The Best Physiognomist

In Baicao Pavilion!

When he heard that the reason why the middle-aged man came to seek medical treatment actually involved Tianren Hospital, which was going to be dealt with ten days later, Jiang Fengye, who had not planned to intervene at first, immediately had a look of surprise in his eyes.

Then, he immediately mobilized the spiritual power of his Dantian to open his eyes and carefully observed the situation inside the middle-aged woman's body.

The internal organs are strong and powerful, the three souls and seven souls are intact, and the meridians and blood vessels are running well!

Jiang Fengye couldn't help but frown when he saw that not only was there no abnormality in the middle-aged woman's body, but she was also healthier than ordinary people.

At the same time, Mr. Hu finished checking the pulse and took back his fingers.

"Doctor, what's going on with my wife?" When he saw Mr. Hu retracting his finger from his wife's wrist, the middle-aged man immediately asked nervously.

"The meridians are expanded and strong, the breathing is steady and orderly, and the internal organs are the same. It doesn't seem to be a sign of illness." Ignoring the middle-aged man's questioning, Mr. Hu frowned and muttered to himself.

"Not sick!"

Mr. Hu talked to himself about the diagnosis of the disease without deliberately lowering his voice. This made the middle-aged man who clearly heard the diagnosis results immediately become noisy.

"Old guy, if my wife was not sick, how could she have been unconscious all this time? I think you are just like the guys at Tianren Hospital, you are also a quack doctor who knows nothing."

"Shut up!" Upon hearing the middle-aged man's insult to Mr. Hu, Ye Xianyun immediately shouted with a frosty face.

Mr. Hu's name is Hu Zhanshuo, and he is nicknamed the Soul-Destroying Hand. With his medical hands, he can revive the souls of the dead.

Although it is an exaggeration, it is enough to illustrate Mr. Hu's superb medical skills.

Moreover, in order to invite Mr. Hu to sit in the Baicao Pavilion in person, she directly offered a million yuan. How could she tolerate other people's slander against him.

Ye Xianyun shouted harshly, which immediately aroused the middle-aged man's anger. Then he picked up a chair next to him and threw it directly at the counter next to Jiang Fengye.

But when the middle-aged man was less than one meter away from the counter, Jiang Fengye quickly raised his foot and kicked him nearly six meters away from the store.

However, Jiang Fengye's attack just now not only controlled the strength, but also used certain skills.

Therefore, the kick just now seemed very harsh, but in fact the middle-aged man did not suffer any damage, which made him immediately roll around and cry.

"Come and see! Baicao Pavilion is beating someone!"

Since the entrance of Baicao Pavilion is facing a busy street, there is a constant flow of pedestrians on the road. Therefore, after hearing the middle-aged man's howl, countless pedestrians gathered around him.

Among them, there are many elderly people and women who like to gossip.

"Dear uncles and aunts, brothers and sisters, today I took my wife to this Baicao Pavilion for medical treatment. Not only did they...!"

Jiang Fengye's risky move just now gave the other party an excuse to frame him, but his move was also to protect Baicao Pavilion's property.

After all, there are many wild precious and rare medicinal materials stored in the counter, which are also the insecticides that Baicao Pavilion used to build its reputation.

Therefore, in order to prevent the middle-aged man from continuing to slander Baicao Pavilion, and not to let the other party throw dirty water on Jiang Fengye, Ye Xianyun was ready to admit defeat and take the money for personal gain.

However, just when she was about to interrupt the middle-aged man's slander, Jiang Fengye took the lead and asked.

"Uncle, why did I kick you just now?"

"Because you want to kill people and silence them."

The middle-aged man, who was not afraid of things getting serious, immediately started talking nonsense.

"Why do we want to kill people and silence them?" Jiang Fengye asked with a lifeless smile as he stood up and walked towards the middle-aged woman.

"Because you are all a bunch of quackery doctors who don't like my wife's illness. You are afraid that I will speak nonsense and affect Baicao Pavilion, so you want to kill her and silence her."

"Who said we can't take good care of your wife's illness?" Jiang Fengye stopped next to the middle-aged woman and asked with a smile.

"That old man!" The middle-aged man immediately pointed at Mr. Hu who looked ugly and said.

"Uncle, Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, looking, asking, and cutting when treating a disease!"

"Doctor Hu just made a preliminary diagnosis of the condition by taking the pulse, and hasn't really started treatment yet. How do you know that we can't cure your wife's disease?"

After Jiang Fengye refuted the middle-aged man's slander with a smile, he turned around and supported Mr. Hu's arm. He squeezed it tightly and asked with a smile.

"Doctor Hu, a minor problem like acupuncture damage is not worthy of your personal attention at all. Why don't you leave it to me, your apprentice?"

"Small…!"

Although the young Jiang Fengye showed superb attainments in Yin Yang, Five Elements and Feng Shui layout, which made Mr. Hu sincerely admire him, but the diagnosis of traditional Chinese medicine involves life-threatening matters, so it is not a joke to use it to praise one's anger.

Therefore, Mr. Hu flatly refused without even thinking about it.

But a sudden numbness in his arm prevented him from saying the words of rejection. Instead, Jiang Fengye forcibly pressed him down on the chair.

Afterwards, Jiang Fengye turned around and walked to the middle-aged woman's side, put his fingers on her wrist, and then used the pulse-taking method to further check to confirm his suspicion.

When the unique pulse-taking technique revealed slight damage to the Jianjing points on both sides of the middle-aged woman's back shoulders, Jiang Fengye looked at the little girl who had been silent since entering the door with a confident smile and praised. .

"Little sister, although you are not very old, your finger techniques and skills in acupoint massage are excellent!"

After hearing Jiang Fengye's praise, everyone at the scene felt puzzled, but the little girl couldn't help but take two steps back with a sudden change of expression, and a panicked look appeared in her eyes.

This also made the shrewd Ye Xianyun quickly glance at the unconscious middle-aged woman, with a thoughtful look in her eyes.

Although he didn't know why his daughter was afraid of the other party's praise, the middle-aged man who was eager to protect his daughter immediately stood up and rushed to the little girl, then glared at Jiang Fengye and roared.

"Boy, if you have any means, just come at me directly, don't scare my daughter."

Facing the middle-aged man's angry glare, Jiang Fengye explained sincerely, bent over to pick up the middle-aged woman, and then let her lie flat on the ground with her back facing up.

"Uncle, I didn't mean to scare the little girl just now, I was sincerely praising her."

Then, he opened the collar of the middle-aged woman, revealing her smooth and white shoulders, and pointed at the slightly reddish areas on both sides of her shoulders and explained.

"Because your daughter can not only accurately find the Jianjing acupoint to relieve fatigue, but also use finger massage to ensure that the aunt's life is not harmed while keeping her in a coma for three to five months."

"I think even a truly top acupoint massage master would need at least twenty years to achieve this step."