The powerful cultivators in the city

The old man was very embarrassed.

"Old Xie, if you still don't believe it, you can ask my master in person. Any question is fine."

Ling Zhongce snorted from his nose and glanced at Xie Yunhui.

He knew that Yang Fengyu dared to do this, and he must have his old friend behind him.

"I dare not, Teacher Chen's skills in acupuncture are superb, I admire him very much."

Xie Yunhui was also very embarrassed, and hurriedly laughed dryly and called him teacher.

I thought Chen Hao was a liar, but I didn't expect him to be a hidden god.

Fortunately, he only asked his disciples to come forward and didn't ask for advice in person, otherwise where would this old face be put.

"Now you know why I want to become your disciple, right?"

After all, they are old friends for many years, so Ling Zhongce did not insist.

"I know, Teacher Chen is truly a genius of all time."

Xie Yunhui said sincerely.

Wei Hong, Yang Fengyu and other Chinese medicine doctors also nodded in agreement.

Apart from anything else, just based on the improvement of the ancient unique skill Qianye Silver Needle Technique, Chen Hao is enough to be called the number one in the acupuncture world.

Although he is young, his ability is there, and the brilliance of a genius is shining.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, he is indeed a genius of the ages. He doesn't need diagnosis or medicine. Just one needle can get rid of the root cause of years of illness. This modified Qianye Silver Needle Technique is probably not a silver needle technique, but magic, right?"

"Can it be the same? He is a miracle doctor who cured congenital hereditary heart disease with acupuncture. Not to mention just a cough, even advanced cancer, AIDS, various terminal illnesses, and even death, one needle can make you jump around."

"Haha, in order to make us believe in this miracle doctor, you have also taken great pains. Isn't it tiring to act like an agent?"

The Western medicine doctors have been watching like watching a play. When they saw this scene, they couldn't help but show disdain.

As Western medicine doctors, they naturally didn't understand Qianye Silver Needle Technique. In addition, they preconceived that Chen Hao was a liar, so they thought that everyone was acting in front of them together.

The faces of the Chinese medicine doctors changed.

"Who is acting as a prostitute? You know nothing, but you are just talking nonsense and slandering Teacher Chen?"

Wei Hong was immediately furious.

"That's right, do we need to act in front of you? You think too highly of yourself, don't you?"

"You don't understand Teacher Chen's improved Qianye Silver Needle Technique at all, and you are all self-righteous."

Yang Fengyu and others also said angrily.

Chen Hao improved the Qianye Silver Needle Technique and has become their respected predecessor, so they naturally defended him.

"It's very simple, because we are the attending doctors of Chief Bai's father, and you Chinese medicine doctors are just invited by the hospital to assist in the consultation. Let us believe in this divine doctor Chen, so that we can help you fool Chief Bai together. Whether we can cure him or not, we will show you in front of Chief Bai, which is naturally beneficial to you."

The middle-aged Western doctor wearing black-framed glasses sneered.

"You..."

The Chinese medicine doctors were even more angry when they heard this.

"Zhao Yingda, I will definitely complain to the dean about your slanderous remarks."

Ling Zhongce's face turned pale.

"Zhongce, everyone, forget it."

Chen Hao was calm, "We are here to see a doctor, not to quarrel, don't make meaningless disputes."

"But Master, they don't know anything, but they dare to slander you."

Ling Zhongce was angry.

"As a doctor, just cure the patient, why bother with gossip."

Chen Hao said indifferently.

"Yes, Master."

Ling Zhongce heard the words, although he was unwilling, but he had to respond.

"Teacher Chen, you are really generous!"

Xie Yunhui couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

He was also very angry when he heard what the Western doctors said. He didn't expect Chen Hao to be so young and have such a deep cultivation. He was more detached than him, a famous doctor in his seventies. He couldn't help but admire him more.

This liar pretends to be calm and composed, like a hermit...

The Western doctors looked at each other with even more contempt in their hearts.

"Mr. Chen, you are right. As a doctor, you really need to cure the patient."

The middle-aged Western doctor Zhao Yingda sneered, "It just so happens that I am a little uncomfortable. Can you please feel my pulse and see what's wrong?"

He said, walked in front of Chen Hao, rolled up his sleeves, and stretched out his wrist provocatively.

"You slandered Mr. Chen so much just now, and you still have the nerve to let Mr. Chen feel your pulse?"

Wei Hong said angrily.

"Didn't you praise Mr. Chen for being magnanimous?"

Zhao Yingda said sarcastically, "If you refuse to treat patients because of a few words? How can you be considered magnanimous? Didn't Mr. Chen just swear that as a doctor, all you have to do is cure the patient? Look, the patient is right in front of you, cure him quickly."

"You..."

Wei Hong's face turned red with anger.

"Zhao Yingda, you are making trouble for no reason!"

Ling Zhongce's face turned dark.

"Why am I making trouble for no reason? I really feel uncomfortable. Can't I ask Mr. Chen to help me?"

Zhao Yingda said sarcastically, "Mr. Chen is a genius of all ages. He used acupuncture to cure congenital hereditary heart disease. He also improved the Qianye silver needle technique. With one needle, he cured the root cause of Director Wei's long-term illness. I guess Mr. Chen doesn't need to treat my minor illness. Just a glance can make me healthy and live to 500 years old without any problem."

Haha...

The Western medicine doctors laughed.

Ling Zhongce was furious and was about to scold him.

Suddenly, Chen Hao said calmly: "You are indeed sick!"

Everyone was stunned.

"Oh?"

Zhao Yingda was also stunned, and then joked, "You are worthy of being a miracle doctor. You can diagnose that I am sick without even taking my pulse. Mr. Chen, what disease do I have?"

The Chinese medicine doctors also looked at Chen Hao in surprise.

Zhao Yingda's face was ruddy, his forehead was shiny, and his voice was loud. If you don't take my pulse, you can't see any problems from his face.

Could it be that Chen Hao was also angry after being slandered continuously?

"You have colon cancer."

Chen Hao said lightly.

Everyone was shocked.

Zhao Yingda's face changed even more, and he said angrily: "You cursed me!"

"Touch your upper left abdomen carefully. Is there a small hard lump? It doesn't hurt, but it can't move."

Chen Hao said calmly.

Zhao Yingda's face changed again, and then he sneered: "Don't you talk nonsense here? I'm a doctor. Don't you know what my body is like? Do you need to tell me?"

"Anyway, I'm reminding you. Believe it or not."

Chen Hao said, "You are still in the early stage now. Surgery can cure it and chemotherapy is not needed. But if it is delayed, it will be hard to say."

"God doctor, please stop cursing me, okay?"

Zhao Yingda snorted and said sarcastically. His hand couldn't help but touch the upper left abdomen and rub it.

Then, his hand froze and his facial muscles twitched.