Entering the infirmary, Mao Hai immediately shouted at Bao Zhiming and the other two: "Quick! A patient is coming! "

Bao Zhiming, Yan Zhou and Kuang Ziming immediately surrounded him.

Lee Yifann who was sitting on the chair stood up. Originally, he wanted to go up and greet them, but after hesitating for a while, he still could not go over, and only stood to the side to observe. Right now, he was isolated from his surroundings, so forcing himself over was just asking for trouble.

"Master, a patient is here!" Mao Hai shouted into the inner hall.

Cang Xuande immediately lifted the curtain and walked out. He looked at Old Madame Chen who was sitting on a chair and holding onto his stomach with a painful expression on his face. He laughed: "Big sister Chen, what's wrong?"

Mao Hai immediately answered first: "Master, Grandmother Chen's stomach hurts because of eating leftovers. If I'm not mistaken, it should be gastroenteropathy. "

"Right!" "My mom is always screaming about the stomachache. It must be because the food has gone bad and caused me to have diarrhea." Chen Yu immediately nodded his head.

"Alright!" Let me see! " Cang Xuande walked forward, opened the old lady's sleeve, extended three fingers and placed them on her wrist, closed his eyes and calmed his heart, then began to check her pulse.

Lee Yifann walked over, he wanted to see what kind of diagnosis Cang Xuande would give him.

After a while, Cang Xuande opened his eyes, he frowned and said, "Strange …"

Bao Zhiming asked curiously in a low voice, "Master, is there something wrong?"

Cang Xuande looked at Old Madame Chen, "Big Sis Chen, your disease is a little strange, it's not a simple gastroenteropathy."

"It's not gastroenteropathy?" Chen Yu was stunned and asked in disbelief: "Doctor Cang, could you be mistaken? My mom has a stomachache, it's clearly a stomach ailment. "

"The symptoms are a little similar, I think you guys might have missed something," Cang Xuande said with a very certain tone, and explained in a serious tone: "There are many reasons for the stomachache, such as the cold in the stomach, the food that was stimulated with spiciness, the ulcers, and so on, can all lead to the symptoms of stomachache, but the treatment methods are completely different. Let me see it again. "

Cang Xuande's finger once again rested on Old Madame Chen's wrist, when he opened his eyes, his face revealed a "so that's how it is" expression, it was clear that he had already diagnosed the illness that Old Madame Chen was suffering from.

"Doctor Cang, did you manage to diagnose him? What happened to my mom? " Chen Yu asked anxiously.

"Little Chen, don't be impatient," Cang Xuande laughed, looked at the few disciples at the side, and rolled his eyes as he asked: "After learning from me for such a long time, who amongst you can tell what disease Big Sis Chen is suffering from?"

"This …" Bao Zhiming and the other three looked at each other.

Cang Xuande looked at Old Madame Chen, "Big Sis Chen, your sickness is not serious, it is not difficult to treat. I plan to test my students, do you mind, Big Sis Chen? "

"Fine, since it's not serious, then it's fine, I also heard that the young people in your hospital have learnt some of your abilities," Old Madame Chen was very generous, since his own illness wasn't serious, it wouldn't be a problem for him to wait a little.

Thank you, "Cang Xuande laughed, and intentionally made a face as he looked at them," I'll give each of you five minutes, as long as you don't hurt Big Sis Chen, you can use any method to diagnose them.

The few of them immediately felt a great sense of pressure.

"Whoever is the oldest will start first!" Cang Xuande understood his limits very well. He sat on the chair at the side, he wanted to see how good his apprentices were after learning these past few years.

The oldest is Bao Zhiming. He took a deep breath and walked forward, then said with some hesitation in his heart: "Grandma Chen, I'll give you a pulse check first, and ask a few questions, okay?"

"Sure, cut your meridians!" Old Madame Chen laughed and nodded.

Bao Zhiming extended a finger and placed it on her wrist. After treating for around three minutes, he asked: "Grandma Chen, the leftover food you ate was last night, right?"

"Yes, I cooked for my son's daughter-in-law, but they were too busy to come back in time, so I couldn't eat much. It was a pity, but I put it in the fridge and heated it up at noon." Old Madame Chen sighed, she knew that his habit was bad, but wasting all the food was too much of a pity.

"Did you eat anything else from last night until noon today? is it food other than food? " Bao Zhiming asked again.

Old Madame Chen thought for a moment, then shook his head: "No, when I get older, my appetite won't be good, I'll be full after eating a little. I can't eat too much."

Besides, her health wasn't too good, and she couldn't do anything about it. Eating too much wouldn't benefit her body, so she didn't dare to eat carelessly.

Bao Zhiming frowned, "Then Grandma Chen, do you feel anything strange in your body? "Besides having a stomachache …"

"I don't think so," Old Madame Chen thought for a moment, then shook his head again.

Bao Zhiming's frown deepened. Just as he was about to ask the next question, Cang Xuande warned him: "Five minutes have passed.

Bao Zhiming opened his mouth, and lowered his head in embarrassment: "Master, I think it should be the abdominal pain and diarrhea due to the stomach infection."

"That's it?" Cang Xuande frowned, a little disappointed.

Bao Zhiming hesitated for a moment, then nodded his head. Honestly speaking, he could not determine what kind of illness it was, but judging from his pulse and the Old Madame Chen's reply, it was completely a symptom of his stomach.

"Next!" Cang Xuande's face was expressionless, and it was obvious that he was not satisfied with Bao Zhiming's performance.

Yan Zhou and the other two looked at each other, feeling uneasy.

If it wasn't a stomach disease, then what kind of illness was it?

Carrying these questions, Mao Hai walked in front of Old Madame Chen and carefully checked his pulse. After around three to four minutes, he still could not find anything special.

He could only open his eyes and ask, "Grandma Chen, are you still taking the medicine you grabbed last time?"

"Of course I'm eating! "Don't mention it, Doctor Cang's prescription is really useful. I've almost recovered from my insomnia, I slept very well at night," Old Madame Chen replied with a smile.

Mao Hai laughed, then asked: "You fell sick from last night to noon today, and you have not been out since? Never touched anything dirty? "

He felt that it was possible that Old Madame Chen accidentally touched spoiled food when he was dumping garbage on the ground, resulting in the infection of the bacteria.

Old Madame Chen shook his head. Since she was old, he had already lost all his strength, how could he have the strength to run around?

Mao Hai frowned, his mind was a mess, he could not figure out what disease it was.

"Time's up!" Cang Xuande's reminder came from the side, "How is the diagnosis?"

"Master, I think it should be chronic gastritis," Mao Hai felt that, when he couldn't diagnose the disease, he would just randomly think of it and try his luck.