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Chapter 1294 Are you a rescue soldier invited by Monkey?

Under everyone's gaze, Smith walked to the first patient holding the thin thread and tied the thin thread to the patient's pulse port.

The news media, the audience, including Li Erdan, all stared at Park Hyun-shi's actions with wide eyes.

Park Hyun-shi gently straightened the thin thread, pinched it with two fingers, and then closed his eyes, feeling the slight beating of the thin thread with a very serious look. In the whole room,

There was total silence immediately, for fear of delaying Park Hyun-shi's diagnosis.

Just like that, Park Hyun-shi, who had closed his eyes for two full minutes, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Mr. Smith, I have finished the diagnosis. Let's move on to the next patient."

Park Hyun-shi said calmly.

Li Erdan in the corner saw this scene with a sneer on his face.

You were so damn good at pretending that you almost fooled me into thinking you really knew how to diagnose pulse with a thread.

At this moment, Li Erdan can already be 100% sure that Park Hyun-shi and Smith.

There is something fishy between Taro Inoue and the others, and Hyun-shi Park doesn’t know how to diagnose a pulse with a thread.

The reason why Li Erdan is so sure is that the art of diagnosing the pulse with a hanging thread requires stimulating the inner energy, stimulating the true energy in the body, vibrating the patient's pulse through the hanging thread, and using different strengths to feel the patient's pulse beat.

intensity.

Therefore, pulse diagnosis with hanging wire does seem very high-end, but for a Chinese medicine practitioner who really understands this skill, it is not difficult, just like normal pulse diagnosis.

However, the internal force vibrates the thread, which requires the cultivation of special skills. After entering the new society, this skill has become useless, so no one wastes time practicing it.

It took about half an hour. When Park Xianshi opened his eyes again, he had already examined all eight patients in sequence.

"Mr. Smith, Mr. Taro Inoue, I have finished the examination. Do I need to tell you which patient has stomach disease now?"

Park Hyun-shi said with a proud look on his face.

"Dr. Park Hyun-shi, you can tell right now which patient has mild stomach problems, but the game will continue and you can only correct one patient with stomach problems."

Smith said.

"No problem. The fifth old gentleman from the left has a gastric ulcer."

Park Hyun-shi pointed at the patient with great confidence.

"Old gentleman, please give me your medical records."

Taro Inoue walked to the patient's side.

These ten patients all held a file bag in their hands. Inside the file bag, they contained their medical records and diagnostic XT films.

Taro Inoue took the file bag and took out the patient's case. Under everyone's nervous gaze, Taro Inoue let out an excited cheer.

"Oh my gosh, it's really a gastric ulcer, it's really a gastric ulcer. Korean medicine is so amazing. Diagnosing the pulse with a silk thread is so amazing."

Hearing Taro Inoue's cheers, the whole hall suddenly started boiling like a pot boiling.

"Miracle Doctor Park, Doctor Park, Doctor Park..." Thunderous cheers arose, and the online live broadcast platform seemed to be on fire at this moment.

"Xuansi is awesome at diagnosing the pulse, and Dr. Park is awesome."

"Long live Korean medicine, long live Dr. Park..." Amidst the bursts of cheers, the faces of the Chinese doctors headed by Mr. Chang became extremely ugly.

Park Hyun-shi's condition is absolutely fucking unbelievable.

On the other hand, the Korean doctors on Park Xianshi's side were cheering and cheering, but they all looked at Mr. Chang and other Chinese doctors with contempt and sarcasm.

At this time, no one noticed that Wang Dahai, a fat man, was called to his side by Li Erdan. Li Erdan leaned over the fat man's ear and whispered something.

Wang Dahai, on the other hand, listened carefully and did not want to miss any detail.

"Mr. Chang, our Korean doctors have finished the diagnosis, now it's your turn."

Park Hyun-shi said with a sarcastic look.

"This, this..." All the Chinese doctors, represented by Mr. Chang, all languished at this moment.

"Dr. Park Hyun-shi can actually accurately diagnose the patient's condition by diagnosing the pulse through a hanging wire. I am so overwhelmed by such superb skills that we admit defeat in this round.

But Dr. Park Hyun-shi, although your technique of diagnosing pulses with silk threads is superb, with all due respect, now that we have entered a new society, your technique is really useless. Why waste time on practicing this technique?

It’s just sensationalism.”

Mr. Chang said with a sneer.

Although I admired him deeply in my heart, I couldn't show weakness. After all, there were still four competitions to compete.

"Hahaha, Chinese medicine always works behind closed doors and never admits that others are better than you. No wonder Chinese medicine is often called a liar in China. It's because of you people who are arrogant and unwilling to admit that others are better than you.

People, the result of not being enterprising, what's wrong with grandstanding, show us your grandstanding, Mr. Smith, Mr. Taro Inoue, Chinese medicine has given up in this battle, you can announce the results."

Park Hyun-shi said.

"You..." Mr. Chang was so angry that he was shaking all over, but he lost so cleanly, but he had no words to defend himself.

"Since no one from the Chinese medicine side comes to compete on stage, I declare that Korean medicine wins this first diagnosis."

shouted Mr. Smith.

"Wait a minute, who said that none of our Chinese medicine practitioners will take the stage to compete? Just a single person diagnosing the pulse with a thread, and you think you can go to heaven?

With such poor diagnostic technology, it took more than half an hour to diagnose. I thought I was so awesome. Among us Chinese medicine practitioners, we can diagnose such a small problem at a casual glance and use a hanging thread to diagnose the pulse. This is

Aren’t you just taking off your pants and farting, and it’s a waste of time?”

Wow! As soon as the voice fell, the whole hall exploded, and everyone looked towards the voice.

"Wang Dahai, what are you going to do?

Don't embarrass yourself here, we Chinese medicine practitioners can still afford to lose."

Mr. Chang immediately frowned.

It's already embarrassing enough to lose a game. If Wang Dahai is jumping around like a clown, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing?

"Mr. Chang, instead of admitting defeat, why don't you let me go up and give it a try? Nine people choose one. There is a one-in-nine chance of choosing one. Why don't we take a gamble?"

Wang Dahai said.

"A gamble?"

Mr. Chang and all the Chinese doctors, after hearing Wang Dahai's words, suddenly had black lines on their foreheads and looked shameless in front of others.

And the whole scene, at this moment, suddenly boiled.

"Hey, Cao, where did this fat man get so funny? He is also a Chinese medicine doctor?

This guy thinks that treating illnesses and saving people is like buying lottery tickets?

It just made me laugh to death.”

"It's no wonder that people say Chinese medicine is a liar. Now looking at this fat man, I finally understand. It's no wonder that such a person can be a doctor. He can treat diseases and save people."

The live broadcast network is even more excited at this moment.

"Where did this damn fat guy come from? He couldn't be Second Senior Brother Zhu Bajie, right?"

"Are you the rescuer invited by the monkey?"


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