I'm a big star

Seeing this scene, the crowd at the scene held their breath.

Diagnosis of pulse by hanging thread, which only exists in legends, has reappeared in the world today.

From the beginning, it was this kind of top-level contest, which was simply not too exciting.

Li Feng tapped the tip of his hair lightly, and the hair trembled accordingly.

After only thirty seconds, Li Feng let go of the hair in his hand, turned to look at Zhang Chenglin: "I'm done with the diagnosis, it's your turn."

30 seconds?Hehe—I'm afraid I haven't even found the pulse yet?

Zhang Chenglin sneered disdainfully and started his own diagnosis.

1 minute... Zhang Chenglin entered the state.

2 minutes... Zhang Chenglin found the pulse.

5 minutes... Zhang Chenglin completed the diagnosis.

He let go of his right hand and stood up slowly: "I'll give you another chance, it's still too late for you to admit defeat."

He has fully grasped the patient's situation and is invincible!
"No need." Li Feng shook his head and smiled, "Tell me your diagnosis."

Zhang Chenglin smiled disdainfully, and said eloquently: "According to my diagnosis, this patient's pulse condition is thin and weak, which shows that his spleen yang is weak, and he is often accompanied by symptoms such as diarrhea and stomach cold!"

"Under the weak pulse, there is also a slight condition. The pulse condition is insufficient, indicating that the patient's yang energy is weak. More importantly, under the weak pulse, there is also a stringy and slippery phenomenon. There should be a problem with my sleep..."

As soon as the words came out, everyone's expressions changed.

They never expected that the patient had a triple pulse.

What is even more frightening is that Zhang Chenglin diagnosed it without fail.

Has his medical skill reached this level?For a while, everyone was at a loss for words.

Gu Shuqing's brows were slightly frowned. Facing such a terrifying opponent, can Li Feng still win?

Zhang Chenglin glanced at Li Feng lightly, and said, "Announce the answer."

Li Feng nodded, and slowly opened the answer written in advance.

"Thin and empty, the pulse condition is deep and slight, and slippery..."

Zhang Chenglin's diagnosis was exactly the same as Li Feng's.

"Jiang is still old and spicy, Zhang Lao really deserves to be a candidate for the national championship..."

"Being able to push Mr. Zhang to such an extent, Li Feng is proud enough."

"To achieve such an achievement at such a young age, the future is limitless, but it is a pity that the world is still dominated by Mr. Zhang..."

The onlookers were discussing.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Chenglin raised the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly, and looked at Li Feng with even more disdain: "Young man, you lost."

Although there were some twists and turns in the process, the result did not change at all. Li Feng still lost.

"I lost, that's not necessarily true!" Li Feng smiled lightly, opened the answer sheet completely, and said slowly; "In addition to the three pulses you mentioned, the patient has a fourth pulse!"

"The patient's yang pulse is thin and soft, which means the yang pulse is weak!"

As soon as his words fell, the people in Baicao Hall suddenly burst into joy.

"Weak Yang pulse, do you know what is weak Yang pulse?"

"Hehe, I think he is jumping over the wall in a hurry."

"..."

In the face of everyone's ridicule, Li Feng was not in a hurry or annoyed, and he looked calm from the beginning to the end.

He stared straight at Zhang Chenglin and the others and said, "Do you know what the biggest thing is silk and hair?"

"What do you want to say?" Zhang Chenglin asked.

Li Feng had an understated smile on his face, and said with a faint smile: "The silk thread is too thick, it can't fully reflect the patient's pulse!"

"Through silk, you can only perceive that the patient has three pulses, but with hair, you can perceive four!"

"Oh, you said yes, is that it?"

"If you don't believe me, you can go and see the patient's Shenshu point, I think his Shenshu point should be slightly red..."

The Hand Shaoyang Heart Meridian must pass through the Shenshu point, which can most intuitively show the state of the Yang Meridian.

Soon the patient was brought out. He was about 1.8 meters tall, with a burly figure and a body full of sinews, which made people frightened.

Zhang Chenglin's face was dark, and he walked straight over and lifted the patient's clothes.

"Hmph, I want to see..."

His voice became smaller and smaller until it became silent.

At this moment, there was a blush on the patient's lower back!
Where is the Shenshu point?

