She's come clean; the fake heiress has a ton of aliases.

Chapter 123 Medical Skills Showdown (4)

Meng Yi's face darkened instantly.

"I hope your face won't be too swollen."

Nan Yu turned her head indifferently, sat down at a table, looked at everyone, and gave a faint smile. "Which teacher would like to go first?"

Li Chongbai stepped forward and said, "I'll go first!"

He walked up to Nan Yu and Meng Yi, placed his hands on the table, one hand facing each person.

"bring it on."

Just as Meng Yi was about to get on board, Nan Yu's voice suddenly came from beside her.

"Uncle Li, you're not suitable. Let's find someone else."

Li Chongbai looked at Nan Yu in confusion, "Why am I not suitable?"

Nan Yu smiled and explained, "Uncle Li, I took your pulse before and already know your physical condition. It would be unfair to Miss Meng to take your pulse again now."

Upon hearing this, Meng Yi immediately withdrew her hand, her eyes showing a hint of wariness.

"Dean Li, you wouldn't have told Nan Yu about your health condition beforehand, so that I would suffer a setback at the start, would you?"

Li Chongbai snorted and stood up, "I don't need to be so shameless!"

As soon as he got up, a tall, thin man in his forties with sharp eyes sat down in that seat.

The man's gaze toward Nan Yu was filled with disdain and contempt.

"Hehe, let me see your amateurish skills."

Nan Yu didn't move, her lips still curved into a smile, and said leisurely, "Let Miss Meng go first."

The man's disdain became even more pronounced, and he raised his voice, saying, "You dare not be the first to take my pulse? It seems you're truly incompetent. Could you be a fake doctor?"

The people behind them all burst into laughter.

Nan Yu remained calm and composed, showing no emotional change and offering no explanation.

The man snorted coldly, then looked at Meng Yi sitting next to Nan Yu, his face instantly breaking into a friendly smile, like an elder caring for a younger generation. "Meng Yi, you try. There's no rush, you can take your time taking her pulse."

Meng Yi smiled shyly and placed her slender, slightly chubby fingers on his wrist.

"Dr. Wang, I'll give it a try."

In an instant, the entire hall fell silent, and everyone looked at Meng Yi.

Meng Yi felt countless intense gazes, and a lot of pressure on her shoulders, but even more so, she was excited.

If she can successfully diagnose the pulse today and defeat Nan Yu, her talent and strength will be recognized, and it will be only natural that she will be taken in as a disciple by the Ghost Doctor!
Filled with excitement, Meng Yi held her breath and began to concentrate on taking the pulse.

Twenty minutes later, Meng Yi finally moved and slowly withdrew her hand.

She looked at Dr. Wang in front of her and put on a simple, ingratiating smile.

"Dr. Wang, you are in good health and have no discomfort. It's just that you smoke and drink too much. You need to quit smoking and drinking."

When Dr. Wang heard her say that, he immediately said loudly, "Meng Yi, your pulse diagnosis is absolutely correct, not a single word is wrong! At such a young age, you were able to diagnose that I smoke and drink frequently; your medical talent is truly remarkable!"

Upon hearing this, Meng Yi blushed and her ears turned hot.

"Dr. Wang, I'm just following the pulse diagnosis method taught in school, but I still need to learn more."

After saying that, a hint of guilt flashed in his eyes when no one was watching.

Nan Yu, standing to the side, let out a cold laugh.

"Miss Meng, I remember that the medical school at University A is very prestigious. You've been treating patients for so long, how come you can't even diagnose kidney deficiency?"

Upon hearing this, Meng Yi's smile froze instantly. She mechanically turned to look at Nan Yu, her eyes filled with displeasure.

"Nan Yu, what nonsense are you talking about? Dr. Wang is full of energy, how could he have kidney deficiency? You're spreading rumors!"

Nan Yu sneered, "His tongue coating has started to turn black, which is a clear symptom of kidney deficiency."

"You can't even tell something by taking someone's pulse? Are you really from A University's medical school? Or are all the medical students at A University like you incompetent fools?"

(End of this chapter)