Chapter 225: Old-timers to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea!

Hanging silk diagnosis pulse, the earliest transmission with Sun Simiao, when the Taizong period, the eldest grandson queen was pregnant in October and did not give birth, depression and illness, and finally Taizong asked Xu Maogong, to get a folk holy hand doctor Sun Simiao, especially better than gynecology, because it can not be contacted with the queen's golden body, so Sun Simiao's hanging silk diagnosis pulse, to help the eldest grandson queen successfully give birth to a dragon son, appreciated by Taizong. Later generations have been passed down in the world, and the diagnosis of the pulse of the hanging filament has been respected by countless people, but there are very few who can really show it.

"It's hard for anyone to predict until the end."

"Don't be too happy, even if Zhang Yushu wins this game, it is just a tie with Su Chen, and now Su Chen is already invincible."

Tang Zhenxiong's expression was grim, he looked at the two people around him coldly, and said in a cold voice:

"Noise, who wins and who loses, because of what are you doing?"

Several people around smiled wryly, and continued to look at Su Chen on the stage.

Su Chen's face was calm, calm and calm, he was not completely sure of the suspensory pulse at the beginning, because he wanted to rely on this silk thread to find out the patient's condition clearly, it was simply a fantasy, and the person who could perform the suspensory diagnosis pulse throughout the ages was only Sun Simiao.

However, when Su Chen opened the three meridians, his perception of things was obviously on a higher level, completely incomparable, as long as according to the subtle changes, he could clearly distinguish, deafness and vision is the most important step in the diagnosis of the suspensory pulse, from the patient's skin, expression, complexion, mental state, and even breathing, he can feel how the patient's condition is, the frequency of the pulse beating, the strength and weakness, to determine the patient's condition. Of course, the suspensory pulse diagnosis has already thought that modern medicine is impossible, and even professional Chinese medicine practitioners will not believe it, because only relying on a thin thread to visit the patient is completely speculation, not enough evidence.

But Zhang Yushu knows that the diagnosis of the pulse of the hanging filament is really zài!

Because he had long heard that Zhang Zhongjing, the ancestor of the Zhang family, once knew the stunt of suspensory silk diagnosing pulse, and the people who could perform the unique skill of suspensory silk diagnosing pulse were all masters in the medical field, and even a miracle of the times.

"Really? This guy can't be trying to sensationalize, right? Wang Tianqiao touched his nose, and it was a little difficult to be confident, but he still gave a positive attitude towards Su Chen's medical skills.

"I can't say, there are too many people who are in vain now."

Zheng Chengguang pursed his lips and disagreed.

"Even the suspensory pulse may not be able to understand the patient's condition well, and it seems to be much stronger than some people. Hum. Wang Tianqiao sneered, meaning something, referring to the meaning of Sang scolding Huai, which couldn't be more obvious.

Zheng Chengguang's face changed, and he said in a deep voice:

"What do you mean, Wang Tianqiao, don't think I'm afraid of you."

"Look, Su Chen has withdrawn the thin thread." Tang Zhenxiong looked at this scene intently, and couldn't help but whisper.

Everyone's eyes are focused on Su Chen's body, even Zheng Chengguang and Wang Tianqiao are no longer quarrelling, Tang Minghuang, Zhang Qian, Liang Chang and other judges are all waiting for Su Chen's final results, to see if he can really rely on the suspensory pulse diagnosis to feel the patient's condition clearly, this is the most important thing, but most people still have a wait-and-see attitude, thinking that Su Chen may not be able to make a splash and do such a shocking thing. I have long ceased to believe in the existence of the suspensory diagnostic pulse.

In a sense, the suspensory pulse diagnosis is also one of the medical skills, but its difficulty is too high, so many people are difficult to touch the threshold, so that the skill of the suspensory wire diagnosis is completely lost.

"That's it. Do you want to take the pulse first and see how the old man's condition is? ”

Su Chen looked at Zhang Yushu with a smile, the latter did not speak, but still walked straight towards the old man, and after nodding to the old man, he took the old man's wrist and called his pulse.

After a while, Zhang Yushu nodded slightly, the old man's condition was a little complicated, and it could even be said that he was riddled with various diseases and was difficult to treat, but because of this, he wanted to see if Su Chen could tell the old man's condition one by one.

"Say it, Su Chen, don't sell it. Zhang Yushu has also taken the pulse. ”

"Wait—I'm going to take the pulse first, too." As soon as Liang Chang finished speaking, Tang Minghuang was also a little unable to sit still, he didn't believe Su Chen, he was just out of respect for traditional Chinese medicine and the quintessence of Huaxia, so he was ready to give the old man the No. 1 pulse, wanting to witness whether Su Chen's hanging silk diagnosis pulse was a speculation based on the gourd painting scoop, or was it really outstanding, which shocked everyone.

After Zhang Yushu, Tang Minghuang once again made a comprehensive diagnosis of the old man's condition, and finally nodded slightly, which was completely over.

