Zombie Bodyguard
Chapter 822 - 819: A Draw?

Chapter 822: Chapter 819: A Draw?

"Mr. Miao, you haven’t diagnosed the case yet, so you can’t confirm that Lin Tian’s result is accurate," Lai Xiucheng also saw the words on the paper but deliberately reminded.

Dean Miao did not look at him but turned to Qi Jing, "Is it Qi Jing? Please sit on the stool, and I’ll diagnose you by checking your pulse."

Once Qi Jing sat down, Dean Miao placed his fingers on Qi Jing’s wrist pulse, and after a moment, he signaled that it was done.

"Mr. Miao, what do you think? Lin Tian’s diagnosis is correct, right?" Xiao Manxuan asked somewhat anxiously.

Although she trusted Lin Tian, the referee now was Dean Miao; only the referee’s acknowledgment would count.

Dean Miao didn’t hesitate and directly said, "Lin Tian’s diagnosis is indeed correct."

"Correct? He didn’t even check the pulse, didn’t even diagnose, and got the diagnosis result. I don’t see where the persuasiveness is!" Lai Xiucheng questioned, implying that Lin Tian’s diagnosis was just a guess.

Upon hearing Lai Xiucheng doubt the respected dean, the surrounding doctors were instantly infuriated and wanted to rebuke Lai Xiucheng, but Dean Miao raised his hand to stop them.

Having lived for so many years, Dean Miao had seen many storms and would not get angry over a few questionable remarks.

He calmly stated, "Doctor Lai, I don’t know what mentality leads you to doubt Lin Tian’s diagnosis - that’s not important. What’s important is that by saying Lin Tian did not diagnose, it only indicates your lack of vision."

Though Dean Miao’s words weren’t very harsh, being publicly criticized still made Doctor Lai somewhat embarrassed.

Seeing his confused expression, Dean Miao shook his head slightly and said, "I can tell you, Lin Tian performed no less than four diagnostic steps within that short period."

Four steps? Not only Lai Xiucheng was surprised; many people were puzzled, unable to see how Lin Tian could have performed a diagnosis just by twirling with a pretty lady, looking more like they were dancing. Though they were visually appealing, it truly didn’t resemble a diagnosis. This was the thought of many students.

Seeing the group of inquisitive learners, Dean Miao smiled and explained, "The first step, when Lin Tian held Qi Jing’s hand, you saw only the surface, thinking it was merely a handshake. But while shaking hands, Lin Tian used his fingers to feel Qi Jing’s palm, which you didn’t notice."

"What was he doing feeling the palm?" Xiao Manxuan asked curiously; she indeed didn’t notice, only seeing Lin Tian taking advantage of a girl.

Dean Miao glanced at Xiao Manxuan kindly and said, "Young lady, as a woman, you should know best about this illness. Young women with this illness are generally yang deficiency with internal coldness, leading to blood stasis and resulting in cold extremities."

"Which means, even in hot weather, palms are still cold. Earlier, Lin Tian determined the illness by touching the palm," Dean Miao explained.

"I see, I thought he was taking advantage," Xiao Manxuan understood, muttering softly.

After Dean Miao’s explanation, others understood too, realizing that apparently simple actions hid such profound logic, and the students’ gaze at Lin Tian was one of greater admiration.

"A handshake can be explained, but how do you explain touching the waist?" Xiao Manxuan blinked and asked again.

"Haha, the young lady really is eager to learn," Dean Miao laughed heartily, embarrassing the little girl; she wasn’t eager to learn, she simply wanted to know if Lin Tian took advantage of the girl.

Dean Miao continued, "That was Brother Lin’s second step. Yang deficiency with internal coldness often accompanies lower back and leg soreness, or even aching and tension. The waist muscles’ soreness can cause varying degrees of spasms. Lin Tian could clearly sense the reaction of waist muscles through pressing."

"So, young lady, do you understand now?" Dean Miao smiled.

Xiao Manxuan nodded confidently, now totally convinced of Lin Tian’s innocence, realizing she had wrongly accused him. The young girl glanced at Lin Tian, her cheeks a bit flushed.

"Then why was the abdomen pressed?" Guo Heng asked somewhat disgruntledly, partly out of jealousy since he wished it was him pressing, but also because the more Dean Miao praised Lin Tian’s skills, the more he felt uncomfortable, wondering why Lin Tian hogged all the spotlight.

Unaware of Guo Heng’s thoughts, Dean Miao continued explaining, "Pressing the abdomen and lower abdomen helps to differentiate the cause and can pinpoint the lesion. If the lower abdomen is painful and cold, combined with symptoms from the previous two steps, it can be determined as yang deficiency with internal cold type."

He referred to yang deficiency with internal cold type dysmenorrhea, as there are also liver-kidney deficiency type and qi-blood deficiency type.

"The fourth step is inquiry. Lin Tian didn’t ask much, partly to be considerate of the woman’s feelings, and also due to privacy concerns. But with just a few words, he figured out the condition, which is Lin Tian’s skillful approach."

"Brother Lin, are the four steps I analyzed correct?" Dean Miao looked at Lin Tian, smiling as he asked.

After listening to Dean Miao’s analysis, Lin Tian was thoroughly impressed; his earlier diagnosis had been quite discreet, yet it was still discerned by Dean Miao, proving his worth as a revered authority in the medical field with unmatched insight and experience.

Lin Tian had no choice but to admit, "Mr. Miao, I truly admire you; no action can escape your keen eyes, you are one of the scholars I most respect."

"Haha, just don’t treat me like a brick, that’s all," Dean Miao laughed heartily.

Lin Tian’s words were equivalent to admitting that he indeed employed four diagnostic steps, which most people hadn’t perceived. Thunderous applause erupted spontaneously, with students expressing their admiration for Lin Tian with their loudest applause.

"Brother Tian, you’re the best!" the boys exclaimed excitedly.

"Senior Lin Tian, with diagnosis skills like these, you’ve won!" the girls shouted enthusiastically.

The girls’ words made Sun Decai and his group’s faces darken; in terms of diagnostic prowess, Lai Xiucheng indeed fell short, the most embarrassing part being he couldn’t even recognize them, thus dishonoring the profession.

"Mr. Miao, though both our diagnoses were correct, what do you say? You can’t possibly declare Lin Tian the winner just because his diagnostic skills were more advanced, right? That wasn’t the rule we initially set; this round of competition at most counts as a draw," Lai Xiucheng said anxiously.

Dean Miao nodded and said, "Hmm, you are right. According to the originally set rules, if both diagnoses are correct, it indeed counts as a draw."

Sun Decai and his party breathed a sigh of relief; though they hadn’t won, a draw wasn’t too embarrassing either.

But before they could rejoice, Dean Miao added a twist, "However..."

"However, what?" Lai Xiucheng suddenly recalled Dean Miao’s prior mention of "however," an ominous feeling crept over him.

"Doctor Lai, have you forgotten? We have another rule." Lin Tian answered his question.