Lin Yu was completely dumbfounded.
This pulse he had felt... something was seriously off, wasn't it?
Lin Yu raised his head and gave the old man grinning at him a strange look, then lowered his head and continued taking his pulse, his brows knitting even tighter.
"May I ask, sir... is there something... not quite right with your body?"
The moment Lin Yu said that, it sparked heated discussion among the surrounding crowd.
"Not quite right? What's not right?"
"You know, this guy really does look like he knows how to take a pulse."
The old man asked, "What's wrong with my pulse? Is there a problem?"
Lin Yu fell silent, not knowing how to answer.
Was there a problem? The problem was enormous!
"Sir, forgive me for putting it bluntly... I feel like there are ten thousand alpacas raving inside your body."
"Um... sir, could you take off your clothes?"
Lin Yu's words made the old man's expression change.
He coldly rebuked him, "What are you trying to do? I'm eighty years old this year! Are you trying to make me lose my virtue in my twilight years?"
Lin Yu cursed inwardly. What the hell was this old fart thinking?
You're making it sound like I'm about to do something to you.
But with so many people around, he couldn't lose his temper. After all, he was currently supposed to be a compassionate healer.
"Sir, you've misunderstood. I just want to take a look at your..."
"You're not looking! Do you think I don't know what you little brat is thinking? And you call yourself a divine doctor? Go fool a ghost!"
After taking the money, the old man immediately began putting on a performance.
"Everyone, come take a look! This young man actually made such a crude request to an eighty-year-old man like me. What kind of divine doctor is that?"
As he spoke, the old man angrily flicked his sleeve. Yet by accident, a pink oval ball flew out from inside it, buzzing as it landed on the ground.
In an instant, the atmosphere around them turned grave.
"Ahem... what is this thing? Why did it fall from my body?"
Lin Yu was numb. Good grief!
No wonder the pulse had felt so bizarre when he took it, as if something were dancing wildly inside. This old man had hidden one of these things in his arm? Then it was no mystery!
"Sir, aren't you going to explain yourself? You stuffed this thing into your arm—even if Hua Tuo came to take your pulse, he wouldn't be able to diagnose anything, okay?"
Lin Yu let out a cold laugh.
At that moment, the old man was clearly panicking as well, looking extremely awkward.
"Damn it, this old man is useless! Dock him one chicken drumstick!"
"Monkey, looks like we'll have to do it ourselves. We must complete the task Young Master Jiang gave us!"
Wang Zheng and Liu Tie began discussing matters. Clearly... there was a reason those two had been beaten senseless by Lin Yu in the original plot. They really were idiots.
Luckily, Lin Yu himself was not exactly brilliant either.
Wang Zheng and Liu Tie stepped forward directly.
"Hey, you! You're out here practicing medicine... do you even have a medical license?"
"Yeah! What medical school did you graduate from?"
The two of them sang in perfect harmony, leaving Lin Yu utterly confused.
But Lin Yu soon recognized them. "You two..."
Wang Zheng gave Lin Yu no chance to speak. "We're asking you a question! Do you have a medical license or not? If you don't have one, that's illegal medical practice. If something goes wrong, you could go to prison!"
The two spoke with righteous indignation, instantly feeling as though they had become ambassadors of justice and had to step out to uphold righteousness!
Liu Tie kept winking at the old man.
The old man was an experienced actor too. Before being called over, he had worked as an extra on film sets many times. Even in his eighties... he still carried an actor's dream.
"Yes, yes, yes! He's a quack! They say old Chinese doctors, old Chinese doctors—what Chinese doctor is this young? Good thing I didn't let him treat me... otherwise, he might have treated me to death!"
Lin Yu was practically furious to death. His chest rose and fell violently, and he wanted nothing more than to punch this old fart to death!
After Wang Zheng and Liu Tie's reminder, many of the hospital staff also joined in.
"That's right! Where's your medical license? Whether Chinese medicine or Western medicine, you need a medical license to treat illnesses and save lives!"
"What's your name? Which school did you graduate from?"
Facing wave after wave of questioning, Lin Yu's head throbbed.
He had absolute confidence in his medical skills. Even a patient on the brink of death could be forcibly pulled back by his heaven-defying techniques.
But he truly did not have a medical license!
Before he came down from the mountain, his master had never told him... that treating illnesses and saving lives required some kind of medical license.
Where was he supposed to get a medical license?
"Please calm down first. I know you don't trust me, but please give me a chance to prove myself!"
But the others refused to buy what Lin Yu was selling. The spectators had always loved to stir things up.
"How are you going to prove yourself? You don't even have a medical license—who would dare let you treat them? If you treat someone to death... do you know how serious the consequences would be?"
A middle-aged man in a white coat and mask stepped forward, looking at Lin Yu with anger in his eyes.
Having been a doctor for most of his life, Xiao Yang had performed thousands of surgeries and saved countless people. Though he practiced Western medicine, he respected Chinese medicine. What he hated were charlatans who used Chinese medicine as a banner to swindle people!
Clearly, Lin Yu was precisely that kind of charlatan in his eyes!
"Dean Xiao, you're here?"
"Dean Xiao, look at this guy. He's far too arrogant! He doesn't even have a medical license, yet he's out here acting as a doctor... isn't that harming people?"
Lin Yu was panicking too. "I really can save people! Even if they're dead, I can bring them back to life!"
Just then, as if on cue, an ambulance arrived outside the emergency room.
"Someone hurry! There's a patient here who's about to die!"
The corner of Lin Yu's mouth curled up. Water when thirsty, a pillow when sleepy—what perfect timing!
Move aside. It's time for me to show off!
Ignoring everyone else, Lin Yu charged straight toward the ambulance!
He knew perfectly well that these people would never listen to his explanation. Only his own formidable medical skills could conquer them.
"What are you trying to do? Get down here, now!"
"Where are the security guards? Where did they go? There's a lunatic here!"
Lin Yu gritted his teeth. He could no longer worry about any of that.
He leaped into the ambulance and casually reached into his clothes... producing a small cloth pouch filled with silver needles.
The signature move of a divine-doctor protagonist: acupuncture!
For a divine-doctor protagonist like Lin Yu, acupuncture could cure anything. He could even cure AIDS with a flick of his hand~
But when Lin Yu saw the patient inside the ambulance, the expression on his face froze.
"Ahem... excuse me!"
Half of this man's arm had been crushed flat, the left side of his skull was shattered, cerebrospinal fluid was flowing from his nostrils, and his eyeballs had burst. If adrenaline had not been keeping his last breath alive, he would have croaked long ago.
His medical skills were indeed incredible, capable of reviving the dead and growing flesh upon white bones, but damn it, this wasn't resurrection magic!
"Arrest him! He's a lunatic! A lunatic who escaped from a mental hospital!"
Security guards surrounded him from all directions, making Lin Yu's scalp tingle.
Saving lives... at this rate, he was probably going to end up back in the station again.
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