The Strongest Magic Doctor in City

Zhang Cheng saw that they were stunned and was also stunned for a moment. "What's wrong with you guys? You don't believe me?"    

Tang Dachuan frowned and looked a little disappointed. "I took my dad to many hospitals. The diagnosis said that it was arthritis. It was treated according to arthritis. There was no improvement at all."    

He originally thought that Zhang Cheng could really diagnose Tang Zhen's illness. He did not expect that he would still diagnose arthritis in the end.    

"You are talking about rheumatism arthritis. I am talking about nerve arthritis. It is different!" Zhang Cheng said hurriedly after being questioned by them.    

"But my dad's illness is really not arthritis!" Huang Xue sighed. "We all know there are many types of arthritis, such as rheumatism arthritis, bone arthritis, gout arthritis, and so on. But we have already tried all the methods to treat arthritis over the years. They have never been effective! "    

If his illness was only arthritis, they would have cured Tang Zhen long ago.    

Tang Zhen tried all the methods to treat arthritis, but none of them worked. This proved that Tang Zhen's illness was not arthritis at all, whether it was rheumatism arthritis or nerve arthritis.    

Zhang Cheng's face became a little ugly. "Maybe the hospital did not diagnose it. "    

Tang Zhen waved his hand in disappointment, "Since Dr. Zhang can't diagnose it, then please go back."    

He originally had a little hope for Zhang Cheng, but he did not expect that he did not have the ability.    

The scene just now had made him think that Zhang Cheng really knew the Feel the Pulse by Hanging Silk, but now it seemed like Zhang Cheng was just so-so.    

He was just pretending to be mysterious.    

"Elder Tang, I might have made a mistake just now. Let me try again!" A mistake in the diagnosis made Zhang Cheng feel quite embarrassed. He did not want to give up and wanted to diagnose again.    

"No need! Please go back!" Tang Zhen flatly refused. Because of one misdiagnosis, he had lost confidence in Zhang Cheng.    

Zhang Cheng stood up with a swoosh and retreated to the side with a gloomy face.    

"Help me back to my room!" Tang Zhen grabbed the edge of the sofa with both hands and struggled to stand up.    

"Dad, slow down!" Huang Xue quickly supported him and said, "Be careful."    

"Wait a minute!" Chen Hua quickly called out to Tang Zhen.    

Tang Dachuan looked at him. "Uncle Chen, what else do you want? My dad is tired, and he's not in good health. I'll help him back to his bedroom and lie down to rest."    

"Elder Tang needs to rest. It will not be too late for him to rest after Young Divine Doctor treats him first!" Chen Hua pointed at Lee Yifann who was beside him.    

"There is no need for that. Dr. Zhang did not see any illness." Tang Dachuan frowned. He really did not believe that Lee Yifann had that ability. After all, he looked too young.    

He had heard what Lee Yifann and Zhang Cheng had said just now. Lee Yifann was just a student. He was an intern in People's Hospital. He had made a mistake and was expelled from the hospital. He did not even have a doctor qualification certificate. He could not even be considered a real doctor.    

Under such circumstances, Tang Dachuan wasn't at ease letting Lee Yifann treat Tang Zhen.    

"Zhang Cheng can't, but that doesn't mean I can't!" Lee Yifann's voice was calm, but his tone was full of confidence.    

Tang Zhen looked at Lee Yifann in surprise. This young man was so young, how could he have such confidence?    

He laughed and asked curiously, "Dr. Zhang just used the Feel the Pulse by Hanging Silk, but he didn't know what illness it was. How can you diagnose it?"    

"Feel the Pulse by Hanging Silk?" Lee Yifann burst into laughter. Zhang Cheng was called the Feel the Pulse by Hanging Silk? He had never heard of a Feel the Pulse by Hanging Silk that required a leather tube to tie around one's wrist.    

"What are you laughing at?" Zhang Cheng suddenly became angry and embarrassed.    

"Of course I am laughing at you! You call that the Feel the Pulse by Hanging Silk? What a joke!" Lee Yifann didn't try to hide his sneer.    

Zhang Cheng's face turned green and red. He gritted his teeth and said angrily, "If my name is not Feel the Pulse by Hanging Silk, then what do you think it is called? You little bastard, you are not a doctor at all. Do you think you can question me just because you have some knowledge? Do you know who I am? You haven't been in this industry since I started practicing medicine!"    

" Talent is not determined by age. You only know how to judge others by their looks! " Lee Yifann looked at him with disdain. "You studied Western medicine and thought you were a genius. Do you think you are a Chinese doctor after learning a few more moves? Since you know Feel the Pulse by Hanging Silk, tell me how Elder Tang's pulse is. "    

A simple question instantly silenced Zhang Cheng.    

He didn't know how to feel the pulse at all, and he also didn't know what the so-called pulse was. He pretended to tie a thread to Tang Zhen's wrist to diagnose it. It was just a trick to scare people.    

However, if it was in front of a real TCM, one could easily tell that it wasn't the Feel the Pulse by Hanging Silk at all.    

"Stop arguing! Since Lee Yifann said he had the ability to diagnose, and you are also the person Mr. Chen invited. You can try it! " Although he did not have much hope, Tang Zhen still chose to let Lee Yifann treat him. He could not let down the good intentions of his old friend.    

Lee Yifann took a deep breath and calmed himself down. He walked forward with a calm face, "Elder Tang, stretch your wrist out. I will take your pulse."    

"Alright. Anyway, it's the same way." Tang Zhen obviously did not think highly of Lee Yifann. He had seen the means of TCM many times. Basically, it was the same method.    

Lee Yifann stretched out three fingers and put them on Tang Zhen's left wrist. He slowly closed his eyes and took his pulse.    

"Lee Yifann is quite good at pretending. People who do not know would really think that he is a Godly Doctor." Zhang Cheng could comment on every movement and sentence of Lee Yifann.    

His assistant also mocked, "Even a big hospital can't diagnose a disease. A guy who was fired really thinks he is a godly doctor! How funny! "    

The two of them were being sarcastic and wanted to see Lee Yifann make a fool of himself in the next second.    

Just now, Zhang Cheng was too confident before he came to see the doctor. That was why he did not diagnose Lee Yifann's illness in the end and lost his face. He desperately wanted to regain his face and hope that Lee Yifann would make a fool of himself as soon as possible.    

Lee Yifann did not care about the noise around him. After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes. There was a flash of light in his dark eyes and he said, "It can be treated!"    

"Oh? How can it be cured?" Tang Zhen could not believe it.    

Lee Yifann withdrew his hand. "It's very simple. A bowl of water and a piece of medicine will do!"    

Zhang Cheng seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. He scolded in a strange way, "A piece of medicine can cure the illness? Do you think the medicine is a Divine Immortal Pill? It can cure all illnesses? You dare to boast without knowing what illness it is? You, a little liar, really take yourself seriously. You are fooling around! Don't you know that you're responsible for fraudulent people's deaths? "