Although Feng Mimi was bare-faced and no longer as refined as when she went to the medical clinic last time, Ye Fan could still recognize her at a glance.
It's just that she no longer has that arrogance, and her face is more filled with fear, terror, and despair.
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly.
"This is the patient I found at People's Hospital."
Feng Kunlun took the microphone and introduced Feng Mimi's condition:
"A gun went off and grazed her waist, and then she became like this."
"You are the elites who have been selected from thousands of doctors. In other words, you are the top ten of the younger generation in Longdu."
"So use 100% of your strength and all your potential to come up with a treatment plan and show it to me."
"Longdu is under the emperor's feet. There are real hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Don't let me down, and don't embarrass Longdu Traditional Chinese Medicine."
"Now come up one by one. Each person will take five minutes to check their pulse. Then they will come up with a plan for review."
"I haven't read your information, and I don't know your capabilities, nor your background, so today you can only convince me with your strength."
"I can tell you that although I choose one out of ten according to the rules, if no one satisfies me, I don't mind letting Longdu eat zero eggs."
He explained the situation word for word, very clearly and decisively, but his tone was full of resentment.
Mr. Gong and the others smiled bitterly when they heard this and shook their heads unconsciously. Obviously this was a huge problem.
The whole place was quiet.
Then many people whispered, wondering what the outcome of today would be.
Guo Shiyu glanced at Ye Fan, with a hint of schadenfreude in his eyes.
She believed that Feng Kunlun's test questions would never be simple, and it would not be that easy to come up with a diagnosis and treatment plan.
Thinking that Ye Fan had lost the election, she felt happy.
"No more nonsense, let's get started."
Feng Kunlun waved his hand to signal the audience to be quiet, and the exam began.
The first candidate was a fat man with a round face. He bit his lip and went up to the high platform. Then he sat down next to Feng Mimi and stretched out his hand to feel her pulse.
When Feng Mimi was touched by him, his body shook even more violently, and his eyes became more panicked, as if he had seen some kind of demon.
But she couldn't scream.
The fat man with a round face was a top student who graduated from Longdu Medical University. He was originally very confident, but his expression changed two minutes after feeling his pulse.
This pulse is extremely strange, sometimes extremely fierce, sometimes absent, sometimes completely gone.
He is simply difficult to grasp.
The round-faced fat man bit his lip and tried to steady his mind. He persisted for a while, but he still couldn't detect the patient's symptoms.
The sweat on his forehead could be clearly seen flowing down.
He gave up feeling the pulse, stood up, observed carefully, and sniffed hard. He wanted to open his mouth to ask about the situation, but he didn't know who to ask, so he had to shut up in the end.
"Time's up, get out."
When ten minutes were up, Feng Kunlun's voice deepened: "Next."
The round-faced fat man was a little unwilling to give up and wanted to take another look, but was knocked over by Feng Kunlun.
The momentum is strong and sinking.
The fat man with a round face fell directly off the high platform. He was in great pain and wanted to protest, but was intimidated by Feng Kunlun's cold eyes.
He could only consider himself unlucky and walk back to his position.
The second one was a pretty girl whose use of medicine was highly praised by Mr. Gong and others. She went on stage to check her pulse, but her brows were also furrowed.
There is no doubt that she did not catch Feng Mimi's pulse.
She didn't give up. She looked around and asked about it. Then she took out a pen and paper in a hurry, wrote a prescription with difficulty, and handed it to Feng Kunlun and the others.
The staff quickly took a photo of the prescription and then uploaded it to the tablets of the seven assessment teachers.
Feng Kunlun didn't touch the computer. He just took the prescription and glanced at it. He tore it apart with a click, then crumpled it into a ball and threw it on the ground.
"That's bullshit."
“Can Anshen Xingnao Decoction solve the patient’s symptoms?”
"You think you are a genius, but you think we are old fools who haven't tried it before?"