"This time, you can start, Su Chen." Zhang Qian looked at Su Chen with a smile, if he can really show the suspensory pulse to the fullest, then he will definitely become a new star in the future medical world, and even a contemporary superstar, a person so young can really create a height that many medical predecessors have failed to reach in their lifetime.

"Okay, then I'll talk about it. The old man suffered from myocardial infarction, overwork when he was young, and today's lumbar muscle soreness and glaucoma. He has twelve years of rheumatic bone disease in his legs, and his blood pressure is high, accompanied by slight hypertension, deep in his internal organs, it seems that he has been hit hard, but that was many years ago, and he can live to this day, I have to say that it is a miracle, the old man's condition is very complicated, but it is not fatal, but he is old, and some diseases are unavoidable. ”

Su Chen told all the old man's illnesses, and at this moment, Tang Minghuang and Zhang Yushu were full of shock, because what Su Chen said was almost no different from them, but the only thing that the two of them did not diagnose was that the old man's internal organs were hit hard when he was young.

"Myocardial infarction, lumbar creature softening, glaucoma, rheumatic bone disease, and high blood pressure, you're right. It's just too magical, hanging filament to diagnose the pulse, I didn't expect this kind of medical technique to really exist, if you just rely on hope and smell, it is absolutely impossible to understand all the patient's condition. ”

Tang Minghuang until now, the surprise on his face still did not disappear, he kept nodding, his expression was extremely strict, the medical skill of diagnosing the pulse of the suspensory filament can be developed to this day is absolutely unexpected, after countless generations of research and speculation, there has been no thorough study of the diagnosing pulse of the suspensory filament, and even in the medical world has not heard of it for hundreds of years, there are still people who can perform this stunt.

"It can't be true, can it? My master said at the beginning that it is impossible to diagnose the pulse of the suspensory filament. ”

"It's better to hear than to see, today I finally saw a master."

"This is definitely a miracle in the medical world, I haven't heard anyone say for hundreds of years that there are still people who can diagnose the pulse of the suspensory thread, and even many people have been self-righteous before, and finally they have been exposed."

"In my opinion, it will definitely not, if Su Chen is really diagnosing the pulse, then Zhang Yushu, the heir of the Zhang family, will lose this game, whether it is from the patient's condition or the way of diagnosis, he is better than him. How could the heirs of the Zhang family give away the victory to others? And for the Zhang family, it is not just a matter of face, if Zhang Yushu is defeated, it will definitely disgrace the entire Zhang family, a family of medical Taoists with hundreds of years of inheritance is not as good as a wild man, no matter how you say it, this thing is unreasonable. ”

The discussion of a group of people pushed Su Chen to the forefront, and Zhang Yushu also became silent in this round of competition.

Tang Minghuang's recognition is the biggest guarantee, Su Chen understands the patient's condition so clearly, it can only be said that the diagnosis of the suspensory pulse is too magical!

"I really can't imagine that there will be such a miraculous diagnosis in this world, it's really better to hear than to see, I didn't come in vain, haha."

Zhang Qian was overjoyed, Su Chen was definitely the dragon and phoenix among people, with his observation, this son would definitely not be a thing in the pool in the future, otherwise, the old man would not appreciate and rely on him so much.

"Yes, there are talents from all generations, and they have led the way for decades. The medical saint Hua Tuo led an era, and in later generations, there will be a heavenly master Bian Que, Zhongjing Shizhen, I am afraid that this young man will inevitably roar for nine days in the future. ”

Liang Chang stood from the perspective of a senior Chinese medicine practitioner and said solemnly.

Yang Yudi was excited and wept, full of joy, her man became the focus of attention, she was the most gratified, of course, the stunt that had been lost for thousands of years such as hanging silk pulse diagnosis was reproduced in Su Chen's hands, which also made her very happy.

Just when everyone was praising Su Chen, Zhang Yushu said lightly:

"It's wrong, the old man's internal organs haven't been hit hard."

"Say whatever you want." Su Chen disagreed, looking at Zhang Yushu.

"Although your suspensory pulse diagnosis is good, but the diagnosis is wrong, I'm afraid it is also slightly flawed, this competition, I think you should lose."

Zhang Yushu said coldly, if he wins this game, it means that he still has room for maneuver, and the Zhang family and his own face will not be completely lost, but if he loses, it will be equivalent to a complete loss of face.

"Old man, now you should sue him if your internal organs have been hit hard." Zhang Yushu was full of confidence and looked at the patient diagnosed by Su Chen.

The old man looked at Su Chen and Zhang Yushu, shook his head slightly, and said:

"I really haven't been hit hard."

Zhang Yushu smiled awe-inspiring and looked at Su Chen with a sneer.

"That's not right! I remembered that when I was resisting US aggression and aiding Korea, I was hit by a tank and flew over, and it hit me in the chest, and I was in a coma for two days and one night, and finally recuperated for a month before gradually recovering. The old man suddenly raised his head and muttered.

"I didn't expect the old man to be an old-timer to resist US aggression and aid Korea, and he was disrespectful."

Su Chen smiled at the old man, but at this moment, Zhang Yushu's face was quite ugly, full of unparalleled unwillingness!

[Author's digression]: Today's two changes, the first one!