Chapter 407 The old Chinese medicine doctor was furious.



"Dr. Li! Dr. Li!"

The chief physician also had a big smile on his face and bowed and scraped to Li Huan.

Li Huan said, "I must reiterate that I am not a miracle doctor, just a lunchbox vendor! I only know a little about traditional Chinese massage techniques!"

The chief physician smiled and said, "Not only are you a great cook, but you can also cure difficult and complicated diseases with ease!"

As he spoke, the chief physician turned his gaze to Wang Yuyan, who was standing next to Li Huan.

"Who is this beautiful lady?"

Li Huan introduced her as, "She is my girlfriend."

The chief physician exclaimed, "Beautiful! So beautiful! Such a great presence! You look just like a famous celebrity!"

Wang Yuyan asked curiously, "Who is the big star?"

She traveled from the Northern Song Dynasty, so naturally she didn't know the meaning of "star".

The chief physician was just offering a casual compliment, but he didn't expect Wang Yuyan to actually ask for details.

He looked at Wang Yuyan carefully: "Hmm, your temperament is fresh and refined, just like the Hong Kong and Taiwan star Li Ruotong when she was young."

Indeed, Wang Yuyan bears some resemblance to Li Ruotong.

One has to admire the director of the 1997 TV series "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" for his excellent casting choices and keen eye for beauty, casting Li Ruotong as Wang Yuyan.

Zhang's wife hurriedly said, "Quickly, save my husband, Old Zhang!"

Li Huan walked closer to the hospital bed, sat on the stool, and solemnly reached out to take Dean Zhang's pulse.

A doctor with gray hair next to him looked at Li Huan in surprise.

"You...you really understand Traditional Chinese Medicine?"

This doctor is clearly a well-known traditional Chinese medicine doctor; otherwise, he wouldn't have come to treat Director Zhang.

He discovered that Li Huan's pulse-taking technique was completely wrong!

An error was bound to occur because Li Huan had no knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine and couldn't take a pulse.

However, Li Huan knows how to act.

His expression was serious, his eyes slightly closed, and he asked in a low, deliberate tone, "Do you think I understand traditional Chinese medicine?"

The old Chinese medicine doctor laughed and said, "Young man, that's not how you take a pulse. You're not even a beginner if you're doing it like that."

Li Huan pursed her lips: "How do you think we should take a pulse?"

The old Chinese medicine doctor said, "The so-called pulse diagnosis is called 'pulse taking'! The most basic common sense is the 'cun, guan, chi' positions on the left and right wrists! The 'cun, guan, chi' positions on the left hand represent the 'heart, liver, and kidneys,' while the 'cun, guan, chi' positions on the right hand represent the 'lungs, spleen, and kidneys'!"

"Furthermore, you must use your index, middle, and ring fingers to press on the 'cun, guan, chi' points on your wrist, with the three fingers forming an arc and the fingertips aligned!"

"Look at your pulse-taking technique, you only used your index and middle fingers, and didn't place them on the 'cun, guan, chi' positions!"

"Young man, forgive my bluntness, but you don't know anything about pulse diagnosis!"

Li Huan listened patiently to the old Chinese medicine doctor's long-winded explanation, smiled slightly, withdrew his index finger, and extended only his middle finger, sliding it down Dean Zhang's wrist to his inner elbow.

"If I were to use my middle finger to take your pulse at your elbow, how would you respond?"

Witnessing Li Huan's bizarre pulse-taking technique, the old Chinese medicine doctor's eyes widened in astonishment.

The doctors who were watching were also shocked.

Wang Yuyan quickly covered her mouth, almost bursting out laughing.

The old Chinese medicine doctor went from shock to anger: "How...how can you take a pulse like that? This is utter nonsense! It's an insult to the profound and extensive field of traditional Chinese medicine!"

Li Huan said, "Who decided that we must use three fingers? And who decided that we must press on the 'cun, guan, chi' positions?"

The old Chinese medicine doctor said, "This is how we take pulses since ancient times!"

Li Huan said, "How can we innovate and improve our medical skills by simply following the paths others have taken?"

The old Chinese medicine doctor's face flushed with anger: "You don't even understand the most basic common sense of traditional Chinese medicine, yet you're talking to me about innovation and improving medical skills? What kind of bullshit medical skills do you have?!"

Li Huan said, "Old sir, you look quite imposing, probably a leading figure in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. How can you be so ill-mannered, swearing in public like that!"

The old Chinese medicine doctor was so rebuked that his eyes almost popped out.

The chief physician hurriedly introduced, "This is Mr. Zheng, a renowned expert from the provincial TCM hospital and the president of the TCM Association!"

Li Huan said, "What's so great about a famous expert? And how awesome is the president of the Chinese Medicine Association? He can't even cure Dean Zhang's strange illness, yet he has the nerve to sit here pointing fingers and criticizing my pulse-taking technique? It's absolutely laughable!"

“You…” Mr. Zheng stood up abruptly, almost bursting with anger.

Li Huan said, "Sir, please don't get agitated! Previously, President Lu's son, Lu Han, became overly agitated, which caused his strange illness to flare up. Dean Zhang also became overly agitated and was infected with the strange illness by Lu Han. If you also get emotional here, I estimate that you will also be infected with the strange illness!"

"Hahaha..." Old Mr. Zheng laughed wildly, "Since ancient times, excessive excitement has led to stroke and heart disease relapse. I have never heard of excessive excitement causing a strange disease of convulsions, and that it can be transmitted to other people who are also excessively excited!"

Li Huan said, "That's why it's called a strange disease! Everyone, haven't you noticed? Lu Han is a rich second-generation, usually quite arrogant, and his character isn't great! Dean Zhang, as the director of the municipal hospital, actually broke his promise, tried to renege on the bet after losing, and his character isn't good either!!"

Wu Meng interjected, "You mean to say that the infected patients are not only overly agitated, but also have character flaws?"

Li Huan said, "That's right!"

"Hahaha..." Old Mr. Zheng laughed wildly again, "Nonsense! Nonsense! Young man, not only do you not understand traditional Chinese medicine, but you also talk nonsense and are good at fooling people!"

The other two medical experts also looked at Li Huan with disdain.

Dean Zhang's wife, growing increasingly anxious, urged again, "Stop arguing, hurry and save my husband, Mr. Zhang!"

Li Huan stopped taking Zhang's pulse and reached out to press on Dean Zhang's abdomen.

"Wait a minute!" Mr. Zheng exclaimed.

Li Huan asked, "You old man, what's wrong now that you're all so easily startled?"

Mr. Zheng pointed to Dean Zhang's abdomen: "What acupoint are you pressing?"

Li Huan said, "Guanyuan acupoint!"

Mr. Zheng said, "The Guanyuan acupoint belongs to the Ren meridian and is one of the most powerful tonifying acupoints in the human body. Massaging this acupoint can nourish the body's vital energy, strengthen the foundation, and benefit the lower abdomen! It has a good therapeutic effect on the urinary and reproductive systems, and..."

"Stop! Stop!" Li Huan interrupted Mr. Zheng. "I'm here to treat Dean Zhang's strange illness, not to listen to you showing off your knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine. Please shut up and don't disturb my massage."

"You...you..." Old Mr. Zheng glared angrily, "How could your massage of the 'Guanyuan' acupoint possibly cure Dean Zhang's convulsions? It's clearly just random massage, with absolutely no medical basis!"

Li Huan sighed helplessly, unable to bear the stubborn and arrogant old Chinese medicine doctor any longer.

"Since you look down on me and don't believe in my medical skills, then let's make a bet!"

Mr. Zheng was taken aback and asked, "What kind of bet?"

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