"Thank you all for your support!" Liu Mingcheng clasped his hands and expressed his gratitude.
"Father! It seems like Mo Hospital has angered everyone! "Liu Licheng said happily when he saw so many people supporting him.
"Benefiting one family but damaging the world. Mo Hospital has angered everyone. "Liu Mingcheng was overjoyed when he saw that the situation was in his favor.
After this battle, not only would Liu Family's Clinic be able to return to its peak, it might even become the number one medical clinic in Chang 'an City.
This was a good opportunity to gain both fame and fortune. Liu Mingcheng became even more excited when he thought of this. He couldn't help but raise his voice, "Chang 'an Medical Clinic wishes to meet you. Brother Hua, please enlighten us."
Liu Mingcheng had a sage-like appearance with thick eyebrows and black hair. He was actually over fifty years old, but he maintained his appearance well. It wasn't too much to call Elder Hua his brother.
"Physician Liu, East Sino University of Medicine is currently in the midst of emergency treatment. He really can't spare the time. Moreover, Elder Hua has said that the field of medicine is as vast as the sea. Everyone has their own specialties and strengths. There's no need for a competition!" Mo Wu from Mo Hospital rushed over and conveyed Elder Hua's message to the two.
Among the five brothers of the Mo clan, Mo Wu was the smartest. He had learned medicine from Elder Hua back in the Mo clan. After the Mo Hospital was established, Mo Dun had sent Mo Wu to Elder Hua's side to help, and Mo Wu had been accepted as Elder Hua's disciple.
"There's no need for a competition. I think it's Hua Yuan who's avoiding the competition!" Liu Licheng sneered.
"As a doctor, you don't want to treat patients and instead compete with those boorish villagers. How boring!" Mo Wu retorted.
"Hmph! If I had a patient, why would I compete with you? "Of course, Liu Mingcheng and his son couldn't say these words out loud.
Liu Mingcheng's expression changed and he snorted, "Since Miracle Doctor Hua is busy, I'll wait here until you have time."
Then, Liu Mingcheng and his son set up a table in front of Mo Hospital and put up a signboard.
"Pulse Diagnosis with Silk Thread, free consultation."
"Pulse Diagnosis with Silk Thread?" The surrounding people exclaimed.
Most of the people around were residents of Chang 'an. Of course, they had heard of Suspensory Pulse Diagnosis, which was a legendary skill. Usually, it was used to treat the nobles. Ordinary people had never seen such a secret skill.
Many patients who came to Mo Hospital to seek medical treatment were tempted by the fact that they could enjoy such luxurious technology without spending any money. They all gathered around.
"One by one!"
Immediately, many doctors who had come with them stepped forward to help maintain order.
Liu Mingcheng and his son looked at the enthusiastic crowd in front of them and revealed a smug smile. Even if they couldn't force Hua Yuan to take action today, they could still make the Liu Family's Clinic famous and regain its reputation.
With a red thread, a doctor was able to accurately diagnose a person's condition even though he was ten feet away from the patient. This was Suspending Thread Pulse Diagnosis.
Buzz!
Liu Mingcheng flicked his finger lightly, and a vibration was transmitted to the wrist on the other end of the thread.
"Excessive liver heat!"
"Yin and Yang imbalance!"
"Cold!"
…
…
Every time he could accurately diagnose the disease, it would cause a burst of cheers from the onlookers. Among them, the doctors of other medical centers who followed him were even more excited with their faces flushed with cheers. They were even more excited than if they could take the pulse themselves.
"This is the illness of the cold body, caused by a congenital deficiency."
The other end of the thread was wrapped around a fair wrist. The owner of the wrist opened her mouth in shock. This was the first time she came to Chang 'an to seek medical treatment after seeing Mo Hospital's advertisement. When she arrived, she saw the battle between the Liu father and son and Mo Hospital.
When she heard that the Liu father and son were going to use Suspensory Thread Pulse Diagnosis for free, she immediately signed up.
"It's really diagnosed?" The woman was shocked. She didn't expect there to be such a skill. Just a slight vibration was able to diagnose the illness and it was even accurate.
