The foreigner spoke fluent Mandarin and said to the old man, "Mr. Fang, it's time for the routine checkup at noon. You need an IV."
"Please believe in my ability, I will cure your illness!"
"Unlike some young men who don't have beards and are unreliable."
Then, the foreigner looked at Qin Hao with a questioning look.
Qin Hao frowned slightly.
I was somewhat unhappy to be accused of something for no reason.
At the same time, Qin Hao also noticed the dense needle marks on the back of Mr. Fang's hand.
Mr. Fang smiled and explained, "Don't take it personally, Doctor Qin. This is my personal attending physician, Andrew. He has a bad temper, but he's not a bad person."
"Dr. Andrew was specially invited from overseas by the children of our family. He is very famous abroad."
Old Master Fang gave a bitter smile, feeling somewhat helpless.
He himself didn't like being tormented like this, but his children were very anxious and wanted to do something, so he couldn't refuse.
It turned out that he was Mr. Fang’s attending physician.
Then Qin Hao can understand.
Isn't this directly telling others that Andrew's medical skills are not good
But as a doctor, Qin Hao must be more responsible to his patients.
We can't just stand by and watch someone die.
Just now when Qin Hao was seeing Mr. Fang, he had already made a discovery.
"Mr. Fang, why don't I take your pulse first to see what's going on."
Afterwards, Qin Hao wanted to take Mr. Fang's pulse.
Mr. Fang had already stretched out his arm, but was stopped by Andrew.
"My God, do you know what a stupid thing you are doing? Are you going to take my pulse, Chinese doctor?"
Andrew frowned, his eyes full of disdain.
"Is there anything wrong with Chinese medicine, Mr. Andrew?"
Qin Hao's tone was a little cold.
Qin Hao felt unhappy after being obstructed again and again.
Andrew ignored Qin Hao and turned to Mr. Fang and said, "Mr. Fang, your family has also invited those so-called Chinese medicine masters, but in the end, they all prescribed random medicines!"
"Do you remember the previous times when you vomited and had diarrhea after eating? In the end, you had to take antibiotics to recover. I don't know why you should trust such a Chinese medicine doctor!"
"Traditional Chinese medicine should no longer exist in this world!"
Qin Hao could hear clearly Andrew's sharp and harsh words.
He now finally understood that this guy was simply a Western medicine enthusiast who discriminated against traditional Chinese medicine.
Today, traditional Chinese medicine is declining in international status.
Qin Hao could only sigh at this.
Qin Hao was not surprised that Western doctors like Andrew looked down on traditional Chinese medicine.
But this does not mean that he can tolerate the other party's wanton denigration of traditional Chinese medicine.
Qin Hao said coldly: "Doctor Andrew, have you ever learned about Chinese medicine? Are you just making a rash conclusion and denying the medical skills inherited by our Chinese nation for thousands of years?"
Faced with Qin Hao's questioning, Dr. Andrew looked disdainful.
"Of course I have learned about your Chinese medicine!"
"But after my understanding, what you call acupuncture points and massage are nothing more than bone setting, which is also available in Western medicine today. As for the balance of yin and yang and Chinese herbal medicine, they are herbal witchcraft from thousands of years ago. I really can't understand, what is the meaning of these things being passed down for thousands of years?"
"Science is advancing. Western medicine only needs a simple instrument scan to accurately know the values of your body organs. Can traditional Chinese medicine do these things?"
Qin Hao sneered.
"I thought that as a famous doctor from abroad, you must have profound ideas, but I didn't expect you to say such childish things!"
"If you look down on or even slander Chinese medicine based on these superficial facts, that's too shallow!"
Facing Qin Hao's rebuttal, Andrew looked serious.
"Shallow? Isn't it shallow to rely on some unfounded Chinese herbal medicine to treat diseases?"
"You don't even understand the pharmacology of Chinese herbal medicine. Are these things scientific? Do they have any scientific basis? Am I wrong to say that Chinese medicine is useless?"
Qin Hao sneered.
science
This is a process of continuous exploration.
The pharmacology of traditional Chinese medicine is also a process of being explored and explained.
As for unscientific.
Qin Hao has cultivated immortality, so what is unscientific
"It seems like it would be unreasonable if I don't let you experience real Chinese medicine today."
Qin Hao inherited the medical skills, and if he didn't show his skills at this time, he would feel ashamed to face his ancestors.
Mr. Fang was caught between the two men, feeling torn.
"Doctor Qin, Andrew has always said this. Don't take it to heart. Don't take it too seriously."
But Qin Hao was brought by Li Changfeng after all, so Mr. Fang still prefers Qin Hao a little more.
To put it another way, Qin Hao represents Li Changfeng's face.
The two sides are now at a stalemate.
It would be fine if Qin Hao won.
If I lose, it will be embarrassing. How should I step down then
Qin Hao naturally knew that Mr. Fang was caught in the middle and was in an awkward situation.
However, he has enough confidence in his medical skills.
So, Qin Hao said, "Don't worry, Mr. Fang. I never do anything without confidence. Today, I will let this foreigner see the true strength of our traditional Chinese medicine!"
"But before that, let me treat you and give you a few injections!"
Mr. Fang nodded.
Andrew also wanted to see what Qin Hao was capable of, so he stopped trying to stop him.
Next, Qin Hao took Mr. Fang's pulse.
Sure enough, it was roughly consistent with my initial diagnosis.
Afterwards, Qin Hao took out the silver needle cloth bag from his pocket and asked Mr. Fang to return to the bedroom.
Lie on the priceless golden nanmu bed and take off your shirt.
Qin Hao injected spiritual power into the silver needle and sent it flying through the air to the acupuncture point on Old Man Fang's back.
Andrew's eyes widened when he saw this.
"This is impossible! Is this magic?"
Qin Hao ignored him and said to the old man, "Old man, your spleen is too yin, and although your blood is strong, are you having trouble breathing?"
Mr. Fang was stunned and nodded quickly.
"Yes, that breath was suppressed for many years."
Qin Hao smiled and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you probably practiced martial arts in your early years, or you got internal injuries during the fight, and they haven't healed yet."
“That’s right!”
Mr. Fang pondered for a while and said in surprise, "When I was fighting those Southeast Asian monkeys, there was a hand-to-hand combat, that time!"
Qin Hao nodded.
"Old man, your blood and energy are now vigorous, but they are all blocked by this breath, so that it has become a floating energy, and it has not reached the root. Once it is opened, it will inevitably be weak for a period of time. So, be mentally prepared."
"However, with the help of Chinese medicine, the problem is not serious."