Chapter 1257： 【1257】Dare to prescribe medicine for others?

However, unlike the busy side here, Ye Feng didn't look anxious at all.

"Mr. Ye, what are we doing now?" the assistant asked in a low voice.

"Don't worry, just wait a moment." Ye Feng told him while rubbing his belly.

The assistant thought he was not feeling well, so he just stood aside.

At this time, Ye Feng suddenly waved to Kazama Dance in the auditorium.

Kazama Wu was taken aback for a moment, but still trotted over immediately, "Master, what's the matter?"

Ye Feng looked around, then slowly approached her ear, "Can you do me a favor?"

Seeing him like this, Kazama Dance thought she was going to make a decision against her ancestors. Although she was a little embarrassed, she nodded, "You said, no matter what you ask me to do, I will promise you."

Ye Feng touched her little face in satisfaction, "Xiao Wu is so good."

Kazama Wu's pretty face flushed slightly, and she hurriedly glanced at the assistant next to her, "Master, what exactly do you want Kazama to do?"

Ye Feng looked at her seriously, "Master came in a hurry this morning and didn't have time to eat. I'm a little hungry now, can you help master get a bowl of egg fried rice?"

"Uh…"

Kazama Dance was stunned for a moment.

But after a while, even though Ye Feng's request was a bit weird, Kazama Dance hurriedly asked someone to make an egg fried rice and brought it to him.

Then, Ye Feng squatted in front of the male patient and ate fried rice with eggs, which was fine, but he ate too deliciously, and kept smacking his mouth.

The male patient stared at him unrequitedly, probably he didn't expect that he had to endure this kind of torment while he was suffering from the pain.

Seeing this funny scene, everyone in the auditorium looked at each other in blank dismay.

"What is this kid doing? Instead of treating the illness quickly, he ate fried rice with eggs? This is a competition!"

"I guess he himself knows that he can't compare to the patriarch's wife, so why don't you just admit defeat?"

"It shouldn't be so, right? I heard that this kid's acupuncture is very powerful. After two needles, Kazama and Yanzhong's poison will be detoxified."

"He also knows acupuncture? Now that acupuncture is banned, he probably has no other means, right?"

"It seems that there is no need to compare anymore, the ending is already obvious..."

At this time, Tsukahara Chizuru had already finished the diagnosis and started to prepare the medicine, but Ye Feng made no progress at all.

Kazama Dance is also a little impatient, wondering what the master is doing, is he sure of winning, or has he given up?

Falcon Kazama looked back and saw his daughter's anxious look, he couldn't help smiling, "Be safe, don't be impatient, and be calm."

Kazama Wu glanced at him displeasedly, "You wish for him to fail the trial, right?"

Kazama Falcon didn't deny it, but just smiled, "Your mother... your Aunt Tsukahara's medical skills are recognized as the strongest in the family. I don't believe that our Kazama family's accumulation of hundreds of years can't compare with a young boy."

Kazama Wu frowned immediately, "What is a boy? Are you too disrespectful?"

Kazama Falcon snorted suddenly, "He tricked my daughter into Huaguo, and I haven't settled the score with him yet, what's wrong with calling him a brat?"

Kazama Wu was afraid that his father would do something unfavorable to Ye Feng if he got angry, so he had to shut up honestly.

At this time, Ye Feng finally finished eating fried rice with eggs, touched his stomach, "comfortable!"

The assistant next to him came over, "Can we start the treatment now?"

Ye Feng waved his hand, "No rush, I'll go to the bathroom first."

After speaking, he directly left hundreds of people at the scene, turned his head and left.

Everyone present became stunned, and after a while, they all cursed.

"This kid is not playing with us, is he? I ate egg fried rice just now, and now I have to go to the toilet. Why are you so annoying?"

"I can't **** hold it anymore, I want to go up and beat him, none of you are allowed to stop me."

"Then you go, I support you mentally. I heard that he just slapped Steward Xishan away with one palm. I hope you can avenge Steward Xishan."

"Uh... is it true? Butler Xishan is a master of dark energy, and he was slapped away with a single palm?"

"I heard what the people outside said just now, it should be true."

"Then... let's forget it, even Steward Xishan is no match for this kid, so I won't be ashamed to go up there."

"..."

After a few more minutes, Ye Feng came back from the toilet.

This time he didn't dawdle any longer, he went straight to the male patient and felt his pulse.

Then he turned around and walked to the table beside him, picked up a pen and wrote the prescription.

Seeing this scene, the assistant couldn't help but said, "This... is it time to grab the medicine?"

The four diagnostic methods of traditional Chinese medicine are divided into looking, smelling, asking, and feeling, which are the most basic diagnostic methods.

But Ye Feng skipped the first three items and went directly to the fourth item, and he just touched his pulse superficially. It took less than ten seconds, and he felt that he took his hand away as soon as he put it on. Pulse?

Besides, he didn't check other places, and he didn't even ask about the patient's condition, so he dared to prescribe medicine for him?

Ye Feng didn't answer him, but wrote quickly, and in less than half a minute, he wrote a prescription, turned around and handed it to him, "Take the medicine according to the prescription."

The assistant looked at the densely packed and illegible Chinese medicine names on the prescription, and immediately looked at the patriarch in the auditorium in embarrassment.

If he took the medicine according to the prescription prescribed by this guy and killed someone, he couldn't bear the responsibility.

Falcon Kazama saw Ye Feng's every move, and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

He just nodded slightly to the assistant, asking him to follow Ye Feng's arrangement.

Anyway, the two patients he selected were already terminally ill, and they didn't have a good life for a few days, and now they are just dead horses as living horse doctors.

Of course it would be best if he could be cured, even if he died on the spot, it wouldn't matter.

Seeing that the patriarch nodded, the assistant had no choice but to follow the prescription prescribed by Ye Feng to get the medicine.

Fortunately, these medicines prescribed by Ye Feng are not rare medicinal materials, they are available in the pharmacy of the Kazama family.

It took about half an hour, he took all the medicinal materials according to Ye Feng's prescription, and distributed them according to the proportion,

Then began pounding medicine, cutting and other work.

The final step is to cook.

These processes are time-consuming, so Ye Feng naturally wouldn't wait here, but found a shady place to enjoy the shade.

Although he had wasted a lot of time eating and going to the bathroom before, he saved a lot of time during the diagnosis, so that the work of boiling medicine for both parties was completed almost at the same time.

Smelling the strong scent of medicine, the audience started discussing again.

"Guess, who will win this competition?"

"Does it need to be said? It must be the wife of the patriarch who won! Her medical skills are obvious to all, and they are better than many famous doctors outside."

"Yes, didn't you see that kid prescribed medicine without making a diagnosis? It would be good if he didn't eat dead people."

"The trial of our Kazama family finally started once. I didn't expect it to end in this way. It's a pity."

"The family actually opened the trial for this kind of person, wasting a great opportunity for nothing."

"Hateful! Deplorable!"