"This is a weak illness caused by congenital deficiency of blood and Qi. According to this prescription, it can be alleviated in a month. To fully recover, you need to recuperate for a long period of time." Liu Mingcheng wrote the prescription and passed it to the woman.
"Recuperate for a long period of time?" The woman was stunned and hurriedly asked, "Divine Doctor Liu, even a miraculous skill like Suspensory Thread Pulse Diagnosis is unable to cure my illness?"
The woman was someone who had been ill for a long time so of course she knew what a long period of recuperation was. Numerous doctors had told her this and she had great confidence in Suspensory Thread Pulse Diagnosis. If even such a miraculous skill like Divine Doctor Liu was unable to cure her illness, then she …
In an instant, the woman was disheartened.
Liu Mingcheng's lips twitched. Numerous patients had asked him the same question. Suspensory Thread Pulse Diagnosis was just a method of diagnosis and it wasn't a miracle pill that could cure all illnesses.
Suspensory Thread Pulse Diagnosis consumed a lot of energy and Liu Mingcheng had diagnosed over ten patients consecutively. He was exhausted and signaled his son to replace him.
"Next!"
Liu Licheng took over the thread and saw a handsome young man walking over while panting. He wrapped the other end of the thread around his hand.
The young man smiled shyly at Liu Licheng. His smile was as bright as the sun.
"It's such a pity! He's so weak at such a young age, looks like he has a tough life! "Liu Licheng lamented in his heart.
This was a battle for the Liu family's reputation so Liu Licheng didn't dare to be careless. He immediately held his breath and concentrated, using his heart to feel the vibration from the thread.
"Something's not right! This young man's pulse is unusually strange. It's obviously disorderly but it's strong and powerful! "Liu Licheng's heart shook as he broke out in cold sweat. He had not expected himself to encounter such a strange illness.
"What's the matter?" Liu Mingcheng saw his son's embarrassed look and asked.
Liu Licheng quickly explained the young man's symptoms. Liu Mingcheng went into a daze and grabbed the thread to feel it. His face instantly turned black.
"You're obviously not sick but you're here to make fun of me. What's your intention?" Liu Mingcheng asked angrily.
"Not sick?" Liu Licheng didn't understand. He had obviously checked the young man's pulse which was extremely disorderly and he was panting. How could he not be sick?
"If you run for a while, you'll also be panting and have a disorderly pulse." Liu Mingcheng looked at his son helplessly. In terms of medical skills, Liu Licheng didn't belong to anyone but he lacked experience.
"Ah!"
Liu Licheng flew into a rage out of humiliation and stared fiercely at the other party. Previously he felt sorry for this young man but he didn't expect himself to be fooled.
The young man revealed an embarrassed expression and said, "Mo family's Meton greets Divine Doctor Liu."
"Meton! Mo Jiazi! "
Liu Mingcheng's heart shook. Of course he had heard of this young man who had risen to fame in Chang 'an City recently. He also knew that Hua Yuan, a barefoot doctor in a village, managed to own such a big hospital in such a short period of time and became the number one doctor in Chang' an City. It was all because of this young man.
Liu Licheng gnashed his teeth in hatred. He didn't expect that the young man who fooled him was actually the main culprit who caused the Liu family's medical hall to be on the verge of closing down.
"Mo Jiazi, Marquis Merton!"
When the surrounding commoners heard that the young man in front of them was Meton, they couldn't help but be agitated. Meton's method of drought resistance had saved countless commoners in Guanzhong.
Many people couldn't wait to erect a shrine for Meton and burn incense day and night. Unfortunately, the government was in the midst of eliminating superstitions and the Mo family didn't believe in it so they could only give up.
Now that they saw the real Meton, how could they remain calm as they all went up to greet him.
"Young Master!"
When Mo Wu saw Meton, he hurried over to greet him.
After Meton returned the greetings, he looked at Mo Wu. Following the Mo family village's prosperity, in just a few months, the skinny and small Mo Wu had grown into a tall and strong young man.
"Alright, I already know!" Meton looked at the aggrieved Mochi. To be challenged in such a manner made Mochi, who was in his puberty, feel extremely embarrassed as tears welled up in his eyes.
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