When I walked closer, I realized that Ye Zhiqiu was also there.
"Teacher Ye, why are you here?" Professor Lin asked in surprise.
The two were colleagues at Jiangnan Medical College. Although Professor Lin was older, he never showed off in front of Ye Zhiqiu.
Firstly, Ye Zhiqiu's medical skills were so superb that even Professor Lin, an academic, had to be convinced.
Secondly, Ye Zhiqiu was very cold, and Professor Lin couldn't show off his profile.
"I will organize the traditional Chinese medicine competition." Ye Zhiqiu said calmly.
"Oh." Professor Lin suddenly realized.
He just didn't remember that Ye Zhiqiu was Mr. Ye's granddaughter and a member of the Municipal Traditional Chinese Medicine Association.
It's not surprising that she appears here.
Just being next to Wu Yong, he seemed to be very familiar with Wu Yong, which made him a little confused.
"Teacher Ye, do you know them?" Professor Lin pointed at Wu Yong and others and asked.
"They were all my students before." Ye Zhiqiu said.
"Oh, that's it. These students are really careless. I asked them not to run around, but they just didn't listen. I don't know why they still got in here. I will kick them out now to avoid destroying them later.
The order of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Competition." Professor Lin said with a look of disgust.
Zhou Peng and others were speechless for a while.
I really don’t know what Professor Lin is thinking.
They finally got in, but they even had to drive them out.
Several people looked at Wu Yong for help.
Wu Yong said nothing and looked directly at Ye Zhiqiu.
Ye Zhiqiu understood the idea, stopped Professor Lin and said: "Professor Lin, they were invited by me on behalf of the Municipal Traditional Chinese Medicine Association."
She deliberately emphasized the word "invitation".
Professor Lin was stunned after hearing this.
invite?
The Municipal Traditional Chinese Medicine Association invites them?
"Teacher Ye, are you kidding?"
"Do you think I'm joking? Professor Lin, I have something important to tell Wu Yong. Time is tight, so don't make things worse."
"Ah, I'm causing trouble!"
Professor Lin was extremely depressed. He was obviously thinking about the Traditional Chinese Medicine Competition, so why did he cause trouble?
He wanted to have a good chat with Ye Zhiqiu.
But Ye Zhiqiu had no intention of continuing to talk to him, and said directly to Wu Yong: "I will quickly introduce you to the competition system of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Competition, so you have a good idea."
Wu Yong nodded and said, "Okay."
The two simply ignored Professor Lin who was fuming.
Communicate as if there is no one.
"The Traditional Chinese Medicine Competition is divided into three rounds. The full score in each round is 100 points. According to the differences in the performance of the contestants, the judging panel will give corresponding scores."
"The first round of the competition is a clinical diagnosis competition. The organizing committee selected more than 20 patients with difficult and complicated diseases and compiled numbers. Before the start of the competition, the numbers drawn by the referee will determine the participating patients. Each contestant
The patient's pulse is diagnosed in turn and a question can be asked. Then the diagnosis result is written on paper and a treatment plan is prescribed for the patient. Finally, the referee scores the contestants. The top 30 scores can advance to the second round."
"The second round of the competition is more clinical than clinical diagnosis. But the rules are different from the first round. There are a total of fifty patients this time, and the time limit is three minutes. Participants can use a combination of traditional Chinese medicine diagnostic methods such as viewing, smelling, questioning, and cutting. Three
After the minutes are over, write down the diagnosis results on paper in turn. According to the number of correctly diagnosed patients, the referee will give corresponding scores. The top ten will advance to the third round."
"The third round of the competition is a competition of acupuncture. The organizing committee has also prepared multiple sets of plans and temporarily selected one as the content of the competition. The order of the contestants will be determined based on the sum of the scores in the first two rounds. The one with the highest score will play last, and so on.
By analogy, the contestants are in a closed space and cannot know the questions in advance, nor can they see the performance of other contestants. After all contestants have completed their presentations in turn, the referee will display the scores. The one with the highest score in the end will win the championship of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Competition."
Ye Zhiqiu finished introducing the competition system.
He asked Wu Yong again: "Are you still confused?"
Wu Yong shook his head and said no.
In his opinion, the competition is basically not difficult.
Diagnosis in the first two rounds.
Once his clairvoyant eyes opened, he added the memories in his mind.
The condition can be understood almost instantly.
Not to mention the third round of acupuncture.
His Taiyi Magic Needle is superb, who can be his opponent?
So he said very relaxedly: "Mr. Ye, don't you trust me yet? Since I agreed to your participation, I will definitely bring back the championship."
What...what!
The upright and dizzy Professor Lin.
When someone on the side heard this, his body was shaken, and he shouted at Wu Yong and asked: "What did you say! Do you want to participate? In what competition?"
Wu Yong said: "It must be a traditional Chinese medicine competition."
Professor Lin expressed disbelief: "Impossible, what qualifications do you have to participate in the competition? You are just a student! Those who can participate in the traditional Chinese medicine competition are top leaders from various provinces. To be honest, even an experienced old guy like me may not be able to.
Eligible to participate.”
Wu Yong said straightforwardly: "Professor Lin, this... you are not qualified... does not mean that I am not qualified... There is a saying, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead."
Professor Lin heard this.
I'll go.
Wu Yong was mocking him.
In an instant, his temper was like a volcano, about to explode.
"If you can compete, I will..."
Zhou Peng and the other three people have just learned that Wu Yong is going to compete.
They all pricked up their ears.
Wait for what Professor Lin says next.
As a result, before Professor Lin could finish speaking, the speakers in the venue rang: "Friends in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, please pay attention, the much-anticipated traditional Chinese medicine competition is about to begin. Before the start, there is urgent news to announce to everyone. Ye Tian, a contestant from Jiangnan area
, due to emergencies, I am temporarily unable to participate in the competition. After application by the Jiangnan Traditional Chinese Medicine Association and discussion and approval by the organizing committee, Wu Yong, a sophomore student from Jiangnan Medical College, will replace Ye Tian in the competition."
Ga.
The whole audience was stunned.
Most people have heard of Ye Tian's name.
Ye Lao's grandson.
He is known as the little miracle doctor in Jiangnan City.
He is the favorite to win the Chinese Medicine Competition.
But few people have heard of Wu Yong's name.
Especially when I added in front of it, a sophomore student at Jiangnan Medical College.
Basically everyone present was shocked.
Discuss passionately in private.
"Is there no talent left in Jiangnan?"
"Why would you send a sophomore out?"
"That's right, this doesn't mean surrendering!"
To say that the person who was most surprised in the audience was Professor Lin.
Professor Lin's mouth opened wide into an O shape.
My mind was blank for a long time.
His body was like a wooden figure, frozen in place.
A long while passed without moving his eyes.
Wu Yong secretly felt funny and teased him: "Professor Lin, what did you just say? If I can compete, what will you do?" (To be continued)