In the final analysis, the Medicine Master Mantra is to make the patient cough up the phlegm in the body by himself through a special pronunciation, which is not a particularly magical thing at all.

It's just that he has the most direct and effective effect on treating symptoms such as cough, so when it comes to treatment time, there is no cure that is faster than the Medicine Mantra.

Whether it is Ye Yuanhua or Song Dashi, they don't know anything about the pharmacist spell, and they think that they have cut off all the ways of Meng Chuan's life, and Meng Chuan will die in this game, but they never wanted Meng Chuan to survive, but it highlights the extraordinary nature of his medical skills.

Song Dashi's face was also a little unsightly, and Meng Chuan stood proudly in the middle of the stage and looked at the host, and asked with a smile: "Host, can the game be stopped now?"

"My patient's condition has improved, and Song Dashi hasn't even boiled the decoction, just counting the time, I have already won. ”

The host was full of embarrassment and stammered: "Well, this ......"

At this time, the lukewarm voice of the Tianwen God came again: "Who said this game is over?"

"The time limit is the rule of the second game, this is the third game, you just need to heal the person within the time limit, even if you are faster, you can't win the game. ”

When the host heard this, he nodded and said: "What the god of Tianwen said is right, the time limit is the rules of the previous game, and this game is gone, so the game will continue." ”

"If Mr. Song heals his patient, then the match will still be a tie and the fourth game will continue. ”

The audience was relieved when they heard this, and began to sneer at Meng Chuan, saying that it was a pipe dream that he wanted to win, and he didn't understand the rules and had the face to compete.

Today's Zhonghan Medical Skills Competition also has many Chinese people paying attention to the broadcast.

Those people saw that these people in Hanguo not only changed the rules of the game at will, but also went back on their word, and they could overturn the rules they set at will, the purpose was to target Meng Chuan, and they gritted their teeth one by one, went to various online platforms to complain, and scolded these people for their shamelessness.

But what they did didn't change anything, even if everyone knew that Meng Chuan had already won the game?

The winner or loser of the game is actually completely one of them

Sentence thing.

On the field, the god Tianwen seemed to be careless, but in fact he had been staring at Meng Chuan, but whenever Meng Chuan was angry and wanted to make a move, he would take action to suppress Meng Chuan.

However, to his surprise, for this kind of unfair game, Meng Chuan still didn't mean to accuse anyone, but nodded, and actually sat in his place and said: "Okay, just wait for Song Dashi to finish treating this person, and then judge who loses and who wins." ”

"If Song Dashi doesn't cure this person, I'll see what tricks you have to play. ”

"Today's game was a real eye-opener for me, hehe......"

Meng Chuan's last sentence was meaningful, and Song Dashi and the others were a little embarrassed.

But as long as he can win, Song Dashi doesn't care about these details, because the result of today's game is too important.

Soon Song Dashi's decoction was boiled, and the decoction was stared at by Song Dashi himself, and the heat was exactly the same.

After letting the patient take the decoction, Song Dashi began to secretly wonder how to win Meng Chuan in the next game.

Just as Song Dashi was thinking about this, his patient drank a bowl of Chinese medicine to the bottom, but after three breaths, the patient's face suddenly turned pale, and then he coughed heavily, and the situation seemed to be more serious than before.

Ni Zhenhuai's face changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed this person's wrist and began to call the pulse, and then asked Song Dashi with an ugly face: "Teacher, something is wrong with him, this person's cold symptoms have not been alleviated but have worsened, what's going on?"

"How is this possible?" Song Dashi was also a little flustered, snatched the pulse of the patient's wrist, and found that this was indeed the case.

"It shouldn't be!" Song Dashi was a little sweaty on his forehead: "His illness is an ordinary wind and cold cold, and the medicines I prescribed to him are all medicines to dispel wind and cold, and theoretically it should be effective immediately after drinking it." ”

"How could it be that the cold in his body had not been dispelled, but had accumulated even more?"

"No, bring me the silver needle!"

Ni Zhenhuai was about to get the needle bag, and Meng Chuan's lazy voice sounded from the side: "Mr. Song, you can't use silver needles in this competition, have you forgotten?"

When Ni Zhenhuai heard this, he was stunned for a while, and he subconsciously looked at Song Dashi.

Song Dashi gritted his teeth, waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about him, go get the needle bag." ”

Just kidding, everyone here is his people, so what about breaking the rules? Who would blame him?

Ni Zhenhuai obediently went to get the needle bag, but Meng Chuan smiled coldly and didn't stop it anymore.

It's just that Song Dashi applied an injection to this patient for ten minutes, and the person's heavy cough symptoms were still not relieved, but worsened, and he was already a little out of breath.

The sweat on Song Dashi's forehead also increased, he never thought that such a simple disease would be so tricky.

Just when Song Dashi was a little in a hurry and didn't know how to hold the patient's breath, Meng Chuan finally got up and came to Song Dashi's patient and pushed Song Dashi away.

"You can't learn the medical skills of traditional Chinese medicine well, and you still have the face to insult traditional Chinese medicine, get out!"

Meng Chuan took out three silver needles and pricked them on the patient's Zhongfu acupoint, Zhou Rong acupoint, and Tianxi acupoint.

After the three silver needles were pricked, a wisp of white mist slowly seeped out of the patient's body.

Immediately, the patient's heavy cough symptoms were immediately relieved, and his breath gradually eased.

Song Dashi recognized the effect of these three acupuncture points, and was very puzzled: "The patient has typhoid fever and cold, what are you doing with these three acupuncture points?

"Who told you that the patient had an ordinary cold or flu?" Meng Chuan asked rhetorically.

Song Dashi was a little unhappy when he was questioned, frowned and said: "After passing through my vein, this person is cold in his body due to the cold. ”

"What I prescribed to him is a prescription to remove the cold, and the needle is also an acupuncture point to remove the cold, which is useless at all, how can you prick the acupuncture point of heat and clear the fire to have an effect?"

"Did you do something to my patient......

Meng Chuan directly interrupted Song Dashi's words, shook his head and said disdainfully: "You only saw the cold in his body, but didn't you see the moisture and heat in his body?"

"He not only has cold but also has a heat cold, and the two diseases can also check and balance each other, and you use drugs indiscriminately without finding out the condition, which causes this balance to be broken, and if I act late, the patient is likely to die at your hands in a while. ”

Hearing the word "death", the patient suddenly looked at Song Dashi with wide eyes.