Chapter nine hundred and twentieth four superior skills
"This Yangguo man looks so tall and mighty."
"He is Gao Qiao. I heard that he was the one who defeated the Huatuo Cup provincial champion in Hunan Province."
"Oh, that player named Luo Shen, how come he has such a pretty face, he looks uneasy."
"Yes, at this age and with this appearance, what kind of experience can you have?"
"It seems like the Yang people are going to win this game."
When Takahashi and Luo Shen walked towards the middle-aged patient, people in the audience immediately whispered and discussed who of the two could win this game.
As the host waved his hand, the whole audience fell silent.
At this time, Takahashi had already walked in front of the middle-aged patient. According to the rule of whoever draws lots, who gets the first move, he quickly sat down on the chair.
"Wow..."
With a crisp sound, Takahashi took off the watch on his left wrist, put it slowly in his pocket, and then slowly rolled up his left sleeve.
Then, he took off a glove as thin as cicada wings on his palm.
Everyone was in an uproar. Only then did they realize that Takahashi was wearing a glove on his left hand, and that his hand was a completely different color from his right hand.
White, tender, delicate, with slender fingers and neatly manicured nails, she is simply more feminine than a woman.
But Kong Taoli and the others frowned slightly, and they could tell that this hand was definitely extremely sensitive.
"Let everyone see it..."
Bei Tingchuan suddenly laughed and said: "Takahashi's hand has never touched anything except the pulse since he started studying medicine at the age of twelve."
"He uses his right hand to eat, drink, drive, and pick up things. He only uses his left hand to diagnose pulse when treating patients."
"I'm not a blood doctor. This hand is comparable to a medical testing instrument."
"In other events, he might not be as good as the Huatuo Cup master, but purely in terms of pulse diagnosis, the national champions in the ten years before and after the Huatuo Cup are not as good as him!"
"President Kong, you did not lose this game unjustly."
He looked very proud. He knew that Luo Shen had great medical skills and his overall strength was better than Takahashi, but this round was just a pulse diagnosis, and Takahashi's winning rate was higher.
The corner of Kong Taoli's mouth was twitching, and she snorted:
"Stop talking nonsense and check the pulse quickly. Don't delay the patient's condition."
Beitingchuan laughed again and waved his hand to Takahashi to check his pulse.
Takahashi nodded, took out a silk handkerchief, put it on the middle-aged patient's wrist, and then stretched out three fingers to feel the pulse.
If nothing else, this posture alone frightened the audience who did not know medical skills into being stunned. They exclaimed that Takahashi was professional, caring and capable.
Takahashi ignored everyone's gaze and his expression changed as soon as his finger touched his pulse.
He no longer looked arrogant, but looked more serious than ever before, as if an old monk had fallen into trance, his whole body motionless.
But the three fingers of the left hand move rhythmically up and down like a top luthier playing the piano.
Yuan Qingyi gently tugged on Ye Fan's clothes: "This bastard looks a bit arrogant, aren't you worried that Luo Shen will lose?"
"It is indeed extraordinary. He is a silver medal doctor at his peak level, and he is also the first person among the younger generation in blood medicine to diagnose pulse."
"But there's nothing to worry about."
Ye Fan knew something about his information: "As long as I don't lose, it doesn't matter if Luo Shen and the others lose or not. Besides, there's no point in worrying."
"You are really arrogant, no, you are big-hearted."
Yuan Qingyi smiled helplessly, and then whispered: "By the way, Sister Lin did not go to Hongyan Hospital to kneel down."
"I don't know if I don't care about Lin Qiuling's life, or if I find other doctors to treat her."
She reminded: "Do you want to ask Tang Ruoxue?"
"Didn't you go to the hospital and kneel down?"
Ye Fan was slightly startled:
"It stands to reason that with Lin Qiuling's character, whether she is a dead Taoist friend or a poor Taoist, she will make Mrs. Lin kneel down and fight for her life..."
"How could there be no movement?"
"As for other doctors' treatment, apart from me and Luo Shen, who may have a chance, there won't be a fifth person in the state who can save her."
A flash of surprise flashed across his eyes, but he didn't take it to heart. Lin Qiuling didn't cherish her own life, so why should he worry about her?
"Forget it, let nature take its course."
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "Let's watch the game."
"call--"
Two minutes later, Takahashi finished taking the pulse.
However, he did not write down the pulse diagnosis results immediately. Instead, he took out another wet tissue and disinfected his fingers cleanly.
Then, he took out another ointment, smeared it on three fingers, then put on silk gloves and started writing the results.
Everyone present was filled with emotion when they saw this. The genius is the genius, he is so impressive.
The pulse diagnosis results were written quickly and sent to the referee team as soon as possible.
The host then shouted: "Luoshen Pulse Diagnosis."
Luo Shen didn't waste any time. He went straight to the middle-aged patient and sat down gracefully.
He stretched out his left hand to feel for his pulse, but stopped halfway.
Three fingers were suspended an inch above the patient's wrist, and Luo Shen stood still.
His fingers began to rise and fall rhythmically.
"ah--"
Everyone was shocked when they saw this and had no idea what he was doing.
Takahashi and the others were also stunned.
"Ah? You don't even touch the patient's wrist with your fingers. What kind of pulse diagnosis is this?"
"Even if it is a suspended thread for pulse diagnosis, it is still acceptable. After all, there is still a thread hanging on it."
"Is he kidding? This is simply a huge insult to the blood medicine sect!"
"Is this kid here to play house and have fun?"
The genius group of the Blood Medicine Sect exploded, and everyone cursed at Luo Shen.
The audience here in China also had their eyelids twitching, and they didn't feel confident at all. This scene was really unbelievable.
Mr. Gong and the others stood up together and looked at Luo Shen anxiously, fearing that the first scene would be messed up.
Yuan Qingyi looked at Ye Fan: "Can you really diagnose your pulse through the air?"
Ye Fan didn't respond, just looked at Luo Shen and smiled: This friend is settled.
"The patient has three conditions in total."
In less than thirty seconds, Luo Shen withdrew his finger. He didn't even bother to write, and directly announced in front of everyone:
"The first one is that I had an appendicitis operation half a year ago. The operation was not very successful and I still have a dull pain."
"The second one, right kidney, near the ureter, tumor! The diameter is about 2 to 3 centimeters!"
"The third one had a heart bypass a year ago, but excessive drinking led to thrombosis, and the angina will recur next month..."
After he finished speaking, he stepped down directly without caring about the outcome.
"ah--"
"How is this possible?"
Luo Shen's diagnosis had just been announced, and the whole audience exclaimed again.
This is too accurate, as accurate as the B-ultrasound test results.
Not only can it diagnose past conditions and determine the size of tumors, but can it also predict future illnesses?
This is too unbelievable.
Even Mr. Gong and other doctors from China looked at each other in confusion, unable to believe the diagnosis.
"He just has a tumor, so how can he have appendicitis and heart bypass?"
Takahashi laughed wildly and looked at Luo Shen with disdain:
"Pretending to be mysterious..."
Before he finished speaking, his expression changed because he found that the entire refereeing team was dumbfounded while looking at the report.
