After listening to Feng Yong's explanation, Hong Yan first breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly nodded in agreement: "Teacher, you are so awesome. I ate too many chili peppers yesterday, and I really feel a little angry today." As for whether she really

Only those who get angry would know, but one thing is very suspicious. Women like her who like to dress up are usually most afraid of getting angry and getting acne, so how could they eat too many chili peppers?

Feng Yong smiled proudly, and then added: "Real fire is mostly caused by external evil spirits. The treatment is to purge the fire. Taking some Niuhuang Jiedu Pills or Coptis Shangqing Tablets can cure it."

"I understand, teacher." Hong Yan nodded repeatedly.

At this time, Ye Wutian asked: "Are you sure the disease has been cured?"

"That's right, it's your turn." Feng Yong retreated to the side and made way for Ye Wutian.

"Then let me show you what real Chinese medicine is, so that you won't have to practice Chinese medicine for decades and still don't know what Chinese medicine is when you get into the coffin." Ye Wutian said proudly, and he already stretched out his right hand as he spoke.

Push it towards Hong Yan's wrist.

Ye Wutian's arrogant remarks did not anger Feng Yong, because in Feng Yong's view, no matter how arrogant this guy was, it was only for a while, and it would not be too late to laugh at him after he lost the competition.

Dozens of pairs of eyes focused on Ye Wutian. Although everyone felt that Ye Wutian had no chance of winning, they were all curious about how Ye Wutian would end his high profile.

Ye Wutian's pulse-taking technique was not as standard as Feng Yong's, and he only took his hand back after only a moment of diagnosis.

"What did you see again?" Feng Yong asked with a sneer. Regardless of whether the other party's technique was standard or not, Feng Yong didn't think he could see anything based on his short pulse-taking time.

In fact, apart from the numerous and powerful pulses as Feng Yong said just now, Ye Wutian did not see any other problems. However, from this point of pulse, the information Ye Wutian interpreted was consistent with Feng Yong's.

totally different.

A wicked smile appeared on Ye Wutian's face. He was not in a hurry to announce his diagnosis. Instead, he kindly persuaded Hong Yan: "Classmate, are you angry? Or do you have other hidden diseases? I advise you the best.

It's better to tell the truth, otherwise if I expose it, you may lose face."

Ye Wutian's words made Hong Yan feel nervous, "Did he really see my illness? Impossible! Even an experienced doctor like Feng Yong couldn't diagnose it, how could he possibly diagnose it?

Yes, he must be scaring me." Thinking of this, Hong Yan stopped worrying and said, "I just got angry. I have nothing to hide. I think you knew you were going to lose, so you wanted to cheat."

Bar?"

"Since you said so, don't blame me, Ye Wutian, for not giving you face." Ye Wutian's face showed a sarcastic look. He was looking forward to it. After he told the truth, this shameless person would

What a wonderful expression the woman will have.

Under the expectant and curious eyes of all the students, Ye Wutian said slowly: "Actually, her symptoms are bacterial infection. As for why the symptoms of bacterial infection appear? That's really hard for me to explain, classmate,

If I guess correctly, you should have had breast augmentation surgery about three or four months ago, right?"

When Hong Yan heard this, her expression suddenly changed, and there was even more discussion in the classroom.

Three or four months ago, it was almost the time after the college entrance examination. At that time, none of the students here knew Hong Yan, so naturally they didn't know how big her breasts were before.

"You, you're talking nonsense!" Hong Yan denied it, but judging from her tone, she seemed a little unsure.

"Since you still don't admit it, let me continue. I think you had just graduated from high school at that time and didn't have much money on hand. In order to be cheap, you went to an informal plastic surgery hospital and chose the price.

Cheap prosthesis. The operation may have gone smoothly, but the disinfection work was not done well, and as a result, there was a serious bacterial infection in the right chest after the operation." At this point, Ye Wutian stopped again and looked at Hong Yan with a smile.

go.

From Hong Yan's panicked look, she knew that she had guessed very well, so she continued: "At that time, the hospital should have used all kinds of means to control the infection. Originally, if there was such a serious infection, the prosthesis should be removed."

Temporarily remove it and then redo it after half a year, but you did not remove it. I think you must have suffered a lot in the first month or two, and you are still injecting antibacterial drugs until now. Although you have obvious bacterial infection now

It got better, but the severe infection caused severe capsular contracture. Capsular contracture is divided into four levels, and you are now in the third level. Your chest has become moderately hard, and it can be seen from the appearance."

In fact, Ye Wutian had noticed the strangeness in Hong Yan's chest a long time ago, but he was not very sure at first. It was not until he took his pulse that he got a clear result.

Ye Wutian's words were clear and logical. Even if they were confused with the truth, the students would inevitably become suspicious of Hong Yan, and pairs of eyes of different colors focused on Hong Yan.

Such a shameful thing was exposed, it was like a demon being beaten back to its original form by Monkey King. Hong Yan had no shame to stay in the class. She stood up in panic, sobbing and ran towards the back door of the classroom.

