Boom, 90% of the people present stood up. Everyone looked at Ye Haoxuan with burning eyes, and the firmness in their eyes represented their stance.
"Deputy Minister Yu, as everyone is waiting for you, do you have anything else to say?" Zhao Ziqian said with a faint smile.
"You..." Yu Wenguang glared at Zhao Ziqian, and he shouted: "You have planned it a long time ago, right?"
Why did the eight major schools of traditional Chinese medicine come? It must have been an invitation sent by Zhao Ziqian. During his years in office, Zhao Ziqian vigorously supported traditional Chinese medicine and gained a certain number of supporters. Yu Wenguang sat down angrily. He hated the fact that iron cannot become steel.
He glanced at Liu Fuqing, who was shrugging his head.
Seeing the look in Zhao Ziqian's eyes, Liu Fuqing couldn't help but trembled. He almost made things worse, but luckily he had one hand prepared.
Liu Fuqing had a sullen face. He ran to the side and dialed a phone number, then gave a few instructions.
Just when Ye Haoxuan stood up and wanted to say a few words, the door of the conference room was opened from the outside, and a group of people pushed a middle-aged man in. The middle-aged man looked very good on his face and did not look like a
He looked seriously ill, but his face was slightly pale.
"Doctor, is there a doctor? Come out and breathe." A man wearing a black vest and tattoos shouted loudly towards the center station.
"There are doctors here, what do you want?" someone asked from the side.
"I heard that all the famous doctors are here today. This is my brother. I don't know what's wrong. He has been unconscious. Let's see a famous doctor." The tattooed man said arrogantly.
"Let me take a look." Ye Haoxuan knew that this guy was coming towards him, so he smiled slightly and walked forward calmly.
"My surname is Ye, I think this patient is seriously ill. Don't act carelessly and cause medical problems." Liu Fuqing on the side said coldly.
"You are not qualified to speak here. If you think your medical skills are excellent, you can come forward and have a look." Ye Haoxuan said lightly.
"Okay, I'm going to step forward and take a look. Your medical skills are good, but I'm going to let you know today that without decades of experience, you will never become an outstanding doctor." Liu Fuqing sneered and stepped forward.
go.
Looking at the patient's face, Ye Haoxuan was a little confused. He didn't seem to be seriously ill, but he looked a little depressed. Ye Haoxuan stepped forward and felt the patient's pulse. His face turned slightly
A change of.
He couldn't feel the patient's pulse. However, this person was obviously alive, had body temperature, and was breathing. But the strange thing was that his pulse did not beat at all.
While he was wondering, Liu Fuqing on the side sneered: "Dr. Ye, can you tell what the patient's disease is? Do you want me to remind you?"
In fact, Ye Haoxuan has determined that these people were found by Liu Fuqing as a back-up for themselves. Liu Fuqing must know what the condition of this patient is. If Ye Haoxuan can't figure it out, he will take this opportunity to cause trouble.
Before Ye Haoxuan answered, Liu Fuqing turned around and sneered: "Mr. Yuan, you are a leading figure in the world of Chinese medicine. Why don't you come forward and see what's going on? And the rest of you, you eight major schools of Chinese medicine are not called the world of Chinese medicine.
Are you a representative? Why don’t you all come up and take a look?”
Several people had a look of sullenness on their faces. In fact, everyone knew that Liu Fuqing must be causing trouble. But seeing his arrogant look, everyone felt quite unhappy.
You Liu Fuqing, you claim to be a national expert, but in fact, with his medical skills, he is just a second-rate guy at best. So what if I don't give you the face to call you Liu?
Some people think that after working as an imperial doctor in Zhongnanhai for several years, they used their reputation to make money. They really do not deserve to be called a traditional Chinese medicine doctor.
"Let me take a look..." Mr. Liu, who was from the warm-tonifying school, stepped forward and took the patient's pulse. However, his expression changed drastically after he touched it.
He looked at the patient with some confusion, rolled his pupils, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"You don't feel comfortable anywhere?" a bald man on one side shouted.
Mr. Liu confirmed for the first time that this guy really didn't have any pulse, and then he thought hard on the side, with a confused look on his face.
"Old Liu, what's going on? Are you sure?" Another old man from the Typhoid Sect on the side asked in surprise.
You know, as a descendant of the eight major schools of traditional Chinese medicine, Mr. Liu's medical skills are extremely good. No matter how difficult the disease is, even if he can't cure it, he can definitely figure it out clearly with just one pulse. But he didn't expect that he
He actually couldn't grasp this person's illness.
"All I can say is, it's weird." Mr. Liu shook his head.
"Let me take a look." The old man said, stepping forward and checking his pulse. He was involuntarily startled, and then silently withdrew.
