Chapter 300 Can Chinese Medicine Cure This Disease?
Chen Fan's bland words turned out to be a bit playful.
Even Xue Baiyang couldn't find the words to refute for a while.
Chen Fan... Is it really a fairy?
But is it possible?
"Quick! Take this person for a full body check-up, and don't leave anything behind! β
"Give me the best equipment!"
Xue Yaoyang waved his hand, and the man in white lying on the simple hospital bed was immediately taken away by the staff.
And at this moment, the old pharmacist ignored his old face, pointed at Chen Fan and said, "I studied medicine Jiazi, how could I have ever looked away?" β
"I conclude that this person is just poor resistance, and it will definitely not be tuberculosis!"
Xue Yaoyang also nodded: "Not bad!" Everyone knows the skills of the old pharmacist! Look, hear, ask, cut him is the ceiling! β
"Old pharmacist! It's a humanoid inspection machine! β
"How many dignitaries and nobles are tested in the hospital first, and then let the old pharmacist test it."
"Chen Fan, you are guilty of a trumped-up crime, trying to deduct the old pharmacist!"
"What are your intentions!"
His words can be described as extremely indignant.
His words reminded everyone of the reputation of the old pharmacist.
"That's right! The old pharmacist would never joke with his reputation! β
"The reputation of the old pharmacist, we can see it for all to see, not only the papers but also the actual treatment and saving people over the years, he is outstanding."
"If it weren't for this era, there was a senior of the Holy Hand of Chinese Medicine, then the leading famous doctor of our era would be the old pharmacist!"
The doctors all nodded to each other.
Many wealthy businessmen feel that Xue Yaoyang is right.
After all, no old doctor will have his own reputation to joke about.
At this time, when the old pharmacist saw so many people talking for him, he immediately raised his chin and looked at Chen Fan proudly.
It's just that Chen Fan is now looking for a chair and sitting leisurely, and he doesn't have any thoughts about their words at all.
Seems... Unless Chen Fan wants to, then they are already regarded as nothing.
This kind of appearance of staying out of the matter and hanging high made the old pharmacist and Xue Yaoyang's grandson both angry.
"President Xue!"
"If the patient is not diagnosed with tuberculosis, I want him to give me an explanation!" The old medicine man snorted coldly.
Xue Yaoyang nodded righteously: "Okay!" β
"I, Xue Yaoyang, as the president of the medical seminar, is one of the holders of the three jade wrenches!"
"I have the right to do justice!"
"If Chen Fan slanders you, I can take his jade wrench back instead of Master Wu!"
"After all, I think Master Wu was just bewitched by this Chen Fan!"
Xue Yaoyang's righteous words instantly made the people around him look down on him.
There are many famous doctors and wealthy businessmen around, all of whom are flattering and flattering, saying a lot of flattering words.
And just at this time of "joy", an untimely voice sounded.
"What if I'm not slandering, but just stating the facts?" Chen Fan's fluttering voice came.
His voice was incomparably flat, but when it fell on everyone's ears, it was extremely harsh.
Xue Yaoyang looked coldly: "I can't be wrong, I believe in the vision of the old pharmacist!" β
"Me too!"
"We all believe in the vision and reputation of the old pharmacist!"
"He can't be wrong!"
"Not bad! The old pharmacist is the authority! β
All the doctors were shouting excitedly at the moment.
Their voices are like the waves that overwhelm the mountains.
But Chen Fan didn't care, just smiled slightly.
But before Xue Yaoyang could be held responsible, a staff member came over with a few black films.
"Xue... President Xue. β
"We shine on the shadows of our lungs, and it is... Have tuberculosis. β
The staff's voice was a little trembling.
And Xue Yaoyang and the others who were still touting the old pharmacist just now all shut up instantly, and they didn't even dare to fall on Chen Fan.
"This! It's impossible! Xue Baiyang said with disbelief on his face: "It must be Chen Fan who cheated!" Definitely! β
"Cheating? Is it necessary? Chen Fan smiled lightly: "Let's not talk about it, this is your place, and everyone is your people." β
"Just say, do I need to cheat?"
This rhetorical question instantly made Xue Baiyang shut up.
She also knew very well in her heart that it was indeed the old pharmacist who was wrong.
"It's... How is this possible. β
The old pharmacist snatched the piece from Xue Yaoyang's hand, but just by looking at it, the piece slipped out of his hand.
He... Wrong, indeed.
"My lifetime name has been ruined here."
The old pharmacist sat down on the ground with his legs limp.
At this moment, he raised his head and looked at Chen Fan.
Chen Fan was still sitting, staring ahead.
He could only see Chen Fan's back.
But at this moment, he felt... He saw not people, but gods.
Chen Fan is a real miracle doctor.
"I lost... Don't be wronged. The old medicine man muttered stupidly.
He lost, but he understood very well that Chen Fan was right.
If the man in white is allowed to leave like this today, I am afraid that his condition will deteriorate in less than a week.
Next, there will be chemotherapy for several years, and even after a few years, you will die.
But now, it's still too late.
Chen Fan made a remedy in time.
This made the anger in the heart of the old medicine man disappear, and it was replaced by respect.
However, Xue Yaoyang and others didn't think so.
"Him! He's just blindfolded! β
Xue Baiyang gritted his teeth: "You have the ability, you cure your patient!" β
"Quick, lift the patient up!"
In just an instant, several people in white clothes lifted up an obese woman.
And on the stretcher, her limbs were tied, her eyes were bloodshot, and her pupils were blank.
"This isβ" Jonathan frowned slightly and looked at the medical record in his hand: "Schizophrenia?" β
"Can Chinese medicine cure this disease?"