That day, Song Wuxian choked Lin Feng in class, threatening that as long as he took the pulse, he could immediately cut off Lin Feng's physical condition.

Lin Feng didn't refute, but smiled and stretched out his hand and asked him to take the pulse.

At first, Song Wuxian was full of confidence, after all, he had practiced medicine for many years, and it was common for him to take a broken pulse.

But after getting started, he found that things were not as simple as he imagined.

Because Lin Feng actually had a dead pulse......

But he has a cold face and an even breath, and he doesn't look like a dying person.

Song Wuxian was puzzled and changed Lin Feng's other hand.

This time it's even more absolute.

The pulse actually has a musical melody, like a musical note, and the music is played in a tinkling tone.

At that time, Song Wuxian was almost scared to pee.

Sinking pulse, floating pulse, string pulse...... He had seen a lot of pulses, and this was the first time he had seen a pulse that could play music.

In desperation, he could only bow his head and admit defeat, admitting that he was not good at medicine.

After that, Lin Feng explained the details, he was born with a different pulse, and over the years, his pulse has been erratic and elusive.

If you want to infer his physical condition by taking the pulse, it is more difficult than ascending to the sky.

Therefore, after learning that he was in a group with Lin Feng, Song Wuxian's heart instantly cooled.

This kid's pulse is weird, how can he cut his pulse?

If you can't cut your pulse, how can you cut off the disease and prescribe it?

Oh my God, isn't this pushing me to the brink of extinction?

But the matter has come to this point, and it can only be stubborn.

You can't be cowardly before you fight, it's too embarrassing in front of so many peers.

Before the key, Song Wuxian also had a gambling contract with Lin Feng.

If Lin Feng wins the championship, then Song Wuxian will no longer be able to practice medicine in the future and completely quit this profession!

No, absolutely not!

Song Wuxian has studied medicine since he was a child, and has been immersed in medicine for more than 60 years, if he can't practice medicine in the future, it will be worse than killing him!

Fuck it, fight!

Isn't it just that I can't take the pulse, old man, I can still deduce Lin Feng's physical condition with the three methods of looking, smelling, and asking.

"Please take your seats." At this time, Yu Xiulin reminded loudly.

Ten contestants were divided into five groups and sat down.

Miss Manners took pens, ink, paper, inkstones, and medical utensils.

This competition is all in a classical way, not only the medical skills are good, but the calligraphy is not bad, if the prescription is written so black that you can't see clearly, the judges will immediately give you a zero score.

"Doctor Song, isn't this a narrow road, we met so soon." Lin Feng smiled faintly.

Song Wuxiao snorted coldly: "What if you run into it, do you think I will be afraid of you?" ”

Lin Feng said: "That's not what I said, if you meet someone else, maybe you can still get a good ranking, and you won't be too embarrassed." ”

"But if you run into me now, it will be miserable, and if you don't do it, you will be at the bottom."

"The famous Doctor Song was sealed by me, how embarrassing should it be to spread it?"

Song Wuxian didn't believe it: "Heh, where did you get the confidence to clean me up?" Even if I can't get your pulse, as long as I look at your words and looks, I can find out the general situation of your body. ”

Lin Feng smiled slightly: "Yes, I am very confident, but it's a pity that I used it in the wrong place." ”

Yu Xiulin, who was in charge of the invigilator, reminded: "All contestants, please note that during the competition, except for asking about the relevant conditions, there shall be no chatting behavior, otherwise, points will be deducted." ”

The corners of Lin Feng's mouth rose.

This was obviously said to himself.

"Do you come first or do I come first?" Lin Feng asked.

Song Wuxian immediately replied: "I'll come first!" ”

Do it early, so as not to change later.

"OK, please start your show." After speaking, Lin Feng sat down.

Song Wuxian began to use the word "hope" in the four methods of traditional Chinese medicine.

What is hope?

In fact, it is to observe the patient's facial features, skin, and overall complexion.

Whether the internal organs are healthy or not can be revealed on the face.

For example, people with a hot liver have red eyes, shallow tongue coating, and are prone to mouth sores.

People with hot lungs have a lot of phlegm and cough, a heavy breath, and their cheeks are burgundy.

Some people have thicker earlobes, indicating that they are born with good kidneys, have a lot of energy, and are not prone to illness.

Some people are born with a weak spleen, lack of qi and blood, and their faces are pale and gray.

To sum up, "Wang" is the foundation of the four methods of Chinese medicine, and only by mastering the word "Wang" can we further comprehend the deeper core.

Song Wuxian looked left and right, and then looked, Lin Feng was very normal regardless of his complexion or facial features, and there was no problem.

He wondered a little.

No, who hasn't had a problem with them these days?

Even if you have a headache, brain fever, insomnia and night sweats, you have to have one or two things, right?

After watching it for a long time, he couldn't see what was going on, and Song Wuxian finally gave up.

Do you want to smell it?

After thinking about it, I felt that it was inappropriate.

In this public, he can't sniff Lin Feng like a police dog, right?

Forget it, let's ask!

"I'm going to ask you a few questions, and I hope you answer them truthfully."

"Of course, I never tell lies, and people in the rivers and lakes call me honest and reliable Xiaolangjun."

Song Wuxiao snorted coldly: "How has your appetite been lately?" ”

Lin Feng said: "Very good. ”

Song Wuxian asked again: "What about defecation?" ”

Lin Feng said: "Very good. ”

Song Wuxiao frowned: "How's your sleep?" ”

Lin Feng said: "Very good. ”

Song Wuxian suppressed his anger and asked again: "What about the spirit?" ”

Lin Feng said: "Very good. ”

Bang!

Song Wuxian slapped the table, frightening the contestants on both sides.

The audience also craned their necks to look this way.

What's going on?

What's wrong with slapping the table?

Is this going to fight?

"Can you say something else, the left one is good, the right one is good!" Song Wuxian said angrily.

Lin Feng scratched his head: "My body is already very good, are you letting me say it with a bad conscience?" ”

Song Wuxuan said angrily: "You don't have any problems at all, so let me prescribe it for you!" ”

Lin Feng shrugged: "That's your business, you can't talk nonsense about me just to make you prescribe, right?" ”

"Do you want me to say that I have a headache, a pain in my feet, a pain in my buttocks, a pain in my head all over my body, and I don't want to eat anything when I go to the toilet?"

"You don't believe these words, do you?"

Song Wuxiao was so angry that he waved his hand: "Okay, okay, I won't ask!" ”

After speaking, he seemed to have made up his mind, "Since you can't ask questions, you can only cut the pulse......"

Lin Feng said: "I was born with a different vein, will you forget?" Last time, you cut my pulse, did you cut it out? ”

Song Wuxian said coldly: "Last time was last time, this time is this time, last time I was not concentrated, so I missed for a while, this time, I will definitely be able to call your pulse!" ”

Lin Feng smiled meaningfully: "Really? Then you can give it a try. ”

As he spoke, a tiny electric current sprouted from his fingertips.

"Say it in advance, if something happens in the middle, I won't be responsible!"