The Strongest Magic Doctor in City

"You were able to diagnose it even when you drank a few months ago? Isn't it too fake? "    

Everyone cried out in disbelief. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would have suspected that this patient was hired by Lee Yifann.    

"Doctor, you said that I have cirrhosis symptoms. It will appear after half a year, and there is even a possibility of sudden death?" The patient excitedly grabbed Lee Yifann's hand and begged, "Doctor, you must save me!"    

Lee Yifann smiled and nodded. "Don't worry. Since I have diagnosed you, I will not sit by and do nothing. When the competition ends, I will arrange for you to be treated. "    

The patient was overjoyed when he heard that. "That's great! Thank you, doctor. Thank you so much! "    

The whole place was dead silent, and the sound of a pin dropping could be heard.    

Everyone looked at Lee Yifann, who was calm and smiling, and they were all deeply shocked. They couldn't imagine that a person could diagnose a person's pulse to such an extent. They had never heard of such a thing before.    

Was this still a doctor?    

He was simply a monster!    

Mo Lingyan revealed a moving smile and shouted at the host on the stage, "Quickly announce the results of the competition!"    

Wilson seemed to have woken up from a dream and hurriedly announced, "The first competition to diagnose the pulse, Doctor Lee Yifann from Huaxia wins! He really did not dare to believe that the diagnosis of three fingers for the pulse was even more precise than modern medical equipment's diagnosis. It was really an eye-opener! Congratulations, Doctor Lee Yifann!"    

The crowd burst into cheers. The people in the Huaxia audience stands were very excited. They waved their hands and cheered. They were very excited.    

On the other hand, the people in the South Korea audience stands were like eggplants that had been frosted and withered.    

They had thought that they had won, but they had never thought that the situation would turn around. Their opponent had brought out a higher level of medical skills, and had directly taught the Godly Doctor in their hearts a lesson.    

The one who couldn't accept it the most was naturally Lee Tianhua himself. His face was ashen as he sat on the chair, his lips trembling non-stop. Obviously, he still couldn't accept the fact that he had lost.    

After a long time, his eyes were red and he roared at Lee Yifann, "I don't believe it! Not only can you diagnose the patient's condition, you can even diagnose his past illnesses. You can even predict his future illness. This is a fortune-telling, deliberately mystifying things!"    

The crowd instantly quieted down. Everyone looked at Lee Tianhua, who had lost his composure, without saying a word.    

"Chi!" Lee Yifann let out a disdainful breath and mocked, "It's really ugly. You said that I can't afford to lose, but don't some people look more like they can't afford to lose? Even now, he was still saying such silly things. Do you think that you will give up on other medical skills and focus on diagnosing the pulse? Do you really think that you have embarked on a wise path? Absolutely wrong! TCM had always been systematic. Once it was activated, the whole body would be affected. Just now, I was both diagnosing the pulse and touching the bones, complementing each other. [How can I not know what kind of illness he has?] In my eyes, his body is like glass. How can I not be able to guess what kind of illness he would have? What a joke!"    

The rebuttal rendered Lee Tianhua speechless. His body trembled violently, and he collapsed onto the ground in a daze. He had completely lost his will to fight.    

"Could it be that it was wrong of me to give up on other medical skills and focus on diagnosing the pulse?" He began to doubt his life, and the medical path he had chosen back then.    

His performance made the South Korea audience even more depressed, and their hearts were even more stifled.    

Lee Zaixin's expression was gloomy. When he saw that Han Fang's aura had been completely suppressed, he shouted angrily and coldly. "Lee Tianhua, if you lose, then so be it. Don't listen to this kid's nonsense! It was perfectly normal for one to lose a match. He would stand up from where he had lost! Our match is only the first round. There's still a chance after that. Don't be disheartened!"    

These words made Lee Tianhua feel slightly better. That's right. He had lost the first match, but there were still other matches after this. They still had a chance.    

Seeing Lee Tianhua's reaction, Lee Yifann couldn't help but shake his head. This kind of trash, was he really a Clear-Sighted Doctor?    

What a loser.    

He had already walked the wrong path, and he still didn't know how to reflect on himself.    

He was indeed worthy of being a member of the South Korea. He was arrogant and ignorant, and he didn't know how to self-reflect.    

"Yifann!" Mo Lingyan walked to the edge of the stage at some point in time.    

Lee Yifann turned around and frowned. He smiled bitterly. "Why are you here?"    

He should have made it clear yesterday. Why was this woman still pestering him?    

"I've already considered what you said yesterday. I know what I did was not appropriate. Now you are in the competition. We will talk after it is over." Mo Lingyan sensibly stepped back to the side, making Lee Yifann sigh again.    

"Let's start the second match!" Lee Zaixin, who could not wait, loudly urged the host.    

Wilson quickly pointed the microphone to his mouth and said, "Now, let's start the second match, acupuncture! First of all, he wanted to introduce the participating doctors from both sides. Of course, the one from Huaxia was still Doctor Lee Yifann. The genius doctor from the South Korea, Doctor Jin Enming, who has always been known as the King of Needles! Everyone, give a round of applause and welcome!"    

The audience in the South Korea immediately burst into cheers. Jin Enming, who was over fifty years old but had a handsome appearance, stood up gracefully and walked to the center of the stage.    

This was a mature and charming "Oppa" that looked like a kimchi drama. As soon as he appeared, he immediately attracted the screams of countless infatuated women.    

Regarding this, Lee Yifann felt a little nauseous. He was already a f * cking fifty-year-old man, and he still had a face full of cream. Was he disgusting?    

"Director Yin, this guy looks a little unfamiliar. Do you know his background?" Hee Loongyan asked in a low voice.    

Yin Qiang nodded, "I know a little. This man came from a family of Korean Doctor in South Korea. He had received strict medical education since he was young, and he was very talented in acupuncture. He had shown his talent early on. It was said that he had reached the Clear-Sighted Doctor when he was thirty years old. The Inheritance was the family's ultimate technique. The Skycloud Snowflake Needle Technique was also the same. He had always been known as the King of Needles in the South Korea. He has a great reputation."    

"So powerful? He doesn't look like a simple character either!" Hee Loongyan sighed.    

When Lee Yifann heard the discussion between the two of them, he only felt that it was funny in his heart.    

King of Needles?    

He wondered what Zhai Shuo, who was famous for acupuncture among the Twelve Holy Doctor, would think when he heard this.    

As he was thinking, he suddenly felt that the light in front of him had dimmed. He looked up and saw that Jin Enming had unknowingly walked in front of him and was looking down at him with a contemptuous look.    

"Kid, you are going to lose!" What was rare was that Jin Enming could actually speak fluently in Mandarin.    

Lee Yifann raised his eyebrows and his expression was indifferent. “ Oh? Is that so? I hope you won't be like that person, saying that you're amazing, and then you lose miserably."    

As soon as the words left his mouth, Jin Enming's face darkened." Sharp teeth and sharp lips! "    

"Enough, are you annoyed? It's your turn to go on stage. Treat properly!" Lee Yifann laughed coldly. For some reason, he had always been kind to people. Every time he met these people from the South Korea, his words would become more and more aggressive. It was as unpleasant as it could be.    

Perhaps he subconsciously hated these people from the South Korea, so he always spoke with equal harshness and deliberately provoked them.