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Chapter 80 Quiet
"Secretary Huang, Secretary Huang." Director Zhang was shocked when he saw Xiao Fan's performance; a glimmer of hope appeared on his lifeless face, he patted Secretary Huang's arm repeatedly, and said excitedly: "Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan, it seems The status is back?"
"Oh?!" Secretary Huang straightened up, staring at Xiao Fan on the stage with wide eyes, thinking: Seriously? !

"Xiao Fan, don't make trouble. The patient's pulse condition is disordered and his heart rate is irregular. It may be a problem with the development of organs, and it is difficult to be sure. What you have to do now is stay away from this patient and don't bother me." Zeng Huajiang raised his head and stared fiercely. With one glance at Xiao Fan, he suddenly attributed his helplessness to Xiao Fan.

"Noisy." Xiao Fan suddenly raised his head, and stared at Zeng Huajiang with stern and deep eyes; Xiao Fan was much more calm than Zeng Huajiang in terms of demeanor and expression.

He didn't care about Zeng Huajiang, he lowered his head and carefully inspected the boy in front of him, looked at his eyes, poked his tongue out, and felt the pulse on his neck; after looking at him for a while, he slowly straightened up like an old man, and raised his right hand to take advantage of the situation. To touch the beard on his chin.

After a while, the old guy in Xiao Fan's body realized that this was not his true self, and his face was slightly taken aback; he looked left and right, and picked up the acupuncture that was placed on the side for a few sessions.

"What is he doing?"

"Does he want to be cured now?"

"Are you kidding me? Has he been diagnosed?"

With a swipe, Secretary Huang also stood up from his seat, excitedly ignoring the strange eyes of the people around him, and shouted at Xiao Fan on the stage: "Doctor Xiao! Have you been diagnosed!"

"En." Xiao Fan was unmoved, he refused to even give Secretary Huang a glance, he just lowered his head and fiddled with the thin needle in his hand, but Secretary Huang really listened to his soft kindness. in the eyes.

Secretary Huang's expression brightened immediately, and he slapped his palm on the table happily, pointed at Xiao Fan on the stage, looked at Director Zhang and said, "Hahahaha, as expected of Dr. Xiao, I'll just say it!"

"Since you have a diagnosis, you can also submit a medical certificate. What are you still doing here? It's too early to be happy without a final conclusion." Love frowned and said coldly as he stood aside.

"Do you really have a diagnosis?" Zeng Huajiang had already forgotten his identity at this moment, and obviously valued personal honor more than industry honor; as soon as this remark came out, there was another discussion about Zeng Huajiang in the audience.

"What is this Zeng Huajiang doing? Is he still from Huaxia?!" Director Zhang frowned when he heard this, and said coldly.

Zeng Huajiang came to his senses, seeing the accusing eyes of everyone in the audience, his body froze immediately, knowing that he had said something wrong; he gave Xiao Fan a helpless look, and lowered his head not daring to say anything nonsense.

Xiao Fan ignored the disturbing sounds beside his ears, but approached the patient's bed with acupuncture in hand.

"Doctor Xiao, that's not right. The patient's illness is strange. If you don't know about Jing Lao's diagnosis and use needles indiscriminately, you may harm the patient's condition. I'm afraid even Jing Lao will be helpless!"

Sitting in the first row, Dean Li of the Affiliated Hospital of the University of Medical Sciences, the host of the home court, could not see the relationship between Xiao Fan and Secretary Huang, but human life is at stake. He didn't dare to joke. Seeing that Xiao Fan really wanted to use needles, he quickly stood up Come to stop the road.

Xiao Fan frowned slightly, but did not reply.

"Xiao Fan, I think what Dean Li said makes sense. Human life is at stake. It's always right to be cautious. Dr. Love has submitted his medical certificate. You just need to dictate it. Dean Li knows the answer." Director Zhang stood up and smoothed things over; obviously Director Li had the most comprehensive consideration.

If Xiao Fan and Luo Fu's judgments are different, and Xiao Fan is correct, then the result of this match can be announced earlier; Let those foreigners see what real Chinese medicine is.

Xiao Fan frowned, and muttered something to himself, like a curse.

"What did you say?" Director Zhang didn't hear clearly.

"Dead wood disease." Xiao Fan's eyes drooped slightly, and he spit out three words.

Hearing the words, Director Zhang and Secretary Huang subconsciously looked at Dean Li who was standing aside; Dean Li was shocked when he heard the three words Xiao Fan uttered, nodded as if he had seen a ghost and said: " It is indeed the dead wood disease, which is consistent with Jing Lao's diagnosis!"

"Wow!"

"Papa papa! Good!"

There was an instant uproar in the venue, and there was a burst of applause and applause; but everyone was a little puzzled, what is this dead tree disease?There are also many people who have studied Chinese medicine for decades, but they have never heard of this disease.

Dean Li looked at Xiao Fan in amazement and said slowly: "Mr. Jing has been watching this patient with us for a whole week. After searching through medical techniques, he found a record of this disease in a handwritten fragment of Zhang Zhongjing. , it is a very rare and intractable disease. Most of the patients are aging rapidly, and the cells and indexes of any Western medicine equipment are normal; but the aging speed is more than ten times faster than ordinary people. Unexpectedly, no Thinking that Dr. Xiao made a diagnosis in a few minutes."

