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Soon, two patients took the stage.

The two men looked much more relaxed. One of them was holding his stomach and was helped up by a middle-aged man. He looked very uncomfortable, but he didn't seem to be seriously ill.

The other one was more miserable. He came up with an oxygen tube, but he was sitting in a wheelchair, and he was still very young.

Pi Yangyang glanced over, then revealed a strange smile.

He recognized the person in the wheelchair. It was Fei Shuaijie who had caused trouble on the construction site that day.

As arrogant as Fei Shuaijie was that day, he is as sad today.

At this time, Fei Shuaijie was sitting in a wheelchair, feeling a little breathless, and his lips were purple.

When these two came on stage, Ma Shixuan immediately pointed at Fei Shuaijie and said, "I choose this one."

He was eager to prove his medical skills, so when he saw that Fei Shuaijie seemed to be more seriously ill, he chose Fei Shuaijie.

But he had a little idea in mind.

After all, Fei Shuaijie is young, and even if he is seriously ill, his recovery ability is much stronger than that of the elderly.

The man who was holding his stomach was over sixty years old and very thin. It was obvious that he had a very poor physical condition.

The person pushing the wheelchair was about to push Fei Shuaijie over.

Fei Shuaijie, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was anxious. "I don't want him to treat me. I want that... Mr. Pi to treat me..."

He pointed at Pi Yangyang and said excitedly.

Ma Shixuan, who was about to see the patient, suddenly looked embarrassed and could not help but snorted, "Then go find him to treat you."

Unexpectedly, just as he was turning the wheelchair, Pi Yangyang said calmly, "No, I can't cure your disease."

Fei Shuaijie said with a sad face: "Mr. Pi, I know I have offended you, but... I have also paid the price. You saw that I would have lung failure at the construction site that day, which shows that you are really amazing. I also saw you cure two people just now from the audience, I..."

Before he could finish, Pi Yangyang waved his hand and said, "Medicine can cure immortals, and Buddha can save those who are destined to be saved. If you had listened to me that day and went to the hospital for a check-up immediately, your illness might not have been so serious. It's too late to come to me now."

Fei Shuaijie panicked and almost cried, begging bitterly: "Mr. Pi, I know you are still angry with me... I know I was wrong. I should never have thought of attacking your construction site. But I have already paid the price. My uncle... my uncle has also been arrested..."

As he spoke, he burst into tears.

Pi Yangyang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect that Tan Deshuang would be arrested so quickly.

It seems that Mr. Xue and Guo Weiguo must have put in a lot of effort behind the scenes.

"You know you've offended me before, aren't you afraid that I can kill you with just one shot?"

Pi Yangyang was in a much better mood and said jokingly.

At this time, Fei Shuaijie was breathing heavily again because he said a few more words, and his face turned purple.

It seems that he is having extraordinary difficulty breathing now.

Some old Chinese doctors in the audience shook their heads and said, "How could he have lung failure at such a young age?"

"You can't treat eczema externally, and you can't treat asthma internally. This is a clear rule among doctors. His disease... is difficult to treat."

"He really knows how to ask for help. He knew that he had offended Mr. Pi, but he still went to ask him to treat his illness..."

Lu Xiuran, Ai Qiuming and Mao Deyong on the stage couldn't help but shake their heads sadly.

Seeing Fei Shuaijie's current condition, they are not sure about the treatment.

Ma Shichang, who originally wanted to choose to treat Fei Shuaijie, was secretly glad that this unlucky guy was unwilling to be treated by him.

Otherwise, instead of being able to stand out, you will end up making a fool of yourself.

The people present didn't care whether Fei Shuaijie's disease was difficult to treat or not, they only looked at the treatment results.

"Mr. Pi, as long as you treat me, I will work like a slave for you. By the way, I can also give you a reward..."

Fei Shuaijie wants to die now.

He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of the feeling of drowning and being unable to breathe.

After calming down a little, he immediately pleaded with Pi Yangyang.

"I'll give you all the money I've earned from scams over the years, as long as you can give me a break..."

He was so anxious that he was a little incoherent.

Pi Yangyang couldn't help but burst out laughing and said, "You also know that your money was earned by scamming people?"

