"Can you represent the Rejuvenation Hall?"

He Fan glanced at Ye Tian with a proud expression.

"Of course, Little Master Ancestor can represent the Rejuvenation Hall!"

Fang Hong saw that He Fan looked like Lao Tzu was the best in the world, and he was angry.

"Haha, Fang Hong, what do you call him?"

He Fan was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

Little Master?

Was Fang Hong making him laugh?

"Laugh, staying will make you laugh!"

Fang Hong sneered, He Fan, a guy who has no one in his eyes, if he doesn't educate him well, he doesn't know why the flowers are so red.

"Say, how do you want to fight!"

Ye Tian's face did not change color, and he was not affected at all.

"Simple, the specified time, whoever sees more patients, and does not make mistakes, wins!"

He Fan didn't take Ye Tian in his eyes.

"Okay!" Ye Tian nodded.

"If you lose, the Rejuvenation Hall will be rebuilt!" He Fan pressed step by step.

"What if I win?"

"You can't win!" He Fan was full of confidence, except for Fang Qinghan himself, otherwise, he had no possibility of losing.

"Let's get started!"

He Fan didn't talk nonsense, and with a wave of his hand, the first patient stepped forward.

"Little Master, I'll move tables and chairs for you!"

Fang Hong frowned, this product is really shameless, he said that he started at the beginning, and he didn't even give time to prepare.

"No need!"

Ye Tian shook his head, then took out his mobile phone and sent a text message.

While speaking, He Fan had already begun to diagnose the disease.

"Young man, I have lumbar spine pain, do you see if there is any way!"

An old man walked up and faltered.

"I'll give you a massage!"

He Fan stepped forward and helped the uncle with a massage, and after a few minutes, the uncle was overjoyed, and the lumbar spine pain that had tormented him for a few days was relieved a lot.

"Young man, I've had stomach cramps for days!"

Seeing that the uncle stretched his body, without the pain just now, many people's eyes lit up and they moved forward.

"You are caused by stomach bloating, I will prescribe a prescription to ensure that the medicine is cured!"

He Fan wrote down a recipe and enjoyed this feeling very much.

......

Within a while, He Fan had already seen four or five patients, and everyone was very satisfied.

At this time, Ye Tian had not yet started.

"Gave up so soon?"

He Fan looked up at Xiang Ye Tian, his face was full of mockery, he thought that Ye Tian would have real skills, but he didn't expect to be bluffing him.

"Look at yours!"

Ye Tian smiled faintly, this He Fan does have some skills, and his medical skills are much more powerful than Fang Hong, no wonder he dares to come to the gym.

"Little Master, if we continue like this, we will lose!"

Fang Hong was also a little anxious, he knew that the little master was powerful, but the surname He was not a vegetarian.

"No hurry, I'm waiting for a special patient!"

"Special patient?" He Fan scoffed, "You shouldn't find someone to disguise yourself as a seriously injured and dying patient to prove your medical skills, right?"

"Selling fame and reputation, cheating, not worthy of opening a medical hall!"

How could He Fan not know what Ye Tian wanted to do, he must have wanted to arrange one or two sick patients to get away with it.

"Little Divine Doctor, I have been coughing for many days, and my body has chills at night, can you help me take a look?"

At this moment, an eldest lady stepped forward.

He Fan retracted his gaze and took the pulse for the eldest mother.

"Auntie, you are cold, just taste the little green dragon soup!"

He Fan said that he was going to write a prescription, and this kind of case, he usually saw not thousands but hundreds in the hospital.

"This is not an ordinary wind chill!" Ye Tian suddenly spoke.

"Joke, isn't this a wind chill?"

He Fan was interrupted by Ye Tian and sneered, is this product looking for a sense of existence?

"Auntie, do you have a sore throat, weakness, a slight fever, chest tightness and dry mouth when you cough!"

Ye Tian ignored He Fan.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The eldest lady nodded again and again!

He Fan was shocked, and everyone on the lookers was stunned, Ye Tian didn't cut his pulse, and he actually knew about the eldest mother's condition.

"Then what kind of disease is this?"

He Fan was a little unhappy, Ye Tian must have been blinded, and he hit him by mistake.

"The wind chill beam table, the cold on the surface and the heat in the inside, is the evidence of the wind chill, and a dose of flavored ephedra soup can be solved!"

Ye Tian said calmly.

"Bullshit!" He Fan's expression froze a little, naturally not believing what Ye Tian said.

"The tongue is red, the moss is thin and dry and yellowish, you can take a look if you don't believe it!"

Ye Tian looked calm, but He Fan was shocked, and checked the tongue coating of the eldest lady, and it was really so.

"It's me who is in a hurry, I have lost my eyes, don't be complacent!"

He Fan was almost misdiagnosed, and his face was ugly.

At this time, everyone's eyes when they looked at Ye Tian had changed, and they could accurately say the symptoms without cutting the pulse, which was also too godly.

"Next!"

After opening a taste of ephedra soup, He Fan immediately greeted the next patient.

With the experience of the previous car, He Fan slowed down, diagnosed the pulse more carefully, and only stopped after a long time, "Did you suffer from the cold two days ago, the stomach pain suddenly rose, the pain was more severe, and the pan vomited sour water!"

"That's right!"

Seeing the patient nodding, He Fan raised his head proudly, just because he was in a hurry, so he diagnosed the wrong pulse.

"You have a cold stomach, I'll prescribe a prescription to warm your stomach, and three doses will work!"

"Wait a minute!"

He Fan was just about to write a prescription when Ye Tian's voice sounded again.

"What's wrong with you?"

He Fan couldn't wait to sew Ye Tian's mouth shut, didn't he have a patient himself?

"Uncle, have you had stomach pain for many years and recurred!"

"That's right, how do you know?" the patient looked at Ye Tian with a shocked expression.

He Fan was also confused!

"Take a look again, is the uncle with a dark tongue and a thin vein!"

He Fan swallowed his saliva, like a ghost, what shocked him the most was that what Ye Tian said was exactly what he said.

"Stomach Yang is contained, the evidence is a cold evil stomach, galangal 10g, incense attached 10g ......"

Ye Tian said the prescription in one breath, and He Fan was dumbfounded.

At this time, He Fan was about to cry, he was a dignified Beihai medicine saint, and he was actually taught to see a doctor, which made him want to go crazy.

Fang Hong was proud, he said, this product will definitely not be able to laugh.

"Even if these two patients are counted as yours, today, you will lose!"

He Fan quickly sorted out his emotions and continued to diagnose the disease, but every time he was diagnosed, He Fan had to look at Ye Tian, for fear that the goods would be interrupted again.

"Wait a minute!"

After a while, seeing that Ye Tian didn't make trouble, He Fan breathed a sigh of relief, but in the next second, He Fan's eyelids jumped.

"You're endless!"

"Lao Tzu sees a doctor, you chirp crookedly, believe it or not, Lao Tzu smashed your hospital!"

He Fan really can't stand it, it's so bullying!

"I wanted to tell you that my patient has arrived!" Ye Tian raised his eyebrows and looked not far away.

"It's my business!"

He Fan scolded and scolded, but when He Fan saw the person clearly, his expression instantly froze!