Ye Jin picked up the prescription, stood up immediately, and said in a rush, "I’m going back to try it now."
Meng Yi saw Ye Jin about to leave and hurriedly spoke up, "Dr. Ye, I haven’t diagnosed you yet..."
Before she could finish, Ye Jin coldly interrupted her, "No need, Miss Nan has already revealed my illness, and your diagnosis would just confirm that I have cancer. Why do I need your diagnosis?"
"Besides, I need to hurry back to treat my illness; you all continue your bet at your leisure."
After speaking, she left the banquet hall and completely disappeared from everyone’s sight.
Meng Yi’s face showed an angry expression as she felt extremely indignant inside.
She looked at Nan Yu and said directly, "Next, I’ll go first!"
Nan Yu responded indifferently, "Whatever you like."
Song Yingqing, who had been watching from the side, couldn’t help but speak, "Meng Yi, you’ve already lost twice, do you still want to continue? Are you sure you don’t want someone else to take over?"
Meng Yi glared fiercely at Song Yingqing, "I won’t lose a third time!"
Song Yingqing looked at her sarcastically and then said to Nan Yu, "Xiao Yu, don’t go easy on her the third time; make her lose convincingly."
Nan Yu softly replied, "Hmm."
Meng Yi straightened her body, displaying an honest smile, "Respected seniors, who would like to come forward?"
Soon, a white-haired old man with a walking cane came forward and sat down in front of them.
"This old man also wants to join in the fun."
After speaking, he placed his hand in front of Meng Yi.
Meng Yi looked at the elderly man in front of her, surprised and honored, "President Qi, your health has always been robust, let me diagnose..."
The person was none other than the President of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, Qi Fenghao, whose health status was always a secret and not to be casually disclosed.
Qi Fenghao smiled warmly, "Don’t worry, I’m already one foot in the grave; what is there to be afraid of? Just confidently diagnose."
Meng Yi no longer hesitated, "Then I will respectfully do as commanded. If anything is incorrect, I hope President Qi won’t mind."
Qi Fenghao smiled kindly, "Good."
Meng Yi placed her hand on his, immediately closed her eyes, and felt his pulse.
More importantly, she listened to the voice in the earpiece.
Meanwhile, Nan Qingqing also took two steps back into a corner, making sure no one noticed her, and then she took out her phone to check the medical report Nan Luzhi had found.
She then found Qi Fenghao’s medical report and scrolled to the final summary of his health condition.
She read it word by word to Meng Yi, allowing her to memorize it.
Five minutes later.
Meng Yi recited the diseases she had memorized one by one.
"President Qi, you have high blood pressure, high blood sugar, heavy breathing, and there are also issues with your lungs..."
She listed more than a dozen basic illnesses in one breath.
Qi Fenghao maintained his smile throughout and praised her, "Correct, what you said is all correct. You young doctors are getting more impressive by the day; the future is promising."
Meng Yi smiled shyly, "President Qi, your conditions are not complicated. You just need to pay attention to your diet, maintain exercise, and control your ’three highs.’ You will surely live a long and healthy life."
Qi Fenghao smiled but did not respond.
He then looked towards Nan Yu and extended his hand to her, "Your turn to try."
From the corner of her eye, Meng Yi caught a glimpse of Nan Yu, a hint of triumph flashing in her eyes.
She had recited all the illnesses from Qi Fenghao’s medical report perfectly; Nan Yu was bound to lose this time!
Nan Yu placed her hand on Qi Fenghao’s pulse and said with focus, "The illnesses are indeed those basic ones that Meng Yi mentioned, but the most lethal aren’t those."
Qi Fenghao, hearing this, was surprised, "What else did you diagnose?"
Nan Yu did not answer but instead pulled out a piece of paper and wrote full of words.
She handed it over to Qi Fenghao, "Three times a day, effective in two months."
Qi Fenghao looked down at the prescription, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a shocked expression.
Nan Yu spoke calmly, "President Qi, I think you wouldn’t want others to know about your illness, so I won’t speak of it. Just take the prescription and medicate on time, take care of your health."
The next second, tears slid down Qi Fenghao’s face as he stuffed the prescription into his chest pocket and nodded vigorously.
"Dr. Nan, thank you for saving my life."