The daughter-in-law’s son-in-law

"Help, Doctor Yuan, save me!"

A middle-aged man ran in from outside the clinic.

Lin Tian looked up and saw that this man's face was sallow, his chest was slightly convex, and his cheekbones were bulging.

Although his eyes were bright, they were lifeless and covered with red bloodshot eyes.

It was like I hadn't slept for several days, and my overall mental state was very poor.

Especially his face, he looked like a dying person.

"Be calm and don't be impatient!" Yuan Yongxiang stood up first, welcomed the middle-aged man into the store, and asked him to sit down on a chair beside him.

"Don't worry, I'll take your pulse first."

Having said that, Yuan Yongxiang did not do this. Instead, he looked at Lin Tian with a half-smile, as if waiting for some answer.

When Lin Tian saw this, he shook his head and smiled helplessly, "Doctor Yuan, there is no need for you to play such childish tricks. If you want to take his pulse, just do it."

"If you feel that the fault you detected is wrong, it means you are not good at your studies."

Lin Tian's words were not polite at all.

Not only was Yuan Yongxiang angry when he heard this, but Yuan Haojie on the side was so angry that his intestines were about to explode, but he couldn't have an attack.

After a few minutes.

Yuan Yongxiang retracted his hand and turned to look at Lin Tian, ​​"Little friend Lin..."

"I know what you want to say." Lin Tian interrupted Yuan Yongxiang again, "Actually, the first time this patient entered the hospital, I already knew what disease he had."

As soon as Lin Tian said this, everyone at the scene was surprised.

They were watching just now. Lin Tian had never checked the patient's pulse before.

Now Lin Tian said that he already knew what the patient's disease was. How could this be possible? !

"Lin Tian, ​​don't think that because my grandpa admires you so much, you really think of yourself as an omnipotent miracle doctor!" Yuan Haojie on the side couldn't help but mock.

"We have four basic skills in Chinese medicine. I'm afraid you don't even know what they are, right?"

"Let me tell you, the four basic skills of traditional Chinese medicine are to look, smell, ask and feel. You neither asked nor smelled, nor did you feel the pulse."

"Did you already know the patient's illness just by looking at the words?!"

"You should also make some drafts when you are bragging, okay? If you brag like this, not only will it appear that you are incompetent, but it will also make everyone think that you are an extremely empty person without any inner qualities!"

Lin Tian glanced at Yuan Haojie with disdain, "An ant sitting in a well watching the sky."

"you……"

"That's enough!" Yuan Yongjie suddenly whispered, "I asked you to serve Miracle Doctor Lin by the side. Do you not understand human speech or do you not take what my grandpa said seriously?"

Yuan Haojie opened and closed his mouth slightly, then frowned and shook his head, "Grandpa, you..."

"Shut up!" Yuan Yongxiang snorted again, "If you want to watch from the side, then watch!"

"If you don't want to, get out of here!"

What else can Yuan Haojie say?He could only stand next to Lin Tian and act as a follower.

At this time, another patient walked into the clinic, hunched over and sitting at the consultation table.

"Doctor, I feel bad."

Just as Lin Tiangang was about to say something, Yuan Haojie behind him suddenly shouted impatiently, "Grandpa, leave this patient to me. I can definitely cure it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out the silver needle without any explanation, grabbed the patient's arm, and started acupuncture while taking the pulse.

And the silver needles used by Yuan Haojie are also very thin needles.

It can be seen that Yuan Haojie is very confident in his medical skills.

In Lin Tian's opinion, Yuan Haojie is indeed good, but too proud and arrogant.

This patient obviously did not simply have insufficient kidney qi, causing evil spirits to enter the kidneys.

Therefore, when Yuan Haojie was about to take the fourth injection, Yuan Yongxiang suddenly grabbed his hand.

"This needle is in the wrong position!"

"If the puncture is inserted, the patient will definitely be paralyzed!"

Yuan Haojie asked excitedly, "Grandpa, are you kidding me?!"

"Do you think I'm joking?!" Yuan Yongxiang snorted coldly, "Step aside!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Yongxiang took the silver needle from Yuan Haojie's hand and inserted a silver needle into each major acupuncture point on the patient's back like a flower attracting a butterfly.

Then he grabbed the end of the silver needle with the index fingers of both hands, and started moving it with various frequencies in very complex ways, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and the technique was even more dazzling.

Those who do not understand the art of Chinese medicine, or those who have little attainment in Chinese medicine, simply cannot achieve this level.