"Boom!" The scene before him exploded in Zhang Chenglin's mind like a thunderstorm. His deep eyes were full of shock, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

Such a strong young man is actually yang deficient!
After practicing medicine for decades, this was the first time he had seen such a strange case.

"He turned out to be really yang deficient!"

"We actually lost?"

"How is this possible!" Zhang Qingyang trembled uncontrollably.

The scene in front of him was like a bomb, which made his mind buzzing, and the horror in his heart was even more violent than that of Zhang Chenglin.

Zhang Chenglin's wrong diagnosis meant the failure of their Baicaotang!It means that Baicaotang lost to Li Feng!

The undefeated legend Zhang Chenglin, Zhang Chenglin who is destined to become a national player in the future, since it is placed in the hands of a young junior!

"It seems that I won." Li Feng squinted his eyes and glanced at the people in Baicao Hall, the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"Guru~"

No one spoke, whether it was Zhang Chenglin, Zhang Chengfeng, or Zhang Qingyang, their eyes were dull, and they stood there in a daze, speechless for a long time.

Zhang Chenglin took a deep look at Li Feng, trembling uncontrollably, and asked in a hoarse voice: "How long have you been learning Xuansi pulse diagnosis? Five years, ten years, or 20 years?"

Once upon a time, he only heard that the words could penetrate three points, but now someone's pulse diagnosis by Xuansi can penetrate three points!This is simply appalling.

Moreover, he is still so young!
how long?

Li Feng thought about it carefully, maybe it was only 3 minutes, but he couldn't say it out.

"Three days." Li Feng reported a compromise number.

three days?three days!Zhang Chenglin's eyes went dark, and he fell straight to the ground.

Li Feng's three days are worth his 30 years of penance.

At this moment, he completely convinced Li Feng!

"Cheng Lin!"

"Second Uncle!"

"teacher!"

All of a sudden, a group of disciples from Baicao Hall exclaimed, and hurriedly helped Zhang Chenglin to prevent him from falling to the ground.

Their faces were livid, and they glared at Li Feng.

Zhang Chengfeng snorted coldly, his expression was extremely ugly, they lost the first diagnosis, and they had to win the following prescriptions, acupuncture and moxibustion!
However, at this moment, Zhang Chengfeng was no longer sure of victory.

Instructing his disciples to help Zhang Chenglin down to rest, Zhang Chengfeng waved his hand at Zhang Qingyang and said, "Go, third uncle, please come."

A few minutes later, a relatively young man came up. He was about 60 years old, with slightly gray hair and a faint smile on his face.

"Zhang Chengyun, known as the medicine king of the East China Sea." Gu Shuqing introduced the other party's situation to Li Feng: "Not only did he know the Zhang family's various pharmacopoeias thoroughly, but what's more rare is that he was inclusive and perfectly integrated modern medicine with traditional Chinese medicine, creating a new world of medicine. The embryonic form of Chinese patent medicine is produced!"

Eastern Sea Medicine King?He is more powerful than the system?Li Feng shrugged his shoulders, not paying attention.

"Young man, you are very good." He looked at Li Feng with a smile and nodded.

"Of course I know that." Li Feng nodded.

Zhang Chengyun was taken aback for a moment, and wanted to say something, but was choked back by Li Fengsheng.

"Hehe, interesting..." Zhang Chenglin smiled with a livid face, and said loudly: "Get on the table and chairs, pen and ink!"

Soon, a group of disciples from Baicaotang brought stools.

With Li Feng and Zhang Chengyun taking their seats respectively, the contest officially began.

The patient this time was a middle-aged man with a haggard face, his right hand was covering his chest, and he kept coughing while walking.

Li Feng smiled faintly, and silently activated the Xuanhuang Wangqi Technique in his heart.

The patient's condition is instantly clear.

Symptoms: pertussis.

Cause: Excessive spicy food after surgery, causing bronchial damage.

His illness is already obvious, that is cough.

"What's the situation?" Zhang Chengyun asked while reaching out his hand to feel the man's pulse.

"Doctor, I have been coughing for 2 months. The cough is especially severe every morning and evening. I took a film in the hospital and said it was bronchitis. I took a lot of medicine and it didn't work."

After the patient finished talking, Zhang Chengyun had finished writing the prescription.

"Wheoping cough stops, this is my prescription!" Zhang Chengyun stood up, looking at Li Feng indifferently.