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Chapter 2698 The charm of traditional Chinese medicine

Chinese people don't disclose some illnesses directly in order to take into account the patient's emotions, but Inzaghi thought that Ye Zihao didn't understand and thought that he didn't know how to deal with it.

So, he once again mocked and said: "Sir! What's wrong? Why don't you speak? Didn't you just say that Chinese medicine is very powerful? You can see a person's condition without using any medical equipment?"

"Mr. Inzaghi!"

"Are you sure you want me to say it? I'm afraid that if I say it, it will embarrass you?"

The corners of Ye Zihao's mouth raised slightly, and he asked a rather profound question.

"Huh! I'm not sick. Why should I be afraid of telling you?" Inzaghi seemed impatient and urged.

Ye Zihao smiled slightly and said lightly: "In that case, I'll say it! Don't blame me for staying a while!"

"Say it! Just say it! If you have anything, say it!"

Inzaghi said with an arrogant attitude.

At this time, Ye Zihao asked rather playfully, "Mr. Inzaghi! Are you 'Mr. Ten Seconds'?"

"What's Mr. Ten Seconds?"

Suddenly, Inzaghi was stunned and asked in confusion.

"That is to say, you...ejaculated prematurely!! The time did not exceed ten seconds, commonly known as...'Mr. Ten Seconds'."

Ye Zihao said something rather playful.

"You...you just...ejaculated earlier! You...you are talking nonsense!"

Suddenly, Inzaghi's face suddenly turned red, as if he had been told something that was on his mind.

In fact, Inzaghi was indeed ill in that area, and could not hold on for less than "ten seconds" every time. He originally thought that he was nervous, which led to this, but later, he slowly discovered that he did not

It's not because I'm nervous, but... I'm really sick!

You know, European men have always been very chauvinistic.

As for his impotence, which lasted "ten seconds", it would be extremely embarrassing to say such a thing. This is obviously a matter of a man's self-esteem.

Therefore, he never told others about his illness, and he would never admit that he was ill.

However, what made him angry was that Ye Zihao actually told his illness in front of his friends!

"Inzaghi? You...you really only have 'ten seconds'? Isn't this too fast?"

"Oh my God! You look so strong. What I didn't expect is...? Alas! It's really a shame!"

"Inzaghi! Your illness is too serious. It only lasts for 'ten seconds'? It's over before it starts? Will your girlfriend be happy?"



Inzaghi's associates felt sorry for him.

At this time, Inzaghi was so angry that his face was red and his neck was thick, and he scolded angrily: "Don't listen to his nonsense! I am not sick at all! I am as strong as a bull!"

"Inzaghi!"

"Traditional Chinese medicine believes that your disease is mostly caused by dampness and heat in the liver meridian, abnormal drainage, and lack of restraint. It may be caused by deficiency of yin and excessive fire, weak kidney qi, reckless sexual desire, and loss of Jingguan!! Don't deny it! Everything I said

It’s a fact!”

Ye Zihao explained it unceremoniously, without giving him any face at all.

For an arrogant person like Inzaghi, Ye Zihao feels that he does not need to give him any face at all! The best way to deal with such a person is to slap him in the face on the spot! Slap him in the face hard!"

"You...you are talking nonsense!! You are just slandering me!! Do I want to sue you for defamation? I want to find a lawyer to sue you!"

At this time, Inzaghi was roaring like a madman.

At this time, Ye Zihao sneered disdainfully and said, "Am I talking nonsense? Okay! Then press this acupuncture point!!"

After saying that, Ye Zihao pointed to an acupuncture point on Inzaghi's waist.

"Just press it? Am I afraid of you?"

Inzaghi sneered disapprovingly, then pressed hard, and the next second, he yelled "ouch" on the spot.

"It... hurts so much!! Why... why does it hurt so much?"

Inzaghi was in great pain and was quite shocked.

"Does it hurt?"

"Nonsense!! I screamed, can it not hurt?"

"If it hurts, that's right!! It means you...are really not good there! Kidney deficiency is serious!"

Ye Zihao responded lightly and said.

"You...you you!"

Suddenly, Inzaghi was so angry that he couldn't speak. This time, he even shouted out. No matter how he explained, he couldn't explain it.

At this time, someone on the side asked curiously: "Sir! You didn't borrow any medical equipment at all, and you didn't touch our bodies just now. How do you know our condition so clearly?"

"Traditional Chinese medicine has a skill called 'looking, smelling, asking, and feeling'. Looking is to observe the patient's face, tongue coating, expression, etc.; smelling is to listen to the patient's voice, cough, wheezing, and smell the patient's bad breath, body odor, etc.

Smell; asking means asking the patient about the symptoms he feels, diseases he has suffered in the past, etc.; checking means checking the pulse with hands or pressing on the abdomen to see if there are lumps. It is called the four diagnosis. I can know your specific condition by observing your breath.

Already."

Ye Zihao explained and said.

"Oh my god! This...this is really miraculous medical skill! It's so miraculous!"

"It seems that I...I really underestimated Chinese medicine before!!"

"Western medicine cannot prescribe the right medicine without the assistance of medical equipment, but Chinese medicine is different! It can actually analyze the patient's condition by 'looking, smelling, asking, and feeling'!!! It's amazing! It's amazing!"

!”



Suddenly, these Europeans who had been questioning traditional Chinese medicine just now became very interested in traditional Chinese medicine.

At this time, Inzaghi's face was ashen. His companion agreed with Chinese medicine, which was an indirect slap in his face.

You know, he has been mocking Chinese medicine before, saying that Chinese medicine is rubbish, but now? Even his own people admit that Chinese medicine is powerful. Isn’t this a slap in the face? What is this?

"Hmph! I'm just lucky! It's nothing special!"

Inzaghi snorted coldly, turned around and left with a black face.

At this time, the corners of Ye Zihao's mouth raised slightly, with a rather disdainful expression.

You can't convince me, so you leave? Ridiculous!! It's so ridiculous!

Ye Zihao sneered with disdain in his heart.

Soon, the remaining European at the scene also left. Before leaving, they specially exchanged phone numbers with Ye Zihao in order to exchange medical skills with each other in the future.

They are not as stingy as Inzaghi. In the past, they looked down on Chinese medicine because they did not know Chinese medicine. But now that they have personally experienced the power of Chinese medicine, they naturally want to understand the culture of Chinese medicine.

To this!

Ye Zihao naturally has no objections!

After all, he believes that whether it is Chinese medicine or Western medicine, progress can only be achieved through mutual exchanges!


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