Chapter 812

After that, Ye Feng hands the microphone to Ryan, then turns around and walks quickly to the medical center.

"What was he just saying?"

Ryan took the microphone and shrugged suspiciously with an expression that didn't know why.

"A miracle for you, a miracle for you

However, before he could continue to use the opportunity to arrange Ye Feng, he gently uttered his sarcastic words in the right English and stifled all his sarcasm back into his stomach.

"Mr. Ye, it seems that you are confident."

When Ye Feng came, Dyson said with a smile as he led the way in front of him.

"If you can be like me and never fail, you will naturally have my strong self-confidence."

With a faint smile, Ye Feng strides into the gate of the medical center.

Dyson was dumb. After a moment, he couldn't help laughing and shaking his head.

Ye Feng did not say anything wrong. When a person never fails, he will naturally have strong self-confidence.

Just this time, will this confident young Chinese lose ground here?

After shaking his head with a smile, Dyson quickly chases Ye Feng.

Not only is the outside of the medical center crowded with people, but the hospital is also crowded with people. Even the corridor is full of onlookers. In addition to some of the patients, there are also a lot of foreign doctors in white coats with a look of fun on their faces.

Obviously, these people, like Ryan outside, don't think that Ye Feng can make Bill wake up. They think that everything he is doing is sensationalism.

But for the expression of these people, Ye Feng directly chose to ignore and stride into the ward.

Before the final result comes out, it is unnecessary to say any more words. Only the iron facts can make these people understand how broad and profound Chinese medicine is.

In the ward, bill, who was already thin and the richest man, was as pale as paper, lying motionless on the hospital bed. If the ventilator nearby was not working slowly, people would suspect that there was a dead man lying here.

"How is the patient today?"

After glancing at Bill, Ye Feng asked an old doctor standing by the bed.

Although there was a gentle translation, the old doctor did not pay any attention to Ye Feng. He still occupied the best position for the patient to see a doctor. He looked at the electrocardiograph beside him, as if he could see a flower on the screen as long as he gazed.

"Mr. Ye, this is Dr. hausen. He is the most authoritative doctor in charge of cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases in America. Before, he was responsible for the treatment of Mr. bill."

Seeing this, Dyson quickly told Ye Feng the identity of the old doctor with a smile, and then said to Dr. hausen, "Dr. hausen, this is Mr. Ye who is going to treat Mr. bill next."

"I know who he is..."

After hearing Dyson's words, Dr. hausen turned his head and glanced up and down at Ye Feng. Unexpectedly, he uttered a fluent and authentic Chinese language, and his tone also had a peculiar flavor of Northeast China.

"Have you been to China?"

When Ye Feng heard the sound, he could not help asking doctor hausen in surprise.

"Twenty years ago, I spent a few years in Northeast China for some reasons, so I learned the language there."

Dr. hausen didn't deny it. After nodding at will, he looked at Ye Feng and said, "and when I was there, I saw you treating patients with traditional Chinese medicine. If I remember correctly, it's called" looking, listening, asking and feeling, right? "

"Yes." Ye Feng nodded.

"Just by observing the patient and touching the false and unpredictable pulse, do you really think it can detect the patient's condition? With all due respect, the traditional Chinese medicine I have been in contact with in China seems not to have done a good job in this respect. "

Dr. hausen disdainfully twitched the corners of his mouth, and then said faintly, "and the doctors I've contacted are older than you, and their time in medicine may be longer than you."

"There is an old saying in China that when we hear Tao, there is no front and back, and the master is the teacher. A long time in medicine does not mean that they are more skillful. I'm sorry. Maybe the Chinese medicine you see happens to be a quack in our traditional Chinese medicine

Ye Feng shrugged his shoulders and calmly replied.

He felt that this doctor hausen was different from that of Ruian just now. He was not born with a bad feeling towards Chinese traditional medicine, but he just came into contact with several incompetent quacks, which left him a bad impression.

"According to you, they are quacks, so you are good doctors?" "Since you think you are a good doctor, you can prove to me what is caused by Mr. Bill's cerebral hemorrhage and what kind of state he is in now."

"Is this a test?"

Ye Feng grinned and looked at Dr. hausen.

"You can use this as a test, because if your performance is not satisfactory to me, I will not blindly hand over my patients to anyone. You are also a doctor. You should know that doctors are responsible for the health of their patients. "Dr. hausen nodded and cut the railroad.

"Well, since you want to see it, I'll prove it to you."

Ye Feng nodded, stretched out his hand and pulled a stool. He sat down in front of bill, who was unconscious in the hospital bed. He stretched his hand forward slightly and put it on his pulse. Then his eyes narrowed slightly and began to signal.

What if he did find out what caused Bill's cerebral haemorrhage and what he was doing now?

Looking at Ye Feng, who was calm and confident, an unprecedented idea suddenly appeared in Dr. hausen's mind.

But soon, he shook his head.

Cerebral hemorrhage is a world-wide medical problem. With the silence of Bill's family and a large number of scientific instruments, the reason why Bill had cerebral hemorrhage was roughly restored.

He did not believe that Ye Feng could find out the cause of the disease only through the so-called "watching, hearing, questioning and cutting" human body means.

However, why did he still feel a kind of uneasiness in his heart for no reason?

"It seems that our doctor hausen has given this little Chinese doctor a problem. I wonder if this little doctor can be recognized by Dr. hausen? You know, our doctor hausen is famous for his strictness

At the same time, after entering the medical center and paying close attention to the situation in the ward through the glass curtain wall, Ryan also picked up the microphone and smilingly left a suspense in the minds of the TV and Internet audiences.

After closing his eyes for a moment, Ye Feng got up, took off the oxygen mask on Bill's face, pinched his chin open, looked at the color of his tongue coating, and showed a confident smile on his face. He turned to Dr. hausen and said, "the pulse is deep, and the tongue is light red and blue. If I am not mistaken, the patient should have experienced a period of fear, insomnia, joy and anger before the onset of the disease Abnormal conditions? "

What?!

He actually can see the cause of the disease only by naked eyes!

A word out, doctor hausen's face suddenly changed, like a ghost in the daytime, his eyes strangely fixed on Ye Feng.