Half an hour later, the old man left and came back.
There was another old man who came in with him.
Qin Changsheng took a brief look at the man and saw that he was about the same age as the old man. His clothes were extremely luxurious. He was obviously a man, but he had a big belly like a pregnant woman.
Moreover, his face was pale and his steps were staggering. Every step he took required the support of the old man's hidden inner strength, which showed that he was already terminally ill.
It was not until this moment that everyone was surprised and truly believed Qian Zong's statement about the pregnant woman.
At the same time, the old man helped the man sit down and said: "Everyone, please take a seat. This is the old boss, Mr. Fan Wencong."
Upon seeing this, everyone quickly said hello to Fan Wencong, and then all returned to their seats.
The old man poured a cup of tea for Fan Wencong and said: "Don't look at the appearance of my old boss now. In fact, he can eat and drink and is in very good health."
Everyone heard the words and agreed, but no one believed what the old man said.
Because everyone had eyes, the old man had to gasp several times every time he moved his body. It was really difficult for everyone to associate him with good health.
It's just that everyone can't protect themselves now, and they don't particularly care about Fan Wencong's life and death, so the old man can say whatever he likes, and naturally no one will refute him.
However, Qin Changsheng is an exception.
Not only did he believe the old man's words, he immediately activated his clairvoyance eyes and began thinking about treatment methods.
The old man glanced at Qin Changsheng and said, "My little friend, I've seen it too. Given the current situation of my old boss, I'm afraid it will be difficult to answer your question in a short time."
"I heard from my little friend before that those people can't save my boss, so you are willing to do your best. I wonder if it still counts now?"
Du Nanqiao muttered: "Pretending to be polite, didn't you just say that your boss is in good health...?"
The old man's eyes darkened so hard that Du Nanqiao was so frightened that he immediately choked back all the words he wanted to say, and even subconsciously hid behind Qin Changsheng.
Before Qin Changsheng could get angry, the old man took the lead and leaned forward slightly and said, "I'm very sorry. I was so eager to protect the Lord that I scared the girl."
"However, what the old man said is indeed the truth. If you don't believe it, you can go and check the cases."
"Besides, Divine Doctor Qian also checked the pulse of the old boss before. You can ask him."
Qian Zong stood up and said: "Judging from the pulse, except for the signs of pregnancy, I really haven't noticed anything wrong before."
"But Chinese medicine pays attention to seeing, hearing, asking, and getting close. I haven't seen Mr. Fan look like he is now, so it's really hard to say now."
The old man did not answer, but made a respectful gesture again, indicating that Qian Zong was free to come forward to check now.
Qian Zong was also very curious about Fan Wencong's situation. In addition, he had been puzzled for the past few days and was depressed, so he was not polite.
Immediately afterwards, Qian Zong conducted a careful inspection. During this process, more than a dozen men and women came in outside the house, half of which were international friends alone.
Moreover, some of them were very familiar with Wei Chengmo, and even a simple greeting took five minutes.
Then Wei Chengmo came up behind Qin Changsheng and whispered: "Young Master Qin, I think it's better to forget about treating illnesses and saving people!"
"The people I spoke to just now are all the top medical geniuses in Tianjin. Some are already the president of a hospital at a young age, and there are even some who are honorary professors of certain medical schools abroad."
"And those international friends are even more amazing. They are all masters of the same country. They use traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine. They have used all the methods that should be used. There is no need for us to ask for trouble."
Qin Changsheng joked: "What's wrong with trying? What if a blind cat encounters a dead mouse?"
Wei Chengmo shook his head and said, "I'm afraid you can't afford the cost of failure."
Qin Changsheng smiled casually and was too lazy to waste words with him.
He knew that Wei Chengmo's words were actually just speculation.
Because Qin Changsheng heard the conversation between Wei Chengmo and those people clearly. No one present except Fan Wencong knew their identity and background.
The fact was just as he expected. The reason why Wei Chengmo said this was because he felt that there was something complicated behind Fan Wencong.
So what he is thinking about now is how to escape. He doesn't want Qin Changsheng to put himself in danger, let alone cause unnecessary trouble.
Soon, Qian Zong also completed all the inspections.
He shook his head in disbelief, then sat down on the ground and said: "I have little talent and little knowledge, and I can't find out what kind of disease Mr. Fan is suffering from."
"Perhaps this old gentleman is right. Maybe Mr. Fan is not ill at all."
"Take the pulse condition as an example. Apart from being pregnant, I feel that Mr. Fan is healthier than Mr. Wei."
Du Nanqiao and others, who originally thought the old man was lying, were all dumbfounded when they heard Qian Zong's answer.
They all know that the Qian family, as a medical family, has been in Jinmen for hundreds of years. Both their medical skills and medical ethics are very good, so naturally they will not lie to damage their own reputation.
But what he said was unbelievable, and of course everyone was shocked and doubtful.
"A man, an old man in his eighties, is actually pregnant."
"Haha, if this spreads out, I'm afraid it will make everyone in the world laugh out loud, right?"
"It's ridiculous, it's so ridiculous. I'm afraid only Chinese doctors in the world can tell such a joke."
"No wonder our Western medicine is everywhere in China now, and hospitals all use Western medicine to treat diseases. Traditional Chinese medicine is simply a joke."
"There have always been rumors in our country that Chinese doctors of traditional Chinese medicine are big liars who pretend to be gods and ghosts, and it is true."
"In a country like this, to compare Chinese medicine with Western medicine is simply an insult to our Western medicine."
After some translation, the international doctors immediately exploded.
The traditional Chinese medicine doctors in Jinmen could only lower their heads in shame.
Because their judgments are the same as Qian Zong's.
The difference is that Qian Zong insists on his own judgment, while others dare not speak out at all.
So subconsciously, they also began to doubt traditional Chinese medicine.
At the same time, the old man quickly noticed Qin Changsheng with an unchanging expression in the crowd.
He walked forward slowly and said, "I wonder if my little friend studies Chinese medicine or Western medicine?"
"Don't get me wrong, little friend. What I mean is that if you study Chinese medicine, you might as well come forward for a checkup."
"If it were Western medicine, I would send someone to get all the test results such as CT scans."
Those doctors didn't expect that the master would ignore so many famous doctors and pay attention to a young man, and they all couldn't help but cast a surprised look at him.
Qin Changsheng was neither humble nor arrogant and said: "There is no need to go to such trouble. Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, hearing, asking and feeling, but for me, just looking is enough."