"Look at how to diagnose and treat this disease!" As Yuan Yongxiang spoke, he picked up four silver needles and quickly inserted them into major points on the patient's body.

But he did not stop and continued to work on the silver needles, bringing the acupuncture technique to its extreme.

Yuan Haojie on the side looked dumbfounded.

Lin Tian raised his brows slightly, half smiling.

Is this showing off to him?

After a few minutes.

Yuan Yongxiang took away all the silver needles stuck in the patient's body without looking at Yuan Haojie. Instead, he looked at Lin Tian with burning eyes.

"Little friend Lin, what do you think?"

"To be honest, I think it's just average." Lin Tian rolled his eyelids lazily, "The set of acupuncture you just did was indeed the right medicine."

"But it's too cumbersome. You can save six injections and achieve a stronger effect than your 23 injections!"

Yuan Yongxiang was stunned, "Miracle Doctor Lin, I..."

"Do you know why Chinese medicine has declined?" Lin Tian looked at Yuan Yongxiang with a half-smile, "It's because he doesn't want to teach others everything he has and likes to show off."

"It is these two points that have led to the decline of traditional Chinese medicine to the point where it is now talked about by everyone, and it has become a witchcraft and superstition like a demon!"

After finishing speaking, Lin Tian pointed to a patient who had just come in, "Doctor Yuan, can you tell what kind of disease this patient has?"

Yuan Yongxiang was stunned for a moment, "I am blind, so I really didn't see it..."

"But I've already seen it!" Lin Tian smiled faintly and turned to look at Yuan Haojie.

"Boy, do you see what's wrong with this patient?"

Yuan Haojie was not as broad-minded as Yuan Yongxiang, so he immediately snorted heavily, "No matter what kind of disease the patient has, he needs to be consulted. How can there be a doctor who doesn't ask the patient what kind of disease he has?"

Lin Tian suddenly smiled, but the smile was full of endless contempt and disdain.

Yuan Yongxiang on the side saw this and suddenly kicked Yuan Haojie hard in the crook of the leg.

Yuan Haojie felt pain immediately and fell to his knees in front of Lin Tian.

Lin Tian smiled playfully, "No, it's not the New Year yet, why are you kneeling down for me? I don't have any lucky money to give you."

Hearing these words, Yuan Haojie was so angry that his intestines were about to explode.

"Lin Tian, ​​you..."

"Shut up!" Yuan Yongxiang shouted, and then cupped his hands towards Lin Tian.

"Little friend Lin, my grandson has been spoiled by me. He is indeed too arrogant. Next, please ask Divine Doctor Lin to do whatever you want and don't take into account my grandson's feelings. He is nothing!"

Hearing this, Lin Tiangang wanted to say something, but Yuan Haojie seemed unconvinced and mocked again, "Lin Tian, ​​do you really think of yourself as a miracle doctor?!"

"You just said that Chinese medicine pays attention to seeing, hearing, asking, and understanding. How did you achieve that?!"

"I'm afraid you can't even feel the pulse, but you still dare to treat people. Where do you get the courage? How dare you!"

Lin Tian glanced at Yuan Haojie as if he were an idiot, and then walked to the middle-aged man who came to seek medical consultation.

The middle-aged man was stunned, "Doctor, I..."

"No need to talk about your condition." Lin Tian smiled and shook his head, "When a patient comes to see a doctor, if the patient is asked to take the initiative to tell what his symptoms are, both Western medicine and Chinese medicine are quacks."

"When I see a doctor, I never ask the patient what his disease is, because I can see it!"

Lin Tian's words, which sounded extremely arrogant, immediately aroused Yuan Haojie's ridicule.

"Lin Tian Lin Tian, ​​as a doctor, how can you say such big words?!"

"Do you think you have a pair of clairvoyant eyes? You can know the patient's illness without asking about the patient's condition? You are so loud!"

Lin Tian seemed to have not heard anything and looked up and down at the middle-aged man standing in front of him.

"If I'm not wrong, you have a lung infection, shortness of breath, stuffy nose, indirect coughing, and swallowing saliva like a razor blade."

"And my whole body and limbs are sore and weak, and my sense of smell and taste are all gone, right?"

The middle-aged man immediately nodded and pulled down his mask, "Miracle doctor, miraculous doctor!"

"What you said is absolutely correct. My illness is exactly what you just said!"

There was an uproar at the scene.