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The 500th kind...

When Nie Xueliang read this, he suddenly stopped and his face was very serious.

The audience in the audience were all nervous.

"Did Dr. Ye make a mistake?"

"It would be a shame if Dr. Ye made a mistake with the last medicinal ingredient."

"If he makes a mistake, Dr. Ye will most likely lose the competition."

"I hope Dr. Ye can win."

Countless viewers prayed in their hearts.

Nie Xueliang said: "The 500th medicinal material on the list of medicinal materials is Polygonatum japonica, and the answer written by Ye Qiu is..."

Speaking of which.

Nie Xueliang stopped again.

Please tell me what it is, and stop being so pretentious.

The audience's hearts were in their throats.

Nie Xueliang glanced at the audience and said loudly: "Ye Qiu's answer is also Huang Jing."

"Congratulations Ye Qiu."

"He won this one!"

Ye Qiu made no mistakes in fifty-five minutes, which meant that even though Li Chunfeng was right, his speed was five minutes slower than Ye Qiu's and he still lost the competition.

Ouch ouch——

The audience burst into cheers, and their faces were flushed with excitement.

"We win, Dr. Ye wins!"

“Dr. Ye is so awesome!”

"Congratulations to Dr. Ye, you are one step closer to becoming a medical saint!"

Li Chunfeng lost the competition, and he didn't show any disappointment on his face. Instead, he stepped forward, held Ye Qiu's hand, and said with a smile: "Ye Qiu, congratulations."

"Mr. Li, I accept the offer," Ye Qiu said modestly.

"Next you have to compete with Xu Liu." Li Chunfeng reminded: "Among the four of us, Xu Liu has the best medical skills. You have to be careful."

"Yeah." Ye Qiu nodded.

Xu Liudao: "Ye Qiu, let's start too."

"This is a test of the patient."

"Win two out of three games, treat the simple ones first."

"Please ask the staff to bring the patient up."

After Xu Liu finished speaking, the staff came to the stage with two patients.

"Both patients have a high fever of 39 degrees. What we have to do is to reduce their fever."

"It's a piece of cake for you and me to treat fever. Let's compare who can cure it faster."

"May I?"

Ye Qiu nodded, made an invitation gesture, and said, "Senior Xu, you come first."

Xu Liu was not polite, walked up to a patient, put his palm on the patient's head, muttered twice in his mouth, and said: "Okay."

What?

Will it be ready in less than three seconds?

Are you kidding!

The audience didn't believe it.

The staff immediately took the patient's temperature, which was 36 degrees Celsius.

"I wiped it, is it really better?"

“It’s incredible!”

"Even top-notch Western medicine doctors can't possibly reduce a patient's fever in such a short time, right?"

"How on earth did he do it?"

"Why does it feel like he didn't do anything?"

The audience was puzzled.

But Ye Qiu saw the clues and said: "Senior Xu is so clever and he actually mastered Zhu Youshu. I admire him."

Zhu Youshu is a very ancient witchcraft, which was later used by alchemists to treat illnesses and save people, and later evolved into Taoist medicine.

To put it simply, it is to use spells or secret techniques to cure diseases and save people.

Very mysterious.

Xu Liu was a little surprised and asked Ye Qiu: "Do you know Zhu Youshu?"

"Not only do I know, I can also." After Ye Qiu finished speaking, he came to another patient, pointed a finger at the patient's eyebrows, and whispered a spell in his mouth.

Three seconds later.

Ye Qiu said: "Okay."

The staff immediately measured the patient's temperature. It was 36 degrees Celsius and the fever was gone.

The first game, a draw.

"Holy crap, is this medical skill?"

"Why do you feel like they are using magic?"

"The treatment speed is too fast!"

"From what they said, it seems to be called Zhu Youshu. What is Zhu Youshu?"

"Quick, search on Baidu."

While a group of spectators were searching for what Zhu Youshu was, Ye Qiu and Xu Liu had already started their second competition.

The second session is still about treating patients.

Both patients are blind.

"This time, heal their eyes and let them see the light again."

"Ye Qiu, you come first."

Xu Liu warned: "Remember, you must go all out, otherwise you will lose."

"Okay." Ye Qiu responded and started the treatment.

This time, he used the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate.

Ten minutes later, Ye Qiu ended the treatment and the patient's eyes were cured.

Xu Liu started treatment.

This time, Xu Liu still used Zhu Youshu. He took out a piece of yellow paper, drew something on the yellow paper with his hand, and then lit the yellow paper on fire.

After the yellow paper burned, a spell appeared on the ashes.

Xu Liu sprinkled the ashes in a bowl of water, asked the patient to take it in public, and then waited quietly.

Fifteen minutes later, the patient's eyes were healed.

Although Xu Liu lost this game, it shocked the whole audience.

"Is Xu Liu still using Zhu Youshu?"

"Amazing!"

“I didn’t expect Chinese medicine to be so amazing!”

Ye Qiu also discovered that Xu Liu was very accomplished in Zhu Youshu.

Could it be that he has lived in seclusion in Laoshan for ten years and has been studying Zhu Youshu?

Just as Ye Qiu thought of this, he heard Xu Liu say: "Years ago, I met a master by chance, and it was this master who taught me Zhu Youshu."

"I have lived in seclusion in Laoshan for these years, not caring about worldly affairs, just to study Zhu Youshu."

"I didn't expect that I would still be defeated at your hands."

Ye Qiu said: "Senior has not lost, the third game has not started yet."

Xu Liu waved his hand, and the staff led a patient to the stage.

Everyone was a little confused when they saw there was only one patient.

"Isn't it a trial to treat patients? Why is there only one patient?"

Ye Qiu also felt strange.

Xu Liu said: "I only found one patient in the third session."

"I will not participate in the treatment this time. Ye Qiu will do the treatment."

"To be honest, I can't cure this patient's disease."

"Ye Qiu, if you cure him, then I will lose this game."

Ye Qiu was a little shocked.

Xu Liu's Zhu Youshu was so good that even he couldn't cure it. So what kind of disease did this patient suffer from?

Could it be...

cancer?

Ye Qiu asked: "Senior, I wonder what disease this patient is suffering from?"

Xu Liu said: "Your medical skills are so good, can't you tell by taking his pulse?"

Ye Qiu walked up to the patient, then grabbed the patient's pulse and checked it.

For a moment, he raised his eyebrows.

Ye Qiu continued to check the patient's pulse, and gradually his expression became serious.

after awhile.

Zhang Jiuling asked: "Xiaoye, what disease does this patient suffer from?"

Ye Qiu took the patient's pulse and said, "It's tuberculosis."

tuberculosis?

Zhang Jiuling and Li Chunfeng were puzzled. If it was just tuberculosis, it could be cured by Xu Liu's method, but how could Xu Liu say it couldn't be cured?

Is there any hidden secret in it?

At this moment, Ye Qiu spit out two more words: "Late stage!"

[The author has something to say]

I want to finish writing this plot tonight.

But I don’t know if it’s still under review after it’s too late. If you can’t see it tonight, just watch it during the day.

There have been many brothers who have given rewards recently, and I would like to bow to you here.


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