Seeing that many people in the audience were getting impatient, Wu Jin, who was on stage, suppressed his urge to continue and began to conclude.
By now, Lin Zao roughly understood the purpose of this medical elites gathering.
It can be considered a medical exchange and sharing session.
They brought people from all over the country who were suffering from terminal illnesses or had some rare and unheard-of diseases to the doctors present for diagnosis and treatment, and to share their experiences.
"Next, the Medical Elite Gathering will officially begin! Let's bring those patients up first!"
Five patients, some walking up on their own and others being carried up on stretchers, were lined up one by one on the stage.
"Next, please welcome the successor of the Great Medicine Valley, the renowned physician Hua Nanxing, who is skilled in both medicine and poison, as well as the hemostatic powder maker, the old physician Zhang Chuanbai, and the poison physician Yuan Jiukang, to come up and examine them!"
Everyone present turned their eager gazes toward the pavilion where Lin Zao and the others were.
Dr. Zhang, Dr. Yuan, and Hua Nanxing calmly stood up, gestured to everyone, and then walked towards the stage.
The three doctors took turns examining the five patients. After a thorough examination using the four diagnostic methods (inspection, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation), they tacitly went to a table prepared nearby to write down the diagnosis results and treatment plans.
After the three of them finished writing, they didn't say anything, then stepped down from the stage and returned to their original seats.
Next, many doctors went up to examine the five patients; some had white hair and beards, while others were young and strong.
During the consultation, they either shook their heads, nodded, or chatted with each other.
After everyone had finished their consultations, the doctors present began to offer their treatment opinions, and Dr. Zhang and two others went up to the stage to evaluate and guide their treatment methods.
The rest of the time was dominated by these doctors, and Lin Zao and the others, being laymen, couldn't understand the medical jargon they used.
She could only sip her tea and speak softly to Tang Jian, while Tang Jian casually played with her ten fingers, responding to Lin Zao.
Yang Yuechan sat to the side, watching the two of them looking relaxed and carefree, a cold smile appearing on her lips.
I hope you can still laugh later!
Thinking of this, Yang Yuechan looked at a patient on the stage.
He was a young man in his early twenties with a fair complexion and handsome features, but unfortunately, he had a huge belly, which made him look strange and frightening.
The man seemed to notice Yang Yuechan's gaze and looked in her direction.
Their eyes met from a distance!
Yang Yuechan smiled slightly, and the man shrank back in fright, quickly lowering his head and not daring to look again.
Upon seeing this, Yang Yuechan's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and she let out a cold snort.
Hopefully he'll be more sensible later!
otherwise···
Suddenly, a commotion erupted on stage!
It turned out that people were arguing about a patient's condition.
"I've never heard of this disease before, how strange!"
"I suspect this person has been poisoned, but unfortunately I don't know what kind of poison it is!"
"Why don't we ask the Poison Doctor and the Divine Doctor Hua?"
Everyone present, including Lin Zao and his group, focused their attention on the argument.
Even the purple-clad guest from Wuyi in the pavilion over there was staring intently at the stage!
Tang Jian glanced at the man, his eyes deep, guessing that their purpose might be related to the patient, so he also shifted his gaze to him.
They were arguing about a patient lying on a stretcher.
It is said that this patient can only be awake for half an hour each day, and spends the rest of the time in a deep sleep. If it were just a deep sleep, it wouldn't be a problem.
The key is that when a person falls into a deep sleep, they feel as if their whole body is chilled to the bone, and as if a thousand ants are gnawing at their heart, as if they are living in hell, making them wish they were dead.
However, to the doctors, there was nothing unusual about him when he was asleep; he was just like a normal person falling asleep, and even his pulse was steady and strong.
At this moment, everyone looked at Doctor Yuan and Hua Nanxing, hoping that they could tell what exactly was wrong with the patient.
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