"Based on what you think, how many days will it take for it to take effect?" Mr. Yuan said with a smile.
"Ten days..."
"Ten days is too long, I think six days is enough..."
"If you let me treat it, it will take four days..."
"I wonder how many days Mr. Yuan thinks is appropriate?"
Mr. Yuan smiled slightly and said: "In my opinion, it only takes three days, but as Mr. Wen said, even if it is cured, you can only manage to take care of yourself. If you want to be a normal person, it will be difficult."
Mr. Yuan turned his gaze to Ye Haoxuan and said with a smile: "In your opinion, how many days can this disease be cured?"
Ye Haoxuan shook his head slightly and said: "Half an hour is enough..."
At this moment, everyone in the auditorium was stunned. Is this Ye Haoxuan crazy?
"Where did this guy come from? He's just showing off, right? It took Mr. Yuan three days, but he took half an hour?"
"After the appraisal, this guy is just showing off. Look at this old man who has been paralyzed for many years. I think he can be cured in three days, which is the limit. Half an hour, unless he is a god."
"Where did this arrogant boy come from? He talks nonsense. Don't think that you have some ability and just trust him."
Half of the people in the audience were furious and expressed their dissatisfaction to Ye Haoxuan.
Even the heirs of the eight major schools of Chinese medicine on the stage don’t look good. This time the patient has been paralyzed for many years. It would take three days for a national expert like Mr. Yuan. And this kid doesn’t know how high the sky is. He
Everyone admits that his prescriptions are clever.
But if the cowhide blows too loudly, it may not be a good thing.
Mr. Yuan pressed his hands and made the scene quiet down. Although he did not agree with Ye Haoxuan's words that paralysis could be cured in half an hour, Mr. Yuan had never been angry at the situation. He said calmly: "Young man, as a doctor, you must treat
Patients are responsible and cannot neglect their original responsibilities just for the sake of making a big splash."
Ye Haoxuan smiled slightly and said: "As a doctor, of course I know my responsibilities, so," he turned to the silent young man and said, "If you believe me, you might as well give it a try."
The young man hesitated obviously, but under Ye Haoxuan's confident gaze, he nodded slightly.
He pushed his father to Ye Haoxuan and said in a deep voice: "Please ask the doctor."
Ye Haoxuan glanced at his hands and saw that they were covered with calluses. The calluses were deep and seemed to be the calluses of those who practice martial arts frequently.
And although this young man is silent and rarely talks, his eyes are sharp and he is definitely not an ordinary person.
"Have you ever practiced martial arts?" Ye Haoxuan asked in surprise.
"Yes, my family is from Henan Province, and I practiced martial arts in Songshan Mountain for eight years." The young man answered truthfully.
"It turns out he came from the Shaolin Temple, no wonder." Ye Haoxuan nodded, "Your father's illness was caused by depression. Judging from the breath on his body, he should have been bedridden for three years."
"Three whole years."
The young man's eyes were full of hope. Ye Haoxuan could tell at a glance that his father had been bedridden for three years, which meant that Ye Haoxuan was definitely a medical expert. He took his father all over the country, but the result was the same. Any doctor's treatment of his father was the same.
There is nothing that can be done about the disease.
Someone once advised him that if he was paralyzed, he would be paralyzed, and he might never be able to stand up again in his life. Instead of running around with his father, it would be better to find a place to settle down and let his father spend the rest of his life.
But he never gave up. He knelt down to Ye Haoxuan and said, "Please doctor, I have no money and only one life. If the doctor can cure my father, my life will be yours from now on."
Ye Haoxuan accepted his bow calmly and said calmly: "Get up, your kneeling shows your filial piety. There is gold under my knees, and your bow is worth a thousand gold."
"Thank you, doctor." The young man stood up and stood aside silently.
Ye Haoxuan approached his father, only to see that his father's eyes were dull, and he allowed Ye Haoxuan to take his right hand without any reaction.
Ye Haoxuan frowned: "Your father's heart knot was too heavy. It was because of the knot in his heart that his Qi and pulse were not smooth, so he was disabled in all four limbs. Did anything happen three years ago?"
As soon as Ye Haoxuan's words came out, the people from the eight major schools on the stage immediately looked a little unhappy.
People from the eight major schools of traditional Chinese medicine, and even Mr. Yuan, have diagnosed this patient just now, and they all came to the same conclusion. The patient was paralyzed due to a stroke, and Ye Haoxuan said that the paralysis was caused by a heart knot.
Isn't this a naked slap in the face of these people?
At that moment, the old man from the Typhoid Sect sneered and said: "I have only heard that depression can damage the liver, but I have never heard of paralysis caused by depression. This young man really taught me a lesson."
"Haha, the thinking of young people is different from that of our old people."
"Young man, go back and study medicine for a few more years. You have a good talent. If you study more, you will achieve great results in the future. But for now, you should just stand aside." The descendant of the Warm-Bonic Sect is relatively straight-forward.
"Is this Mr. Liu from the Wenbu sect?" Ye Haoxuan said with a smile.
"Yes, it's me." Mr. Liu sneered.
"How about I make a bet with Mr. Liu?"
"How to bet?"
"If I can't get him to stand up within half an hour, I will not get involved in the field of Chinese medicine from now on. If I can get him to stand up within half an hour, the set of thirty-eight rose life-saving golden needles passed down by Mr. Liu's family will belong to me.
, how?" Ye Haoxuan said with a smile.
Mr. Liu's expression suddenly changed. These life-threatening golden needles were passed down from generation to generation by his Warming and Replenishing Sect. There were thirty-eight of them. The silver was divided into dragon and phoenix. Half of the needles had dragon tails and half of the needles had phoenix tails. They could also be called
Dragon and Phoenix life-saving needle.
These needles were carefully made by ancient medical masters. If used for acupuncture, the effect is extremely good.
It's just that this is a family heirloom of the Warm-Bonic Sect. If it is used as a bet, he will never allow it.
"This dragon and phoenix life-saving acupuncture is something passed down from generation to generation by our temperature-boosting sect. It cannot be used as a bet. How about using another acupuncture method as a bet?" Liu Laodao said.
Mr. Liu is a legend of the warming and tonic sect. His acupuncture techniques are so superb that he is called the King of Acupuncture by the locals. Being able to learn his acupuncture techniques is what many people dream of.
Unexpectedly, Ye Haoxuan shook his head and said: "I'm not interested in acupuncture. I'm confident that my acupuncture is no worse than Mr. Liu's. If Mr. Liu doesn't dare to gamble, then forget it."
"Arrogant..." Mr. Liu sneered. This is really a boy who doesn't know how high the sky is. He doesn't believe that at Ye Haoxuan's age of just over 20 years old, even if he learned acupuncture from his mother's womb, it would definitely not be as good as what he had practiced for nearly sixty years.
years of acupuncture.
"Okay, I'll bet you that as long as you come up with an acupuncture method that I am convinced of, no matter whether you can cure this patient or not, my dragon and phoenix golden acupuncture will be yours."
"Well, Mr. Liu is really a cheerful person, so it's settled." Ye Haoxuan smiled slightly, bowed to Mr. Liu, and then started the treatment.