"I'm fine too, please take a look at the referee." He handed over the things he wrote to the referee, and at the same time he couldn't help but take a look at the piece of paper left by this extremely arrogant guy, and then subconsciously squinted his eyes.
This guy's font is so sharp. If Huang Tianba's font was full of spirituality and beauty before, then the font of this old guy is like a deshelf sword, every stroke is full of sharp sword energy.
Several referees had almost the same reaction after getting the paper left by Ling Yunzi. After reading it for a while, they had to adapt to Ling Yunzi's sharp fonts. They had to sigh in their hearts that if this man had been born a thousand years ago, there would probably be another font in the world.
The Han doctor's referee was responsible for watching Kim Jong An, while the Chinese doctor's referee was responsible for watching Ling Yunzi. After the two sides finished reading, they exchanged views and then looked a little embarrassed.
Because they all realized one thing, the strength of these two contestants is too high, and they are much higher than them. It seems a bit...inappropriate for them to sit here as a referee?
"Is there any problem?" The staff saw the strange expressions of several referees and came up to ask.
"Can you let a few more referees come up?" One of the Chinese medicine referees asked. He didn't expect that he had written so many things on both prescriptions, and he actually wrote down all the more than 30 medicinal herbs they put in.
This is enough to shock them, because they all feel that the two of them will make a little mistake, and then it will be enough to see who makes a mistake by judging the outcome.
But they didn't have any. Both sides had perfect matches the medicine, which also met their deliberately disrupted order, the time, and even the effect of the medicine was also met.
It’s like during the exam, the invigilators made a test paper of 10,000 points, thinking that the two students could not answer all correctly, but they all answered correctly. In this case, the only thing the invigilators could do was to doubt whether they had any problems.
Yes, these referees are now doubting their lives.
"Yes." The staff naturally would not refuse the requests of the two referees, and let both parties come up and serve as referees. Huang Tianba from the Chinese Medicine Team was honored to be selected.
He rushed up strode and began to see the comparison between the two. After confirming with the three referees, he smiled and said, "We won."
"Why do you say you won?" Qin Shanqiang, who also ran up to be the referee, asked with a dark face.
This kid actually dared to say that their medical saint came out. Did he really think that the strange-dressed old man in the countryside just now could beat their medical saint? What an international joke?
"The judgment of others is meaningless, let's make a judgment by yourself." Huang Tianba took the thing Ling Yunzi wrote and handed it to Jin Zhongan, letting Jin Zhongan make a judgment by himself.
The things written by both sides were almost exactly the same, which made Huang Tianba quite convinced. The two of them could perfectly analyze the ingredients of the decoction. Even Huang Tianba is still a little short of this skill.
However, Ling Yunzi was obviously better than Jin Zhong'an because this decoction cannot be called a decoction. The referee did not prepare it according to the fixed prescription, but randomly grasped the medicinal materials. Otherwise, with the knowledge of the two of them, they would definitely be able to guess the prescription and get the correct answer.
There is no prescription, this is the most difficult point in this competition.
The best part of Ling Yunzi's skills is that he not only perfectly analyzed it, but also deliberately modified the prescription slightly to make it a truly usable prescription. After Huang Tianba took a look, he determined that this prescription could be used to treat respiratory diseases.
This is also the highest level of traditional Chinese medicine. There are countless herbal medicines and medicinal materials. The most wise Chinese medicine can turn these medicinal materials into decoctions that can cure diseases like food.
After taking the thing Ling Yunzi wrote, Jin Zhongan looked at it, and froze in place. After two minutes of silence, he gently put down the prescription, lowered his head and said bitterly: "I lost."
It’s not impossible to ask him to modify the prescription that the referee made into such a useful prescription.
But even if he had to do so much in five minutes, even if he was already in the medical holy realm, he was still a little short of it.
This is not because he can't do it. It's because his opponent is too strong. No wonder the other party left so calmly after writing it. In his eyes, his medical holy realm is probably no different from other people here.
"Impossible." After hearing Kim Jong An's words, several Chinese doctors were struck by lightning and were reluctant to believe what they heard.
How could the medical saint Jin Zhongan, who has not had an opponent for decades, lose? He is the medical saint, but the most dazzling sun of the Chinese doctor, is the god in their minds.
Who would believe that their god lost to an old man dressed in sloppy clothes?
"I lost." Kim Jong An increased his tone and looked at these juniors who were loyal to him and said: "If you lose, you lose. There are not so many reasons. His understanding of medicine is better than me. Compared with him, my title of Medical Saint is not worthy of my name."
The Chinese doctors burst into tears and began to lower their heads and sobbed. The same was true for the Chinese doctors sitting in the audience.
They could not accept such facts. This was too much of a blow to people. How could the Medical Saint lose? Or would it lose to an irreconcilable old man.
How could traditional Chinese medicine beat the Chinese medicine they are proud of?
The people watching the live broadcast in South Korea even cried a lot. If the Chinese doctors fail, they would insult loudly, but after they made their respected medical saint admit that they failed, the blow made them cry loudly.
They cannot insult the medical saint, nothing else. This old man has been pushing the progress of Chinese medicine for decades, telling them to have cultural confidence and find ways to let Koreans enjoy better and cheaper medical treatment. Every Korean citizen has received his favor.
His failure is even more uncomfortable for these people than for their own failure.
"This is a coincidence. That person won our Medical Saint by luck. Let him come back and compare other projects. Our Medical Saint is best at acupuncture."
"Yes, the medical saint's competition should be to treat diseases, which has nothing to do with treating diseases. Such a victory or defeat should not be true."
"The Chinese who killed thousands of swords must have cheated."
After the grief, they quickly found a reason for failure for Kim Jong An, and firmly believed that Mr. Jin’s failure was not due to medical skills, but because the Chinese used despicable means and competition conditions that were unfavorable to Mr. Jin. If they were compared to curing the disease and saving the patient, they would not be able to compare with Mr. Jin.
However, Kim Jong An is quite open about this. As a top expert, it is indeed a lonely thing to be invincible for too long. Isn’t it a blessing to meet such an opponent? This shows that he still has room to move forward.
Chapter completed!