Rejuvenation

Chapter 117: More than a game

.., Rejuvenation

Chapter 117

He stared at Chen Fei and said in a deep voice: "Dr. Chen, it’s not that I disrespect you. I am the heir of the Du Medical Hall and the heir of the'Du Sanzhen'. Illnesses that are difficult for me, I don’t think of you. There can be a cure."

Chen Fei snorted coldly and said, "If you can't cure a disease, others can't cure it. What you said is too arrogant!"

Du Cang was full of confidence and said: "My grandfather Du Jingjie is one of the few'sages of Chinese medicine' in the medical profession. I have learned at least 60% of my grandfather's medical skills. I think I have such a crazy qualification!"

"The master of Chinese medicine?" Chen Fei was puzzled.

Wu Meng then explained in a low voice: "The Sacred Hand of Traditional Chinese Medicine is an honorary title for Zhong medicine recognized by the national government and industry personnel. In the whole Chinese medical profession, there are less than the 20th person who holds the title of Chinese Medicine Sacred Hand. It can be said that any master of traditional Chinese medicine is a top-notch existence in Zhong's medical field."

Chen Fei nodded, it can be considered that he understands the reason why Du Cang is so arrogant. However, he didn't plan to step back, sneered, and said, "Your grandfather is a master of Chinese medicine, what does it have to do with you?"

These words immediately pierced Du Cang's weakness, making his face look ugly.

After all, although his title of "Little Three Needle" sounds good, he came from the title of "Du San Needle" by his grandfather. Therefore, many people in the medical field of Zhongshan have questioned his medical skills and level, but it is only because of his grandfather's light that he can have his current fame and status.

This statement made Du Cang very dissatisfied and disgusted. At this time, Chen Fei's words were completely correcting his weakness, and his eyes suddenly burst into anger.

"Are you questioning my medical skills?" Du Cang said coldly.

Chen Fei said indifferently: "Medical skills are not inherited, let alone blown out! It's not great, I will find out after trying it."

Between the two, the smell of gunpowder has begun to spread.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Wu Chuan quickly stood up and said, "This is all my fault. Both of them are young talents, so please don't quarrel. I--"

Wu Chuan wanted to persuade him, but Du Cang's temperament was ridiculed by Chen Fei, so he didn't want to stop there. So he said: "Uncle Chuan, this is no longer a matter of your condition. It is something that concerns me personally and the honor of my Du family. Since Dr. Chen looks down on my medical skills, then dare you to ask how your medical skills are? "

Chen Fei said lightly: "I don't need to talk about my medical skills. After the disease is cured, the patient will know it naturally."

This was another sarcasm, which made Du Cang's face more ugly, "Since Dr. Chen is so confident, then, do you dare to compete with me?"

"How to compare?" Chen Fei said lightly.

Du Cang looked at Wu Chuan and said: "Since we are all going to treat Uncle Chuan, we will treat Uncle Chuan once on the spot to see who has the best effect. Naturally, the winner will be determined."

"Yes!" Chen Fei nodded.

Du Cang didn't expect Chen Fei to agree so simply, a little surprised, but narrowed his eyes and continued: "If I win, you have to apologize to me for what I said. I don't allow anyone to insult my medical skills and name. "

"Yes!" Chen Fei's expression remained calm, "But what if you lose?"

"I won't lose!" Du Cang channeled himself, paused, and then said, "If I lose, within the normal range, let you mention the conditions."

"Yes, let's start!" Chen Fei nodded.

Du Cang also nodded, then looked at Wu Chuan, and said, "Uncle Chuan, trouble you."

After speaking, Du Cang looked at Chen Fei and said, "I have been treating Uncle Chuan for several months and I am familiar with it. To be fair, I will now tell you about Uncle Chuan's basic condition."

Chen Fei faintly waved his hand and said, "No, I can diagnose the condition myself."

"You--" Du Cang did not expect a company doctor in a small place to be so arrogant, "Don't regret it if you lose by then."

"I'm not you!" Chen Fei said sarcastically again, then waved his hand, "You come first!"

Du Cang glared at Chen Fei fiercely, and then walked into the bedroom just prepared with Wu Chuan.

About a quarter of an hour later, Du Cang walked out with a confident smile on his face. He looked at Chen Fei and said, "It's you."

Chen Fei didn't say anything, walked into the bedroom, and then closed the door.

Inside the house, Wu Chuan was a little embarrassed to see Chen Fei coming in, and said, "Xiao Chen, I'm sorry, what happened today is really—"

Chen Fei chuckled: "Mr. Wu, it's okay. It's not your fault. Let's start seeing a doctor!"

Immediately, Chen Fei grasped Wu Chuan's wrist and began to get his pulse.

In less than half a minute, a smile appeared at the corner of Chen Fei's mouth, and he turned his head and shouted outside the door, "Du Cang, come in!"

"Xiao Chen, this is--" Wu Chuan asked puzzledly.

At this time, Du Cang also pushed in. He didn't understand. It took less than a minute for Chen Fei to enter, and he called himself in for what he was doing. Could it be that he had directly surrendered?

"You want to admit defeat?" Du Cang raised his eyebrows and looked at Chen Fei.

Chen Fei looked at the two with doubts, shook his head lightly, and then said: "I let you in, so you can see how I treat my illness on the spot, so that I won't admit it after a while and say me. Fuck."

"Hmph, how can I be that kind of person, Du Cang!" Du Cang snorted coldly, "Besides, can you cure it well?"

Wu Chuan also looked at Chen Fei suspiciously, "Xiao Chen, can you really cure my disease?"

Chen Fei nodded with a smile, and said, "Ninety percent sure." In fact, this disease is 100% sure for Chen Fei, but he won't be too full of words, only 90% sure.

When Wu Chuan heard the words, his eyes showed a touch of excitement.

Du Cang curled his lips and said, "Bringing bragging."

Chen Fei didn't say much, just looked at Wu Chuan, and said, "Mr. Wu's condition is itching all over, especially in places such as creaking nests and groin. When itching, it seems like thousands of ants are crawling, which is very uncomfortable. Isn't it? ?"

When Wu Chuan heard it, he held Chen Fei's hand and said excitedly: "That's it! My disease is not a serious illness, it's just itching. But I don't know how many hospitals I went to and how many medicines I took. It didn’t work. On the contrary, the itching became more and more serious. Sometimes it happened during meetings. There was no way to stop the meeting. Sometimes it happened during business talks with guests. It was even more annoying. I could only hold it back. But It's getting worse recently, and I can't bear it anymore."

Next to him, Du Cang did not expect that Chen Fei's diagnosis in such a short period of time would accurately tell Wu Chuan's condition, his expression was slightly surprised.

However, it was only a slight surprise. At this level, in his opinion, the average doctor can do it. The specifics still depend on how to treat. Moreover, these symptoms may have been directly asked by him from Wu Chuankou, which is nothing remarkable. 【.Wx.io】

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