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In the private clinic, you get serious and don't procrastinate. In half an hour, two cars come back with three doctors.

There were two middle-aged doctors in their forties or fifties, and a female doctor in her sixties.

"Chest disorder?" Before the inspection, they had heard this rare phrase from President Huang's mouth.

"I've never heard of it."

"I seem to have seen it before, but I can't remember."

The old female doctor did not speak, but instead, entered the room and meticulously examined Wei Xin.

Then, Wei Xin came out again for the two middle aged doctors to check his pulse.

"It is indeed a difficult disease, but from the pulse, it seems to be only an imbalance of the heart rate which is very similar to a worrisome disease. In addition to the abnormality in this part, it is not difficult to infer that this is a physiologically acute disease caused by a psychological disease. As for whether it is a cancer or not, it is not easy to directly judge."

Chu Feng secretly nodded at the doctor's words. He really had some skills.

This illness was only recorded in the incomplete manual of the《 Central Origin 10 Medicine》. If Chu Feng did not have an inner force to investigate the situation in Wei Xin's body, he would not have been able to make a decision.

The middle-aged doctor was also the owner of a small clinic. He was experienced and had about seventy to eighty percent experience.

The other was frowning with worry. A bunch of fellow peers were also in front of him, so he didn't dare to speak without thinking. However, he was currently in a difficult situation.

Fortunately, at this time, the Old Madam Chou changed the topic. "Does the diagnostician have a mature medical plan?"

President Huang looked at Chu Feng.

Chu Feng was impersonating the background wall amongst the security guards.

"That's right. The other party is a Chinese doctor, so of course they have a plan for him. However, the contents..." It seems a little special. "

President Huang actually took out a set of acupuncture and the treatment method of setting fire to the blood.

Old Madam Chou immediately slapped the table and stood up: "Which dogshit doctor's treatment plan is this? According to this method, the patient died before waiting for treatment. Treat my ass! "

The principal of the Shenhua Hospital tactfully replied, "That method doesn't work. It seems like he doesn't have a deep understanding of Chinese medicine. Besides, he probably doesn't specialize in Chinese medicine, so his plan of treatment is a bit inappropriate."

"Yeah, how can Chinese medicine be what ordinary people say it is? Then if it's that simple, do we still need to learn for so many years? I'm almost forty years old! " Another Chinese doctor said.

"That's true. I don't think what this mister said is appropriate. Besides, how could such a rare case have such big movements from the very beginning? It must be treated conservatively and then tested repeatedly." The Principal of Chinese Medicine continued.

The two of them did not agree with Chu Feng's method, but the two of them could not think of any other method, and only tried to refute Chu Feng's method.

This made Old Madam Chou a little dizzy, but she had no solution.

After a while, President Huang walked over with an old man. This old man looked elegant, his sharp eyes made him feel inferior and admiration towards anyone he saw.

The Chinese doctor who did not present the diagnosis was talking nonstop, saying that it would not do, but it would not do either. Suddenly, he stopped talking as if he was holding onto the neck of a small chicken.

"Teacher Cheng?!" This old man who was only a few years older than her was called Cheng Baiyuan. She was actually in the same generation as her master, and although she was young, she had extremely high qualifications.

The Centennial Hall of Hung Chung had the largest share of the Chinese patent medicine stores in City T. The ten chains of shops were distributed throughout every district and county in the city, and had a large number of stable customers.

Moreover, as a window to the traditional Chinese medicine, many Chinese medicine could sell some secret medicine through the Centennial Hall of Hung Chung, or they could buy some rare medicine through the Great Hall of Medicine.

Old Madam Chou was naturally well aware of the importance of Cheng Baiyuan in the field of traditional Chinese medicine and traditional Chinese medicine. How could such a person be invited by a small private hospital like President Huang to consult with him?

Cheng Baiyuan sat in the living room of Baotan Mountain's old shop. He would sit in the morning three times a week until one o'clock when his diagnosis ended.

Even if Old Madam Chou couldn't figure it out, he still had to go up and pay his respects when he saw the old man.

He bowed respectfully and solemnly.

The other two Chinese medical doctors didn't even have the qualifications to bow in front of each other, but they still touched each other.

"I have already seen the patient. It is indeed chest disease. In ancient times, it was also known as giant peak disease. Who said that the Bloodletting Therapy was wrong? The only cure is bloodletting. "

Once Cheng Baiyuan said this, Old Madam Chou was ashamed.

"Who is Chu Chu Feng?" Old Man Cheng Baiyuan asked, but in reality, he was only staring at Chu Feng.

It goes without saying that Old Wan and the other two were extremely crude. Wei Xin was one of the patients with the "Giant Peak Disease", while the other guards and security guards were all big dumb. Then, the only one left would be Chu Feng.

Chu Feng stopped pretending and walked out, nodding to the old man.

Even the Old Madam Chou was somewhat indignant.

Where in the world did this fellow come from?

What he did not know was that Cheng Baiyuan had urgently come to visit him, precisely because of him.

How could the current little Chinese medicine have seen the 'Zhong Yuan Ten Medical Records'?

Cheng Baiyuan had only heard of the name of this book.

That was why Cheng Baiyuan came over.

"Doctor Cheng, hello, I am Chu Feng. The plan that I just mentioned, after some discussion between the two doctors, they felt that the method I proposed would not work. Do you have any suggestions?" Chu Feng asked.

Cheng Baiyuan said politely to Chu Feng: "Mr. Chu, I have already heard about the treatment from Little Yellow."

The President Huang at the side, who was addressed as "Little Yellow", didn't seem to mind at all.

Chu Feng then told Cheng Baiyuan the content again. After Cheng Baiyuan finished listening to what Chu Feng had to say, he laughed.

A Chinese doctor still didn't understand the situation, so he said, "Ah, Elder Cheng, can you not lose too much blood after treatment?"

Traditional Chinese Medicine Cheng still didn't say anything. He waited for the two Chinese Medicine to finish speaking, then he pointed out the mistakes they made.

When the two Chinese medical students saw that Cheng Baiyuan did not speak, they thought that Cheng Baiyuan had tacitly acknowledged them.

Therefore, one of them arrogantly said, "Elder Cheng, you don't have to worry. If you don't want to make a decision, then I will just use western medicine to remove the lesion."

"Two Chinese doctors, don't you feel that there's something wrong with your words?" Cheng Baiyuan coldly snorted.

"Is there a problem?" "What's the problem?" The two Chinese medical doctors doubtfully asked.

"Do you two know Chinese medicine? If you understand, then why do you say that the Chu's methods are not working, and that you can't even diagnose cardiothoracic diseases, what else can you say? " Cheng Baiyuan said angrily.

The two Chinese medical cultivators were so angry that their faces were flushed red, they did not know what to do, and could only stand there speechlessly.