Cheng Changsheng has basically been designated as a disciple of the southern sect. Young genius doctors in the country are almost the objects of competition between the northern and southern sects. Even the ancient sect and the hidden sect are paying close attention to these genius doctors. Although Cheng Changsheng ranks tenth
, but he is also a genius doctor, how could the Southern School let him go?
Cheng Changsheng stepped forward with a smile on his face and confidence.
The content of his assessment was to heal a boy.
The boy was about seven or eight years old. At the moment, he was shivering all over, his face was very pale, his body was wrapped tightly, and there were some strange red spots on his hands, which looked like rashes.
Cheng Changsheng asked the boy to sit on a chair, looked at it briefly, then took out the silver needle and pricked it in needle by needle. At the same time, he crushed the medicine and applied it to the boy's body bit by bit.
Whether he was administering acupuncture or making medicine, Cheng Changsheng seemed to be fluent and his movements were particularly free and skillful. Just the look and feel was beyond the comparison of ordinary people.
The other candidates all looked in disbelief.
Is this the strength of a genius doctor?
Many older candidates were deeply moved.
I'm afraid they will never be able to achieve this kind of technology in their lifetime.
Everything went in an orderly manner.
Many people also find it boring. After all, it is too easy for someone like Cheng Changsheng to treat such a little kid.
But just as the ointment was being applied, the boy's body suddenly began to twitch rapidly, and his breathing began to become turbulent and even intermittent.
"Wow!"
There was an uproar at the scene.
The four examiners also looked at each other.
Yu Wenmo and Bi Xian secretly shook their heads.
"What...what's going on?" A group of Cheng family members in the audience were stunned.
"Isn't this little kid suffering from cold rash? How could this be?" Cheng Changsheng's calm look disappeared instantly, replaced by panic and shock.
"Chang Sheng, don't be confused. You still have a chance. You still have five minutes. Find out the disease quickly and prescribe the right medicine quickly!"
At this time, a middle-aged man in a suit in the audience stood up and shouted seriously.
This voice is particularly loud.
Many people turned their attention to it.
I thought that this person's sudden voice would arouse the dissatisfaction of the four examiners, but the four examiners did not say a word.
When Cheng Changsheng heard this, he glanced at the man, calmed down, and began to make a serious diagnosis.
He pinched a silver needle and pricked it on the child's chest. He gently kneaded the silver needle with his fingers for thirty seconds. Then he pulled it out, and saw that the silver needle was emitting an extremely strange light.
Cheng Changsheng was stunned.
"Is this...poisoning?" he cried out.
The scene was boiling again.
Poisoned?
That would be troublesome!
If we were to identify the poison in the child within ten minutes and prescribe the right medicine, it would definitely be in time. However, Cheng Changsheng misdiagnosed and wasted such a long time. Now he only has less than 4 minutes.
It takes 4 minutes to identify and detoxify the poison... Unless the four examiners are there, it is impossible to do it.
Cheng Chang was anxious for a while.
He hurriedly picked up the silver needle and pricked it hurriedly, wanting to know what kind of poison the child had been poisoned with?
"Little brat, what's wrong with you? Did you eat something?" Cheng Chang asked anxiously.
"I...I don't know...Doctor, I feel so uncomfortable..." the child trembled, obviously frightened by Cheng Changsheng's appearance.
"Don't you even know what you ate? You little brat!" Cheng Changsheng grabbed the child by the collar and growled angrily.
The situation seems to be a little out of control.
Many people looked surprised, probably because they didn't believe Cheng Changsheng's performance.
Liu Rushi over there shook her head repeatedly.
Nan Xing couldn't help but sneer.
Until then, a voice came out.
"Because this child was naughty, he imitated the alchemy on TV and secretly ground candles, pencils, and a large number of daily items into powder and drank it..."
A simple sentence came out, and the scene was in uproar again.
Everyone looked towards the source of the sound and realized that the person speaking... was actually Yu Wenmo.
"lead poisoning?"
Cheng Changsheng captured an important piece of information in an instant, and he calmed down.
