Chapter 082: Hanging Pulse

  "Hehe, didn't expect you two also have some free time, running to the mundane world to join in on the fun..."

  Yang Fan's gaze changed in an instant, and he looked at the two men opposite him with a smile that was not quite a smile.

  They were sitting next to Hu Banshen, whispering to each other, and when they saw Yang Fan and Lin Zhong walk in, their expressions all changed.

  "Yang Shidi, long time no see, I hope you've been well."

  One of the young men stood up, very warmly, about twenty-seven or eight years old, wearing a purple robe, with thick eyebrows and a square face, with a steady air about him.

  This man is Yang Guang of Yangjia Village, who has achieved great mastery in internal energy cultivation and is currently the most outstanding among his three generations of disciples.

  "Tsk tsk...... Yang Fan, it's been two months since we last met. You've gone from being a good-for-nothing to returning to the Cultivation Realm and even becoming an alchemist, opening a medical clinic in Wuliuyuan Town. I'm truly impressed."

  Li Baozi's voice was extremely piercing and said recklessly.

  As the grandson of Yang's family, he was arrogant and domineering. If it were in the past, it would be fine, but now Yang Fan is just a Qi Refining stage cultivator on the surface, how could he make him show respect?

  Yang Fan glanced at the two of them and said indifferently: "Elder Yang Guang is as majestic as ever."

  After that, he sat down with Lin Zhong on a row of chairs opposite him, and as for Li Huzi's sarcasm, he directly ignored it, not even bothering to retort.

  This is a blatant contempt and greatest insult to the enemy.

  No matter how you shout, you are not considered a human being at all. The faint disdain in Yang Fan's eyes is obvious at a glance.

  "You... you..."

  Li Pangzi suddenly felt his face lose its luster and couldn't help but grit his teeth at Yang Fan.

  Yang Fan didn't even bother to give him a glance, treating him as if he were thin air.

  Yang Guang's eyes narrowed slightly as he scrutinized Yang Fan for a moment, and he faintly sensed that the other party's temperament had undergone a complete transformation after a period of scattered work.

  "Could he really just be a doctor who saves lives and treats injuries?"

  Yang Guang had some reservations about Yang Fan's identity as a pharmacist at this time, similar to Yang Wei.

  He said secretly: I'll take a look at his current medical skills. If his medical skills are excellent, they can't have exceptionally high attainments in other aspects...

  Indeed, medical skills are just one aspect, and to master them also requires a lot of hard work. If you immerse yourself in this way, it will be difficult to achieve certain accomplishments on the path of cultivating immortality.

  This is also one of the reasons why Yang Guang came to Wuliuyi Town this time.

  It's just such an elegant and worldly living room, yet it has gathered several cultivators at this moment.

  Yang Fan and Lin Zhongyi were on opposite sides.

  Yang Guang, Li Baozi, Hu Banshen and several others.

  Apart from this, Yang Fan also found several cultivators in this living room.

  One of the elderly men in his seventies, wearing a cloth robe, with a warm complexion, bright eyes, and several storage bags tied around his waist, even had a medicine basket on his back.

  Yang Fan looked at the old man and felt very familiar. The old man clasped his fists together and smiled, saying: "Young Master Yang, don't you recognize me?"

  Yang Fan suddenly came to himself and hastily stood up, slightly bowing: "So it's Master Zheng!"

  "Gentleman, you truly make me look at you with new eyes. Although your magical powers are completely gone, you have returned to the Immortal Cultivation Realm in just two short months and have even delved into the study of medicine. I must say, I'm looking forward to seeing what you can do."

  Zheng medicine master smiled kindly at Yang Fan.

  It turned out that Zheng Medicine Master was one of the guest servants in Yangjia Village. After cultivating his energy to a later stage, he possessed extraordinary medical skills and also mastered the art of alchemy. In Yangjia Village, even the elders of the second generation of Condensing Spirit Stage had great respect for him.

  "Zheng is being polite, how dare Yang be so presumptuous."

  Yang Fan said with great courtesy and humility.

  He understood that Zheng Yao Shi was not on Yang Guang's side, he had a transcendent identity in Yangjia Fortress, as a guest, generally standing in a neutral position, not participating in the worldly benefits of intrigue and struggle.

  Apart from Zheng Medicine Master, there were several other guests in the living room, who were also medicine masters.

