Everyone believed that Lin Hu's bet with Zhao Ying was an act of sheer madness. After all, Zhao Ying had invited a medical professor, while Lin Hu had only found a young Chinese medicine practitioner.
It was rumored that this young Chinese medicine practitioner had delivered takeout and served time in prison not too long ago. Most importantly, Chinese medicine practitioners were rarely this young.
Without even looking, the outcome was obvious: Lin Hu was destined to lose this wager.
"Since that is the case, please follow me." Fang Jianhua made a gesture to invite them, then led everyone into the room. The room was spacious and contained several nurses attending to the elderly man in the bed.
Fang Zhengshan, over seventy years old, appeared to be around ninety, as if he could die at any moment.
"This is bad, truly bad. It seems Elder Fang's condition is extremely severe!" Henry couldn't help but frown inwardly upon seeing Fang Zhengshan's state. The situation was even worse than he had imagined.
"Professor Henry, is there a way to treat him?" Zhao Ying asked.
"We need to conduct an examination first. If it's truly impossible, my teacher can definitely handle it," Henry replied.
"Master Li, can you tell what the situation is?" Lin Hu also inquired of Li Se.
"I'll know after taking his pulse," Li Se said. Although he possessed the skill of "Wang Qi Shu" (observing qi), he had already discerned that Elder Fang's condition was grave, likely with underlying hidden ailments.
Henry's method of examination naturally involved a series of medical equipment. This would accurately reveal what problems Elder Fang was experiencing.
After a round of examinations, Henry held the reports with a solemn expression. However, he didn't directly disclose the illness. Instead, he turned to Li Se and said with a smile, "Divine Doctor, would you like to see the examination report?"
"No need!" Li Se shook his head.
Henry was taken aback. He had asked that question precisely to humiliate Li Se and, by extension, Chinese medicine. After all, many modern Chinese medicine practitioners relied on Western medical reports for diagnosis. He hadn't expected Li Se to refuse.
"You don't need the examination report?" Even Fang Jianhua frowned at this point.
"I heard that Chinese medicine also requires these reports for diagnosis. Why doesn't he?"
"Goodness, could he actually be a fraud? Not a real Chinese medicine practitioner at all."
"That's possible. Look at his age, how could he possibly be a Chinese medicine practitioner? He might not even understand the reports."
"Haha, he can't understand the reports? Is he planning to diagnose based on 'Wang, Wen, Wen, Qie' (looking, listening, questioning, touching)?
"..."
The crowd's remarks solidified Henry's belief that Li Se was no doctor at all. He taunted, "You probably can't understand it, can you?"
"I am a Chinese medicine practitioner, not a Western medicine doctor. I indeed cannot understand these things, nor do I need to!" Li Se stated calmly.
"I say you are a fraud!" Henry scoffed. "I've met some Chinese medicine practitioners, and they also need to look at these reports. Your inability to understand them proves you haven't studied medicine. As expected, most Chinese medicine practitioners are frauds. Even if they aren't frauds, those with some skill are only capable of treating minor ailments. Treating serious illnesses is almost impossible!"
"I told you, that is your ignorance!" Li Se frowned.
"I am speaking the truth. If you truly have the ability, then tell me, what is the reason for Elder Fang's condition?" Henry said, somewhat angrily.
"Professor Henry, what exactly is wrong with my father?" Fang Jianhua naturally had no patience for Li Se's pulse-taking. He had by now largely concluded that Li Se was likely a fraud, one who had even deceived Lin Hu. All he wanted now was to know what was wrong with his father.
Henry looked at the examination report and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, it's likely sepsis, caused by pathogenic bacteria invading the bloodstream and multiplying within it, producing toxins that lead to systemic infection. It occurs easily when the body's resistance is lowered. This illness is quite tricky. I need to invite my teacher here!"
"Alright, please go invite him quickly!" Fang Jianhua nodded repeatedly.
"Mr. Fang, rest assured, Professor Henry's teacher is already on his way," Zhao Ying smiled. He was completely confident of winning this wager with Lin Hu.
Lin Hu couldn't help but frown at this. Henry's medical skills were naturally quite advanced, and his teacher must be incredibly formidable. He couldn't help but feel a bit nervous. He quickly looked at Li Se, who was still taking Fang Zhengshan's pulse, and his palms began to sweat.
"This is a true divine doctor!"
"Unlike some Chinese medicine practitioner who just shouts empty words."
"The Black Dragon Society is going to suffer heavy losses now."
"With Mr. Oscar's intervention, Elder Fang's illness can surely be cured."
"President Lin is truly something. Why would he trust such a young Chinese medicine practitioner? It's obvious he's a fraud."
"It's probably too late for regrets now."
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At this moment, a helicopter landed with a whirring sound.
"My teacher has arrived!" Henry exclaimed excitedly.
"Quickly invite him in!" Fang Jianhua urged.
Soon, a foreigner, around sixty years old, was escorted in.
"Teacher!" Henry said respectfully.
"Mr. Fang, you must know this gentleman. He is Mr. Oscar, who won the Nobel Prize in Medicine a few years ago," Zhao Ying introduced proudly.
Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes widened in disbelief. Zhao Ying had actually managed to invite such a distinguished physician!
"Mr. Oscar, my father is in your hands!" Fang Jianhua's expression became noticeably more respectful.
Lin Hu's face changed. Zhao Ying's confidence in their bet was clearly well-founded. He had clearly set a trap for Lin Hu. He couldn't help but look at Li Se, who was still taking Fang Zhengshan's pulse, his palms starting to sweat.
"This is a true divine doctor!"
"Unlike some Chinese medicine practitioners, who just boast."
"Now the Black Dragon Society is going to suffer heavy losses."
"With Mr. Oscar's intervention, Elder Fang's illness will surely be cured."
"President Lin is really something, to trust such a young Chinese medicine practitioner. It's obvious he's a fraud."
"It's probably too late for regrets now."
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