The Greatest Daoist Miracle Doctor

"Shh..." After listening to Chen Songjie's words, all the people on the scene immediately quieted down.

Yes, there is a treatment plan!

Chen Songjie saw a sentence shocked everyone, but with a cold hiss, he took the lead in saying: "the patient's condition is severe liver depression. I take Angelica sinensis and Paeonia lactiflora as the king, Atractylodes macrocephala and poria cocos as the minister..."

Chen Songjie carefully stated his prescription's "monarch, minister, assistant and envoy" and said with infinite confidence: "take it for three days, you can get obvious effect. After a course of treatment for seven days, I can guarantee that the patient's depression will go away nine times out of ten! Dare to ask, the treatment of this case of depression, there is more effective than this program

All the people present are traditional Chinese medicine. It's easier to compete in medical skills. It's not necessary for the patients to judge whether they are superior or inferior after they have taken the medicine.

As the saying goes, the layman watches the excitement, the expert listens to the door.

As soon as they heard Chen Songjie explain this prescription, they had to admit that what he said was very reasonable. Every medicine was targeted!

The medicine was so good and the mind was so delicate that all the people present had to take it.

"No wonder Chen Songjie is so arrogant. It turns out that he really has some real skills. Can Mr. Ye handle it? " Haicheng teachers and students, in an instant, raised their heart to their throat.

Chen Songjie sneered coldly, tilted his head and looked at Ye Feng. With a sneer, he asked, "what's the matter with Ye Feng? Can you have a better plan than me? "

The eyes of the whole audience turned to Ye Feng. Everyone was so nervous that they didn't dare to breathe.

Ye Feng, however, was still calm. With a smile, he said, "of course!"

Chen Songjie's brow, immediately is a jump, not angry smile: "good, good! You talk about it, you hurry! I'll see. What can you do? "

Ye Feng ignored Chen Songjie, but he raised his hand and reached out to Lin Yuanzhi. He said with a smile, "Yuanzhi, please lend me your bamboo flute again!"

"Bamboo flute? Oh, yes, Mr. Ye Excited, Lin Yuanzhi immediately takes out the bamboo flute and walks quickly to Ye Feng, presenting it with both hands.

All the people on the scene, very puzzled, one by one confused, looked at Ye Feng.

I don't know what Ye Feng wants to do when he wants a bamboo flute?

Ye Feng, holding a bamboo flute, walked up to the mother and daughter of the patient and asked with a smile, "do you like music?"

The patient's mother, who had already been shocked by Ye Feng's superb technique of auscultation, seemed to regard Ye Feng as a miracle doctor. Hearing Ye Feng's question, she quickly said, "I like it, she likes it! To be honest with Dr. ye, my daughter is very talented in music. Before she got sick, she even passed the piano band 8! However, after the illness, all the musical instruments were put down. "

The girl, with a drooping face, said nothing. There is no pride in the achievement of piano band 8.

Poor girl, her heart, because of depression, and completely closed, for everything in the world, have no interest.

After hearing this, Ye Feng immediately glanced at the piano in front of the academic lecture hall, but his eyes lit up and said with a smile, "Oh? That's great

With these words, Ye Feng went to the table, picked up a pen and paper, and quickly wrote and drew something on two pieces of paper.

Then, holding the two pieces of paper, Ye Feng went back to the girl and said with a smile, "look, can you still play these two pieces of music?"

The girl, glancing at Ye Feng casually, didn't bother to speak, but nodded her head in a confused way.

"Then play with me!" With these words, Ye Feng went to the piano at the front of the academic lecture hall, raised his hand and opened the cover for it.

That girl, full of boredom, but also pushed by her mother, sat in front of the piano.

Ye Feng put the bamboo flute on his lips and nodded to the girl student!

The girl student sat in front of the piano, her fingers touched the piano keys that she had not seen for a long time, but her face was still depressed and tired of the world.

Listening to the sound of Ye Feng's Flute, the girl student's fingers relaxed and began to play.

At the beginning, it was unfamiliar, but later, it became coherent.

The girl's piano and Ye Feng's flute are intertwined.

This is a song full of sadness and indignation! In the tune, full of, is the meaning of the lament, hear it sad!

The whole scene was quiet. Although he didn't understand what Ye Feng was going to do, he listened to the melody carefully and looked at the girl attentively.

I don't know. Just a few minutes later, the girl who was playing the piano was red eyed

Gradually, big big tears rolled down silently!

The child's mother saw her daughter's tears, covered her mouth in surprise, looked at Ye Feng in shock, and whispered: "doctor ye, she, she cried Since she got sick, she has never cried, only irritable and tired. "Ye Feng gently waved to the girl's mother, and then stopped playing the flute.

In such a large academic lecture hall, there are only girls' more and more skilled piano music.

Sure enough, it's level 8. The girl plays the piano very well.

However, with the piano playing more and more skillfully, the tears on the girl's face are pouring down.

At the end of the song, she fell on the piano and cried!

"Daughter Good boy... " The girl's mother, with tears coming down, is going to comfort her daughter.

However, she was stopped by Ye Feng and let the girl cry there.

"Can I continue to play the second one?" A few minutes later, Ye Feng asked the girl!

The girl's face is full of tears, raised her head, casually wiped a handful of tears, and nodded to Ye Feng.

Move your fingers, change the score, and start playing the second tune!

Just played a few sound, just wipe dry tears, then again turbulent and down.

Tears on the keys, the girl insisted on playing. When she reached the middle of the piano, her crying stopped and her fingers flew away, and she was already completely immersed in the song.

This song is far from as sad and sad as the first one. Instead, it is smooth, melodic and beautiful.

At the end of the song, the girl sat on the piano stool, dazed.

Tears are still on the face, but there is no just that touch of irritability and boredom.

"What's the matter with you, daughter? Dr. ye, what's going on? " The girl's mother asked anxiously.

Ye Feng, however, went to the girl's side and asked with a smile, "how about it? What does it feel like in my heart? "

PS: it's two shifts today!