symptoms were relieved, but the body is still unwell, right?" Chen Yu asked again.
"Yes, I always feel nauseous and can't eat. What you said, Dr. Chen, is absolutely right. This is the Chinese medicine prescription I used before. It is exactly the same as what you said, but it has no effect." The patient nodded.
"This disease is caused by damp-heat in the liver and gallbladder. I prescribed a new prescription using Codonopsis pilosula, Atractylodes macrocephala, Angelica sinensis, white peony root, etc., and the disease was cured in three days." Chen Yu wrote down the prescription as he spoke.
"Thank you, Doctor Chen." The patient was overjoyed. Chen Yu explained his illness in one sentence, which greatly increased his confidence in Chen Yu.
"Let me see." Ma Jiyuan didn't believe it at all. He walked up to the patient, looked at the patient's face carefully, and then asked him to open his mouth and look at the tongue coating.
But the more he looked at it, the uglier his face became, because the patient's condition was basically the same as what Chen Yu said.
"Doctor Ma, do you have any questions?" Chen Yu asked.
"How could you see it so accurately? Did you know about it beforehand? Did you ask someone to help you?" Ma Jiyuan shouted.
"You chose the person, did I find the agent?" Chen Yu glanced at him.
"Doctor Ma, don't talk nonsense. This is my first time here today, my first meeting with Dr. Xiao Chen, and my friend recommended me to come here." The patient said angrily: "Besides, you chose me.
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"You're not as skilled as others, you still don't want to admit it?" Chen Yu smiled: "Well, I'll convince you today and let me take a look at your condition."
"Haha, look at my situation? Are you kidding me?" Ma Jiyuan laughed.
"Is Dr. Ma turning 60 this year?" Chen Yu asked.
"That's right, I'm sixty-five." Ma Jiyuan smiled: "Are you trying to say that I have something wrong with you?"
"No, Dr. Ma doesn't have any disease, but the highest level of traditional Chinese medicine diagnosis is to observe qi and judge fate." Chen Yu said: "I can infer the physical condition of your relative based on Dr. Ma's body qi."
"Haha, please make a draft when you brag." Ma Jiyuan simply laughed.
"It's really enlightening. Haha, Lao Ma's Guanqi is first-rate. He can't even reach this level. You think you can? Are you kidding me?" A group of old guys laughed and expressed their disdain for Chen Yu.
"Dr. Ma is in good health, but looking at his body Qi, one of the three elements is missing, and his complexion is slightly yellow. He must have had a gallbladder removal operation half a year ago." Chen Yu said with a smile.
Ma Jiyuan's laughter stopped suddenly, and he looked at Chen Yu as if he had seen a ghost.
"Furthermore, looking at Dr. Ma's lifeline, it seems that he had a brother and a sister. The older brother should be here, but one of the three lifelines was slightly depressed. If this is correct, my sister should have died at around fifty years old, from stomach cancer." Chen Yu added.
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"You, how do you know?" Ma Jiyuan was shocked. He stared at Chen Yu.
"I said, the highest level of medical consultation is fortune telling. If you are not up to the level, it is normal for you not to know." Chen Yu smiled lightly.
Ma Jiyuan's lips trembled. After a long time, he sighed, slightly cupped his hands to Chen Yu and said, "I... admire you."
"Old Ma, are you just giving up?" The remaining two people were shocked. Ma Jiyuan was very famous for his medical consultations, but he lost in one round. It seems that Chen Yu really has two skills.
"If you fail, you will be convinced after defeat. My grandfather taught me that the highest level of observation is to observe one's fortune. Based on a person's numerology, one can infer the person's physical condition and even the condition of his relatives."
"It has been fifty years since his death. I never thought that someone could actually reach this level. I admire him. I admire him."
"Old Ma, if you lose, you have to admit it. This is a defeat post. Sign it." Mr. Zhao took out a piece of paper with a smile and wrote a defeat post on it.
The general meaning is that so and so was defeated by Chen Yu of Xinglinju Tianyun Medicine on what day and year.
Without saying a word, Ma Jiyuan signed his name and retreated.
"Two of you, who comes first?" Chen Yu glanced at Wang Shiyuan and Li Chengshan.
"I'll come first. I don't believe this guy can compete with me." Wang Shiyuan stepped forward, took out a needle bag, and spread it out on the table.
One hundred and eight silver needles of different lengths are spread out on the table. Wang Shiyuan is known as the King of Needles. His acupuncture skills are extremely powerful not only in Fengling, but also across the country.
"Boy named Chen, have you ever heard of my Wang family's world-saving needle?" Wang Shiyuan said proudly.
"I've heard that it's said that one shot can determine life or death. It's very powerful when it reaches the highest level." Chen Yu said.
"Haha, what can you do?" Wang Shiyuan sneered. He was very confident in his acupuncture skills.
"See clearly." Chen Yu grabbed his right hand and already had a silver needle in his hand.
"Your silver needles are ordinary filiform needles. There are many of them on the market. I can get you as many as you want." Wang Shiyuan smiled.
"It is indeed not as good as the silver needle passed down from your family, but as long as it can cure diseases and save people, it is a good needle." Chen Yu said, flicking his right hand, and dozens of needles were inserted into the ground.
Although his needles were ordinary needles, with the blessing of Chen Yu's true energy, they penetrated into the cement floor one by one. These needles formed an irregular pattern on the ground.
But this pattern shocked Wang Shiyuan, because this pattern was a long-lost acupuncture pattern. He blurted out: "Yin-Yang Life-Locking Needle?"
"Not bad." Chen Yu nodded: "Knowledgeable, an upgraded version of the nine life-locking needles."
"This is impossible. This acupuncture method is recorded in the fragments of the ancient Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic. There are only graphics, but no one has really seen this acupuncture method. This, this magical needle, can lock yin and yang, reverse the two poles, and even
Bring back those who have just died."
Wang Shiyuan said flatly: "You just made a similar pattern, you can't really know this acupuncture technique."
"Your concerns are normal. Everyone present is healthy. I can't confirm that my acupuncture method is real. However, this acupuncture method can not only lock yin and yang, but also cure serious diseases. Let's find a patient to try it.
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"Help, is Dr. Chen, who can bring the dead back to life, here? Help." Suddenly, a cry for help came from one side.
The crowd of onlookers moved aside one after another, and a passage was opened. A family was seen pushing a pregnant woman and running towards this side crazily.
A man in his thirties, who must have been the husband of the pregnant woman, rushed over like crazy, rolled and crawled on the ground and knelt down, shouting: "Is Dr. Chen here? Help me."
"I am, what's going on?" Chen Yu stepped forward quickly.
"Dr. Chen, my wife had a massive hemorrhage during childbirth. She was already out of breath when she was sent to the hospital. The doctor said that she...she and the baby had already passed away. I heard that you are a miracle doctor. You can even wake up the dead and walk a few steps.