After Hong Yan left, there was a lot of discussion in the classroom. It was obvious that most people had believed Hong Yan's breast augmentation.

But what surprised them even more was that Ye Wutian diagnosed Hong Yan's breast augmentation just by taking her pulse. Could it be that he was just making wild guesses? Or maybe his medical skills had reached a level that was miraculous.

…

Ye Wutian looked at Feng Yong and asked with a calm smile: "Teacher, this fact is already before your eyes. You should know who will lose and who will win, right?"

Feng Yong blushed and argued unwillingly: "Huh! Even if she didn't have breast augmentation, she would still have the nerve to be humiliated by you. I think this is clearly your trick." In fact, Feng Yong

He knew in his heart that he had lost, but he couldn't accept the absurdity that he would lose to a student.

"Really? It seems reasonable. Since there is no proof, let's treat it as a tie. Anyway, I don't care about you being my student." After saying that, Ye Wutian turned around and walked towards his seat, and Feng Yong also snorted coldly.

, shook hands and walked back to the podium.

Just as the two of them were taking their places, the bell rang for the end of get out of class. Feng Yong packed up the lesson plans on his desk, glared at Ye Wutian again, then turned around and left the classroom with a sullen face.

"Hey, has Hong Yan really had her breasts augmented?" Fan Xiaoling asked with some suspicion. Looking at her expression, there was a hint of schadenfreude and a bit of sympathy.

"What do you think?" Ye Wutian asked.

"I know why I need to ask you?" Fan Xiaoling rolled her eyes and said angrily.

"Since you don't believe in me, a miracle doctor, why don't you let me take your pulse and see if your pulse is true or false?" Ye Wutian stared at Fan Xiaoling's chest with a smirk on his face.

"You don't need to read it, I guarantee it is fake." Fan Xiaoling held the book to her chest and said.

"Then you are developing quite well!" Ye Wutian nodded and praised with a smile.

"Of course." Fan Xiaoling was not shy, she raised her head and said proudly.

"It's just that although your two steamed buns are big, I don't know how they feel." Ye Wutian asked with a smile.

"What? Do you want to touch it?" Fan Xiaoling asked with a smile. Just when Ye Wutian had an idea, she suddenly stopped smiling and said: "No way!"

If an ordinary boy teased Fan Xiaoling like this, she would definitely scold him or throw a book at her, but in front of Ye Wutian, she felt an inexplicable sense of security, perhaps because Ye Wutian saved her twice.

Being in fire and water made her so open to Ye Wutian...

In the next two classes, neither Hong Yan nor Lu Wenjie showed up, and Ye Wutian basically spent his time pursuing art.

The four classes in the morning finally ended, and it was lunch time after class.

Although Ye Wutian seemed to be sleeping deeply, he was very sensitive to the ringing of the get out of class bell. No, he sat up energetically before the ringing stopped.

After the teacher announced that get out of class was over, Fan Xiaoling took the initiative to invite, "I'll treat you to dinner at noon."

"You don't want to take the opportunity to seduce me, do you?" Ye Wutian looked at Fan Xiaoling with suspicious eyes.

"Tch! Stop being narcissistic and forget about eating." Fan Xiaoling rolled her eyes and stuffed a few books into the drawer.

Ye Wutian chuckled and said, "You're just kidding! There's no reason not to eat a beautiful girl's treat. Since you're so gracious, I'll give you face and choose the most expensive restaurant."

"You have a good idea. If you don't eat in the school cafeteria, you will be defeated!" Fan Xiaoling said as she left her seat and walked to the back door, and Ye Wutian quickly followed.

Although Fan Xiaoling's beauty is not at the level of a school belle, she is still quite eye-catching when walking on the road. The boys next to her will glance here from time to time. Needless to say, some of the boys following behind are definitely staring at Fan Xiaoling's beautiful buttocks.

Drooling.

"Ye Wutian..." Fan Xiaoling opened her mouth to say something, but was interrupted by Ye Wutian.

"Sister Xiaoling, can you please stop calling me by my full name, which sounds awkward? Instead, call me by my stage name Shuaiguo, or call me brother Wutian like I call you. This sounds much more comfortable.

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"That's not giving you an advantage, I think it's better to call you Wutian." Fan Xiaoling said.

"Definitely! What did you want to say just now?" Ye Wutian didn't care anymore and asked casually.

"I want to remind you to be careful about Feng Yong." Fan Xiaoling said seriously.

"Feng Yong? Which grandson is he?"

"It's the bald man who taught us the basic theory of traditional Chinese medicine!" Fan Xiaoling replied.

"Oh!" Ye Wutian nodded and asked, "Why should we be careful about him? Could it be that he is a transvestite? Or maybe he is a gay?"

Fan Xiaoling wiped her sweat and said: "Where are you thinking? He is the director of the Political and Education Department of our medical school, and his brother-in-law is the principal of the main school."
Chapter completed!