People from the eight major schools of Chinese medicine took turns, but their expressions were different. Some were confused, some were surprised, and some just shook their heads.
Even Mr. Yuan stepped forward to check his pulse, but he looked puzzled.
"How about it? Can't you tell what the disease is?" Liu Fuqing sneered.
"This patient has no pulse, which goes against the common sense of the world. Liu Fuqing, please tell me what's going on with this patient?" Mr. Liu said in a deep voice.
"Haha, it's useless to call them the eight major schools of Chinese medicine. They claim to be able to defeat half of the world of Chinese medicine, but I don't think they can do anything about it." Liu Fuqing laughed arrogantly.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically. Liu Fuqing's words were extremely arrogant. This sentence offended all eight people present.
Although they knew that this must be Liu Fuqing's fault, everyone really couldn't explain the reason, so they could only shake their heads at each other.
"Ye Haoxuan, if you can't even see this little flaw, you have the nerve to be the president and give up as soon as possible." Liu Fuqing sneered.
"Even if I give way, it won't be the turn of a villain like you to do it." Ye Haoxuan said lightly. As he said this, he subconsciously looked into the patient's internal organs, and his heart moved. This unintentional look, but
It gave him a clue.
The patient's double internal organs were slightly bulging, as if something was stuffed underneath.
Ye Haoxuan smiled faintly. He had already discovered the problem. He said coldly: "Besides, I have already seen the clues to this person's illness."
"Xiao Ye, you can see what's going on here? A living person has no pulse. This is against common sense." Mr. Liu shook his head at the side.
"Yes, I have been practicing medicine for so many years, and I have never encountered such a strange phenomenon. Please explain to us old men, what is this man's disease?"
Other people from the traditional Chinese medicine school came forward one after another, looking at Ye Haoxuan expectantly, hoping that he could give an answer.
"It's very simple, because this person is just pretending to be sick when he's not sick." Ye Haoxuan smiled faintly.
As soon as Ye Haoxuan finished speaking, Liu Fuqing's expression suddenly changed.
"What are you talking about? You're not even pretending to be sick. My brother has been sick for a long time, okay? Don't talk nonsense. I'll beat you up if you believe it or not." The tattooed man on the side scolded.
"Yes, you are a famous doctor. Hide your pulse so that I can see what's going on."
"If you still want to be president, why don't you look at what you look like?"
The people who came in carrying the patient were all irritated, looking at Ye Haoxuan with raised eyebrows, and tended to get into a fight if they disagreed.
Ye Haoxuan said nothing. He walked up to the patient and suddenly punched him in the chest.
The patient who was pretending to be sick was caught off guard and punched in the chest. He screamed, jumped up and punched Ye Haoxuan.
At first glance, this guy came from a gangster, and the ruffianism in him could not be eradicated. Ye Haoxuan's punch immediately aroused his gangster nature. A gangster is a gangster. Once he angered him, he immediately started to act.
I also forgot to act.
In fact, Ye Haoxuan's punch was not heavy at all. It was just to anger this guy. As expected, this guy couldn't stand any stimulation and would not suffer any loss.
Just as he moved his hands, two iron balls slightly larger than walnuts fell from his guts and rolled to the ground.
"What is this?" Everyone looked at the two iron balls rolling on the ground and asked in surprise.
Liu Fuqing's expression changed. He knew that it was completely over.
Ye Hao
I’m just pretending to be sick when I’m not sick.”
"So that's it." Everyone suddenly realized.
"Liu Fuqing, although your medical skills are not top-notch, you are still a decent person. Do you find it interesting to play these treacherous tricks?" Zhao Ziqian on the stage said coldly.
"I...I..." Liu Fuqing's face turned pale.
"From today on, you are no longer the imperial doctor of Zhongnanhai. Also, you must know what your Baicaotang has done in these years. I have organized relevant departments to investigate and deal with your Baicaotang. From now on, you can change your career."
Zhao Ziqian's words undoubtedly rang in Liu Fuqing's ears like thunder, and he quickly looked to Yu Wenguang aside with a pleading look.
Unexpectedly, Yu Wenguang, who had always been on his side, turned his head away and stopped paying attention to him.
Liu Fuqing's heart sank, knowing that this time it was over.
At this moment, his cell phone rang, and Liu Yihe's anxious voice came from it: "Dad, our Baicao Hall has been sealed up, and someone from above suddenly came to check the accounts... Us, what should we do?"
Liu Fuqing's vision went dark and he almost fainted. No one knew better than him what unscrupulous things Baicaotang had done over the years.
The high medical fees are not a problem. The key is the amount of inferior medicines or even counterfeit medicines, which is enough to make him spend the rest of his life in prison.
"Go out, there are police waiting outside." Ye Haoxuan waved to him.