In the auditorium, after writing the first diagnosis, Qin Feng turned to the second boy and motioned him to extend his hand.
Then put it on his wrist again and start to check the pulse.
At this time, Yu Peng also got up, put on the stethoscope again, and listened to the second person.
Offstage and behind the camera, countless teachers and students became nervous, their hearts couldn't help but speed up, looking forward to the second diagnosis result to see who would come out.
"Put your tongue out."
Qin Feng looked at the nervous boy in front of him and smiled lightly.
He felt through the pulse condition that the boy was a little nervous, and his heartbeat was a little fast and slightly chaotic.
After looking at the tongue, You leaned towards the neck again.
For about a few seconds, Qin Feng's eyes suddenly became serious.
This situation seems a bit wrong!
He grabbed the boy's left arm, re-diagnosed the pulse, and gradually moved upwards along a meridian.
This time he finally noticed that the boy's pulse was probably not only caused by tension, but also appeared intermittent disturbances that were not obvious.
If it wasn't for his extremely strong sense of touch, I'm afraid even an old Chinese doctor would not be able to notice such a subtle change.
Something is wrong!
Qin Feng observed this boy with the technique of Wangqi before, and his face was a little bloody, which may be caused by internal fire.
According to his speculation, it may be anger or lung fire, but now it seems that it may be neither.
He was wrong!
Qin Feng withdrew his hand, frowned and fell into deep thought.
"What's the matter? Senior Qin Feng encountered a problem?"
"I don't know, it seems to be stuck."
"Don't be incapable of diagnosing it. After all, Chinese medicine is not as clear as the stethoscope of Western medicine."
"Hehe~ I said it was impossible before, Qin Feng, who is studying Western medicine, still wants to use Chinese medicine to defeat Senior Yu?"
"You fart! What's wrong with Chinese medicine? Didn't your ancestors rely on Chinese medicine to survive?"
"Chinese medicine is good, why don't you learn Chinese medicine? What are you doing in Xiehe!"
"Senior Qin, come on!"
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Everyone in the audience noticed that Qin Feng was motionless, and they couldn't help but feel suspicious.
At this time, some people also started to stand in line and made mocking remarks.
And Liu Guofeng, who was sitting in the first row, didn't care about these remarks when he heard these remarks, but stared at the boy opposite Qin Feng.
He is not a fool, even Yu Peng deliberately focused on the key points when selecting the diagnosis object.
This is conducive to judging the condition and making a diagnosis, and the error is much smaller.
He didn't believe that Qin Feng didn't even understand this truth, so he really chose people randomly, and ended up stumping himself.
You know, this time the matter is too big!
If you keep trying, whoever loses will become the talk of the Xiehe students in their free time.
Face problem!
Qin Feng's reputation is now in full swing, and he was snatched away by the strongest medical department in the country before he entered school, and he was accepted as a disciple by the master of internal medicine Yuan Rushan.
If he really lost, wouldn't it be a blatant slap in the face?
Although Liu Guofeng is a little worried about Qin Feng now, he is more worried about that boy.
There must be other reasons for even a surgical genius like Qin Feng to contemplate, and it must be a disease problem.
Thinking of this, his heart was in his throat.
"Take off your shirt."
Qin Feng, who was in deep thought, suddenly raised his head, and said to the doubtful boy in front of him.
Hearing this, not only the boy was dumbfounded, but everyone present and the students, teachers, and professors who were watching the broadcast were also dumbfounded!
Isn't it pulse diagnosis?
Why do you let people take off their clothes?
"Qin...Senior Qin, this is not good."
"Take it off if you tell me, I'm not kidding you."
The boy was a little awkward, looked down and at the camera in embarrassment, and was pushed back by Qin Feng as soon as he finished speaking.
"Host, please help me get some medical alcohol, thank you."
After speaking, Qin Feng took out a small cloth bag from his pocket and unfolded it directly.
In the next second, the boy's pupils shrank sharply, and his body shrank back subconsciously.
At this time, the camera shot up quickly, and everyone was amazed.
Because in the small cloth bag that Qin Feng unfolded, two rows of silver needles were densely inserted.
What is he going to do?
Acupuncture?
At this point, the host had brought up the alcohol and put it in front of him.
Qin Feng took out the thinnest needle, only one-fifth the thickness of a hair.
After disinfecting with alcohol, he stood up and walked behind the boy, helping him take off his clothes.
"Maybe there will be a little pain, bear with it a little bit."
"Okay... okay~~~"
The boy was also a little scared when he saw such a long and thin needle, and his heart beat faster.
Qin Feng put his thumb on his heart, and his index finger stopped at a distance of one foot upward, and then disinfected the position with alcohol cotton.
Then stick the filiform needle on the skin slowly and penetrate slowly.
Another boy sitting next to him swallowed hard when he saw this scene.
Such a long needle pierced in like this?
But when the girl on the other side took out the silver needle from Qin Feng, her eyes lit up and she was very surprised.
Unexpectedly, Qin Feng would carry this thing with him, subconsciously touched his pocket.
Because in her pocket, there is a pack of the same silver needles!
"Hiss~"
"Be patient, it will be fine soon."
Hearing the sound of the boy gasping for air, Qin Feng firmly held his left shoulder to keep it steady, and stopped inserting the needle in his hand, twisting the end of the silver needle without moving, like a machine.
