Feng Yuxuan and Bai Ningshuang showed curious expressions. What did Chen Feiyu do?

Immediately afterwards, Feng Yuxuan smiled and shook her head, saying to herself: "No matter what Chen Feiyu does, she is unable to reverse the current situation."

Wu Runyue and others' eyes lit up, and Chen Feiyu started to act, which means he had a chance to turn defeat into victory!

In front of everyone, Chen Feiyu slowly walked by the patients in line, observing while walking, and secretly thinking about solutions to deal with it.

In just one or two minutes, several patients had been accurately diagnosed with the cause. Long Jingzhou and others had taken out silver needles and started treatment for the patients.

There is less and less time left for Chen Feiyu!

If the rules were not allowed, Wu Ruojun would have wanted to give up the patient in front of him to Chen Feiyu.

While treating the patient, Feng Yuxuan secretly observed Chen Feiyu, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. If Chen Feiyu wanted to intercept the bell and let all the patients go to him, it would be a waste of effort.

Previously, she looked at the complexion of all the patients and found that the condition of these patients was mild and severe, but there were no difficult and complicated diseases. There was no situation where only Chen Feiyu could treat it, but the elite disciples of the Ghost Medical School could not treat it.

"Chen Feiyu is powerless."

Feng Yuxuan smiled proudly. While paying attention to Chen Feiyu's movements, he treated the patient in front of him. He didn't even reach out to take his pulse. Then he saw from the other party's complexion that the other party was suffering from asthma.

She took out a small porcelain bottle from her hand, poured out a red elixir, placed it in front of the patient, and said lightly: "Take it."

This is the "Shunqi Pill" carefully refined by the Gui Medical School, which has extraordinary therapeutic effects in treating respiratory diseases such as asthma.

The patient was a bald man in his forties named Xie Zhong. He opened his mouth and swallowed without saying a word.

Feng Yuxuan stood up and walked behind Xie Zhong. She was about to reach out and press her hand on Xie Zhong's back. Suddenly, she paused in the air, frowned slightly, and arrogantly ordered to a disciple of the Long family not far away: "Get me a pair of gloves and another washbasin."

As the most important competition of the Ghost Medical Sect, all the gloves, basins and other props are available, just a dozen meters away. For her, a powerful master, she can suck the gloves and basins as long as she uses objects in the air.

The Long family is above the Feng family, and there is no need for the Long family disciples to obey Feng Yuxuan's instructions, but Feng Yuxuan's aura is overwhelming and what he says makes people subconsciously unable to refuse.

The disciple of the Long family responded immediately, ran over, and handed the gloves and washbasin respectfully to Feng Yuxuan.

Feng Yuxuan put on gloves to isolate her skin and touch the other party. Then she reached out and pressed her hand on Xie Zhong's back and used her true energy to help Xie Zhong resolve the antidote.

In less than a minute, Xie Zhong's body was like fire burning, and a stream of hot air swelled up.

Xie Zhong's face turned red, and suddenly with a "wow", he spitted out an old phlegm into the basin, and his chest breath suddenly became much smoother. He said happily: "It's comfortable, so comfortable."

A trace of disgust flashed in Feng Yuxuan's beautiful eyes. He immediately asked the disciples of the Long family to take the basin away, sit in their seats again, and put the porcelain bottle in front of Xie Zhong, saying, "There are seven elixirs inside, and you take them every three days. After 21 days, your asthma will be cured."

Xie Zhong was overjoyed and immediately put away the porcelain bottle, stood up and bowed to thank him: "Thank you, thank you, Miss Feng is so high that she is definitely the only one I have seen in my life. With such magical medical skills, Miss Feng can definitely win the championship in one fell swoop."

Feng Yuxuan smiled proudly and subconsciously looked at Chen Feiyu. Chen Feiyu walked towards Long Hanqiu and was suddenly stunned. What is Chen Feiyu going to do?

