Chapter 495 - Four Methods to Diagnose a Disease (2/2)

Leng Wenzhuo was not only from one of the four big families but also the only one who was as pretty as Jiang Miaoyu in “Young Chinese Medicine Doctor”. She was just too indifferent.

Then Leng Wenzhuo entered the room.

When she came out, the time on the big screen stopped at 4:21.

The time she spent was only one second longer than Luo Jie’s.

The result made many in the audience feel sorry for her.

After all, what Leng Wenzhuo did best was to diagnose illness face to face.

She lost to Luo Jie at her best by one second. Even she herself could not accept this result, not to mention the audience.

If she was a little faster in one aspect, she could overtake Luo Jie.

Unfortunately, the result was unchangeable.

She wore a cold face, and the others could not tell whether she was happy or sad. Then she returned to the main stage and sat next to Jiang Miaoyu.

“Next, please welcome the fourth contestant, Chen Ziju,” the host continued.

Chen Ziju got up, went to the side stage, and entered the room.

A moment later, he walked out.

The time on the big screen showed four minutes and 23 seconds!

The time he spent was three seconds longer than Luo Jie’s and two seconds longer than Leng Wenzhuo’s.

This achievement also caused a shout of surprise. The audience said that Chen Ziju was also very strong.

“Number five.”

When Chen Ziju returned, the host continued to shout, “Fang Qiu!”

When Fang Qiu’s name was mentioned, everyone turned to focus on him.

They still remembered the fact that he cured cancer in half an hour. His strength was amazing!

Fang Qiu got up and walked to the side stage with a smile on his face.

Looking at the confident Fang Qiu, everyone began to guess.

“Will Fang Qiu be number one?”

“He can even cure cancer in half an hour. This competition must be a piece of cake for him.”

“Yes, let’s see how fast he can finish it.”

Not only the audience but also the three judges were totally focused on Fang Qiu. They also wanted to see Fang Qiu’s ability in the Four Methods to Diagnose a Disease.

“Come on.”

Looking at Fang Qiu’s back, Jiang Miaoyu whispered to cheer him on.

Under the gaze of the crowd, the clock was on.

Everyone sat up straight, with their eyes rolling back and forth between the big screen and the side stage. They all wanted to know how long Fang Qiu would take.

As soon as he entered the room, Fang Qiu looked at the person sitting in the room.

This was a man about to turn 40.

At first glance, the man had a dark complexion, and there was a clear border between the dark and normal areas of his forehead.

Fang Qiu walked to the desk and sat down.

He held out a pen and a piece of paper while he said, “Let me check your pulse.”Visit vi p novel

The patient stretched out his hand.

Fang Qiu felt the pulse immediately.

Then his brows furrowed at once.

A minute later, Fang Qiu finished feeling the pulse and wrote on the paper with his pen, saying, “The joints of the two pulses are floating; the middle of it is tense; the pulse is weak, and the pulse of the right hand shows no signs of tension; the two are not long enough.”

“Open your mouth and let me see your tongue.”

The patient did as he asked.

As Fang Qiu looked at his tongue, he wrote, “The tongue is fat and light. It’s not dry and doesn’t look slippery.”

“How are you feeling?” Fang Qiu asked.

“Fine,” the patient replied.

“What about the body? Do you feel powerless? Is there something wrong with your diet?” Fang Qiu continued.

“No, I feel all right. I am strong enough, and I can eat well,” replied the patient.

“What are the main symptoms of your illness?” Fang Qiu went on.

“I occasionally have a fever, but it’s not too high, about 38 degrees, but if I sweat, I get better,” the patient replied.

“Okay.”

Fang Qiu nodded and started writing on the paper.

At this point, the patient couldn’t help spitting into the trash can next to the clinic table.

Fang Qiu looked at it intently and saw that there was already a lot of phlegm in the trash can.

Immediately, he wrote down on the paper, “There is a lot of sticky phlegm; it’s white, transparent, and bubbly.”

When he finished, Fang Qiu asked again, “Is anything bothering you in daily life?”

“Yes.”

Without hesitation, the patient answered, “I am an introverted man, and I’m a live-in son-in-law. I have harbored many grievances over the years. I always keep those to myself and never speak it out.

“Other than that, there’s nothing.”

Fang Qiu nodded knowingly.

Obviously, now that he came here to be a volunteer patient, the program group had communicated with him beforehand. So when each contestant asked him, he would immediately answer the question, instead of being bashful.

Reading what he had written on the paper, Fang Qiu analyzed and wrote, “The lungs’ Qi is too high, leading to a cough, which in turn leads to a low fever. The pulse is short, and both sides are weak. Floating pulse prompts hepatobiliary problems; the spleen and stomach must be limited; in addition, the patient’s face is dark, and the prognosis is poor; the patient is likely to develop pulmonary edema. Now sputum is a precursor. The color of the gastric meridian circulation area on the patient’s forehead is dark, which indicates that he feels depressed and has nowhere to vent his depression. Together with other factors, these lead to a severe illness.

Summary: lung cancer and the cancer cells have metastasized to the liver and bone.”

When he finished, Fang Qiu immediately pressed the button on the table.

The moment it was pressed, the time on the big screen on the main stage of the studio stopped immediately!