Supreme Medicinal God

After talking, Ye Feng handed the microphone to Ryan, and then turned around and walked quickly to the medical center.

"What was he talking about?"

Ryan held the microphone and shrugged doubtfully, his face unexplained.

"He said that you and your fellow Americans will witness a miracle, a miracle belonging to China!"

But before he continued to take advantage of the opportunity to arrange Ye Feng, Tenderness quietly spoke out in a straightforward English language, and brought him to the sarcasm of his mouth, holding back all his stomach.

"Mr. Ye, it seems that you are full of confidence."

After Ye Feng came, Dyson said with a smile while leading the way in front.

"If you can be like me and never fail, you will naturally have such strong self-confidence."

Ye Feng smiled lightly and strode into the door of the medical center.

Dyson was dumb. After a while, he couldn't help but smile and shook his head.

Ye Feng really did not say anything wrong. When a person never fails, he naturally has strong self-confidence.

Only this time, will this confident Chinese young man lose his lead here?

After shaking his head with a smile, Dyson hurried towards Ye Feng.

Not only is the medical center crowded, but the hospital is also crowded, and even the corridors are crowded with onlookers.In addition to some lively patients, there are many foreign doctors wearing white coats and wearing fun colors.

Obviously, these people, like Ryan outside, did not think that Ye Feng could make Bill wake up, thinking that everything he was doing now was a sensation.

But for these people's expressions, Ye Feng directly chose to ignore them and strode into the ward.

Before the final result comes out, it is unnecessary to say more words. Only the hard facts will make these people understand how profound and profound Huaxia Chinese Medicine is.

In the ward, there was already a thin and rich rich man, Bill, who was pale and paperless at the moment, lying motionless on the hospital bed, and if the ventilator beside him was still working slowly, it was suspicious that a dead person was lying here.

"How is the patient's condition today?"

After glancing at Bill, Ye Feng asked an old doctor standing by the bed.

Although there is a gentle translation, the old doctor did not take care of Ye Feng at all, still occupying the best position to see the patient, focusing on the electrocardiograph next to it, as if he would stare at the gaze, it would be seen on the display a flower.

"Mr. Ye, this is Dr. Howson. He is the most authoritative cardiologist for cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases in our country. The treatment of Mr. Bill was previously personally responsible for him."

Upon seeing this, Dyson hurriedly smiled and said to Ye Feng the identity of an old doctor, and then said to Dr. Howson: "Dr. Howard, this is Mr. Ye who is going to treat Mr. Bill next."

"I know who he is..."

Hearing Dyson’s words, Dr. Howson turned his head and glanced up and down at Ye Feng. He unexpectedly spoke a skillful and authentic Chinese language, and he also carried a large and unique Chinese Northeast. Ballast smell.

"Have you been to China?"

Ye Feng heard the sound and couldn't help but asked Doctor Hausen a little surprised.

"Twenty years ago, for some reason, I spent several years in the northeast of China, so I learned the language over there."

Dr. Howson did not deny that he nodded at random and looked at Ye Feng, saying: "While there, I have seen your method of treating patients with traditional Chinese medicine. If I remember correctly, is it correct to ask Wenwen to ask?"

"Yes." Ye Feng nodded.

"Just by observing the patient, and then touching the false and unpredictable pulse, do you really think this can check the patient's condition? IMHO, those TCM doctors I have contacted in China do not seem to do enough in this regard it is good."

Dr. Howson twitched the corner of his mouth dismissively, and then said lightly: "And the doctors I have contacted are older than you, and may have been longer than you."

"We have an old saying in Huaxia, and the master is the teacher. He has been a doctor for a long time, and it does not mean that their medical skills are better. I am sorry. Maybe the Chinese medicine you see happens to be a Chinese medicine. Quack doctor."

Ye Feng shrugged and replied calmly.

He felt that this Dr. Howson was different from the one he had just now. He didn’t have a bad feeling for Hua Xia TCM, but he just happened to be in contact with several unscrupulous quacks, so that Hua Xia TCM left him bad. impression.

"According to your statement, they are quack doctors, so are you a good doctor?" Dr. Howson's lips twitched, and she looked at Ye Feng with a smile: "Since you think you are a good doctor, then use your hopeful means to prove to I see what caused Mr. Bill’s cerebral hemorrhage and what kind of state he is in now."

"Is this a test?"

Ye Feng grinned and looked at Doctor Hausen lightly.

"You can use this as a test, because if your performance does not satisfy me, I will not blindly hand over my patient to anyone. You are also a doctor and you should know that the doctor is responsible for the health of the patient This truth."

Dr. Howson nodded and cut the railway.

"Okay, since you want to see it, then I will show it to you."

Ye Feng nodded, stretched his hand to pull the stool, and sat in front of Bill, who was comatose on the hospital bed. His hand stretched forward slightly and buckled on his vein, and then his eyes narrowed slightly and began to pulse.

What if he really checked the cause of Bill’s cerebral hemorrhage and his current physical condition?

Looking at Ye Feng with calm expression and full of confidence, an unprecedented thought suddenly appeared in Dr. Howson's mind.

But soon, he shook his head.

Cerebral hemorrhage is a worldwide medical problem. When Bill's family was silent, he also used a large number of scientific instruments to roughly restore the reason why Bill had cerebral hemorrhage.

He did not believe that Ye Feng could find out the cause of the disease only through the so-called Wangwenwenqie.

But why does he still feel an uneasy uneasiness in his heart?

"It seems that our doctor Dr. Hausen seems to have arranged a problem for this little doctor in China. I don't know if this little doctor can be approved by Dr. Hausen? You know, our Dr. Hausen is well-known! "

At the same time, following into the medical center, through the glass curtain wall, Ryan paid close attention to the situation in the ward. After seeing this scene, he also picked up the microphone and smiled to the hearts of the TV and Internet audiences. There was a suspense.

After a moment of closing his eyes, Ye Feng got up, reached out and took off the oxygen mask on Bill's face, pinched his chin apart, and after looking at the color of his tongue fur, a confident smile appeared on his face, turning back to Dr. Haussen. :

"The pulse is like a string, the tongue is pale red and slightly green. If I am not mistaken, the patient should have experienced a period of horror and moodiness before the onset?"

what?!

He actually saw the cause of his illness with his naked eyes!

In a word, Dr. Howson's face suddenly changed, like a ghost in the daytime, his eyes staring at Ye Feng strangely.

(End of this chapter)