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Chapter 220 The Prescription Test Begins

The entire training ground was silent.

Everyone seemed to have been touched by a mute hole, and opened their mouths wide but couldn't speak.

After a long time, Zhao Yangqiu woke up first. Looking at the termite queen who was circulated like a treasure, he became as wilted as an eggplant caused by frost, and kept muttering: "How could this happen? How could this be possible?"

Zhao Yangqiu has been studying the technique of hanging silk pulse diagnosis all his life. He claims that he is one of the best in this medical technique, but at least he is among the top ranks.

Before today, he had never been afraid of anyone or taking anyone when he was taking the pulse of hanging silk.

But now, he was scared and convinced.

Zhao Yangqiu is self-aware. He knows very well that it is not difficult to judge that the red silk is tied to the chair by changing himself, and he is even sure that the slight tremors coming from the armrest of the chair are judging that there are bugs hidden inside. But like Zhao Yuan, it is absolutely impossible to judge that there are bugs, but also that it is spawning and has disability!

Zhao Yangqiu once suspected that he was dreaming, so he pinched himself hard, causing pain.

This is reality, not a dream!

Seeing his actions, Zhao Yuan couldn't help laughing and said, "Mr. Zhang, how do you think my slinging pulse diagnosis technique is like? Is there anything that needs improvement? Please give me some advice."

Zhao Yangqiu's expression was very awkward.

How do you give me advice? I don’t even know what you did, how can I give me advice? How dare I give me advice?

Zhao Yangqiu held it in for a long time before he said, "I am convinced that I lost! Your hanging silk pulse diagnosis technique is far better than me!"

After saying this, his eyes turned black and his body tilted, and he was about to fall forward.

He was so angry!

At the critical moment, Zhao Yangqiu bit the tip of his tongue hard, which made him wake up. At the same time, he knelt down with his knees and supported his hands, which avoided the embarrassment of falling to the ground.

However, this scene fell into the eyes of others, and it seemed like he was kneeling towards Zhao Yuan!

For a moment, the reporters around the training ground were excited and pressed the shutter and took the scene. The names of the photos were all thought of "The Magical Boy Has Peerless Medical Skills, A Shocked Generation of Famous Doctors Kneel on the Ground and Beg for Mercy", which is definitely a gimmick!

Zhao Dezhu's face was so dark that he hurriedly asked someone to support Zhao Yangqiu, for fear that this third uncle would do something embarrassing.

"Mr. Zhao is giving up?" Zhao Yuan said: "No more comparison?"

Zhao Yangqiu seemed to have grown a lot aged suddenly, and sighed: "I admit defeat, no matter how good I am, I am not as good as others. If I compete, I will only be embarrassing!"

Li Heping, Qiao Zhixue and others next to him nodded together.

In their opinion, the outcome of this pulse diagnosis is decided!

Zhao Yangqiu's hanging silk pulse diagnosis technique is indeed top-notch! But Zhao Yuan's hanging silk pulse diagnosis technique has surpassed the top, reaching a magical level! If you continue to compete, Zhao Yangqiu will lose as much as hell, and there is no chance of turning the tables!

Professor Tu sighed: "I used to read historical books and said that during the Qianlong period, there was an imperial doctor who was good at pulse diagnosis. He could use hanging silk to diagnose pulses and determine that there were female worms laying eggs in the wood. At that time, I thought this was too outrageous. Is it a story made up by the ancients? Unexpectedly, today I saw this magical scene with my own eyes!"

"Yes, we are all eye-opening today!" Li Heping nodded and then said to Zhao Yuan: "Student Zhao Yuan, I must apologize to you. I thought you were messing around and almost scolding you."

"So too." Qiao Zhixue said: "I wanted to scold you just now, but in the end I didn't speak for Principal Ma's sake. Now, I think about it, fortunately I didn't scold you at that time, otherwise my old face would be a big loss!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone laughed.

Only Zhao Yangqiu did not smile and his face became even more ugly.

Because he just spoke sarcastic and scolded Zhao Yuan.

He was very happy and enjoyable at that time, but now looking back, the ridicule and scolding were like a loud slap in the face!

If you slap yourself in the face, what else is more aggrieved than this?

At the same time, there are also barrage of apology in the online live broadcast room.

"I was wrong. I shouldn't have questioned and laughed at this guy just now! His pretending is so 6!"

"I was wrong with Zhao Yuan. I shouldn't have doubted you. You are so awesome. You are worthy of being from Xihua Medical University! I am proud of you!"

"I'd like to ask the master to decipher, how did he know the situation inside the armrest of the chair? Could it be that he really leaned against those red silks, right? Or did he have special abilities such as perspective eyes?"

"I don't care how he did it. I just want to ask one question. What about the person who said that Zhao Yuan would eat Xiang if he won? When will you eat Xiang? Remember to live broadcast! I'll give you a stomachache money!"

A wish came from these netizens and poured into Zhao Yuan's body.

Although these wishes are just worshiping wishes, and in terms of strength, they cannot compare with the wishes of gratitude, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still flesh. Zhao Yuan will never dislike it, let alone accumulate little and make a lot of it.

After joking for a few words, Li Heping and others curled their smiles, changed into serious expressions, and announced: "Pulse diagnosis and treatment, Zhao Yuan won!"

Zhao Dezhu snorted coldly, his expression was ugly, but he had no choice but to rely on the two medical skills competitions in the next two!

The subsequent medical skills competition must be won because they can no longer afford to lose!

But Zhao Dezhu no longer had the confidence to win.

He ordered his clan members to help Zhao Yangqiu down and rest, Zhao Dezhu stood up and announced: "The second round, the prescription and medicine competition, start now!"

The prescription and medicine competition is not as fancy as the pulse test, and the rules are very simple. Both parties prescribe the prescriptions based on the same patient. Finally, the prescriptions prescribed by the two were put together and handed over to the referee to discuss and select the winner.

After Li Heping and others proposed and obtained the consent of Zhao Yuan and Zhao Dezhu, the prescription and medication competition did not look for another patient, so he aimed at the patient with a four-level pulse pattern and prescribed the prescription and medication.

The person sent by Zhao Dezhu this time was named Zhao Chengliang, and in terms of seniority, he was his second uncle. Because Zhao Yangqiu was in front, people were not surprised that Zhao Chengliang went to fight.

Yang Jingbo introduced Zhao Yuan to Zhao Chengliang's situation.

"Zhao Chengliang is known as the King of Medicine in Jinling! Not only did he master all the prescriptions that the Zhao family in Jinling have been preserved for hundreds of years, and studied them thoroughly, he also visited many famous doctors from all over the country. Through communication, exchange, and even stealing teachers, he obtained a lot of secret recipes! It can be said that he is a living Chinese medicine dictionary and a secret record of prescriptions! You must not be complacent just because you won the pulse diagnosis competition. You must deal with it carefully!"

Zhao Yuan nodded: "Don't worry, I will definitely do my best!"

Zhao Chengliang heard this, and he snorted lightly, but did not speak up.

With Zhao Yangqiu's past lessons, he dare not think of contempt just because Zhao Yuan is young.

"Put on the table and chairs, pen and ink!"

At the command of Zhao Dezhu, two tables and chairs were brought to the training ground and placed at both ends to avoid copying the answers.
Chapter completed!
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