(Girls' Literature)

Ye Feng's words came out, and a small commotion suddenly set off in the venue, and many people looked at Wang Tianhong with a strange gaze.

The so-called happy pulse is the pulse of a woman's pregnancy.

In the Chinese acupuncture book "Bronze Man Acupuncture and Moxibustion Illustrated Scripture", there is such a medical case:

In the Song Dynasty, there was a prince who thought he was unparalleled in medical skills, and when he went out of the palace to play, he met a pregnant woman.

After the prince checked his pulse, he determined that the woman was pregnant with a woman, while the medical officer Xu Wenbo believed that it was a man and a woman.

The prince didn't believe Xu Wenbo's words, and wanted to open the pregnant woman's belly to see the sex of the fetus.

Xu Wenbo couldn't stop it, and in order to save the woman's life, he had no choice but to use acupuncture to stimulate the pregnant woman's foot and three yin sex.

The fetus fell in response to the needle, and the result was as Xu Wenbo said, it was a twin baby of a man and a woman.

Although this is a story, it is enough to prove that for pregnant women, the acupuncture point of Zusanyin Jiao is a contraindication point for pregnancy.

If the patient is really pregnant, and Wang Tianhong wants to acupuncture and moxibustion for her, it is really just like what Ye Feng said, not to treat the disease, but to kill people.

And once a blood collapse occurs due to acupuncture miscarriage, there may be two deaths.

"Impossible! If it's a happy pulse, how can the old man not be able to diagnose it!"

Wang Tianhong shook his head calmly, pointed at Ye Feng and said angrily: "If you can cure it, you can cure it, if you can't cure it, you will obediently admit defeat, don't spew blood." ”

"I only speak with facts and think about the patient," Ye Feng said coldly......

"You ......"

Wang Tianhong was even more angry.

"Don't argue, wake up the patient first, and ask her if you want to know. ”

After hesitating for a moment, the dean of Chinese medicine started a round.

If the patient is really pregnant, once something happens to acupuncture, it will be a major medical accident, and he cannot afford it.

After waking up the patient with an ice towel on her face, she immediately shook her head shyly and said, "I've only been married for half a month, how can I get pregnant?"

"Ha, boy, you heard it!" Wang Tianhong was overjoyed when he got this reply, and pointed at Ye Feng and sneered.

"You can't get pregnant after more than half a month of marriage? Ask her what she can ask. I recommend giving her a pregnancy test to make sure. “

Ye Feng ignored him and looked at the dean of Chinese medicine and said sincerely.

"This ......" The dean of Chinese medicine hesitated for a moment, looked at Wang Tianhong and said with a dry smile: "Lao Wang, after all, it is a human life, you understand, let's do an examination, it won't be delayed for too long." ”

"Real gold is not afraid of fire, I have full confidence in my judgment!"

Wang Tianhong put away the silver needle, hugged his hands in front of his chest, and said with confidence.

He believes that with his decades of experience in medicine, it is impossible for him to not even be able to get out of the happy pulse.

The speed of the TCM hospital was very fast, and after a while, a nurse from the obstetrics and gynecology department came with an instrument to perform a blood HCG examination on the patient.

In this test, a drop of the patient's blood is taken to check the amount of human chorionic gonadotropin in the body.

The HCG blood test is more accurate than the urine test, and the hormone concentration can also give an approximate indication of the number of days of pregnancy.

The test proceeds quickly, with a drop of blood taken from the patient's finger and a hormone test started in front of everyone.

Dilibili...... After a while, there was a whistle from the instrument.

"Congratulations, you're going to have a baby. Hearing this, the obstetrics and gynecology nurse looked at the patient and congratulated.

What the?!

The patient is really pregnant!

Impossible! Impossible!

Wang Tianhong's face instantly turned pale, and he couldn't accept this fact at all.

Without saying anything, he grabbed the patient's wrist, closed his eyes and began to take the pulse again.

There is no joy pulse!

Or not!

After finishing with his left hand, he put his right hand again, but the result was no different, and he still didn't feel any signs of joy.

"Your instrument is malfunctioning! She's definitely not pregnant!" Wang Tianhong looked at the dean and roared angrily.

"Lao Wang, calm down......"

The dean of Chinese medicine shook his head with a wry smile and said: "We imported this set of machines, and the detection accuracy is extremely high, with an accuracy rate of more than 99 percent, and it is impossible to make mistakes." ”

"The patient should only be pregnant for about two weeks, and the fertilized egg is just starting to develop, in which case the pulse changes very little...... "The little nurse explains.

"It's not two weeks, it's twelve days to be exact. Ye Feng smiled playfully, looked at the patient and said, "Am I right?"

The patient's head was buried in his chest shyly, his hand touched his stomach lovingly, and he nodded: "When I got married, I happened to come to my aunt, and I didn't have sex until three days after I got married, and it was supposed to be a safe period, but I didn't expect ......."

The patient is really pregnant!

Wang Tianhong was like being struck by lightning, covered his chest with his hands, staggered back, and sat heavily on the chair.

"How could it be...... How can this be......"

He muttered, his face pale, and his forehead crawled with cold sweat.

He actually diagnosed the time of the patient's pregnancy by the pulse......

Not only Wang Tianhong, but also the referees and everyone around were stunned by Ye Feng's performance.

It's incredible enough to be able to feel the happy pulse at the second week of pregnancy, but it is impossible to deduce the time of pregnancy from the pulse.

This guy is simply not human...... It's a demon!

"Take good care of the fetus, don't eat anything raw and cold, and pay more attention to it at ordinary times, and then talk to your husband after three months. I hope your baby grows up healthy. ”

Ye Feng smiled, and then took the needle for the patient's acupuncture.

Listening to Ye Feng's words, the patient nodded shyly.

She was pregnant as soon as she got married, and she couldn't do anything more, and she also felt that her husband was really happy.

"Thank you, Doctor, our family will thank you. If it weren't for you, the child wouldn't be able to save it......"

After a few stitches, the patient felt a lot more comfortable, and his face was not as pale as when he came, and when he was carried away by the nurse, he and her husband, who heard the news, thanked Ye Feng for his kindness.

Wow!

When the patient left, a thunderous applause suddenly erupted in the emergency room.

Everyone in the Chinese Medicine Hospital, looking at Ye Feng's eyes, revealed incomparable admiration and gratitude.

It was too dangerous just now, if it weren't for Ye Feng's insistence, Wang Tianhong would have gone down with a needle, and the child would have been finished.

And when that happens, it will be a big medical accident, and the hospital will have to bear a big responsibility.

"In this game, Ye Feng still won!"

Soon, the dean of Chinese medicine looked at Wang Tianhong sympathetically and announced the results of the competition.

Two wins in three games, Ye Feng won two games in a row, and there is no point in trying again.

Wang Tianhong's eyes were scattered, his expression was stunned, and the whole person collapsed on the chair as if he had lost his soul, still trembling and muttering.

In these two games, he not only lost a lot, but he also lost confidence in his own medical skills.

Ye Feng is not a saint, so he has no leisure to sympathize with Wang Tianhong, not to mention that this kind of person is not worthy of sympathy at all.

You will not live!

Completion of the heart!