It's not that he believes that Ye Wudao's medical skills are better than Zhou Fusheng's, but because he still has urgent things to do later, and he really can't wait, so he has to be a dead horse doctor.

Zhao Kexin saw that those patients came back to her side to line up, and only one patient went over to see him, and the corners of his mouth suddenly smiled slightly, and he despised Ye Wudao even more.

And Ye Wudao didn't have so much thought, and finally a patient came, which made him happy, this patient was a man in his thirties, with dark skin, a sense of wind and frost on his face, and the clothes on his body were also very ordinary, and he didn't look like a rich man.

Ye Wudao did not like Zhao Kexin, first carefully inquired about the patient's situation, and then helped the patient take the pulse, etc., but glanced at him, the whole process took less than three seconds, directly picked up the pen and wrote a string of names of Chinese medicinal materials on the list, and then handed it to him and said: "Okay, you take the medicine list and go over there to grab the medicine, there are three pairs of medicines in total, three bowls of water are boiled into a bowl, drink one pair a day, three days." ”

The patient was stunned with the medicine list, and he couldn't react for a long time, he hadn't even said what the disease was, and he hadn't even taken his pulse, so the doctor asked him to grab the medicine, was he the doctor who saw the doctor?

"Doctor...... I haven't said anything about my own condition?" the man said with some displeasure.

"Needless to say, you just have some gastritis, it's not too serious, you will be relieved by taking these three medicines, remember not to stay up late often in the future, remember to eat on time, and take care of your stomach." Ye Wudao said.

The situation on Ye Wudao's side naturally also attracted the attention of Zhao Kexin and the other patients, this doctor clearly didn't even look at it just now, and just said that people have gastritis, would it be too child's play?

"This guy...... It's not going to be a fake doctor, is it?"

"I think it's most possible, how can anyone who didn't even ask, didn't even check the pulse, and insisted that the person had gastritis, did he think he was a miracle doctor? Fortunately, I didn't see him just now. ”

"He's so young, not as old as my son, can he be a miracle doctor? Even a miracle doctor has to wait and hear before he can diagnose the condition, and I think he obviously doesn't know how to pretend to understand. ”

"That's it, I think Zhou Lao is also confused, how did I find such a person to come back to help people see a doctor, what if I treat the dead?"

The patients in Renhetang began to talk in a whisper, no wonder they doubted Ye Wudao's medical skills, how could anyone see a doctor like him, just glanced at it, and it didn't even take half a minute to draw conclusions.

Zhao Kexin also frowned, dissatisfied with Ye Wudao's careless cooking, it was rare that this was ...... The teacher said that the doctor was even more powerful than the teacher?

"I'm sorry, sir, he's new, if you're not at ease, come over and let me check it out for you. Zhao Kexin said.

Generally speaking, when two doctors see a doctor, even if there is any dispute or suspicion, they usually talk about it in private, or even question it, instead of slapping each other in the face in front of everyone, so that the other party can't get off the stage.

But Zhao Kexin can't manage so much, she can't let this Ye Wudao ruin her teacher and Renhetang's reputation, but the man who let Ye Wudao see a doctor looked surprised, he knows what kind of illness he has, and his problem is not only a day or two, but a long time.

He is a taxi driver, often eats irregularly, and sometimes even stays up late, staying up until three or four o'clock in the morning, so he has stomach problems.

He went to the hospital for a gastroscopy a few days ago, and the result of the examination was superficial gastritis, because Western medicine does not have a good treatment for stomach diseases, as Ye Wudao said just now, let him eat on time and stay up as little as possible.

However, because the side effects of Western medicine are too great, and he has to drive a taxi to make a living, he planned to get some Chinese medicine to recuperate, and this doctor actually saw that his problem was coming at a glance.

He just wanted to say that what Ye Wudao said was right, just at this time, Zhao Kexin opened his mouth and said that he wanted to help him check his condition, this man suddenly had a little caution, took his words back, and thought secretly: "Renhetang is really worthy of his reputation, even an ordinary doctor can see his condition in the same way, and this girl is Zhou Fusheng's apprentice, she should be even more powerful, let her check it." ”

However, after checking, he didn't throw away the prescription that Ye Wudao prescribed him just now, he got up and walked over, Zhao Kexin asked someone to bring him a chair to sit down, and then began to take his pulse.

I don't know if Zhao Kexin is conceited? Or she wants to deter Ye Wudao, she didn't ask about this man's situation, but took the pulse by herself, after a while, she let go of the man's left hand, and then took the pulse of his right hand, and after knowing it, she raised her head and glanced at Ye Wudao with disdain, before she said to the man: "I have already checked it for you just now, you don't have gastritis, just a little spleen deficiency, I'll prescribe a prescription for you, you can go back and eat it." ”

"I'll just say, that doctor is from Hu, how can he know the condition without even checking the pulse, or the disciple of Master Zhou is responsible enough, he is not only skilled in medicine, but also looks so beautiful......"

"Isn't that right, Dr. Zhao is beautiful and can see a doctor, if my son can get her as a daughter-in-law, it will be a blessing for our old Zhang family. ”

"Old man Zhang, don't daydream, just your son who can't support the wall in the mud, will Dr. Zhao look down on him?"

"His son can't do it, but my kid has a chance, my boss is a civil servant, filial piety, stable income, and five insurances and one housing fund, but I don't know if this Dr. Zhao has a boyfriend? If not, I will introduce my boss to her, if it does, it will be a good story." ”

The words of others' praise for her fell into Zhao Kexin's ears word for word, making her not only shy, but also a little more arrogant and conceited, only Zhou Fusheng vaguely had a bad premonition, he had seen Ye Wudao's diagnostic technique, and his apprentice was afraid that it would be ......

"Spleen deficiency?"

The taxi driver didn't expect it to be two completely different diagnoses, if he hadn't been to the gastroscopy, he would definitely not hesitate to believe Zhao Kexin's judgment, however......