"Excuse me, this is the apple of Mr. Su's eye. His talent in medicine is extremely high. You are just a toad who wants to eat swan meat."
As soon as the girl appeared, she immediately caused a sensation on the scene, and the students looked at the girl with bright eyes.
"Junior sister, your seat is here. Here is your admission ticket. Oh, and here is a bottle of six walnuts, which is good for your brain. Drinking some will not affect your normal performance..."
A man in his twenties was diligently behind Su Ziye, carrying a lot of things in his hand, including fruits and brain-boosting products.
"I won't need these, it's just for exams, take them out." Zhu Ziye sat down on his seat and said calmly.
"Okay, I'm just concerned about my junior sister. With my junior sister's intelligence, it's not a piece of cake to get the Chinese medicine qualification certificate. I'll go out first and wait for the good news from my junior sister." The man said with a smile on his face.
"Senior Brother Lu, go out, it's time for the exam." Su Ziye frowned.
"Okay, okay, junior sister, I'll wait for you outside." The man surnamed Lu walked out quickly.
"Senior Sister Su, hello. I am from the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Please take good care of me in the future."
"There's me, there's me, I'm also from the Eighth Clinic..."
Except for Lin Yu, most of the students came up to greet Su Ziye attentively, and Su Ziye nodded with a smile.
"What's there to show off? Isn't it just a prettier face?" A female student taking the exam behind Lin Yu said angrily.
Lin Yu smiled. Sometimes women are very jealous. The woman behind him was far inferior to Su Ziye in terms of temperament and appearance. When she first came in, many boys approached her to strike up a conversation. Now they all go to Su Ziye.
The cotyledons are gone.
"Hello, Wu Feng from Wuyou Hall, Mr. Wu is my grandfather." A boy stood up and walked to Su Ziye and said.
"Wu Feng, is that Wu Feng who is very good at Chinese medicine?"
"It should be him, the grandson of Elder Wu of Wuyou Hall. I heard that he has obtained Elder Wu's true biography."
"Well, it is said that there are only five places for practicing certificates in today's exam, and these two people occupy two. We are a little bit hung up."
"Isn't that right... Hey, I have to wait until I take the make-up exam, so I have to get my assistant certificate first."
"Jiu Yang." Su Ziye just nodded and did not reach out to shake hands with him.
This made Wu Feng a little embarrassed. Fortunately, the examiner entered the scene at this time, so he was not embarrassed any more.
There are five examiners for today's exam, including Wang Lianzhi from the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Jiang Yue from Jiangnan Baojian Hospital, Liang Changsheng, an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor from the First People's Hospital, and Li Chu from Kangpingtang. The other one is an acquaintance of Lin Yu.
Gu Zhengye.
After casually glancing at Lin Yu, Gu Zhengye's face immediately darkened. He snorted coldly and sat down with a sneer on his face.
These are also well-known figures in the traditional Chinese medicine community in Jiangnan, especially Jiang Yue from Baojian Hospital. He even stayed at Zhongnanhai Baojian Hospital in the capital in the early years. He set the questions for this exam.
The first written examination has begun. Since it is an examination, the basic theory of traditional Chinese medicine is essential. The content considered is some common knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, and basic things such as soup songs are clearly listed.
The written test was not difficult at all for Lin Yu, even though the explanations in the questions were somewhat different from his knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine.
It's just that a large number of students were stumped by this convoluted question, and they all scratched their heads. These people couldn't tell at first glance that they had poor ancient skills.
The questions Jiang Yue asked this time were different from those in the past. In his words, Chinese medicine is traditionalism, and the test is your traditionalism. If you can't even accept these, how can you learn advanced medical skills?
An hour later, the papers began to be handed in. Several examiners personally marked the papers. Their marking speed was very fast. They could basically tell who passed and who failed at a glance.
"Student No. 13, Student No. 18, and Student No. 30 can go out." Jiang Yue looked at the results in his hands.
A few students stood up with faces as ugly as pig liver. They didn't pass the first written test. They were so embarrassed.
"Why? I basically answered all the questions." A student said unconvinced: "I am from the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and my knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine is quite solid. Why was I eliminated in the first round?"
"You are student No. 18? You can't even write a poem about soup soup, but you dare to say that you have a solid knowledge of Chinese medicine? Another student, No. 30, can't even understand the basic medicinal properties of raw materials, so how dare you take the Chinese medicine exam?" Jiang Yue
He glanced at the test paper and said.
These students were stunned, and then their faces turned red and they stopped talking.
"Please, who still learns these basic knowledge now? Western medicine is now in power, okay?" the student from the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine said angrily.
"Then why did you come to take the Chinese medicine exam? You came to take the Chinese medicine exam to quickly get a medical qualification certificate, and then you can use your knowledge of Western medicine to practice medicine, right?" Su Ziye said suddenly.
"I..." The student was embarrassed.
"TCM is Chinese medicine, and what is tested is the knowledge of TCM. A real doctor is responsible for the patient. If you want to take a shortcut, I'm sorry this road won't work. To be honest, I despise people like you the most."
"Yes, Chinese medicine is Chinese medicine. This is just a shortcut. So, go ahead. You will be blacklisted by the Chinese Medicine Association and will not be eligible to take the Chinese medicine exam in the future." Jiang Yue shot the guy directly.
"I……"
"Get out, where's the security guard?" Liang Changsheng called.
The candidate knew that his arms could not twist his thighs, so he had to retreat silently, and then left bitterly.
"Who is No. 16?" Mr. Li said, turning over the test paper.
"It's me." Lin Yu stood up and said.
"Are you from the Eighth Clinic?" Mr. Li said.
"Yes, I am from the Eighth Clinic." Lin Yu replied.
"Haha, not bad, Mr. Yang has taken on a good apprentice, come on." Mr. Li smiled.
He was very satisfied with Lin Yu's answer. Not to mention anything else, Lin Yu's handwriting alone was outstanding. Although he used an ordinary pen, it could be seen from the sharpness of his pen that his calligraphy was quite good. As a
An old Chinese medicine practitioner, he believes that the most basic thing for a Chinese medicine practitioner is that your handwriting must be beautiful.
Several people looked at Lin Yu's test paper one by one, and they all nodded in praise. Lin Yu's answers were very well written, especially the handwriting that was the most beautiful. Except for Gu Zhengye's disdain, few others looked at it.
All the examiners had a good impression of Lin Yu.
Su Ziye glanced at Lin Yu, looking a little surprised.
Wu Feng also glanced at Lin Yu, and he snorted coldly.