President Bingshan's Personal Crazy Doctor

"Biyao's senior brother?" Lin Yifan frowned, and a strange look flashed across his eyes as he looked at the other party.

Tatamu's enthusiasm was beyond Lin Yifan's expectation, and he spoke politely to the other party calmly.

Compared with Tatamu's politeness, the members of the Ivy tribe standing behind him looked at Lin Yifan less friendly.

Under the guidance of Tatamu, the group quickly came to the reception room where the Ivy Tribe received guests.

After several people were seated, Tatamu poured tea for Lin Yifan and Bai Jin, looked at Lin Yifan with a smile and said, "Mr. friend."

If it is cured, it is a friend, but if it can’t be cured?
Lin Yifan immediately heard another meaning in Tatamu's words, but he did not show any emotion, and still had a faint smile on his face, "I am friends with Baguio, and we help the high priest to treat illnesses. It's for Baguio's face."

Lin Yifan really didn't care if he could become friends with the people of the southern Xinjiang tribe.

Tatamu hinted to him that if he didn't pay back, wouldn't he think that he was too weak.

Tatamu's face was visibly stiff for a moment, but he quickly recovered, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Lin, how sure are you that you have to be master's illness?"

Test yourself?

Lin Yifan sneered in his heart, but there was a confident smile on his face, "Patriarch Bai asked me this question before, and I still have the same answer. If I can't cure the disease of the high priest, no one in this world can cure it anymore." good."

"Tatamu, I can testify for Mr. Lin." Bai Jin, who had always had a faint smile on his face, echoed at this moment.

"Since Patriarch Bai and the Holy Maiden both trust Mr. Lin so much, I also trust Mr. Lin's medical skills." Tatum paused at this point.

After flashing his eyes a few times, he said in a deep voice: "Mr. Lin, although the Holy Maiden, I, and Patriarch Bai all believe in you, the members of the Qingteng tribe do not believe in Mr. Lin.

Although the reputation of the three of us is guaranteed, the other clansmen will not say anything on the surface, but they will definitely be hostile to Mr. Lin in their hearts. If Mr. Lin can prove his medical skills to other clansmen, I think it would be the best. "

Going around, isn't it because you don't believe in yourself?
Lin Yifan could tell that Tatamu must have known that Bai Jin would stand up as a guarantee for him, that's why he questioned himself in this way, which would not offend Bai Jin, but also made it impossible for him to refute.

"How do you want me to prove it?" Lin Yifan chuckled, looked at Tatum and asked.

"I'm also a pharmacist. Although my medical skills are much worse than the high priest's, I'm still better than others. If Mr. Lin doesn't mind, we can discuss it in front of the clansmen." Tatamu said very modestly smile.

It seemed that they were asking for Lin Yifan's opinion, but in fact they were forcing Lin Yifan to compete with him.

At the beginning, he praised Lin Yifan so highly, and he would propose to compete with the other party. If Lin Yifan refused to agree, wouldn't it mean that Lin Yifan's self-confidence was fake?
"Tatamu, Mr. Lin is here to treat the master, not to compete with you. Don't waste Mr. Lin's time." Baguio, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke at this moment.

Tatamu seemed to have expected that Biguio would stand up and speak for Lin Yifan, he smiled and said unhurriedly: "Junior Sister, Mr. Lin is your honored guest, I don't think you want him to be hostile by the clansmen. Bar?
The competition between Mr. Lin and I was just a formality, to show those clansmen, so that they would stop being hostile to Mr. Lin. "

Baguio was speechless at Tatamu's words. She knew those clansmen, otherwise she wouldn't have let Bai Jin make this trip to vouch for Lin Yifan.

"Then let's try it out." Lin Yifan nodded and readily agreed.

As far as who is more powerful than anyone else in poisoning Gu, Lin Yifan is really not sure that he can beat Tatamu, but he is better than anyone in terms of medical skills.

If he didn't show his hand in front of these people, Lin Yifan knew that if he wanted to treat the high priest, he would still encounter a lot of trouble.

Since someone stretched out his face for him to hit, and there was a crackling sound if he didn't hit, then it was not his style.

The small courtyard of the Ivy Tribe Medicine Hall was full of people from the Ivy Tribe. They all rushed over when they heard the news that Lin Yifan was going to compete with Tatamu in medical skills.

"Mr. Lin, who will start first?" Tata, dressed in a black robe, looked at Lin Yifan and asked.

Lin Yifan glanced at the two patients sitting in front of him, and a playful smile flashed across his mouth, "You come first."

The competition between Tatamu and Lin Yifan was very simple. He recruited two clansmen who had the same disease and treated them separately. This is the simplest method of competition.

Of course, in order to prove that he did not tamper with, he asked Bai Jin to examine the two patients separately, and then selected the patients who needed treatment by drawing lots.

Seeing the confident smile on Lin Yifan's face, Tatum was not polite. He grabbed the wrist of the man in front of him to feel his pulse. One minute later, Tatum wrote a prescription on a piece of paper, and then gave the prescription to Bai Jin.