But the child's symptoms showed that he was not just suffering from lead poisoning, but Yuwenmo had already revealed the extremely critical news. According to regulations, doctors were not allowed to ask the patient any questions during the assessment, but now Cheng Changsheng not only asked, but even Yuwen
Modu provided him with important information.
This is cheating!
This is a violation!
A blatant violation!
Many people are furious.
But...that's Yu Wenmo! Who dares to accuse him?
And Cheng Changsheng is no ordinary person, he is a genius doctor!
In fact, Yu Wenmo's behavior is easy to understand. Although Cheng Changsheng made mistakes, his strength is still there. If Cheng Changsheng fails the assessment, it means elimination, so Yu Wenmo would rather violate the rules than let Cheng go.
Changsheng.
After hearing Yu Wenmo's words, Cheng Changsheng realized that the previous anxiety completely disappeared without a trace, and he began to treat the patient unhurriedly.
He knew that he would never fail no matter what, because the Southern faction had already recognized him as one of their own...
Identifying poisons, dispensing medicine, detoxifying... He began to recover, and his movements became light and free.
Within a few minutes, the child's trembling body stopped, and his little face returned to its normal color.
Seeing this, Cheng Changsheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, when he looked at the time, he saw that it had exceeded ten seconds.
Cheng Changsheng looked at the four examiners nervously.
The rest of the people also looked towards the examiner.
In this case, according to the rules, Cheng Changsheng has been disqualified from the examination. However, judging from the attitudes of the four examiners, it seems that they do not intend to expel Cheng Changsheng. If it were anyone else, he would have been dismissed long ago, but several
However, the person diagnosed the child in a decent manner. After a while, Li Ziyun announced: "The candidate Cheng Changsheng passed the examination and is allowed to enter our southern sect!"
As soon as this was said, many people were disappointed, and some secretly gritted their teeth and felt unwilling to do so.
"Is this a privilege?" Someone asked angrily in a lowered voice.
"There is no way. Cheng Changsheng was born well and was rated as a genius doctor. His talent is indeed good. How could the Southern Sect let him go?"
"For people like them, the assessment is just a formality."
People said in detail.
Yu Wenmo and others frowned.
Cheng Changsheng didn't care, sneered and wanted to leave.
But at this moment, someone finally couldn't stand it anymore.
"Teacher Yuwen, teachers, why do you still think that Cheng Changsheng passed the exam when he clearly broke the rules?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the scene suddenly fell silent.
Everyone looked at the source of the sound, and it turned out to be a young man with fair skin and a delicate appearance.
The young man was a little thin, but his eyes were extremely firm, staring at Yu Wenmo and others for questioning.
It’s true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.
Everyone knows the reason, but there are still people who dare to stand up and question it?
Doesn’t this make the four examiners unable to step down?
Yuwen was silent, but Bi Xian's face darkened and he shouted coldly: "What's your name?"
"Hong Jiale!" the man said.
"Do you know where this place is?"
"I know, Southern Academy!"
"Since we know that this is the Southern School Academy, we should also know that this Medical King Conference is held by our Southern School. Whoever we think can pass will be able to pass, and whoever cannot pass will not be able to! If you treat us
If you have any objections to the ruling, you can choose to withdraw from this Medical King Conference!" Bi Xian said coldly.
"You..." Hong Jiale was furious: "This is so shameless! This is so unfair!"
"We are fair!" Bi Xian said coldly.
"you..."
Hong Jiale was emotional.
"This candidate, you have been disqualified from the exam, get out!" Jinding next to him said expressionlessly.
Hong Jiale was so angry that he gritted his teeth and glared at these people with hatred: "I, Hong Jiale, am not shy about such an unfair examination!"
After saying that, he turned around.
He glanced at the examinee seat and shouted: "Everyone, do you still want to continue to take part in this completely unfair assessment?"
Only this time, no one answered.
Many people lowered their heads and chose silence.
Hong Jiale laughed angrily, stopped talking, and turned to leave.
He didn't want to stay in a place like this for a moment.
However, at this moment, the door to the venue was suddenly pushed open.
Then a cold and domineering voice came out.
"The southern school has a bad style and poor medical skills. Why do you care about this medical school? Hong Jiale! I will accept you. Are you willing to be my student?"