But Long Hanqiu was calling a private entrepreneur named Mu Ling in front of him, and said, "From the pulse, we can see that you are often dizzy, headache, drowsy, and sometimes numb with your limbs. Is that right?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Mu Ling stretched out his thumb and praised: "I am worthy of being the famous third young master of the Long family. I'm right."

Long Hanqiu looked proud and took back his fingers of the pulse and said, "You are a sign of a stroke. Fortunately, you came in time, otherwise the stroke would happen for another half a month."

Mu Ling was about to speak, and Long Hanqiu was also ready to continue listening to Mu Ling's flattery.

Suddenly, a sarcastic voice sounded: "You said he had a stroke? Haha, the quack doctor misled people, but that's it."

Long Hanqiu was furious. Who dared to shout at him, Long San Shao?

He immediately turned his head and saw Chen Feiyu stepping over, with obvious mockery at the corner of his mouth.

After a moment of "Teng", Long Hanqiu stood up and scolded loudly: "Chen Feiyu, how dare you say I am a quack doctor?"

Chen Feiyu smiled, contemptuously: "You said 'stroke' and pushed him into the fire pit. What's the point of being a quack doctor? Your medical skills are really bad."

Mu Ling was shocked by the provocation of the third young master of the Long family, and then suddenly reacted and blurted out: "Did I have a 'stroke'?"

Long Hanqiu's eyes flashed with rage, and he sneered contemptuously: "Just, my Long San Shao's medical skills are invincible, but they can be called a rare person in the world. I took Mu Ling's pulse, which is indeed a sign of a stroke. If you don't come to fool people, you can't find the patient, so you are just messing around and struggling, right?"

Feng Yuxuan, Bai Ningshuang and others who have been quietly following Chen Feiyu's movements also felt that Chen Feiyu was prying the corner of the wall and shook his head and smiled. Chen Feiyu's methods were too low-level, and it would be impossible to succeed if he was messing around.

"He is indeed a sign of stroke." Chen Feiyu nodded and continued in Long Hanqiu's smug gaze: "But it's not just a sign of stroke."

As soon as this said, Mu Ling was shocked. Could he have other diseases?

Even Feng Yuxuan, Bai Ningshuang, Bai Jinghao and others showed surprise expressions. Although they had not taken Mu Ling's vein, they looked at Mu Ling's face, and the symptoms Mu Ling just mentioned were indeed a sign of a stroke. What the hell is Chen Feiyu doing?

"Impossible!" Long Hanqiu immediately retorted: "I took his pulse to him. If he had other diseases, he would definitely not be able to hide it from me."

"The quack doctor is also very confident in his medical skills, but a quack doctor is a quack doctor and will not change because of confidence or not." Chen Feiyu said lightly: "Do you dare let me take the pulse of him?"

Mu Ling also wanted Chen Feiyu to diagnose him to see if there were any other diseases, but he did not dare to offend Long Hanqiu, so he could only look at Long San Shao with a small eye, not to mention how pitiful it was.

Long Hanqiu hesitated, Chen Feiyu was obviously prying his wall, but if he disagreed, wouldn't he admit that he had admitted his conscience?

As Chen Feiyu's gradually mocking eyes, Long Hanqiu gritted his teeth: "Okay, let you take your pulse. If you can't diagnose other diseases, you can wait to be driven down to Huaixian Mountain!"

"When the Long family doesn't need to rush me, I will go down the mountain by myself, and I will leave behind the 'Tianxing Nine Agents'. If I diagnosed that he had other problems with his body, all your remaining patients belong to me, what if?"

Long Hanqiu frowned, recalled Mu Ling's pulse and felt relieved, and sneered, "I'm afraid you won't do it?"

"Very good. It seems that the third young master of the Long family is still a bit masculine. I can look up to you." Chen Feiyu chuckled, walked to Mu Ling, reached out to turn his eyelids, and checked his eyes.

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

The process was hidden and seamless. Even Long Hanqiu, who was closest to him, did not notice it, let alone Feng Yuyun, Bai Ningshuang and others in the distance.
Chapter completed!