The pharmacists in Miaojiang are actually a branch of traditional Chinese medicine. When they treat patients, they also use observation, hearing and questioning. The only difference is that the prescriptions prescribed by traditional Chinese medicine to patients are mainly nourishing and repairing diseases, so that the human body can achieve yin and yang. Harmonize and heal.

The pharmacists in southern Xinjiang combine traditional Chinese medicine and western medicine. They use aggressive medicine and can cure patients in a short time. The disadvantage is that the medicine is too aggressive and it is easy to leave sequelae for the patient. It is similar to the treatment method of western medicine, but it is more harmful to the human body than western medicine. Be smaller.

"Mr. Lin, it's your turn." Tatamu looked at the calm Lin Yifan and said softly.

Lin Yifan nodded, grabbed the wrist of the patient in front of him, and after taking the pulse, he did not prescribe the medicine like Tatamu did, but looked at the patient and said, "Take off the three of you."

The patient treated by Lin Yifan was a man in his 30s. He was taken aback when he heard his words, and subconsciously asked, "What are you doing?"

Tatamu and the others looked at Lin Yifan with puzzled expressions.

After checking the pulse, shouldn't you prescribe medicine?
"Heal your illness." Lin Yifan replied flatly.

The man didn't seem to believe Lin Yifan's words, Mei oh and any actions.

Tatum looked at the man and said, "Do as Mr. Lin says."

The man reluctantly took off his shirt. From the look of the cave in his eyes, it could be seen that he didn't believe Lin Yifan's treatment.

Lin Yifan, who took out the silver needle box from his arms, had a solemn expression. When he picked up the silver needle with his right hand, everything around him seemed to disappear.

The patient in front of me is due to the recurrence of old injuries, which leads to osteoporosis, and the princes have caused mobility problems, so he can only sit in a wheelchair.

Lin Yifan's medical skills would not be able to cure this man's illness once, but he is still sure of getting this patient to stand up temporarily.

As the needles moved up and down, he didn't need to use his eyes to see. As his hands trembled at a high speed, the silver needles pierced the acupuncture points on the man's back accurately, as if piercing his eyes.

Pain flashed across the face of the man in the wheelchair from time to time. He resisted the sharp pain from his back and firmly grasped the armrest of the wheelchair with both hands, which made him not cry out in pain.

The campus suddenly fell into a strange silence, and everyone's eyes fell on Lin Yifan's trembling hands.

In the eyes of Tatamu and Bai Jin, a ball of light burst out, and the eyes of the two of them looked at Lin Yifan again, and they became dignified.

Acupuncture!

It's not that the two of them haven't met before, but it's the first time they've met Lin Yifan like this.Especially Bai Jin, who is known as a poison master, he is also good at using silver needles, but compared with Lin Yifan's method of using needles, he is not worse than 01:30 points.

Ten minutes later, after Lin Yifan took the last silver needle from the man's back, he patted the man's shoulder and said with a smile, "Stand up and try."

stand up?
The man in the wheelchair was obviously stunned for a moment, and then an excited expression flashed across his face. He grabbed the wheelchair's hands, shaking violently, not knowing whether it was because of excitement or nervousness.

Everyone's eyes fell on the man in the wheelchair at this moment, especially when he saw the man standing up slowly with his hands supporting the armrests of the wheelchair, everyone present became a little short of breath.

The man stood up slowly, and moved his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair little by little. When his hands were completely off the armrests of the wheelchair, the man couldn't help it anymore, and laughed wildly, "Stand up, I finally I can stand up again."

A few years ago, when he went to the mountain to collect herbs, he was shot in the back by a black blind man. He never stood up again without the help of external objects. Now, he can stand up with only his own hands.

"You really stood up?"

"It's amazing, even the high priest couldn't get him to stand up, but with a few silver needles, he was able to stand up?"

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed that this man could stand up again with only his own legs.

When the man was just injured, the number one pharmacist high priest in southern Xinjiang personally gave the man information for nearly a month, but in the end he couldn't get him to stand up.

But Lin Yifan just stuck a few needles in the man's body, and he managed to do something that even the high priest couldn't do.

What does this mean?
Lin Yifan's medical skills are much better than the High Priest's!

Let him heal the high priest, there is a great possibility that the high priest will stand up again!
The man tried to take two steps forward. Although her actions at this time looked like a child who had just learned to walk, he could indeed walk with only his legs.

Although he fell to the ground when he took the third step, the man's face flashed an expression of excitement that he had never seen before, "Thank you, thank you, Mr. Lin..."

The man who was helped up by Lin Yifan kept thanking Lin Yifan in various ways.

"You can stand up temporarily. If you want to move freely like a normal person, you still need more treatment." Lin Yifan could understand the excitement when a wheelchair-bound person suddenly stood up. He smiled and patted Patting the man on the shoulder, he said in a concentrated voice.