As the saying goes, enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.
When Ye Tian saw Wu Yong, his eyes almost burst out with fire.
The last time he was slapped in the face by Wu Yong has already spread in the circle.
Now everyone in the Chinese medicine community in Jiangnan City knows that Ye Tian, who is known as the little miracle doctor, was crushed by a medical student.
Ye Tian, who was born with a good reputation, felt that he had been greatly humiliated.
He had always wanted to find Wu Yong and compete with him, so that the Chinese medicine community in Jiangnan City would know that his reputation as a little miracle doctor was not in vain.
But Jiangnan City is so big, it is very difficult to find a stranger in the huge crowd.
Ye Tian used countless connections.
I finally found Wu Yong’s rental place, only to find that Wu Yong had moved away.
He was almost desperate.
However, "there is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers."
Today he actually met Wu Yong in Jishi Hall!
Suddenly, he came over angrily and shouted: "Boy, do you dare to compete with me!"
When Wu Yong saw Ye Tian, he also frowned.
Why is it this guy again?
It's not enough to be slapped in the face by yourself, why should you compete?
Before Wu Yong could respond, a majestic voice sounded from behind.
"Xiaotian, why are you talking to the guests!" the silver-haired old man scolded.
Don't look at Ye Tian, who is usually quite arrogant and domineering.
Seeing the silver-haired old man, he immediately shrank his neck like a mouse seeing a cat.
He shouted sarcastically: "Grandpa."
The silver-haired old man ignored him and asked Wu Yong: "Do you know my Xiaotian?"
Wu Yong said: "We had a chance encounter."
Ye Tiandao: "Bah, whoever has a chance relationship with you. Don't get close to me randomly. Just tell me whether you dare to compete. If you don't dare, get out of Jishi Hall and openly admit that your medical skills are not as good as mine, Ye Tian!"
The silver-haired old man glared and shouted: "Shut up!"
At this point, he finally understood.
"So you are the master of traditional Chinese medicine who corrected Xiaotian's mistakes and used the Taiyi Magic Needle!" the silver-haired old man said in surprise.
This is something that the entire Jiangnan Traditional Chinese Medicine community knows.
As a leader in the field of traditional Chinese medicine and Ye Tian's grandfather, how could the silver-haired old man not know this?
He has always been curious about who could surpass his grandson in medical skills.
Unexpectedly, Wu Yong actually ran into him today at his Jishi Hall.
He pulled out a chair with a smile and said: "I have admired my little friend for a long time. I wonder if I can sit down and talk to you, little friend?"
Wu Yong also guessed the identity of the silver-haired old man.
The person who can make Ye Tian call him grandpa must be Ye Lao, a leading figure in the field of traditional Chinese medicine in Jiangnan City, a former master of traditional Chinese medicine and known as the miracle doctor Ye.
In the traditional Chinese medicine community of Jiangnan City, Mr. Ye's name is well known.
Wu Yong was often talked about in school.
Seeing the real person at this moment, Wu Yong did not dare to be too embarrassed and said hurriedly: "Mr. Ye, you are joking. You are a senior in the field of Chinese medicine. How can I be worthy of the word 'admiration'?"
Ye Lao said seriously: "How can you not afford it? Xiaotian used the wrong method to burn the mountain fire and almost killed people. If it were me in that situation, I might not be able to save the people. How could you use too much?
The Yi Shen Needle can defy heaven and kill people, I admire you very much, old man."
Mr. Ye's compliments made Wu Yong flattered, but also made Ye Tian's anger even hotter.
He said angrily: "Grandpa, I was just negligent for a moment. If we really want to talk about medical skills, I can beat him ten times! Boy, do you dare to compare with him in one sentence?"
Wu Yong glanced at him and said calmly: "I told you, Chinese medicine is used to save people, not to compete. I have no interest in competing with you."
Mr. Ye clapped his hands and praised: "Well said."
He turned around and glared at Ye Tian fiercely.
"Xiaotian, I have said before that you are too utilitarian. As a doctor, you should take it as your own responsibility to help the world. How can you be too obsessed with fame and fortune? Putting aside medical skills for the time being, other people's realms are much higher than yours.
, you have already lost."
Ye Lao's scolding made Ye Tian's face turn green and red.
Ye Tian said angrily:
"I don't accept it. I didn't lose. I, Ye Tian, have never lost since I was a kid!"
"Grandpa, don't protect him. If he really has better medical skills than me, let him compare with me."
"I think he is just afraid of losing, so he refuses to compete with me!"
Ye Tian provoked him several times.
Wu Yong also felt angry in his heart.
You have to seek abuse, right?
That’s better than that!
Wu Yong said in a deep voice: "Okay, since you insist on competing, then I will compete with you. Tell me, what do you want to compete with me?"
When Ye Tian saw that Wu Yong finally agreed, he was immediately overjoyed and said, "Of course it's to compare medical skills."
Wu Yong asked: "What kind of comparison?"
Ye Tiandao: "Let's compete with who can judge the patient's symptoms more accurately and prescribe the appropriate prescription. The patient will wait here, and finally let my grandpa judge the outcome."
Wu Yong nodded and said, "Okay, I have no objection."
Ye Laoben wanted to stop Ye Tian from misbehaving.
But after Wu Yong agreed, he changed his mind.
Firstly, he felt that Ye Tian was too unruly and it would be good for his growth to have his spirit rubbed. Secondly, he also wanted to see how profound Wu Yong's attainments in traditional Chinese medicine were.
Ye Laodao: "Okay, I will be the judge. But I have another suggestion. Since you are competing to win or lose, you should always add a bonus."
Ye Tian asked in surprise: "What kind of lottery?"
Ye Laodao: "If you win, he will work for Jishitang for free for a month. If you lose, you will work for him for free for a month. Do you agree?"
Ye Tian was stunned for a moment.
He just wanted to win against Wu Yong and never thought about getting any prizes.
Ye Lao said this.
He thought this was a good suggestion. If he defeated Wu Yong, he would not only be able to regain his face, but he would also be able to use him for free for a month.
Just thinking about it makes me feel happy.
He readily agreed: "I agree."
Mr. Ye asked Wu Yong: "What about you?"
Wu Yong smiled and said: "I don't have any objection either."
Mr. Ye nodded and said, "Then let's wait for the patient to come to our door."
The three of them waited for more than five minutes, and finally a patient came.
"Mr. Ye."
The patient who came in was a middle-aged fat man. As soon as he entered the door, he greeted Mr. Ye with a smile.
Mr. Ye nodded slightly and said: "Sit down, this young man and my grandson will treat you today."
The middle-aged fat man said in surprise: "What? Mr. Ye, don't you take action yourself?"
Ye Tian hummed: "There is no need for my grandfather to take action. I will raise my hand to treat you. I will stretch out my wrist to feel your pulse."
Although the middle-aged fat man was unhappy with Ye Tian's tone, when he saw Mr. Ye nodding towards him, he rolled up his sleeves and exposed his wrists without saying anything.
Ye Tian felt his pulse with three fingers and smiled after a moment.
He said: "I already know his symptoms, it's your turn to feel his pulse."
Wu Yong smiled softly, shook his head, and said calmly: "It's too troublesome. There is no need to feel the pulse for such a minor disease. I already know it in my heart after just one look."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was shocked! (To be continued)