Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 117 - 117 117 Experts Competing

117: Chapter 117 Experts Competing 117: Chapter 117 Experts Competing “Again!” Sun Pinghui clenched his teeth and said.

A patient, approximately fifty years old, sat down in front of the consultation desk, his face showing the listlessness brought on by long-term illness.

Sun Pinghui placed his hands on the patient’s pulse and asked, “Do your limbs hurt?”

“He suffers from chronic rheumatoid arthritis, with joint pain in the limbs and coldness and stiffness in the lower extremities,” Qin Han calmly interjected before the patient could respond.

“Yes, yes, my limbs hurt so much that I can’t sleep well.

Truly a Divine Doctor!” the patient nodded repeatedly, saying.

Sun Pinghui looked at Qin Han, feeling somewhat bitter, “This youngster can see through it at a glance.

Once might be luck, but twice is no coincidence; it seems this young man truly has genuine skills.”

“Qin, my young friend, shall we both prescribe a formula and see?” Sun Pinghui said with a faint smile.

Qin Han noticed the expression on Sun Pinghui’s face and nodded in agreement, saying, “Okay!”

Then Qin Han also took the patient’s pulse, and both men took paper and pens, then wrote down their own prescriptions.

Sun Pinghui’s prescription was “Danggui Si Ni Tang.”

Meanwhile, Qin Han wrote out a prescription for Wutou Guizhi Tang, but in his Wutou Guizhi Tang, one ingredient was missing: white honey.

“Aha, see, this is what you call a Divine Doctor!

He can even write the wrong prescription; Wutou Guizhi Tang includes white honey.

He didn’t write it!” Sun An exclaimed as if he had discovered a new continent, then turned his head to Qin Han and said coldly, “Do you want to kill someone?”

Sun An’s words were somewhat exaggerated.

Although one ingredient, white honey, was missing, it wasn’t deadly, but since he had finally caught Qin Han slipping, Sun An naturally exaggerated the consequences.

Sun Pinghui didn’t say anything but pondered several times before asking doubtfully, “Qin, my young friend, did you indeed forget to write down an ingredient?”

At these words, a stir went through the people in the medical hall, especially after they heard Sun An say that this prescription could kill someone, leading them to harbor some complaints against Qin Han.

“That’s so irresponsible!”

“How can he be a doctor if writing down one wrong ingredient could kill someone, you know?”

“If you don’t even have that basic knowledge, stop treating diseases!”

Seeing that he had successfully stirred up the crowd’s anger, Sun An couldn’t help but feel a bit smug, arrogantly looking towards Qin Han as if to say how do you like that, tripped up now, huh?

However, Sun Pinghui was observing Sun An’s demeanor with slightly furrowed brows, lost in thought.

Despite the accusations from the crowd, Qin Han remained calm and said lightly, “In my prescription, there is no white honey!”

“But white honey is effective for neutralizing the toxicity of Wutou, and if it’s absent from the prescription, it’s not appropriate.

Moreover, for a patient suffering from rheumatoid arthritis, Danggui Si Ni Tang should be the most effective,” Sun Pinghui shook his head slightly, though it more resembled a discussion of medical skills with Qin Han.

Qin Han smiled faintly and said, “If I’m not mistaken, this gentleman has already taken Danggui Si Ni Tang, but it was not effective.”

The patient hurriedly nodded and said, “Doctor Qin is right.

I’ve indeed used Danggui Si Ni Tang already, and I’ve taken six doses without any clear effect.

I was just about to tell Mr.

Sun that.”

“Hmm?

Is that so?” Sun Pinghui set down his prescription and looked at Qin Han with an inquiring gaze, “Qin, my young friend, please tell me, what is the primary purpose of the prescription you wrote?”

Sun Pinghui looked somewhat eager for knowledge, and Qin Han surmised that the old traditional doctor must have been misled by his grandson, probably embellished by Sun An.

Aside from Sun Pinghui being somewhat upset just now, he now completely resembled a true doctor.

Qin Han said with a smile, “Just now, when I was taking the patient’s pulse, I found it to be calm and steady, but the condition was due to cold congealing in the joints, with the defensive and nutritive qi not circulating.

The appropriate treatment plan should be to warm the meridians and dispel the cold.

Also, I determined that the elder brother’s tongue is pale with a thin black coating.”

Sun Pinghui was taken aback and immediately gestured for the man to open his mouth.

He checked the patient’s tongue coating and, indeed, the outer part of the patient’s tongue was white and the middle slightly black.

“So it is, so it is, haha, Brother Qin, indeed it’s the case of the new waves pushing the old waves forward, I admire you!” Sun Pinghui, who also had profound medical expertise, thought about it briefly and immediately grasped the crucial point.

“Then…

which prescription should I use?” the patient asked hesitantly.

“Use Doctor Qin’s prescription.

I guarantee that after three doses, you will recover!” Sun Pinghui handed Doctor Qin’s prescription to the patient.

His reference to Qin Han also changed from Brother Qin to Doctor Qin.

“Alright, I’ll go back and try it.

Truly a Divine Doctor!” The man picked up his medicine from the medicine cabinet and left.

Sun An, seeing that Qin Han had won another game, said resentfully, “A blind cat runs into a dead rat.”

“An’er, do not be disrespectful!”

Sun An had not expected his grandfather to scold him like that; he had never been so sternly rebuked by him from childhood till now.

Everyone was suddenly in an uproar, feeling guilty for having misunderstood Qin Han just a moment ago.

“We are sorry, Doctor Qin, we misunderstood you.”

“It turns out that some people just have the reputation of a young talent, but actually have no real expertise.”

“Yes, they know we don’t understand and here they are, deceiving us.

Fortunately, there’s someone even more capable here.”

Facing the ridicule from the others, Sun An’s face couldn’t take it, turning now pale, now red.

Qin Han looked at Sun An and said, “Your prescription isn’t wrong, but it falls short because it fails to account for the patient’s symptoms.

Doctors should not prescribe by rote; you need to pay more attention to the patient, to make fewer detours.”

In fact, Qin Han could see that Sun An did have real expertise, but even from his prescription, it was clear that it lacked one medicinal ingredient.

Although it was meant to stir the patient’s emotions, his words were not entirely unfounded.

“Humph!”

Sun An turned his head, and Qin Han’s consolation sounded more like mockery to him.

Sun Ping, listening thoughtfully, looked at Sun An with a hint of worry in his eyes.

“Doctor Qin, why don’t I help out in the clinic today?” Sun Ping said with a smile.

Qin Han knew this meant Sun Ping was eager to practice, and simply responded, “That would be very kind of you.”

Chong Yuanliang, who was poised to throw both men out just a moment earlier, couldn’t understand—how had the situation, which had been so tense, suddenly turned into one of helping each other out?

The two sat at the consultation desk, and each time they prescribed, Qin Han’s and Sun Ping’s prescriptions were almost identical, and where they differed, they were only slightly so—but comparatively, Qin Han’s were somewhat better, so overall, Qin Han had the upper hand.

The more the duo competed, the more spirited they grew, and the more they admired each other.

Each time they noticed their prescriptions matched, they exchanged smiles.

Sun Ping’s prejudices against Qin Han had been completely cleared away, and rather, a sense of respect had started to form inside.

Soon, all the patients in the clinic were almost treated, and it had also grown dark.

The onlookers, having witnessed such a splendid competition, were thoroughly entertained.

After all the patients in the clinic had been treated, the crowd burst into applause collectively.