Liu Zhu was also confused, but he still carried out Zhao Yuan's instructions, took a few steps forward, and lifted the curtain.

The scene inside the curtain house was presented in front of everyone.

A chair, a little boy, and nothing else, no one else.

Zhao Yangqiu turned his head to look at Zhao Yuan, raised his hand and pointed at the little boy, and said sarcastically: "Didn't you say that the patient is pregnant and still giving birth? Where is this pregnancy? Where is the birth? In addition, you also said that the patient has a disability, you see that he has sound limbs, where is the disability?"

Zhao Yuan smiled: "I just said a patient, not a patient. ”

Zhao Yangqiu raised his eyebrows: "Is there a difference?"

Zhao Yuan replied, "Of course there is." Sick people are people. And the patient doesn't have to be a human being!"

Zhao Yangqiu scoffed at his words: "It's not a person, then who are you checking the pulse?"

Zhao Yuan's bearing was excellent, he was still not angry, and raised his hand to point: "Mr. Zhao, take a closer look, is this red silk tied to the little boy?"

"Huh?"

Zhao Yangqiu was stunned, hurriedly turned his head to look at the curtain house again, and after taking a closer look, he found that the red silk that should have been tied to the little boy's wrist was actually tied to the armrest of the chair.

"What's going on, why is the red silk tied to the arm of the chair?" Zhao Yangqiu was surprised.

Li Heping was also shocked, and the red silk of the two patients was tied by him. The little boy's red silk, which he was clearly tied to his wrist, how could he run to the armrest of the chair?

Under the questioning of everyone, this naughty little boy timidly told the truth: "I felt uncomfortable tying the red silk on my hand, so I secretly took it off and tied it to the chair." ”

Hearing this, everyone couldn't laugh or cry.

Zhao Yangqiu shook his head and said, "Brother Peace, please re-tie this little guy with red silk." ”

He planned to ask Zhao Yuan to re-diagnose the little boy's pulse.

Zhao Jingrou stopped doing it, and protested: "Uncle Tai, you don't need to let this kid compete anymore, he has already lost! Although the red silk just now was tied to the chair by the little boy, what did he say about pregnancy, childbirth and disability, this is obviously nonsense. He can't even tell whether the red silk is tied to a person or a thing, and he is embarrassed to say that he can diagnose the pulse of the silk silk?"

Zhao Yangqiu thought about it and felt that things were really as Zhao Jingrou said. However, before he could say anything in agreement, Zhao Yuan took the lead and said, "Miss Zhao is right, there is indeed no need to compare." ”

Seeing Zhao Yuan's confession, Zhao Jingrou was very proud, nodded with satisfaction, and said: "Even if you have self-knowledge, you know how to admit defeat." ”

"Who said I admit defeat?" Zhao Yuan walked into the curtain house, and after inviting the little boy to get up, he pointed to the armrest of the chair and said, "I said no, because my diagnosis of the patient has come out." ”

Whether it was the people at the scene or the people in the webcast room, they were all stunned.

This is a chair armrest, where is the patient?

Zhao Yuan ignored everyone's astonishment, and said to the Jinling Zhao family on the side: "Trouble you, find a firewood knife for me." ”

The people of the Zhao family in Jinling were stunned, they didn't understand what Zhao Yuan wanted the firewood knife to do, and subconsciously turned their heads to look at Zhao Dezhu.

"Give it to him!" Zhao Dezhu said in a deep voice. He also wanted to know what the hell Zhao Yuan was doing.

The Jinling Zhao family turned around and left, and a few minutes later, they came back with a kitchen knife and said to Zhao Yuan: "There is no firewood knife, only a kitchen knife was found, do you think it will work?"

"Yes. Zhao Yuan took the kitchen knife, turned his head and said to Zhao Dezhu: "Don't mind if I split this chair, don't worry, I will compensate you." ”

Zhao Dezhu snorted coldly: "You don't have to pay for it, it's just a chair, and we haven't picked the door so much." ”

"Then thank you first. ”

As he spoke, Zhao Yuan raised the knife in his hand, and with a 'click', he cut off the armrest of the chair. Immediately afterwards, he slashed horizontally, and then grabbed both sides of the split and broke the armrest of the chair in half.

Looking down, Zhao Yuan smiled and said, "The patient I diagnosed is here." ”

Ma Guotao hurried to Zhao Yuan's side in a few steps, and looked at the armrest of half of the chair in his hand.

This look made him dumbfounded: "This ...... How is this possible?!"

People immediately became curious.

What is Zhao Yuan's patient? What did Ma Guotao see and be shocked by this?

Li Heping, Qiao Zhixue and other medical experts couldn't sit still, got up and walked into the curtain house, surrounded Zhao Yuan, and Zhao Yangqiu also squeezed in quickly.

Everyone's eyes fell on the arm of the half of the chair in Zhao Yuan's hand.

On the broken side of the armrest of this half of the chair, there is a worm the size of a human finger. At first glance, this insect looks like a maggot. But if you look closely, you can see that it only has a maggot-like belly on the back and an ant-like head and limbs on the front.

"This is the termite queen. "Someone said the identity of this bug.

"That's right, it's the termite queen, look, it's still laying eggs. Another sharp-eyed man chimed in.

The casual conversation between the two made everyone change their faces.

Pregnant...... Produce......

What Zhao Yuan said just now, could it be this termite queen?

Is this possible? The diagnosis of the pulse of the suspensory filament can actually diagnose the condition of the termite queen? And the termite queen is still hidden in the armrest of the chair!

While Li Heping was shocked, he suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly shouted: "Let's see if this termite queen is disabled!"

Hearing his words, the few people closest to Zhao Yuan hurriedly lowered their heads and looked at the termite queen carefully, eager to put their eyes on its body.

After a few moments, the men were like crazy and shouted.

"This termite queen has a broken left leg!"

"It's a disability! This termite queen is really disabled!"

"Damn, Zhao Yuan...... He actually used the suspensory wire technique to diagnose the condition of the termite queen hidden in the wood? This is too unbelievable, isn't it? How did he do it?"

After the words of these people came out, a deafening exclamation suddenly sounded at the scene.

Is this still a suspensory pulse? Did you scan the armrest of this chair with an X-ray machine?

Soon, the armrest of the chair that had been broken was passed out of the crowd.

Everyone carefully held the armrest of the half of the chair, for fear of alarming the termite queen who was still laying eggs.

It wasn't until this moment that they knew that Zhao Yuan was not fooling around just now, nor was he pretending to be forced, but he had really completed the diagnosis of the suspensory pulse!

And it's done so amazingly!

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, everyone present would probably not believe that this was true!

It's incredible!