Afterwards, his wrist trembled slightly, and a clever energy was transmitted to the silver needle.
The silver needle was bent into three sections in an instant, and penetrated an inch into the body in an instant, and the entire silver needle had already penetrated more than half of it.
Qin Feng slowly let go of his hand and heaved a sigh of relief.
The next step is the most critical and the most delicate.
Adjust your breathing, clasp the boy's left wrist with your right hand, make two fingers with your left hand, and land on the tail of the silver needle very slowly, and close your eyes.
At this time, he had no distracting thoughts, and gradually emptied all his consciousness, as if only the boy's heartbeat and his own heartbeat remained in the whole world.
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After two or three breaths, Qin Feng felt that his heartbeat was completely synchronized with the boy's, and each beat was at the same frequency, without the slightest difference.
And the two fingers hanging on the silver needle also felt the vibration of every pump of blood as the heart beat.
Because the silver needle was pierced right above the heart, sticking tightly to the wall of the aorta in a slightly curved arc.
That kind of weak feedback was fed back to my fingers through the silver needle, and finally concentrated in my mind.
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At this moment, Yu Peng had already completed the diagnosis of the second person, took off his stethoscope and turned back to the table.
He saw Qin Feng standing behind the boy with his eyes closed, holding his wrist with one hand and putting his other hand on his back, and took off the boy's shirt.
And there was a row of silver needles on the table, he was also taken aback for a moment, and then a disdainful smile rose from the corner of his mouth.
Hehe~
Just relying on your poor medical skills to compare with me?
Immediately sat down, picked up a pen and began to write the diagnosis.
And this scene made everyone gasp in amazement again.
Originally, the first Qin Feng was also slightly ahead, but unexpectedly, the second one was overtaken by the opponent, and he did not respond at all.
"Senior Qin Feng is not going to lose, is he?"
"Looking at it like this, it's a bit of a choice, and people will write a second diagnosis."
"Oh my god! How could my male god lose? Don't!"
"Hehehe~ what Chinese medicine? I have to go on stage to compete with others, alas~"
"Yeah, can't you do the surgery well? You have to do it. If you lose, I'm afraid your reputation will plummet."
"Qin Feng is also Professor Yuan's student anyway, isn't that embarrassing?"
"You crow mouths! Qin Feng will never lose!"
"That's right! I believe in Senior Qin Feng!"
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At this time, the hearts of countless people were tugged. After all, Qin Feng is a student of Xiehe, and also represents the face of Xiehe.
In the lecture theater, almost all the teachers looked a little nervous, and their palms were sweating.
Liu Guofeng in the audience glanced at Yu Peng, who was writing vigorously, and stared at Qin Feng, who fell into silence, and couldn't help feeling anxious.
Qin Feng, hurry up!
Hurry up!
Hurry up!
Slap!
At this moment, Yu Peng put down his pen and got up to walk towards the last person.
Qin Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and a flash of enlightenment flashed in them.
He found it!
In the next second, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which happened to be captured by the camera and appeared in front of everyone.
That light smile is like a spring breeze blowing in winter, full of warmth.
He is so handsome!
For a moment, the hearts of all the girls who saw this scene stopped beating subconsciously, feeling a little dazed.
The same thought arose in my heart at the same time, this is the male god!
And Xiaoxiao, who was sitting next to her at the moment, stared blankly at the handsome face in front of her, until Qin Feng glanced at her.
Only then did he come back to his senses, he lowered his head in embarrassment, his eyes dodged in a panic.
"All right."
Immediately afterwards, Qin Feng straightened up, twisted the silver needle lightly, pulled it out with a flick of his wrist, patted the boy's shoulder with a smile,
"Put on your clothes, don't catch a cold."
After speaking, he sat back at the desk, picked up a pen and began to write the diagnosis.
And this diagnosis not only surpassed his own medical treatment, but I am afraid that it will exceed everyone's imagination in the end.
Because this boy's illness is not as simple as lung fire.
It's a heart problem!
Fortunately, it is not difficult to treat, so let's talk about it at the end.
When he finished writing the diagnosis, he suddenly heard a voice from behind, all falling on the table.
Qin Feng turned his head and found that Yu Peng was standing in front of the table, putting the stethoscope in his hand on the table, staring at himself and smiling.
At this moment, everyone in the audience and watching the broadcast also understood what happened, and their hearts suddenly became cold, and some people couldn't help sighing.
Because Yu Peng has completed the diagnosis of the last person.
And what about Qin Feng?
But just finished writing the diagnosis result of the second person, and the remaining one didn't even do the pulse.
According to the previous speed, even if he could confirm the diagnosis result directly through the pulse condition, it would be too late in time.
That is to say, Yu Peng must be the first to complete all the diagnosis and written results.
Qin Feng had already lost in the first diagnostic competition.
In the end, a follow-up consultation was conducted based on the diagnostic results of the two. If both were correct, he would undoubtedly lose.
Even if Yu Peng can beat Yu Peng in the follow-up visit, it's not perfect!
Besides, based on Yu Peng's strength, the possibility of mistakes is not impossible, but it is very small.
At this point in this competition, it seems that many people have seen the results.
Qin Feng, he is going to lose~~~