Chen Feiyu smiled with contempt: "You just said 'stroke' and pushed him into a pit of fire. What is he if he is not a quack? Your medical skills are really poor."

Mu Ling was first shocked when the third young master of the Long family was provoked, then suddenly reacted and blurted out: "I'm not a 'stroke'?"

Long Hanqiu's eyes flashed with blazing anger, and he sneered disdainfully: "What a joke, my Third Young Master Long's medical skills are not even unrivaled in the world, but they can be said to be rare in the world. My pulse examination on Mu Linghao was indeed a precursor to a stroke."

"Don't come here to fool people. Isn't it because you can't find patients, so you are trying to trick people?"

Feng Yuxuan, Bai Ningshuang and others, who had been quietly paying attention to Chen Feiyu's movements, all felt that Chen Feiyu was trying to gain leverage, and shook their heads and laughed. Chen Feiyu's methods were too low-level, and it was impossible to succeed by messing around.

"He is indeed a precursor to a stroke." Chen Feiyu nodded and continued under Long Hanqiu's proud eyes: "But it is not just a precursor to a stroke."

As soon as he said this, Mu Ling was shocked. Could it be that he had other diseases?

Even Feng Yuxuan, Bai Ningshuang, Bai Jinghao and others all looked surprised. Although they had not checked Mu Ling's pulse, judging from the look on Mu Ling's face and the symptoms that Mu Ling just mentioned, it was indeed a stroke.

This is a sign, what on earth is Chen Feiyu doing?

"Impossible!" Long Hanqiu immediately retorted: "I'll check his pulse. If he has other diseases, he will never be able to hide it from me."

"A quack doctor is also very confident in his medical skills, but a quack doctor is a quack doctor and will not change based on whether he is confident or not." Chen Feiyu said lightly: "Do you dare to let me take his pulse?"

Mu Ling also wanted Chen Feiyu to diagnose him to see if he really had other diseases, but he did not dare to offend Long Hanqiu, so he could only look at Long Sanshao with small eyes, not to mention how pitiful he was.

Long Hanqiu hesitated. Chen Feiyu was obviously trying to pry him off, but if he didn't agree, wouldn't it be a disguised admission that he had given up?

In Chen Feiyu's increasingly mocking eyes, Long Hanqiu gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll let you take your pulse. If you can't diagnose other diseases, you'll be kicked off Huaixian Mountain!"

"When the time comes, the Long family doesn't need to chase me away. I will go down the mountain by myself and leave behind the 'Tianxing Nine Needles'. If I diagnose him with other physical problems, all the remaining patients will be mine. How about that?"

Long Hanqiu frowned, then felt relieved after recalling Mu Ling's pulse, and sneered: "Aren't you afraid?"

"Very good. It seems that the third young master of the Long family still has some masculinity. I can look up to you." Chen Feiyu chuckled, walked up to Mu Ling, stretched out his hand to flip his eyelids, and checked his eyes.

At this moment, Chen Feiyu had some white powder that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye in his palm. While checking Mu Ling's eyeballs, the white powder was inhaled into Mu Ling's nose.

The process was so concealed and seamless that even the nearest Long Hanqiu was not noticed, let alone Feng Yuxuan, Bai Ningshuang and others in the distance.

Chen Feiyu's lips curled up into a smile, he was already sure of it!

After doing all this, Chen Feiyu stretched out his finger to feel Mu Ling's pulse, and his expression gradually became "serious".

Mu Ling was startled and said nervously: "Chen...Mr. Chen, why are you so solemn...Do I have some incurable disease?"
Chapter completed!