Wang Rong slapped himself on the spot, annoyed that he had doubted the incredible Nan Yu.
He said directly, "Dr. Nan, I believe in you. Don’t listen to their nonsense. You don’t need to guarantee with your own life. After I take the medicine for two weeks, I’ll know if it can cure me."
Nan Yu nodded slightly, "If you have any questions during this time, you can come and ask me."
Wang Rong pocketed the prescription and silently moved to the spot close to Nan Yu.
Li Chongbai timely stepped forward, "Now Xiao Yu 1:0 Meng Yi, next."
Seeing this, others looked at Wang Rong with disdain, thinking he was the reason Meng Yi lost.
A fifty-year-old woman in a purple dress immediately stood up.
"I’ll take a turn. You saw through Wang Rong’s illness with just one look; it might be a setup between you two on the spot."
She went directly to Nan Yu and said without hesitation, "So, this time you diagnose first, and let Meng Yi follow."
Meng Yi, having just lost a round, felt unwilling and was about to say she could do it, wanting to go first, when she felt a weight on her shoulder.
She looked up and met Nan Qingqing’s fox-like eyes.
Nan Qingqing leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Xiao Yi, keep your patience. Let Nan Yu make a fool of herself first, then you take action later."
After speaking, she tapped Meng Yi’s phone in her hand.
Meng Yi, when no one was paying attention to her, looked down and saw that the screen of her phone lit up.
Displaying four characters.
"Put on headphones."
Meng Yi flipped the phone over, placed it on the table, covertly put the earphones in her ears, and covered them with her hair. Unless someone looked closely, it was impossible to tell she was wearing earphones.
In the next second, Nan Qingqing’s voice came through.
"Xiao Yi, I’ll tell you the illness that Ye Jin has in a moment. Just say what I tell you to say."
Meng Yi immediately felt a surge of confidence, straightened her back, and glanced at the two people beside her.
"Nan Yu, since Dr. Ye has said that, you diagnose first."
Seeing Meng Yi’s rapid change, Nan Yu became suspicious.
She replied nonchalantly, "The order doesn’t really matter. I’m just afraid you won’t even have the chance to diagnose after me."
Meng Yi’s face turned green with anger, "What am I afraid of? You are not some Divine Doctor. I don’t believe you can diagnose every single problem in Dr. Ye’s body."
Ye Jin’s face showed impatience as he looked sharply at Nan Yu.
"Nan Yu, hurry up. There’s a line of people waiting behind you. You are not stalling on purpose so that Elder Li can have someone pull up my medical report and inform you, are you?"
Nan Yu took her pulse and sneered, "Such a simple illness doesn’t require your medical report."
In just two seconds, she said, "Do you have pain in your lower body? Especially in the past half a month, causing you to break out in a cold sweat so bad it even affects your urination?"
Ye Jin was stunned, her lips quivered, "How do you know?"
The next second, Nan Yu stated boldly, "Dr. Ye, you have mid-stage ovarian cancer."
Ye Jin’s eyes widened in shock, looking at Nan Yu, "You could diagnose that just through the pulse? Are you sure you haven’t seen my test report?"
Nan Yu once again pulled out a piece of paper and began to write, "Are you questioning my medical skills? Suspecting that I am cheating?"
Though Ye Jin didn’t speak, her eyes revealed her doubts about Nan Yu.
Nan Yu snorted coldly, "With so many people watching, if I cheated, would you consider me an idiot, or think of yourselves as idiots? Moreover, such a minor illness is far too simple for me."
She then passed the paper filled with her elegant handwriting to Ye Jin.
"This personal prescription is yours if you want it. If not, just throw it away."
Ye Jin looked at the prescription, pursed her lips tightly, and snatched it over.
"I want it!"
Then, looking back at Nan Yu, she said, "If it’s useless, I will come to hold you accountable."
Nan Yu, unconcerned, said, "Don’t worry, take it three times a day, and in one month, you will see results."