"Professor Lin Yangtze River, the wave behind pushes the wave ahead, you can't accept it."
Zhou Peng and the three of them had long wanted to criticize Professor Lin.
Now they found an opportunity.
He ridiculed Professor Lin all the time.
Professor Lin's face turned red and white with anger, and finally he said with a hint of dissatisfaction: "I don't know what's going on, but as a sophomore student at Jiangnan Medical College, I don't think he can stand out in the traditional Chinese medicine competition.
My performance is good, just don’t bring discredit to the school.”
Zhou Peng and the others were angry after hearing this.
I still want to argue with Professor Lin a few more words.
Wu Yong waved his hand, signaling for them to restrain themselves, and said calmly: "Professor Lin, just don't worry, I won't discredit the school. Zhou Peng and you guys stay with Professor Lin, I'll go get ready first."
Say goodbye to everyone.
Wu Yong, led by Ye Zhiqiu, came to a separate room at the venue to prepare.
Young talents from the field of traditional Chinese medicine from all over the world gather here.
After Wu Yong came in, he attracted everyone's curious eyes.
Everyone looked up and down on his body.
And discussed in private in whispers:
"He should be the temporary replacement."
"It seems like he's still a sophomore."
"Hey, it seems that there is really no one in Jiangnan, and this competition is going to fail."
"Without Ye Tian, the game will definitely be boring."
The contestant from Hong Kong Island, the long-haired young man Wu Yong had seen, was leaning alone in the corner of the room.
He only glanced at Wu Yong, then took his eyes away from Wu Yong, with a hint of contempt on his lips, and said to himself: "Hey, my only opponent is not here either. It seems that I, the champion, are destined to win."
It’s boring to hold.”
…
When the players are all preparing inside.
The preparations outside are basically in place.
The judging panel composed of leading figures in the field of traditional Chinese medicine appeared one by one.
Received rounds of applause.
As the organizer of this competition, Mr. Ye had to avoid it, so he acted as the host and explained the rules of the competition to the guests present.
The rules are the same as what Ye Zhiqiu said.
After explaining it once.
He announced the official start of the game.
The first step is the drawing of lots.
Witnessed by the employees of the notary office, the referee pulled a number plate from the box and showed it to the audience.
"Number seven!"
"The referee drew number seven. The staff please invite patient number seven over and invite the contestants to enter."
soon.
The staff invited Patient No. 7 over.
He is a middle-aged man.
Approximately forty years old.
My face is covered with red pimples and I feel very weak when I walk.
The whole person looked sick.
Looks listless.
Immediately afterwards.
The players also came out of another room.
A total of more than 100 people participated in the first round.
According to the arrangements of the organizing committee.
Surround the patient.
In the first round, according to your own needs, you can use Zhan Wang, Hear, Inquire and Cut, and each person is limited to asking one question. Of course, you can also choose to stand by when others ask questions, which will help you accurately judge the condition.
Most people immediately got busy.
Some people queue up to have their pulse taken.
There are those who observe carefully around the patient.
But there are also some people who are special.
For example, Wu Yong only glanced at him and then retreated.
Another example is the long-haired young man from Hong Kong who only glanced at him for a few seconds before retreating.
There are about a dozen more like the two of them.
The performance of these people.
It aroused heated discussion among the guests and audience below.
"Hey, look, why did they come out?"
"Yeah, it seems like I didn't go in to see anything at all."
"They haven't diagnosed it yet, have they?"
"No, I think the patient's condition is very complicated. It's not just a problem of acne on his face."
Professor Lin also muttered secretly: "What Wu Yong is doing, people may be experienced and can tell it at a glance. You are a rookie, why don't you stand there and pretend to be a master if you don't take a good look at his pulse!"
His words caused Zhou Peng and the three people next to him to laugh secretly.
The three of them looked at each other and said: My Professor Lin, I'm afraid you are going to be slapped in the face again.
soon.
The prescribed time limit has arrived.
The contestants also made their own judgments.
The organizing committee asked everyone to write down the diagnosed condition and treatment plan.
Everyone is full of confidence.
The pen flies on the paper.
Soon all the answers were placed on the referee's table.
Traditional Chinese medicine experts from all over the world reviewed and discussed one by one.
and outline the fraction on it.
Because there are many contestants in the first round.
It took half an hour to complete the review.
The staff member responsible for statistical data handed over the statistics to Mr. Ye.
Mr. Ye cleared his throat: "Before officially announcing the results, let me tell you about the patient's condition. Patient No. 7 is forty years old and has been weak and sick for a long time. From the appearance, he has acne on his face and a strong pulse.
For example, Chinese medicine often refers to strong liver fire. But in fact, this is just a symptom.
Like, the accumulation of Yin Qi in his body hurts the organs and weakens the kidneys. Therefore, his condition is complicated. Whether it is said that he has strong liver fire or stagnation of Yin Qi, it is a one-sided diagnosis. The patient's true condition should be Yin and Yang.
It is extremely imbalanced, and the diagnosis and treatment methods need to focus on harmonizing the yin and yang in the body."
The whole audience nodded their heads.
So that’s it.
The pimples on the face and the beating of the pulse.
This will cause difficulties in diagnosis and treatment.
For an accurate diagnosis, other methods need to be combined.
And because the number of questions is limited, there is also time for diagnosis and treatment.
So the difficulty of the first round is actually not that small.
"I will announce the top thirty next."
After Mr. Ye finished explaining, he immediately read out the scoring results.
He did not release actual scores.
There was no mention of rankings, just the names were read out.
Everyone pricked up their ears and listened.
From time to time someone cheered.
Professor Lin was also nervous.
Don't know why.
His mood was very complicated. On the one hand, he hoped to read Wu Yong's name, so that he could bring glory to the school. On the other hand, he did not want to read Wu Yong's name, for fear of being slapped in the face again.
soon.
Ye Lao recited twenty-eight words.
Only the last two remain.
Coincidentally, among the initial group of people who didn't take a pulse and left immediately after just two glances, the only ones whose names haven't been read out were the long-haired young man from Hong Kong Island and Wu Yong.
Everyone's eyes turned to the two of them.
Both seemed very confident.
Just listen to Ye Lao read: "Zhou Zixuan."
Zhou Zixuan is a long-haired young man from Hong Kong Island. The result was already expected by him, so his reaction was very normal, with just a slight upward movement of the corners of his mouth.
Immediately, he also turned his attention to Wu Yong, and thought to himself: Will he be the last one? (To be continued)