The middle-aged man did not go in, but just watched from the outside.
It was strange for everyone to see this person who kept laughing from time to time.
On the third floor opposite Bian Que Medical Center, there is a teahouse.
There were four men and one woman in a large private room opposite Bian Que Medical Center.
As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together and people flock together.
They are Haizhou Dashao Jin Sanshun and Le Zhenzhen, and Guan Chen, the general manager of the Golden Liquid Company.
And Xiao Zhan, whom I met once at the 100-day banquet.
The other young man also has a good background. He is Xiao Zhan's cousin and his uncle's son Wang Qiang.
This Wang Qiang comes from the Wang family, one of the four major medical families in Beijing.
They watched the entire opening scene.
"This Qin Fan is like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang. He has a smooth life wherever he goes."
"I didn't expect that it would be the same when I came to Haizhou. I unexpectedly had such a background."
Guan Chen's eyes flashed with fierceness.
Among this group of people, he hated Qin Fan the most and was also the one who was hurt the most.
Xiao Zhan glanced at him and smiled slightly. In fact, there was a hint of contempt in his heart.
Thinking: "What a country bumpkin, short-sighted."
Yes, in the eyes of Xiao Zhan and Wang Qiang, the family backgrounds of Guan Chen, Jin Sanshun and others are like bumpkins.
"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, just take your time and watch the show." He stretched out his hand gracefully, picked up the tea cup and took a slow sip.
"Master Jin, the first round is the patient you found."
"Yes, Mr. Xiao, this man has been suffering from laughter syndrome for more than half a year. He has tried Western medicine, Chinese medicine, and even a psychiatric hospital, but nothing has worked."
Jin Sanshun said slightly proudly: "The first game is a difficult disease. We will wait and see."
"That young man is the patient's son?" Wang Qiang asked.
"Yes!" Jin Sanshun replied, and he ordered Le Zhenzhen: "Zhenzhen, you can open it."
Le Zhenzhen stood up and turned on the TV switch on the wall.
She adjusted it a few times, and soon the screen appeared, which was Bian Que Medical Clinic.
"Yes, Mr. Jin has thought carefully about it," Xiao Zhan said.
Jin Sanshun asked for credit a little flatteringly, "In order to let Mr. Xiao and Mr. Wang see it more clearly."
"I arranged for people to be in the crowd with tiny cameras on them, and then connected them here through the wireless network."
"The tall and thin one is called Hu Daolin, and the short and fat one is called Nong Ziyu."
Xiao Zhan and Wang Qiang both nodded in appreciation.
"Okay! Then let's watch the fire from across the bank and watch a good show." Wang Qiang clapped his hands.
Several of them found different intractable diseases and came to cause trouble when they were preparing to open the medical clinic.
To put it bluntly, it means losing the face of Bianque Medical Clinic.
Guan Chen looked at these people and cursed in his heart: "A bunch of sanctimonious hypocrites."
He knew very well that Xiao Zhan and Wang Qiang looked down upon their families from the provincial capital.
Thinking that they are suddenly rich and bumpkin.
But he couldn't stand these young men even more. They obviously wanted Qin Fan to die more than anyone else, but they still acted like they were being polite.
And in front of Bian Que Medical Clinic.
Because the sudden arrival of the patient immediately aroused everyone's attention, it is always human nature to like to watch the excitement.
"Hahaha, hahaha!" the patient laughed from time to time.
Qin Fan, Huang Xiangshan, Zhu Zhengyuan and others all came out.
"Doctor, doctor, please save my father!" The young man begged Qin Fan and others.
"Young man, what's going on with him?" Zhu Zhengyuan asked.
"Doctor, Western medicine has concluded that it is laughter syndrome.
"But we've been to Western medicine, Chinese medicine, and even psychiatric hospitals, but nothing works."
When the onlookers heard this, they immediately couldn't laugh or cry and were in an uproar.
There are so many wonders in the world, and many people have heard of laughter syndrome for the first time.
But this patient seems to have arrived at the wrong time. When someone else opens a business, you just send him to your door.