  It seems that this rare "medical gathering" and the medical competition between pharmacists have attracted the attention of many cultivators near Wuliuyuan.

  Everyone sat quietly in the living room for a while, and then the bead curtain of the side house was lifted, and a middle-aged man dressed in finery walked in.

  It was Liu De-gui, the mayor of Wuliu Town.

  Liu De-gui's gaze swept across the dozen or so people in the room, and he said loudly: "Everyone can come to my humble abode, it is an honor for Wuliuyi Town, and also a great honor for me, Liu. This time, we gather here as medical friends, mainly with Yang Gongzi and Hu Banzhen, two pharmacists participating. The rest of the guests can be witnesses on the side. The villagers outside are also one of the witnesses."

  "Someone, open the door!"

  Liu De-gui ordered his servants to open the large doors of the living room, so that people outside and others could see what was happening inside.

  "It's a battle between pharmacists, this time we can gain some experience..."

  "I heard he's Hu Banzhen, a legendary immortal master who is well-versed in the art of ghosts and spirits. Can Yang Gongzi be his match?"

  "I believe Brother Fan will definitely win, he is also a former fairy master, and he won't be afraid of Hu Banzhen."

  Tie Niu also shouted in the crowd, he and Nan Gong Yu both supported Yang Fan.

  ……

  Before long, the entrance of this VIP lounge was packed to the point where it was hard to get in or out. In Liu Zhenzhang's private courtyard, there were at least one or two hundred people crowded together, most of whom had come to see the commotion.

  Yang Fan and Hu Banzhen saw this situation with a smile on their faces.

  Their eyes met suddenly, and sparks flew, as if a spark had been struck in the void.

  "I now announce that several pharmacists have arrived at this 'Medical Skills Competition'. They are Zheng, a pharmacist from Yangjiabao, and three senior pharmacists from the county town. They have the right to express their unique opinions on this medical skills competition, and the final outcome will also be decided with reference to their opinions. Of course, the most important speaker is Liu's daughter, Liu Manxiang, because she is the patient in this 'Medical Skills Competition'."

  After a speech, Liu DeGui's eyes swept over Yang Fan and Hu Baxian, smiling:

  "Please ask Master Yang and Hu Banzhen to enter the inner room to examine my daughter. The other doctors can also follow along to observe, while everyone else, please stay in the living room and outside."

  Soon, a maid pushed open the beaded curtain of the inner room, and inside could vaguely be seen a bed, still separated by a layer of semi-transparent gauze.

  Yang Fan and Hu Banzhen exchanged a glance, then stepped into the side house together.

  The bead curtain was still open, and the noble guests in the living room could only watch from a distance. People outside the house could only vaguely see some scenes.

  Soon, under Liu De's leadership, the two came to the front of the bed, and through the semi-transparent gauze, they could vaguely see the woman lying inside.

  This thin gauze could hardly block the gaze of a cultivator, Yang Fan smiled and exchanged a glance with Liu Man Xiang's eyes.

  "Someone come and get the silk thread." Liu DeGui coughed lightly.

  Silk thread?

  Yang Fan was slightly stunned, and then immediately understood.

  As soon as the words fell, a maid brought over a long silk thread of about ten feet, gently tying it to Liu Man Xiang's slender and pale wrist pulse. Then she pulled the other end of the thread in front of Yang Fan and Hu Ban Xian.

  Hanging wire pulse!

  In an instant, the crowd on the scene was shocked, especially those ordinary people.

  "Holding pulse by thread, this is indeed a legendary medical technique..."

  The people outside suddenly started discussing it enthusiastically.

  The suspended pulse is generally used for people with special identities, usually noble women. When a doctor treats this kind of person, in order to avoid differences in identity and gender, they use the method of taking the pulse by suspension.

  Of course, this is also a rumor, ordinary people generally just hear about it.

  "Yang Yao Shi, this time the medical skills gamble, the key lies with you. Can you cure Miss's illness? I have some confidence in it, but I don't know what methods you have."

  Hu Banzhen smiled slyly and said.

  "Alright, let me go first."

  Yang Fan's face remained calm as he took the thin thread from the maid's hand.

  In an instant, the entire venue fell silent, with everyone's gaze fixed on his hand.

  "Hanging line pulse..."

  Yang Fan's mouth corners slightly pursed, wondering who came up with this ghost idea.

  To be honest, this legendary medical technique, he really hasn't learned it before...

  Update 2 is here, my votes...