Chapter 678: Pretending to be an Expert?

"Are you capable or not? What kind of expert are you pretending to be?" the man said with dissatisfaction. "I've never seen a Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioner diagnose without taking a pulse. Do you think you're a Divine Doctor?"

"Please go ahead, Zhu Lao." Chen Yu didn't mind, looking completely indifferent.

"Very well." Zhu Yiwen gave Chen Yu a deep look, then nodded and began to diagnose the illness.

Zhu Yiwen was very thorough in his examination; checking the tongue coating, asking about the situation, and taking the pulse—he performed the Traditional Chinese Medicine set of "looking, listening, asking, and feeling" very earnestly.

Five minutes later, Zhu Yiwen nodded thoughtfully. He released the wrist and said, "Little Chen, will you speak first, or shall I?"

"I'll go first." Chen Yu smiled. "Does this friend often suffer from stomach pain that worsens when pressed firmly, sometimes even feeling like a needle prick? And a month ago, did you experience vomiting accompanied by blood, and when you went to the hospital for a check-up, was it classified as a digestive disease?"

"Yes, how did you know?" The man looked at Chen Yu in surprise.

"Never mind how I know. Since you were discharged, have you felt a sense of bloating in your stomach, and does the stomach pain still occur frequently, right?" Chen Yu asked again.

"Yes, yes, yes, that's exactly it. What is wrong with me?" The man was suddenly shocked. He looked at Chen Yu with some confusion, not knowing why Chen Yu could know so clearly.

"This condition is Stagnant Blood Stasis Syndrome, caused by Spleen Deficiency and Liver Stagnation and Stomach Collateral Damage. You can take Yellow Earth Decoction to regulate it. The Stove Heart Yellow Earth contained within can warm the middle and stop bleeding; Atractylodes Macrocephala and Aconite can warm the spleen and replenish Qi; Raw Rehmannia and Donkey-hide Gelatin can nourish Yin and enrich the blood," Chen Yu said. "Alright, my syndrome differentiation is complete."

Zhu Yiwen, standing to the side, was already stunned. He looked at Chen Yu with some shock, unable to react for a moment.

"You didn't even take the pulse, how did you know so clearly?"

"Exactly, he must be talking nonsense. After reading a few medical books, does he really think he's a Divine Doctor?" the onlookers discussed among themselves.

Chen Yu remained calm. He glanced at Zhu Yiwen and saw that Zhu Yiwen was deep in thought.

"Zhu Lao, is he right or not, Zhu Lao?" The man looked at Zhu Lao anxiously.

Whether Chen Yu was a fraud or not, this man knew better than anyone. The symptoms Chen Yu mentioned just now were almost all spot on, so he knew Chen Yu couldn't possibly be talking nonsense.

But for the sake of certainty, he still wanted to find Zhu Yiwen to verify whether this matter was true or not.

"Little Chen is right; this condition is a stomach illness belonging to Stagnant Blood Stasis Syndrome." Zhu Lao casually crumpled the prescription he had written into a ball and tossed it into the trash can.

In an instant, the surroundings went quiet. Everyone stared at Chen Yu with their mouths agape; they looked as if they had each been slapped in the face by Chen Yu, their expressions extremely ugly.

"Zhu Lao, why did you tear up that prescription?" someone couldn't help but ask.

"Because the prescription Little Chen mentioned is more comprehensive than what I wrote. I lost this round," Zhu Yiwen shook his head.

Chen Yu smiled. Zhu Yiwen had good medical ethics. Given his status, if he lost, most people would certainly not be able to bring themselves to admit it, yet he admitted it straightforwardly. This alone was admirable.

"How is this possible? How could Zhu Lao lose?"

"Yeah, Zhu Lao is being modest, right?"

"Everyone, it's not that I'm being modest; I truly lost. Moreover, Little Chen was able to accurately state the patient's symptoms without asking questions or taking a pulse. On this point, he leaves me ten streets behind." Zhu Yiwen was quite honest.

The scene suddenly became deathly silent. Even Zhu Yiwen himself had admitted it, so there was basically no mistake about this matter, but they still didn't believe Chen Yu was truly this strong.

"This must be a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse. How could it be possible to diagnose a person's illness just by looking at them once?"

"Right, I don't believe it either. Do these two know each other and are they working together to fool people?" another person also said.

"I don't accept it. If you have the ability, see what illness I have?" A spirited, burly man walked out.

This big man was one meter ninety tall, nearly two meters, and had a body full of muscle. He was a fitness coach wearing a tank top. He crossed his arms, and his solid muscles bulged one by one, giving people a huge visual impact.

Chen Yu glanced at him, the corners of his mouth curving into an arc. He turned his head and said, "Zhu Lao, please go first. I've already seen it."

"Good, let me take another look." Zhu Yiwen nodded and beckoned for the fitness coach to come over.

This coach sat down in front like a small mountain.

This guy had solid muscles, powerful breathing, and his movements were extremely vigorous. Plus, with his year-round fitness training, it was impossible for him to have any illnesses.

However, Zhu Yiwen took his pulse and asked about a few conditions. His expression became slightly strange, and then he said, "I've seen it."

"You speak first. Tell me what illness I have." The big man pointed at Chen Yu with a cold sneer.

"Let's discuss your situation in private," Chen Yu said, shaking his head.

"Why talk in private? Aren't you a Divine Doctor? If you have the ability, say my illness in front of everyone." The big man sneered. "Can't say it, right? Heh, I train year-round; my body is as strong as an ox. Every illness avoids me."

"Your body doesn't have any major issues, but there are some problems that involve your privacy, so I'd rather not say it in front of everyone," Chen Yu shook his head.

"Can't say it, right? Heh, just now was a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse. That person just now was definitely in cahoots with you." The big man sneered. "I'm from the nearby gym, and everyone knows me, so it's impossible for me to be in collusion with you."

"Judging from your complexion, you indeed don't have any problems, and just as you said, you train year-round, so illnesses will avoid you," Chen Yu said indifferently. "But there are some congenital problems that your fitness training cannot solve."

"What congenital problems? Speak clearly. If you don't speak clearly, I won't be finished with you today." The big man's expression changed, and he immediately began to clamor.

"Are you sure?" Chen Yu glanced at him.

"Of course I'm sure. You speak," the big man roared.

"Do you often have symptoms of soreness in the waist and knees, dizziness, tinnitus, and mental fatigue? Are these symptoms especially common after sexual intercourse?" Chen Yu glanced at him. "This is caused by your Kidney Yang Deficiency. You had Innate Yang Qi Deficiency when you were born, which led to Yin-Yang Imbalance."

"Coupled with your work, which leads to you coming into contact with many female students, you have been somewhat excessive in your desires. Have you been taking Sildenafil Citrate tablets in the last few days? That is, the medicine commonly known as 'Brother V'?"

"You, you're talking nonsense..." The big man's face changed instantly. His body was fine, but it was true that he had been suffering from kidney deficiency lately. However, he didn't expect Chen Yu to be able to see even this.