The key is that you have seen Western medicine, Chinese medicine, and psychiatry, and you still sent me here even though you knew it was ineffective.
What if they weren't here to cause trouble? "Masters, you are all famous doctors, please," the young man begged.
Zhu Zhengyuan looked at Qin Fan and the others, and Qin Fan nodded slightly.
"Young man, what's your name?" Zhu Zhengyuan asked.
"My name is Sun Dayuan, and this is my father Sun Hu." Sun Dayuan said.
"Okay, help your father in."
At this moment, Hu Daolin, who had been coming all the way, suddenly spoke up.
"You are all famous doctors. You might as well diagnose on the spot and let us ordinary people see the methods of famous doctors."
The short Nong Ziyu echoed the encouragement: "Do you want to see it?"
"I want to see it, it's very fresh." Someone said immediately.
"Yes, let us see it too."
The few people Jin Sanshun arranged in the crowd immediately agreed, and the people who didn't know the situation naturally clamored for on-site diagnosis.
Zhu Zhengyuan, Qu Wenxuan and Liu Weiqi suddenly frowned slightly, feeling something unusual.
"Xiaowen, Zhao Cang, bring out a table and stools." Qin Fan smiled slightly.
Seeing Qin Fan say this, Zhu Zhengyuan, Qu Wenxuan and Liu Weiqi's brows widened again.
They seemed to have a backbone all of a sudden.
Soon, tables and stools were brought in and placed in front of the medical center.
"Sun Dayuan, help your father sit down." Zhu Zhengyuan said.
Except for Sun Hu's occasional wild laughter, the entire scene fell silent.
Zhu Zhengyuan first diagnosed Sun Hu, who was an expert in pulse diagnosis.
His middle finger first touched Sun Hu's pulse, followed by his index finger and ring finger.
He closed his eyes and felt it carefully.
Everyone around him held his breath for fear of disturbing his diagnosis.
The strength of his three fingers alternated between strong and light, and occasionally they moved slightly.
Then, I switched to my right hand to feel the pulse, and I still felt the same way.
Seeing this scene, Xiao Zhan in the teahouse smiled slightly.
"Haha, this Zhu Zhengyuan is using his unique pulse diagnosis skills. Unfortunately, he can only come to one conclusion."
Before Zhu Zhengyuan came to a conclusion, Xiao Zhan guessed it himself.
"What conclusion?" Jin Sanshun asked.
"Caused by internal injuries of the seven emotions."
"Then it's already diagnosed?!" Guan Chen frowned slightly and cursed in his mind: "Damn, some idiots."
Xiao Zhan smiled and did not answer.
Both he and Wang Qiang have medical skills inherited from their families, and both of them had made diagnoses before coming here.
"It's not as simple as you think. Diagnosis and treatment are two different things. Treatment depends on the results," Wang Qiang said.
He glanced at Guan Chen like he was an idiot.
Sure enough, the diagnosis at the medical clinic came out.
Zhu Zhengyuan opened his eyes and said to Qin Fan: "It is caused by internal injuries caused by the seven emotions."
But then he slowly shook his head.
Naturally, he could think that if he could diagnose this result, other hospitals could too.
Then, Qu Wenxuan and Liu Weiqi both made diagnoses in turn.
Their diagnostic results were completely consistent.
The middle-aged people watching from the outside got on the bus calmly.
Surprisingly, there was an old man with gray hair and wrinkles on his face in the car.
"Old man, the young master seems to be in trouble."
The person who spoke was none other than Chen Tu.
The old man is of course Jiang Cheng, and they quietly transferred from Hong Kong to Haizhou.
Chen Tu explained the patient's symptoms.
Jiang Cheng nodded slightly, "This is caused by the internal injury of the seven emotions and the disorder of the human body's qi."
He didn't get out of the car. You could tell just from Chen Tu's description.
"Well, you continue to wait and see and remain calm," Jiang Cheng said.
"yes!"
Chen Tu responded, then got out of the car to wait and see.
Zhu Zhengyuan, Qu Wenxuan, and Liu Weiqi all frowned and thought deeply, thinking about how to treat this disease.
This strange disease is easy to diagnose but difficult to treat.