"No wonder people from Bethune's middle court went looking for him at the beginning. It turns out that he is a real person who doesn't show his face."

"Yeah, it must have been pretending at first, it really is a young and promising genius doctor."

"I have already said, what is the Central Hospital; how could such a young Chinese medicine practitioner be allowed to play for no reason."

The discussion about Xiao Fan below became hot again; Zeng Huajiang was completely put aside, he glanced at Xiao Fan with a complex expression, his hands clenched into fists, and suddenly a burst of anger surged into his heart, he was rushing to play the judges Xi walked over and snatched Narov's medical certificate.

"Deadwood disease."

On the diagnosis given by Luo Fu, these three words were also written in neat Chinese!
Zeng Huajiang's expression suddenly brightened, he turned around and shouted loudly: "Love has also been diagnosed!"

Quiet.

The venue that was full of celebrations fell silent instantly; everyone stared blankly at Zeng Huajiang, with a more or less trace of disgust on their faces; The medical certificate.

Love was even diagnosed? !
What can we do now?
Luo Fu looked indifferent, but he was not worried at all; he crossed his hands on his chest, and looked at Xiao Fan as if he knew about the disease a long time ago, and waved his hands: "This disease is terminally ill. You can barely continue your life, if it can't be cured, don't struggle.

Is it really going to be a tie?But each province has only one hospital quota;
No, that's not right, it was Luo Fu who judged it first, so if this is the case, then the winner will still be Luo Fu in the end!Thinking of this, Secretary Huang couldn't help being stunned. He pulled out of the joy of the previous second and looked at Director Zhang. Director Zhang nodded and looked at Dean Li and said, "President Li, since Dr. Xiao made the right decision. It is better to let him have a try, if it works; the winner will be decided naturally."

Dean Li smiled wryly: "Boss Zhang, the matter is not so simple. I know about this disease, and I have never encountered it before. If the patient is stabbed by Dr. Xiao and there is a problem, who can bear the responsibility?" gone."

"Then can you watch Luo Fu win?" Secretary Huang's face turned cold, and he glanced at Dean Li; Not to mention whether Xiao Fan is really capable, even if he is, even Mr. Jing said that he can only take care of himself slowly. Can he cure his illness with needles? We can't give him a month to take care of it. Patient? With all due respect, this time, we're afraid, really, really lost."

Damn!

Secretary Huang patted the table angrily. Thousands of pairs of eyes in the back row saw Secretary Huang's annoyed look and couldn't help but feel a sinking heart. They all felt that the slap was hot; do they want to finish laughing at Nan Xiang with their front feet, and then slap their back feet? Want to keep up with them?

"What's the fuss? If a medical practitioner doesn't have this level of concentration, it's better than a butcher who sells meat in the market." Xiao Fan glanced sideways at Secretary Huang and the others who were making a fuss, and said calmly.

Before Secretary Huang and the others had anything to say, his right hand holding the needle suddenly lifted up, and with a movement of his finger, a silver needle was accurately inserted into the patient's skin.

Who is in Xiao Fan's body now is the founder of the flying acupuncture: Zhang Zhongjing, who is also the discoverer of dead wood disease; he has been studying dead wood disease patients for decades.

Forcibly turning the dying patient into an "old birthday star."

The case in front of me is tailor-made for today's Xiao Fan!
"Flying acupuncture points?!"

Luo Fu and Zeng Huajiang looked at Xiao Fan's move just now, they couldn't help exclaiming in their hearts, they just felt a blur in front of their eyes; especially Zeng Huajiang stared at Xiao Fan's fingers with wide eyes, shaking again.

The other silver needle was accurately inserted into the acupuncture point, the top point was seven points, and the air point was three points, accurate and impartial; no more, no less strength!

"Doctor Xiao?!" Dean Li in the audience panicked when he saw that Xiao Fan had started giving the needle without his consent; he couldn't help but took steps towards the stage, but when he saw Xiao Fan's technique, The whole body was shocked, and the whole person stayed there as if he had seen a ghost. In addition to being surprised, he was still surprised:

This is... Chinese medicine... The unique knowledge of Chinese medicine, flying, flying acupuncture to fix acupuncture points?

"Flying acupuncture points!" There was also an old doctor in the venue who recognized this trick, stood up from his seat and shouted loudly while pointing at Xiao Fan.

"What's the matter, flying needle to fix the acupuncture point?"

"The flying needle fixed acupuncture point lost by the ancestor?"

All the doctors in the hospital who were sitting in the venue stood up one after another when they heard the words, stretched their necks and looked at Xiao Fan on the stage, their faces were full of surprise and exclamation!

Xiao Fan's hand holding the third needle trembled slightly. Hearing the sea-like noise, his brows were furrowed, and he turned around suddenly. With a lift of his right hand, a flying needle went straight to the roof. Go stab!
"Snapped!"

There was a sound of glass being pierced, accompanied by the sound of short-circuiting the current; the unbiased and luxurious lamp in the center of the head was instantly extinguished.

"Quiet!" Xiao Fan shouted in a deep voice.

Secretary Huang looked up at the top of his head and was shocked; he turned around and looked at the doctors who had almost stood up behind him, and shouted in a deep voice, "Quiet me!"

(End of this chapter)