1436: C1436 Difficult to Treat!

C1436 Difficult to Treat!

"Sss..."

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. To be able to break through from the Qi Cultivation stage to the Late Qi Cultivation stage in eight months, even a genius like the four young masters of the capital would not be able to achieve such a cultivation speed.

Fu Cheng fell into deep shock. Then, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. "As expected of War God..."

He had to admit that Lee Yifann had exceeded his understanding. It was fine if he was a genius, but he could still turn others into geniuses.

"Hehe, from now on, I'll also be a martial artist! I don't need to look at those guys' dirty faces anymore. I'll slap anyone I see who's unhappy!" Fu Bai had a smug look on his face.

In the past, as someone who knew everything, he had always been praised for being able to hear everything around him. He knew a lot of information and secrets, but he didn't like this kind of title at all. Sometimes, when he was bullied, he would also want to get into a fight if he didn't like it. Now, his dream had come true.

Fu Cheng glared at him. "You've just become a martial artist. You're still miles away from being able to walk unhindered. Don't cause trouble for me!"

He saw through his son's thoughts with a single glance and directly poured a bucket of cold water over.

Fu Bai twitched his mouth. "Alright, alright. I understand. I won't do anything reckless."

As a matter of fact, he wouldn't mess around either. He was a person with a brain, so how could he do such brainless things? He had just been addicted to talking.

Fu Cheng then instructed the crowd, "Don't spread the news of Little White becoming a martial artist around. The Fu Family's strength is still weak. We have to keep a low profile as much as possible. Got it?"

"Yes, Master!"

...

The next morning, just as Lee Yifann finished washing up, Zhai Qingxue came to call him.

"Yifann, wake up. It's time for breakfast!"

Crack.

Lee Yifann opened the door and looked at her. "So early? It's only seven o'clock."

"Everyone is waiting for you." Zhai Qingxue rolled her eyes at him.

Lee Yifann was speechless. Although he did not have the habit of staying in bed, these people were all too proactive.

When they came to the restaurant, almost all the people from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association had come.

"Hello, President Lee!"

When everyone saw Lee Yifann, they greeted him with smiles.

After announcing that Lee Yifann would be the new president yesterday, everyone was full of expectations for this young president.

Lee Yifann greeted everyone one by one and sat down.

At this moment, Suo Lee stood up and said with a smile, "President Lee..."

Lee Yifann blinked and said, "President Suo, calling me President Lee is a bit too different. Call me by my name."

Although he had already become the president, he always felt bored when someone who was about to become his grandfather called him president.

"Haha, okay." Suo Lee nodded. "Yifann, a lot of people advised me last night. Today, I will skip the part where other doctors present their gifts. Everyone wants to see your ultimate work."

"Huh?" Lee Yifann was stunned.

"Don't be stunned. You know that compared to your medical skills, that little trick of the big guy is really hard to take out. To tell you the truth, some of the patients who came to watch the exchange meet yesterday... They're all planning to use today's opportunity to look for you to see a doctor!"

Lee Yifann was a little speechless. "In terms of medical skills, everyone has their own unique skills. It would be too exaggerated to say that they can't take it out. "

"Sigh, our skills are really far from your!"

"That's right. If I had those unique skills that could be compared to President Lee's Acupuncture Arts, I would be able to wake up laughing even in my dreams."

"President Lee, don't be modest!"

Everyone laughed. Of course, their words weren't meant to flatter Lee Yifann, but to say that Lee Yifann's Acupuncture Arts had reached the peak of perfection. They were ashamed of their inferiority.

Lee Yifann's acupuncture skill was already deep, and with the support of inner Qi, the healing effect was heaven defying. How many people in the world could compare to him?

"Alright, alright. Since all of you have said so, if I continue to decline, it will be a little unreasonable!" Lee Yifann was helpless.

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but smile.

Suo Lee said with a look of anticipation, "Yesterday, I saw your Acupuncture Arts and the way to explain the theory of TCM. Everyone felt that it wasn't enough. I hope you can tell us more about it. Look, what do you have to say?"

Lee Yifann thought for a moment and replied," Since everyone has this intention, I naturally won't shirk. I think this social meeting will be held every half a year from now on. After finding someone to arrange the things in the social meeting, it will be posted on the association's website. In addition, I might not be able to attend the exchange meet every time, but I'll post some medical knowledge on it whenever I have the time. I'll let everyone learn and interact with each other, as well as the learning method of the Needle Threading Guidance. I will also make it public. "

"Alright!"

When everyone heard this, they were all excited.

"It's held once every six months, and the timing is just right!"

"In the future, there will be people who will record the contents of the exchange meet, so there's no need to worry about missing it."

"We will follow President Lee from now on. I have a feeling that the other Traditional Chinese Medicine Association will imitate him one after another in the future!"

Everyone was extremely excited. They were all filled with anticipation for the beautiful future of TCM.

After breakfast, everyone prepared to go to the lecture hall.

At this moment, a group of people hurriedly ran over. The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties, and he was accompanied by a young man in his teens. Behind him was a group of family members.

"Doctor, doctor! I beg you, my son suddenly fell ill, and there is no way to find out the cause of the illness. I know that there is an exchange meeting going on here, please save my son, I really have no other choice! "

The middle-aged man's face was full of pleading, and he almost knelt down.

Hearing this, the group of TCM doctors looked at each other and turned their heads to look at the young man.

They saw that the patient had a dull expression and his body was stiff as if he had been possessed. He twitched from time to time and rolled up his eyes. He looked quite scary.

"What kind of illness is this?"

"I've never seen it before. It looks a little like epilepsy."

"No! The symptoms of epilepsy are much worse than this."

Everyone started to discuss. Even the famous doctors who had treated countless cases had never seen this kind of illness before.

Lee Yifann stared at the young man for a full two minutes. His heart moved, and he calmly walked forward. He first touched the young man's forehead, rolled his eyes, and then his gaze slightly changed. He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the young man's neck.

"Eh? This is a pulse?"

"No way. Shouldn't the pulse be in the wrist joint?"

"What kind of strange pulse is this?" Wang Yao asked.

The doctors were all surprised and puzzled.0

After a while, Lee Yifann withdrew his hand and said in a heavy tone, "This illness is difficult to treat."

"What?"

Everyone was shocked and looked at Lee Yifann in shock.

In their impression, since Ou Chen started to look for trouble yesterday, Lee Yifann had never said that it was not easy to treat, or that it could not be cured. He had always easily cured the patient's symptoms.

At this moment, when facing this young man, he actually said the word "difficult to treat."

Could it be that this young man's illness was not epilepsy that they thought it was?

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