Following what Yan Ruo was pointing, she saw an aunt in her fifties walking towards the Jiangnan tent.
Yan Ruo walked up quickly and said with a smile, "Is this lady here to check your pulse?"
The aunt nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, Mr. Doctor, please help me see if there is anything wrong with my body?"
"Please take a seat."
Yan Ruo welcomed the aunt into the tent and silently began to check her pulse.
I have to say that Yan Ruo was experienced and healed his pulse in a moment.
He patiently instructed: "The pulse is slightly stable, only the liver meridian is slightly buoyant.
It's nothing serious, just pay more attention to rest and don't stay up late. "
Unexpectedly, the aunt's expression changed: "You can't see anything, so you just said a few words to fool me, right?"
Fang Yun was unconvinced and said: "Uncle Yan is just telling the truth. Is it possible that you still hope that you will catch the disease?"
"Why are you talking?!" The aunt stood up angrily and said with an ugly face: "Quack doctors! You are all quack doctors!"
Then he quickly left the tent and shouted to the surroundings: "Folks, please pay attention, these are all quacks, please don't come!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he had already disappeared.
"Hey! Why are you talking nonsense?!"
Everyone in the tent was extremely angry, and Fang Yun even wanted to catch up.
"No need to chase." Ye Hong grabbed Fang Yun and said calmly: "Haven't you seen it yet? This person is deliberately making things difficult for us."
He watched the whole process with a cold eye, clearly seeing the cunning that couldn't be hidden in the aunt's eyes.
How could such a person simply come here to check someone's pulse? Someone was clearly instigating this behind the scenes.
"Vice President, are you saying that someone is messing with our association?"
Fang Yun said with anger on his face after hearing this.
Ye Hong silently picked up the tea cup and stopped talking, but a coldness flashed in his eyes.
In the following time, as Yan Ruo expected, after the tent in Dongting had received thirty people, it stopped accepting people.
The spectators finally began to move to other tents.
But I don’t know if it was the influence of the aunt’s voice just now, but no one came to Jiangnan’s tent.
Jiang Yu and Chu Jiaotong, who were bored, followed Xiaoye outside the tent and looked at the surrounding scenery gloomily.
Suddenly, a pedestrian who was passing by in a hurry stopped and looked at Jiang Yu and Chu Jiaotong intently.
He was a young boy, and the pimples on his face were the best proof.
He stared blankly at Jiang Yu and Chu Jiaotong's faces for a while, then walked towards the tent.
"Please, can I check your pulse?"
The young man seemed a little nervous and did not dare to look at Jiang Yu and the others.
But Jiang Yu and Chu Jiaotong were overjoyed when they saw someone coming to their door, and hurriedly took him into the tent.
The young man entered the tent lightly, but saw a young man smiling at him.
"Little brother, please sit down."
The young man's expression changed, he pointed at Jiang Yu and the others and said in shock: "No, isn't it them?"
Jiang Yu smiled and said: "This is Fang Yun, an ancient medical practitioner from our Jiangnan Association. His strength is far superior to mine. You will feel more at ease if he takes your pulse, right?"
What the hell!
The young man roared in his heart and immediately wanted to leave.
"Come back here!"
Fang Yun, who had quick eyes and quick hands, pulled the young man back and put his hand on his wrist without any explanation.
The young man was so angry that his whole body was trembling, and he pointed at Fang Yun and said: "You are a bandit doctor, you are just forcing your pulse!"
"Hey, it's not up to you."
Fang Yun firmly held the young man's hand and began to take his pulse.
(End of chapter)