"Ignorant and ignorant!"
He said impatiently: "Get out of here."
The pretty girl was humiliated by Feng Kunlun in this way. Her pretty face turned red, her eyes felt moist, and she lowered her head and came down from the high platform.
The patient's weirdness and Feng Kunlun's high pressure had a huge impact on the candidates.
The next candidates were more and more at risk. Many of them were sweating profusely before even taking a pulse, and even more so when they took a pulse.
They racked their brains to come up with a treatment plan, but Feng Kunlun killed them one by one and scolded them bloody.
Ye Fan frowned slightly.
He knew that Feng Kunlun was using the exam to brainstorm ideas for his daughter to treat his daughter's illness, but Ye Fan had no objection.
After all, Feng Mimi is indeed sick, and he is qualified to take the exam if he is sick.
It's just that Feng Kunlun's irritability in pouring out his anger on the candidates because of his love for his daughter made Ye Fan very disgusted.
"Nine people, nine provincial seed players, but the result is useless."
"Not only did you not come up with a diagnosis and treatment plan, you didn't even know what the patient's disease was. You really let me down."
"Hidden dragons and crouching tigers, I think they are all pigs."
Feng Kunlun's words were harsh and harsh: "Yes, what I said is that you are all trash."
The nine contestants were very angry and aggrieved when they heard this, but they did not dare to stand up and refute. In addition to being afraid of Feng Kunlun's identity, they also felt that they really could not cure him.
Gong Long opened his mouth to say something, but for the sake of overall harmony, he finally picked up the purified water and took a few sips.
"Snapped--"
Ye Fan stood up, picked up a box of silver needles belonging to the pretty girl, and went straight to Feng Mimi.
"You can only see trash in the eyes of trash!"
"Let me show you what Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger mean!"
Ye Fan pinched out a silver needle and sneered at Feng Kunlun.
The next second, he stabbed Feng Mimi.
"Six Paths to Conquer Demons".
"stop!"
Before Ye Fan stabbed Feng Mimi's body, Feng Kunlun rushed up, grabbed Ye Fan's hand and shouted:
"What are you going to do?"
Angry.
Ye Fan responded simply: "Treat her."
"Cure?"
Feng Kunlun threw away Ye Fan's hand, and his voice invisibly rose by two points:
"Are you out of your mind or deaf? Didn't you hear the rules I just announced?"
"If you have any countermeasures or plans, write them down and give them to us for discussion. Once they are approved by us, we will treat them."
"If you stab the patient with an acupuncture directly, what should you do if something goes wrong?"
"If you want to be successful in saving people, you should check carefully and then leave the patient's condition and treatment plan to me."
He looked at Ye Fan coldly: "I hate people like you who are trying to impress people the most. Get out of here before I am not angry and disqualify you."
"Her disease is a matter of nine needles."
Ye Fan spoke unceremoniously: "It's better for me to save it directly for you than to write some plan."
"The rules are the rules, and any treatment must be reviewed by us."
Feng Kunlun shouted: "We must be responsible for the patients."
"The acupuncture technique I want to use has been lost for a long time and is priceless. How could I possibly write it down and show it to you?"
Ye Fan looked at Feng Kunlun like an idiot: "If you go to other hospitals to save people, will you write down and publish your own stunts?"
"Besides, talking on paper is not as good as clinical treatment. I can guarantee that she can be cured with nine injections."
"If I can't cure her, I will eliminate her."
Many people present nodded, yes, no matter how much you talk and how powerful you are, it is better to just save people and see the truth.
And Ye Fan is so confident that nine needles can cure it, so why not give him a chance.
Mr. Gong couldn't help but said: "President Feng, let him give it a try. Ye Fan is reliable."
"Nonsense! If I say no, I just can't."
Feng Kunlun suddenly became angry:
"If you want to get treatment, you must write it down and show it to us, otherwise you will have to get away as far as you want."
