Huangfu Qi ignored Nie Zhenting and continued to check the old man's pulse.
While taking his pulse, his brows furrowed, as if he had encountered some trouble.
Time passed by minute by minute, and ten minutes passed quickly.
But Huangfuqi was still checking the old man's pulse, motionless, like a sculpture.
Everyone in the Xia family couldn't help but start talking quietly.
"Is this kid okay? It's been ten minutes, and I've never seen someone take this long to check his pulse." Someone whispered.
"Needless to say, it definitely won't work. Even Divine Doctor Nie can't diagnose the old man's condition, how could he possibly diagnose it?"
"I'm afraid this kid is here to try to impress others."
However, the people who said these words had never come into contact with Huangfu Qi before, so they had no confidence in him.
People like Xia Dongyao, Xia Dongchen, Xia Wei, Yu Lei and others had seen Huangfuqi's medical skills before, so naturally they would not doubt him as easily as others.
Nie Zhenting, who was on the side, snorted twice.
"Boy, stop pretending. If you can't diagnose it, you can't diagnose it. There's no point in pretending."
Huangfu Qi put away his finger to feel his pulse, stood up, and walked towards Nie Zhenting.
"Who told you that I couldn't diagnose it?"
brush!
As soon as these words came out, everyone focused their attention on him.
"Then stop talking nonsense. Now that you have made the diagnosis, tell everyone why the old man is fine but in deep coma?" Nie Zhenting asked coldly.
Huangfu Qi looked at him calmly: "It's very simple, because the old man was poisoned."
"What?"
Everyone was shocked again.
"You said the old man was poisoned? How is this possible? I just checked the old man's pulse carefully and tried it with a silver needle, and there was no sign of poisoning. You are talking nonsense!" Nie Zhenting scolded Huangfu Qi.
Huangfu Qi sneered twice, "You can't tell the poison in this old man at all."
"Don't say it was you, even I took my pulse for ten minutes with all my concentration before diagnosing the poison in the old man's body."
Nie Zhenting's face turned red when Huangfu Qi rejected him.
He was still unconvinced and said: "Then stop whining and tell everyone what kind of poison the old man has been poisoned with!"
"Yes, yes, tell us quickly, what kind of poison did the old man have? Is there any way to save him?"
Others also asked anxiously.
Huangfuqi's gaze fell on Su Changfeng's face, his eyes flashing with a hint of depth.
Su Changfeng came over and patted Huangfuqi on the shoulder.
"Are you worried about something?"
"It's okay, just tell me."
Huangfu Qi nodded and looked at Su Changfeng: "Brother Feng, the old man's poison is a bit tricky."
"The difficulty of getting the antidote... is very high. It can be said that it is almost zero."
Su Changfeng frowned.
"What kind of poison is it?"
Huangfu Qi said in a deep voice: "What the old man won is——Millennium Drunk!"