Fei Shuaijie did not dare to refute and continued to beg: "Mr. Pi, 20 million, is 20 million enough? If not, I will ask my dad to borrow..."

Pi Yangyang waved his hand, "Okay, twenty million. But let me make it clear, it's impossible for you to completely recover to your previous state. I can only guarantee that as long as you don't commit suicide, you can live like a normal person."

Fei Shuaijie was stunned and asked in confusion: "I am asking for death? No, don't worry, I will never cheat anyone again..."

"It's not that. It's that you can't touch cigarettes or alcohol from now on."

Pi Yangyang picked up a golden needle and said calmly.

"That's no problem. I will never touch it again..."

Fei Shuaijie immediately nodded in agreement.

Pi Yangyang waved his hand and a wheelchair was pushed in front of him.

"Take off your shirt." Pi Yangyang's fingers shook, the golden needle trembled, and then he said to Fei Shuaijie.

The person pushing the wheelchair quickly stepped forward and took off Fei Shuaijie's shirt, and Pi Yangyang slowly inserted two gold needles into two "lung points" on his back.

Then, he picked up the third golden needle...

At this time, Ma Shixuan, who was secretly glad in his heart, was already taking the old man's pulse.

"Doctor, I've had severe stomach pains lately. I vomit whatever I eat, even water..."

The old man looked exhausted, his voice was weak and he had no energy at all.

Ma Shixuan looked calm and composed. He placed three fingers on the old man's left hand, his eyes slightly closed, and said slowly, "Don't talk."

The old man didn't say anything, but he still held his stomach and groaned in pain.

A minute later, Ma Shichu released his fingers and said, "You have a weak spleen and stomach, which causes anorexia, vomiting, diarrhea, bloating, and limb weakness. In severe cases, it can cause stomach cramps and unbearable pain..."

The old man nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes, this is the symptom. Doctor, can it be cured?"

Ma Shixuan said without hesitation: "It can be cured. This disease is not difficult. I will write you a prescription. You can go home and boil it in the morning and evening. Take it for a week and the symptoms will be relieved."

As he said this, he picked up a pen and started to write the prescription.

At this moment, Pi Yangyang, who had just finished acupuncture, subconsciously looked over here and his eyes fell on the old man.

He heard everything Ma Shixun said very clearly.

Seeing that Ma Shixuan was so sure and was already writing a prescription, he couldn't help but say, "If you prescribe a prescription based on spleen and stomach deficiency, I'm afraid it won't cure his illness, but will kill him!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

Ma Shixun is undoubtedly the best among the three major traditional Chinese medicine families.

The prescription he prescribed could actually be fatal?

Huang Xu in the audience couldn't help but say, "Mr. Pi, isn't that a bit alarmist? Even if the prescription for spleen and stomach coldness can't cure this old man's illness, it won't kill him, right?"

Ma Shixuan was furious, staring at Pi Yangyang fiercely, and said in a cold voice: "Young man, you did cure two people, and Dr. Xie also highly respects you. But this is not a reason for you to look down on your seniors! This old man suffers from a weak spleen and stomach. Isn't there any other prescription besides this pathology?"

Lu Xiuran also looked at Pi Yangyang curiously, because he knew that Pi Yangyang would never talk nonsense.

Sure enough, Pi Yangyang stood up, walked to the old man, took a closer look, then turned to Ma Shixuan and said, "Are you sure he has a spleen and stomach deficiency?"

At this time, Mao Deyong stood up and said, "Yes, he does have a cold spleen and stomach syndrome, and he has been diagnosed in the hospital."

"If it was so simple, why would you be chosen for the test?" Pi Yangyang said slowly.

Lu Xiuran's eyes flickered, and then he said, "Mr. Pi, the hospital diagnosed that he did have a cold spleen and stomach. However, when he was in the hospital, he received a combination of Chinese and Western medicine, and his condition did not improve at all, and even became more and more serious. I also examined him, and I really couldn't see any other problems, so I think his condition may not be as simple as it seems..."

Pi Yangyang nodded in appreciation and said, "President Lu does have some vision. His illness is indeed not as simple as it seems."

Ma Shichu's expression became a little ugly, and he said angrily: "Then tell me, what is his illness? How to treat it?"