C17 (1/2)

”Heart Transmission?”

Zheng Hancheng and the group of old Chinese medical doctors were all stunned. Even they found it difficult to understand the two words that Chen Jie had said.

”That's right, telepathic transmission! ”Chinese medicine is like cooking, it relies on a heart of a doctor. Without talent and a master, it is impossible to reach the level of passing down knowledge through the heart!”

Chen Jie immediately stood in front of the old man and squatted down. Without explaining anything, he pierced the silver needles into several of Ye Tianshan's acupuncture points near his heart.

At this point of time, Chen Jie knew that if he still did not save the old general, he would be in real danger.

”Chinese medicine is different from western medicine. You treat diseases with western medicine and treat people like parts. If it doesn't work, then change it. If it doesn't work, then use antibiotics and hormones to repair it.”

”Your western medicine treatment is precise to the point where it can cure illnesses. Time is accurate to the second. Your medical attainment is just an addition of theoretical knowledge and surgical skill.”

Chen Jie talked to himself, completely ignoring the darkening expression of the western doctor.

”However, our Chinese medicine is different. In ancient China, there were Divine Farmers who tasted the Hundred Herbs, Li Shizhen who cultivated the Compendium of Herbs, and Hua Tuo who cut open the skull.

What is hearsay?

The quality of the medicinal herbs, the length of time spent decocting the herbs, the results of watching and hearing, these are the most important hearsay! ”

Traditional Chinese medicine relied on meditation and talent, but also on sweat and telepathy.

After Chen Jie finished saying all these in one breath, the entire competition grounds became silent, then erupted into applause, all of these old doctors started crying and applauding from the bottom of their hearts.

It was a great pleasure to have such a young man stand up when they were being insulted by Western medicine.

”Humph!” Don't talk so much nonsense, there's nothing here, can you cure General Ye's illness? ”

The old man said unhappily.

”Go and find me a few knives, a bottle of strong white wine, a slice of mulberry peel, and a few plates.”

At the same time, strands of weak purple electric current passed through the silver needles to check Ye Tianshan's body condition.

It had to be said that Ye Tianshan's situation was even worse than what he imagined. Chen Jie could feel the electric current entering his body.

Because, not only was Ye Tianshan's heart attack acute, he was also suffering from acute appendicitis!

Not knowing why, but although appendicitis should have been something that could be discovered a long time ago, the person beside Ye Tianshan actually did not notice it.

But right after, Chen Jie's face changed, at the same time, a sense of respect rose from the bottom of his heart.

There was actually an old wound on the appendix of the Old Master Ye general. It looked like he had been hit by a bullet before, which caused a very deep piercing wound.

The old general must have thought it was a relapse and held on. He had to admit that he had strong perseverance.

After a while, a few blades with different sizes arrived. Chen Jie did not know whether to laugh or cry, but all of them were fruit knives, which was extremely inconvenient to use.

At the same time, someone brought some disinfected Chinese medicine from the Chinese medicine cabinet at the venue.

In addition, there was also a bottle of Maotai wine, a few clean plates, as well as some gauze and cotton swabs. He could only find so much.