The maid summoned, and all the doctors stopped.
But before leaving, they all glared at Lu Chen fiercely.
Lu Chen didn't care about this.
If comparing one's eyes with others was useful, then the prefect's chronic illness would have been cured long ago.
After everyone left, Lu Chen followed suitably.
And the maid who was leading the way did not neglect Lu Chen just because he was young.
cabinet.
On the bed, the prefect's face was thin and his energy was depleted.
When the doctors saw this, their expressions changed.
"What kind of strange illness caused the magistrate to look like this?!"
All the men's heads trembled. They could not connect the resolute magistrate in the past with this sick man.
"The medical consultation begins!"
"Please come forward in an orderly manner and ask the doctor one by one!"
"Master Yan is weak, please ask the miraculous doctors to save time!"
The prefect's wife stood aside, looking at the prefect on the bed with distress, feeling sad.
"The old and the dead sects are united, and I have the courage to seek medical advice for the magistrate!"
An old man with gray hair stepped forward carrying a medicine box.
However, his expression was not relaxed, and there was an unbreakable solemnity between his eyebrows.
He reached for his pulse and stroked his beard with the other hand.
After a while, Yaoyao stood up with a dejected face, carrying the medicine box and bowed to Yaoyao.
"Zong is so ashamed that he cannot see what illness the magistrate is suffering from!"
"According to my opinion, apart from being deficient in energy and suffering from stagnation, the magistrate has no symptoms. I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed!"
After saying that, he bowed to the magistrate's wife with a face full of shame, turned around and left without looking back for a long time.
"this……"
The expressions of the remaining doctors all changed.
Zong Hetong is a famous miracle doctor within a hundred miles.
Although he dare not speak of life and death, he is still an old-timer who has been famous for a long time.
Even he couldn't see it. It seemed that this strange disease was quite difficult.
"Lantong is not talented, he has the guts to consult a doctor for the magistrate!"
A middle-aged man stepped out. His temples were covered with white spots.
"It's Lan Tong, the genius Lan Tong."
"It was rumored back then that he could surpass Zong Hetong and become the first miracle doctor within a hundred miles at the age of forty-five."
Lu Chen kept watching with cold eyes.
Listening to the admiring words of the doctors around me, I couldn't help but smile secretly in my heart.
If age were useful, how many hundreds of years would we have been in our previous lives?
Why don't we see them hanging pots to help the world?
Sure enough, within a moment, Lan Tong shook his head helplessly.
"Tong Lan has little talent and little knowledge, and is powerless!"
"But I conclude that this is an eternal disease, Lord Magistrate, and no one within a thousand miles of Jinzhou can cure it!"
Before leaving, I don't know if it was to save face, but Lan Tong said this.
"Yellow-mouthed kid!"
An old man with shiny black hair and a wrinkled face stepped out.
He glanced at the direction Lan Tong was leaving, with disdain on his face.
"If you are not good at studying, you are not good at studying. You actually have the nerve to excuse yourself. You are really shameless!"
The old man has a fiery temperament and hates evil as much as he hates it.
Without showing any courtesy, he stepped forward and grabbed the prefect's wrist.
After a while.
"Weird!"
"You are clearly without disease, why are you so weak?"
He turned to look at the prefect's wife who was standing aside, and asked unceremoniously: "Has the prefect taken any poison in recent days?"
As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was shocked.
The expressions of the rest of the people changed.
One is because of the old man's unbridled speech.
The second reason is because of the mystery behind his words.
If there were serious suspicions, wouldn't it mean that someone poisoned the prefect's food?
That is a serious crime of decapitation!
The prefect's wife was obviously panicked and waved her hands quickly: "No, no!"
"I have no differences when dining with adults!"
The black-haired old man nodded, his brows furrowed.
"How could you be so weak if you hadn't been poisoned?"
"That's it!"
"After all, he is old and incompetent. Madam, please find someone else!"
This old man is free and easy, and he doesn't get entangled when he sees that there are no problems in his analysis.
"What should be done, what should be done!"
"I ask myself how my medical skills are so great that I can't even tell what kind of disease the magistrate is suffering from!"
"Do we really want to watch the prefect die young?"
"presumptuous!"
"What the hell did you say? Beat him out!"
The cabinet was suddenly in chaos.
"Ahem!"
"Everyone, everyone!"
At this time, the prefect who was lying on the bed spoke.
"The matter has come to an end. I think my life span has expired, so there is no need to worry!"
In an instant, there was a burst of crying.
"How about you let me try?"
A young voice sounded from behind the crowd.
Everyone turned their heads and looked at a little maid.
The little maid was also panicked.
Seeing everyone turning their attention to her, she was about to burst into tears.
"It's not her, it's me!"
Lu Chen stepped out.
"Junior, how dare you."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lu Chen.
"If you have the ability to cure the prefect, I will get out on the spot."
"If it can't be cured, don't bark there. It's very annoying. Do you understand?"
"you."
"Shut up!"
Lu Chen cursed in all directions and walked forward step by step until he came to the side of the magistrate.
"Master Prefect, I want to ask you a few questions, and you must answer them truthfully!"
Lu Chen looked at the tortured magistrate and said.
"Little brother, are you a doctor?"
Obviously, the prefect also had suspicions.
Lu Chen was speechless.
"If you want to survive, just cooperate with me!"
The prefect was stunned for a moment and then smiled.
"good!"
"Let me ask you, when did the disease occur and what are its symptoms?"
The Lord Magistrate thought for a while and said: "For more than half a month, my waist, legs, and back were all stabbing pains, and my movements were hindered. It got worse every day, and finally I became ill. I was bedridden, and my whole body ached, as if there was a huge stone pressing on me. I couldn't move. No."
Lu Chen nodded and actually stretched out his hand to touch the prefect's thigh.
"Does it hurt here?"
The prefect shook his head.
Lu Chen changed it by three centimeters and continued to click.
The prefect still shook his head.
When Lu Chen's hand came to the thigh joint and just touched it gently, the prefect immediately screamed in pain.
The people behind him were about to stop shouting, but were stopped by Lu Chen loudly.
"Don't move, I've found the root of the disease!"
Then, regardless of the magistrate's screams, he turned him over and pressed him on his waist and buttocks.
"ah!"
Screams echoed through the cabinet.
But no one spoke.
They are all Chinese medicine practitioners, so they have naturally woken up from the initial confusion.
This is clearly the method of looking, hearing and asking.
This young man is so talented.
As the magistrate screamed in pain, Lu Chen struggled to right his body.
Then he stood up, faced everyone's gaze, and said loudly: "I already know the cause of the disease, and I can cure the prefect in no more than one day!"
The whole hall was in an uproar.
Everyone looked at Lu Chen in disbelief, wanting to say something but not knowing how to say it.
"Sir, are you serious?"
The prefect's wife stepped forward with surprise on her face.
"Before dark, I can get the prefect out of bed and take action."
"Tomorrow morning, I can make the prefect fully recover!"
"only."
Seeing that Lu Chen was about to speak but hesitated, the prefect's wife hurriedly asked.
"Just what?"
The other doctors also looked nervous, fearing that Lu Chen would raise some unsolvable problems.
Lu Chen did not deliberately titillate people. He turned to look at the prefect on the hospital bed and spoke calmly.
