"World Medical Competition?"

Seeing the boss's mysterious appearance, Wang Lin suddenly became interested.

Even Hong Ying on the side couldn't help but said, "It is said that the World Medical Skills Competition takes place every ten years."

"So far, it has been held seven times."

"However, the Chinese medicine practitioners in Xia Guo did not even win a championship, and the best result was only the runner-up."

"Master, if you go, you will definitely win the championship. Then, you will be the pride of the entire Xia Kingdom!"

Hong Ying's words made Wang Lin think deeply.

With his character, he would not participate in the competition.

But when I heard that Chinese medicine had never won a championship, I was immediately unconvinced!

How can Chinese medicine, which has been passed down for thousands of years, be inferior to medical skills that are only a few hundred years old?

"This beautiful woman is right. Although Chinese medicine has a long tradition, only very few have real knowledge of it."

The boss said helplessly, "And those people are all elderly, middle-aged and elderly people."

"But there are rules in the medical competition, and the contestants must not be over thirty-five years old."

"This is the reason why Chinese medicine has repeatedly failed."

"And I see that Brother Wang has such medical skills at such a young age. If he participates in the competition, he will definitely win the championship!"

"When the time comes, I can vent my anger on behalf of the Chinese doctors!"

The boss is right, the medical skills of Chinese medicine generally take time to accumulate.

Those who rely on machine inspection will naturally be at a disadvantage.

Wang Lin can imagine the pressure that Chinese medicine has endured over the years.

I'm afraid this is also the reason why Hua gradually disappeared!

After receiving the inheritance, he vowed to make Chinese medicine more effective, so he would definitely participate in a world medical competition!

And it’s also a great publicity opportunity!

If you get a champion with great medical skills, the benefits will be huge!

"What the boss said is true, but I don't know how to sign up for this medical competition?" Wang Lin asked.

"If you sign up, I can help Brother Wang register, but Brother Wang still needs to participate in the knockout round."

The boss said with a little embarrassment, "This knockout competition is held internally by Huayi to select the contestants."

"Avoid nonsense)"

"Then please ask the boss to sign up for me." Wang said.

"Haha, okay, that's it, it's settled. The elimination will take place in a week. It will last for one week, and fifty people will be selected from all over the country."

"Then the fifty people went through the knockout round again at the headquarters of the Chinese Medical Association in the Imperial Capital, and finally five people were selected."

"These five people will go to the World Medical Arts Competition."

After determining the relevant rules, Wang Lin filled out an entry form.

Only then did he know that the boss was actually Li Rong, the vice president of the Imperial Chinese Medical Association.

Although the headquarters of the Chinese Medical Association is also located in the Imperial Capital, there is still a branch in the Imperial Capital, which is similar to the branches in other regions.

As the vice-president, Li Rong's medical skills naturally do not need to be questioned. They are definitely among the best in Xia Kingdom.

"Brother Wang, it's settled, I'll come to you later." Li Rong said with a chuckle.

There is actually another reason why Wang Lin is chosen. For those who place in the world medical competition, the recommender will receive generous rewards.

He did not say this to Wang Lin.

Even if he said it, Wang Lin wouldn't care. Now Wang Lin doesn't look down on those ordinary things at all.

"It's a deal! Wang Lin said calmly.
Chapter completed!