As he said this, Xinglin Bodhisattva's eyes fell on Master Miaoshou, "He is Master Miaoshou. He answered the questions on the first and seventh pavilions."
The people at the scene were quiet for several seconds, all looking at Mr. Miaoshou stupidly.
At this moment, Mr. Miaoshou was sitting on a chair, holding a white paper fan in his hand, looking very polite.
Someone immediately raised objections, "This is not right! Doesn't the rule say that one person can only answer one question? How could he answer two questions? This is a foul!"
"Yes! It's a foul! If everyone could answer more questions, I would have just answered one more question. After all, I am very confident about the other question!"
"When a blind cat encounters a dead mouse, I also want to use the question sea tactic! If we all answer a few questions, will you referees be happy?"
The scene suddenly became noisy.
Su Emei didn't even think about maintaining order.
She also knew in her heart that Xinglin Bodhisattva did it on purpose.
He is building momentum for his great-grandson.
Broken the rules?
Haha, isn’t it Xinglin Bodhisattva who has the final say in the rules?
Sure enough, Xinglin Bodhisattva coughed and explained calmly: "I just want to ask you, what is medicine?"
The people at the scene suddenly became quiet.
What is medicine?
These thousand people have a thousand understandings.
What kind of metaphysics are you talking to us here? Just let it go! For a while, because of everyone's dissatisfaction, the scene fell into a deadlock.
And the referee, who was originally highly respected in everyone's eyes, suddenly became less important.
"In my opinion, since it is a competition, the best will win! If someone can write two answers, and in our opinion, both are perfect answers, then he is qualified to be the question king of the two pavilions! I
I’m just asking you, if any of you is confident, write another pavilion answer and I’ll review it too!”
Xinglin Bodhisattva said loudly.
The commotion at the scene suddenly subsided.
Just now everyone was complaining.
If you really ask them to write another one, they will be intimidated.
After all, they don’t know a certain question, so they always choose the one they are most confident about.
If I write another one, I will feel even less confident.
Moreover, Xinglin Bodhisattva said this in front of everyone, who would dare to be stubborn and stand out again?
I'm afraid I don't want to get involved in medicine anymore.
But I didn't dare to go back. After all, this incident left a knot in everyone's heart.
Don't talk about martial ethics.
When Xinglin Bodhisattva saw that everyone was silent, he nodded with satisfaction and said: "In the opinion of our three judges, Mr. Miaoshou's ability is obviously a level higher than yours, so he occupies two pavilions and is the title king.
He is capable! Whoever has the ability, just challenge him.
Do you have any other opinions?”
No one at the scene dared to speak anymore.
The Nine Medical Sages also smiled and said: "Don't be discouraged, there are other five question kings.
still have a chance."
Everyone began to curse in their hearts.
Especially those who answered the first and seventh pavilions, they were even more angry.
I have a chance! Then, the Nine Medical Saints took the piece of paper and began to announce the other five question kings.
The one who was announced had a look of surprise on his face, as if he didn't even expect to be the top question winner.
It seems that all this depends not on strength and confidence, but on luck.
Those who are not called will be completely disqualified from the competition.
After the announcement was over, the Nine Sect Medical Saints looked at Mr. Miaoshou and praised with a smile: "Mr. Miaoshou, heroes have been born since ancient times. I just read your answer and I am very satisfied. Among them, the number one in the pavilion is
The solution coincides with my thinking.
The solution to the seventh pavilion was astounding to me, and I felt like I had found a new way to do it.
As expected of you, worthy of being the descendant of Xinglin Bodhisattva!"
The Nine Sect Medical Saints are very good at flattering their horses and smoothing their beards. This compliment not only praised Mr. Miaoshou for his achievements at a young age, but also greatly benefited Xinglin Bodhisattva.
It's just that the people at the scene are becoming more and more dissatisfied.
He was really saying all kinds of shameless things.
Mr. Miaoshou is already in his thirties, is he still a teenager?
Moreover, this is too exaggerated. Is there any answer that can amaze a person with the level of Taishan and Beidou?
Mr. Miaoshou nodded Shiranly, "Thank you for your compliments from the Nine Sects of Medical Saints. I still have a lot to learn from you."
"Ahem, can we apply for the judges to comment on the answer sheets of the top questions so that we can be convinced?"
Someone still boldly asked.
Everyone nodded, expressing the same idea.
Xinglin Bodhisattva smiled and signaled the nine medical sages to comment one by one.
The nine medical sages immediately announced the answers to the seven questions. Of course, they also announced the disease disasters corresponding to the pavilions.
After saying this, the people at the scene gradually changed from doubt to relief.
Although the three judges selected Mr. Miaoshou as the winner of the two questions, after hearing the explanation, they found Mr. Miaoshou to be even more skilled.
The previous opposition gradually subsided.
After all, we are all doctors, and we will always be convinced when we see better ways to treat patients.
After the Nine Sects Medical Saint finished speaking, he looked at Yishou Living Ghost, who had been silent and refused to sit down, "Yishui Living Ghost, don't you want to comment?"
As he spoke, he pushed the seven answer sheets in front of Yishou Living Ghost, specifically placing the two from Mr. Miaoshou at the front.
The meaning is obvious.
Let a hand of living ghosts also help Mr. Miaoshou build momentum.
However, Yishou Gui just glanced at it a few times and said calmly: "The prescription is indeed satisfactory, and it can be said that it is the right medicine, but..." At this point, the atmosphere at the scene stagnated.
"but what?"
Xinglin Bodhisattva felt a little uncomfortable and asked calmly.
The one-handed living ghost smiled and said: "However, Mr. Miaoshou's recipe is either paired with the magical silver needle method, or with the wonderful branch of fairy grass that is difficult to find in the world.
Although it can cure diseases, it is not very practical.
Let me ask, how many doctors in the world can use this method, or even afford it?"
The atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point! Master Miaoshou's face gradually became ugly.
Xinglin Bodhisattva forced himself to hold back his displeasure, and his tone became even colder, "One-handed living ghost, what we are discussing here today is how to prescribe the right medicine.
Since there is this method, it is enough.
Why bother clinging to the universality of healing methods?”
The Yishou living ghost was too lazy to complain in his heart, and said calmly: "Well, everything you said is right.
I totally agree."
Only then did Xinglin Bodhisattva let go of the living ghost.
But unexpectedly, the Nine Sect Medical Saints jumped out again, and said to Yishou Living Ghost with a smile on his face: "Yishui Living Ghost, I think you are not very satisfied with Master Miaoshou's answer.
Your best friend of the imperial family, the man named Lu Ye, was writing from the beginning to the end just now, very diligently. Then I would like to know whether what he writes is higher than that of Mr. Miaoshou.
How about giving it a try?"
"How about we give that boy a chance, give the imperial family a face, and help Lu Ye give some advice? What do you think?"