Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
However, unlike the busy situation there, Ye Feng did not seem to be in a hurry at all.
âMr. Ye, what should we do now?â the assistant asked softly.
âThereâs no hurry. Wait a moment.â Ye Feng rubbed his stomach as he instructed him.
The assistant thought that he was not feeling well, so he could only stand aside quietly.
At this moment, Ye Feng suddenly waved at Fuuma Jianwu who was in the audience.
Fuuma Jianwu was stunned for a moment, but she still ran over immediately. âMaster, is there anything?â
Ye Feng looked around, then slowly moved closer to her ear. âCan you do me a favor?â
Fuuma Jianwu thought that he wanted her to make a decision that would go against her ancestors when she saw him like this. Although it was a little difficult for her, she still nodded. âTell me. No matter what you want me to do, Iâll agree to it.â
Ye Feng touched her little face in satisfaction. âXiaowu is so obedient.â
Fuuma Jianwuâs pretty face was slightly red as she hurriedly glanced at the assistant. âMaster, what exactly do you want Jianwu to do?â
Ye Feng looked at her seriously. âMaster came in a hurry this morning and did not have time to eat, now Iâm a little hungry, can you help Master make a bowl of egg fried rice?â
Fuuma Jianwu was dumbstruck.
But a moment later, even though she felt that Ye Fengâs request was a little strange, Fuuma Jianwu still quickly ordered someone to prepare a serving of egg fried rice.
Then, Ye Feng squatted in front of the male patient and started eating the egg fried rice in big mouthfuls. It was fine, but he was eating so happily that he kept smacking his lips.
The male patient stared at him helplessly. He probably didnât expect that he would have to endure this kind of torture while enduring the pain.
Seeing this comical scene, the audience looked at each other.
âWhat is this kid doing? Instead of treating his illness, he started eating egg fried rice? This is a competition!â
âHe probably knows that he canât beat the Clan Leaderâs wife, so he simply admitted defeat, right?â
âIt shouldnât be that bad, right? I heard that this kidâs acupuncture is very good.
He cured Fuuma Kazuhikoâs poison with just two needles.â
âHe only knows acupuncture, right? Now that acupuncture is banned, he probably doesnât have any other methods, right?â
âLooks like there is no need to continue competing. The outcome is already very obviousâ¦â
At this time, Chizuru Sugawara had finished her diagnosis and was preparing to brew the medicine, but Ye Feng had no progress at all.
Fuuma Jianwu was getting a little impatient. She didnât know what her master was doing. Was victory in his grasp, or had he already given up?
Fuuma Hayabusa turned around and saw his daughterâs anxious expression. He could not help but smile. âDonât be impatient. You have to be calm.â
Fuuma Jianwu looked at him unhappily. âYou canât wait for him to fail the trial, right?â
Fuuma Hayabusa did not deny it. He only smiled faintly. âYour mother⦠Your Aunty Sugawaraâs medical skills are publicly acknowledged as the best in the family. I donât believe that our Fuuma familyâs hundreds of years of accumulation canât compare to a little brat.â
Fuuma Jianwu immediately frowned. âWhat do you mean by a little brat? Arenât you being too disrespectful?â
Feng Jiansun snorted coldly. âHe tricked my daughter into going to China. I havenât settled the score with him yet. Whatâs wrong with calling him a brat?â
Fuuma Jianwu was afraid that her father would do something harmful to Ye Feng if he got angry. She could only shut her mouth.
At this moment, Ye Feng finally finished his egg fried rice. He rubbed his stomach. âIt feels good!â
Only then did the assistant walk over. âCan we start the treatment now?â Ye Feng waved his hand. âNo rush, I need to go to the toilet first.â
After saying that, he left the hundreds of people at the scene and turned around to leave.
Everyone present was dumbstruck. After a moment, they all cursed.
âIs this kid playing with us? Just now, he was eating egg fried rice, and now he has to go to the toilet. Why are you so slow?â
âI canât take it anymore. I want to go up and beat him up. None of you are allowed to stop me.â
âThen go quickly. Iâll support you mentally. I heard that he sent the Steward Xishan flying with one palm. I hope you can avenge him.â
âUh⦠Was this for real? Steward Xishan is an Internal Force expert, yet he was sent flying by a single palm strike?â
âI heard it from the people outside just now. It should be true.â
âThen⦠Forget it. Even Steward Xishan isnât a match for this kid. I wonât go up and embarrass myself.â
A few minutes later, Ye Feng came back from the toilet.
This time, he did not dawdle. He walked straight to the male patient and felt his pulse.
Then, he turned around and walked to the table at the side. He picked up a pen and started writing the prescription.
Seeing this scene, the assistant could not help but say, âThis⦠are you going to get the medicine now?â
The four types of diagnosis in traditional Chinese medicine were sight, smell, question, and pulse. These were the most basic methods of diagnosis.
And Ye Feng skipped the first three tests and went straight to the fourth test. He only touched his pulse lightly. It took less than ten seconds. He felt like his hand had just touched his pulse and was removed. How could this be called taking his pulse?
Other than that, he did not check any other places. He did not even ask about the patientâs condition. How dare he prescribe medicine for him?
Ye Feng did not answer him. He wrote quickly. In less than half a minute, he wrote a prescription and passed it to him. âFollow the prescription.â
The assistant looked at the dense and illegible Chinese medicine names on the prescription and immediately looked at the clan leader in the audience with a troubled expression.
If he really followed this guyâs prescription and ate the medicine to death, he couldnât bear the responsibility.
Fuuma Hayabusa saw Ye Fengâs every move. His lips curled into a sneer.
He only nodded at the assistant, telling him to listen to Ye Fengâs
arrangements.
Anyway, the two patients he had chosen were already terminally ill. They did not have many days left to live. Now, they were just trying their best. Of course, it would be best if he could be cured. Even if he died on the spot, it didnât matter.
The assistant saw that the clan leader nodded, so he could only follow Ye Fengâs prescription to get the medicine.
Fortunately, these herbs that Ye Feng prescribed were not considered rare herbs. They could be found in the Fuuma familyâs pharmacy.
After about half an hour, he took all the herbs according to Ye Fengâs prescription and distributed them according to the ratio. Then, he began to pound the medicine, cut it, and other work.
The last step was to boil it.
These processes were time-consuming. Ye Feng naturally would not wait here. He found a shady place to enjoy the cool.
Although he had wasted a lot of time eating and going to the toilet, he had saved a lot of time during the diagnosis. As a result, the work of brewing medicine for both parties was completed almost at the same time.
Smelling the rich medicinal fragrance, the audience started discussing again.
âGuess who will win this competition?â
âIs there a need to say that? The Clan Leaderâs wife will definitely win! Her medical skills are obvious to all. Sheâs better than many famous doctors outside.â
âYes, didnât you see that kid prescribe medicine without even making a diagnosis? Itâs already good enough that you donât die from eating it.â
âItâs not easy for our Fuuma familyâs trial to start. I didnât expect it to end like this. Itâs such a pity.â
âThe clan actually opened a trial for such a person. They wasted a great opportunity.â
âHow hateful! What a pity!â