Urban ancient fairy doctor

Gao Haisheng shouted: "I am the authority in cardiopulmonary medicine! I am the expert! I can tell you for sure that no one can cure Mr. He's disease."

"Your title of expert is nothing in my eyes." Ye Bufan said, "I can also tell you for sure that Chinese medicine can cure the diseases that you can't treat with Western medicine, and I can cure the diseases that you can't! "

Gao Haisheng burst out laughing after hearing this, and said with a look of disdain: "Joke, what a joke, this is the funniest joke I have ever heard in my life!

If Chinese medicine can cure diseases, then even old sows can climb trees! "

Hearing this guy slander Chinese medicine again, Ye Bufan frowned: "Do you dare to make a bet with me? If I can cure Mr. He's disease, you will publicly apologize to Chinese medicine in China.

If I lose, this check is yours. "

He said and took out the one-million-dollar check he had just received from Baicaotang.

Gao Haisheng shook his head and said: "Mr. He is already terminally ill. This kind of bet is meaningless."

Ye Bufan said: "What? Don't you dare?"

Gao Haisheng was a little angry when a young man in his twenties questioned his medical skills one after another, "Since you are so ignorant, I will teach you some lessons.

Isn't it just a bet? If I lose, not only will I publicly apologize to Chinese medicine practitioners in authoritative publications across China, but I will also give you 1 million. "

"It's settled." After Ye Bufan finished speaking, he turned around and handed the check in his hand to He Tianqi. "We also ask Mr. He to notarize it for us."

After saying that, he was about to walk towards He Changqing's bedside, but He Shuangshuang blocked the way and said, "Stop, you are not allowed to touch my grandpa. He is not your bet tool."

Ye Bufan frowned and said, "I am here to treat your grandfather."

He Shuangshuang said stubbornly: "No need, I don't believe you. I will contact the experts from the World Medical Association again about grandpa's illness."

Cao Xinghua stepped forward and said, "Shuangshuang, Xiaoye is indeed a very good Chinese doctor. Please trust him."

He Shuangshuang said: "Grandpa Cao, I only trust you in Chinese medicine. I don't believe he can cure diseases that you can't cure."

Since the bet has been made, Ye Bufan naturally cannot give up halfway. In order to make this stubborn little girl believe it, he said: "Do you think this is good?

I will make a diagnosis for Mr. He first. If the diagnosis is correct,

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You get out of the way, if it's not right I'll turn around and leave. "

He Shuangshuang said: "My grandfather is seriously ill now, you can't touch him."

"No problem. Our Chinese medicine talks about looking, smelling, asking and feeling. I can also determine the condition through inspection."

Ye Bufan already knew He Changqing's condition very well, and he said: "The old man suffered a gunshot wound to his left lung when he was young. Although the injury was not serious, he did not recover very well due to insufficient self-cultivation.

In recent years, the old man drank frequently and suffered from wind and cold, which made his lung disease worse. "

He Shuangshuang's expression changed. Unexpectedly, what the other party said was exactly the same as the old man's situation.

But she still said stubbornly: "Don't say it's useless, just say how is your current condition?"

"The condition is now very serious. The texture of both lungs is thickened, the left costophrenic angle is blunted, and the right pleura is thickened and adhesions are accompanied by effusion.

There is old tuberculosis in the left upper lung, with limited mobility, and the lung lobes are shrinking. The most important point is that the lungs have become increasingly fibrotic..."

After saying this, even Gao Haisheng, who was holding the test sheet in his hand, changed his expression.

He never expected that what this young man said was exactly the same as what he had detected with his precision instruments.

He Shuangshuang was shocked and said with a thought: "I know, Grandpa Cao must have told you my grandfather's situation before, that's why you said it so clearly."

Ye Bufan stopped Cao Xinghua, who was trying to defend himself, and said with a smile: "Since you still don't believe it, let's try another way and talk about your physical condition."

He looked at He Shuangshuang, with a joking look on his face: "Generally speaking, your physical condition is pretty good. You have been practicing martial arts since you were a child. There is a scar on your right leg and an injury on your left arm. When it is cloudy and rainy, you will There is soreness.

I feel uncomfortable in my left chest recently, and there is a lump inside, which is a symptom of hyperplasia.

At the same time, because you have practiced martial arts over the years and have not taken good care of your body, you have suffered from coldness in your body and suffered from dysmenorrhea, which happened just two hours ago..."

"You...shut up!"

Although Ye Shuangshuang is extremely forthright and has a personality close to that of a boy, as a woman, she still can't keep it off her face when she is told about her sex in public.

At the same time, she was extremely shocked in her heart. If her grandfather's condition was too serious, Cao Xinghua might have told her that

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When he complained to Ye Bufan, he had never told anyone about his mother-in-law, so how did this person know about it?

He Tianqi and Gao Haisheng both opened their mouths in surprise. Although they didn't know Ye Shuangshuang's physical condition, judging from her reaction, Ye Bufan was definitely right.

This ability to see other people's situations clearly at a glance is simply beyond human imagination. Could it be that he has an X-ray machine on his eyes?

The only one who was relatively calm was Cao Xinghua. He didn't have too many surprises. How could the heir of the Nine Soul Resurrection Needles be ordinary!

Seeing He Shuangshuang stunned there, Ye Bufan just smiled slightly and ignored it. He walked around to the bed, took out the silver needle and started to treat He Changqing.

He inserted the needle very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he inserted more than a dozen silver needles into the large acupuncture points on He Changqing's chest.

After the silver needle was inserted, the tail of the needle began to tremble non-stop, as if it was equipped with an electric motor, and it would not stop for a moment.

"Nine soul-reviving needles, this is really the soul-reviving nine needles. Lao He is saved this time!"

Cao Xinghua had been watching from the side. He didn't know how to use the Nine Soul-Reviving Needles, but he had read quite a few records and immediately concluded that Ye Bufan used this kind of acupuncture method.

At first he was somewhat uneasy, but now he is convinced.

At the same time, he looked extremely excited. If he could see this legendary acupuncture technique in his lifetime, he would have no regrets even if he died.

Seeing his reaction, He Tianqi asked in surprise: "Uncle Cao, is there anything special about the Nine Soul Needles this time?"

Cao Xinghua calmed down his excitement and said: "The Nine Soul-Reviving Acupuncture is the supreme acupuncture method recorded in ancient Chinese medicine books, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a magic acupuncture.

It concentrates the culmination of acupuncture and moxibustion. Nine needles are a summary of nine acupuncture methods, which are nourishing qi, strengthening muscles, strengthening bones, unblocking meridians... body reshaping and soul rebirth.

Legend has it that as long as you encounter the nine soul-reviving needles, even the dead can be revived. There is a beautiful metaphor for the soul to come out and the impermanence to cry. "

Hearing what Cao Xinghua said was so miraculous, He Tianqi shouted excitedly: "Really? Doesn't that mean my father's illness can be cured?"

"Is it that great?"

After coming back to her senses, He Shuangshuang just murmured in a low voice. She felt that what Cao Xinghua said was too exaggerated, but she still hoped that her grandfather could be cured.

So she didn't say much, and watched Ye Bufan attentively as he used the Nine Soul-Reviving Needles.