Although his method of comparison is very crude, it is quite fair in terms of the existing conditions, and Zhang Daring naturally has no objections.

"Okay. Please start with me first!" Zhang boldly replied and gave Zheng Yueyang a first chance.

Zheng Yueyang is also very polite. He stood up straight and walked over to the lobby manager to help him start his pulse.

After a while, Zheng Yueyang relaxed the lobby manager's wrist and said confidently, "I have been diagnosed, now it's up to you to show your skills!"

Then he sat down on the couch and asked the lobby manager what kind of illness he was suffering from.

Zhang boldly shook his head slightly, walked up to the lobby manager, did not help him, but stared at him cautiously, and then sat back.

The lobby manager saw that he was not moving. Are you willing to give up?

A group of onlookers, seeing this situation, were shaking their heads repeatedly, which was a pity for Zhang Daring.

Of course, they didn't have confidence in Zhang's boldness, but felt that he lost too quickly, too thoroughly, and a little boring!

After the lobby manager's illness was over, Zheng Yueyang waited for 32 minutes and asked, "How is it?"

Daniel Zhang listened to the flying fingers, smiled and said, "Well done!" Let's compare with each other.

"Okay! I'll see what you wrote about it. Zheng Yueyang replied, and then stood in front of Zhang Daring.

The two exchanged phones and checked each other's descriptions of the illness. Zheng Yueyang saw Zhang's bold phone written on it, "Cirrhosis of the liver, loss of appetite, frequent fatigue, bloating!"

"You...... You...... How do you know about cirrhosis?" Zheng Yueyang looked at Zhang Daring in disbelief and asked impatiently.

Without waiting for a bold answer, the lobby manager rushed to the front and said, "Mr. Zheng, this is ...... ......It's so sacred! I do suffer from cirrhosis. I only checked last week. ”

Hearing the confirmation from the lobby manager, the surrounding tourists were shocked. The young man really saw the illness of the lobby manager.

He just looked at the lobby manager and if there was no continuous pulse, he could confirm his symptoms. This is...... Is this fantastic?

"Groove! This is really called a miracle doctor. Doctor ...... "The boss Huang Guanghuang is unabashed.

Zhang Daring didn't take these people's reactions seriously, but returned the phone to Zheng Yueyang and praised: "Yes! This is just a pulse that can indicate that he has cirrhosis."

His words of praise for Zheng Yueyang's ears were very harsh. He has been engaged in medical research for more than 20 years and has been engaged in medicine for more than 10 years. How can he compare to a boy in his twenties?

When he saw the manager in the hall, he could only see his illness. Can't a blind cat touch a dead mouse?

"Hmph! We've all been properly diagnosed. This game doesn't count!" Zheng Yueyang was a little annoyed and denied the idea.

Seeing that he seemed to be having fun, the surrounding audience began to laugh more and more unscrupulously, and the bald people criticized him even more.

"No?" you've been looking at your pulse for a long time. People just look in the eyes. Who can see it?

Zheng Yueyang has been studying medicine for more than 20 years. He remains confident in his talent in TCM. How could he be defeated by an unknown boy today?

"You know what? I said I should try again. Is there anyone willing to stand up and let the two of us diagnose it?" Zheng Yueyang shouted.

The boss was yellow, seeing him bullying Xiao, he still refused to admit defeat, and then the unfair voice, the road looked unfair: "I'm here! You two can help me diagnose!"

The onlookers saw someone come up, but they were crazy with their applause and cheers, "Okay! ”

In just ten minutes, these onlookers are completely on the bold side, because power is always the best weapon to conquer the world!

Zheng Yueyang had studied medicine for more than 20 years before he first glimpsed the path of Chinese medicine and became a famous master of the apricot tree.

When he heard someone call Zhang Dang a divine doctor, he naturally thought he was a liar of the world.

But now the reality of the red fruit shows that Zhang Daring is not only a traditional Chinese medicine, but also a very clever medicine, which seems to be above him.

How does this make a proud and conceited man feel it? Coupled with a crowd of onlookers, Zhang's bold cheers made it more and more difficult for him to accept.

"Zhang Kang, do you dare to try again?" Zheng Yueyang challenged Zhang Daring in a moment of emotion.

Nowadays, with the decline of Chinese medicine, more and more people do not believe in it and even question it, describing it as a ploy to pretend to be a god and deceive ghosts.

And this Zheng Yueyang, who can rely on his pulse, sees that the hall manager suffers from cirrhosis of the liver, and he is also a little skillful, so he is bold and doesn't want to tear his face, which makes him too embarrassed.

But in the face of Zheng Yueyang's urgent pace, Zhang Daring was unwilling to give up, he didn't care about the myth of doctors, but he couldn't see doctors, he was still a brilliant Chinese medicine doctor in medicine, with strong self-esteem, arrogance, and arrogance.

As a doctor, whether it is Chinese medicine or Western medicine, you should have a pot of benevolence, not to win the heart of jealousy.

"You have to be better than this, right? and then I'll make you real!" Zhang boldly looked at Zheng Yueyang, his words confirmed.

Looking at the bustling guests, Zhang boldly and decisively responded to the battle, jumping up more and more excitedly, and some even whistled.

When the lobby manager saw them roaring, he had no choice but to just disperse them, so he walked towards them one by one to reassure them.

The bald boss looked at the manager of the hall defiantly, walked in front of Zheng Yueyang, stretched out his wrist and said, "Please do it!"

Zheng Yueyang turned his head and looked at him boldly, cowardly, and timidly. He took the wrist of his boss Huang and helped him start his pulse.

Although he fought bravely in his heart, the boss Huang Mai was still very serious, closed his eyes slightly, and carefully explored the pulse.

However, after three or five minutes of probing, he never found anything wrong with Boss Huang, but there was some discord between his stomach and spleen.

Just like this extremely simple disease, Zhang Daring should also be able to detect it. In this way, is it impossible to distinguish between winners and losers?

The same goes for the boss. Obviously, there is nothing wrong with it. Why do we take the initiative to stand up? What are the two forces!

"Okay!" I discovered the disease and changed it. Zheng Yueyang let go of Huang's wrist and said sullenly.

When the boss saw the fading on his face, he thought he shouldn't be able to find anything decent, so he laughed contemptuously and boldly walked towards Zhang.

Once he walked out of his leg, Zhang Dadan smiled and said, "Yes! You can't shake it." I've seen your shortcomings. ”

Look at it again? Zheng Yueyang's face suddenly changed, and his body trembled slightly. Isn't that great?

Cirrhosis of the liver of the lobby manager is a more serious condition. Perhaps we can see some clues in his skin color.

But this disharmony between the spleen and stomach is just a common little problem, and there are not many adverse reactions, he just looks at it, can he see it?

Although the surrounding audience didn't know the mystery of this, seeing Zhang Daring through the same appearance, they could judge the situation, but they became more and more fanatical.

"Good ......" you ...... Now seeing it again, let's compare. Zheng Yueyang didn't say anything in his heart.

Zhang boldly saw that he had not given up on his heart. He took out his phone and wrote down his illness.

(End of chapter)