When the person in charge saw that Meng Chuan released the pigeons of the Nanjiang Medical God Competition, he frowned slightly, nodded and said: "If this Meng Chuan doctor does not arrive at the competition within the specified time, he will indeed abstain from voting." ”

Lao Zhou laughed loudly below: "Then since this is the case, you can now announce that our Zhongsu Doctor Duan has won the title of Nanjiang Medical God!"

"Nonsense!" The old Chinese medicine doctor who entered the semi-final with Meng Chuan got up tremblingly, and said with some anger: "Our Doctor Meng from Hengzhou must have been unable to come because there was something wrong on the road. How can we lose Hengzhou so easily?!"

"In my opinion, in order not to disappoint everyone here, let's wait a little longer!"

The rest of the doctors in Hengzhou also spoke one after another, asking for some time for Meng Chuan. They didn't want to go to Meng Chuan, they just didn't want Hengzhou to lose and give up those two precious places.

The person in charge thought for a while, looked at his watch and said, "In this case, considering some unexpected situations, let's give Dr. Meng from Hengzhou another ten minutes." If he doesn't arrive within ten minutes, even if he abstains. ”

"If anyone in Hengzhou can contact Dr. Meng, please get in touch with him as soon as possible. ”

Ten minutes was not easy to come by, and Xiang Hongdong asked the doctors in Hengzhou to find a way to contact Meng Chuan and ask Meng Chuan what was going on.

It's just a pity that none of these people can get in touch with Meng Chuan.

Duan Guangjun saw that the doctor in Hengzhou was already in a mess, showed a sneer, and glanced at Xiang Hongdong in the audience, his face full of sarcasm.

Xiang Hongdong couldn't see Duan Guangjun's villainous appearance, although there was fire in his heart, he was helpless.

Duan Guangjun suddenly opened his mouth at this time and said to the person in charge: "Since Dr. Meng has never arrived, why don't you let me check the old lady's condition first!"

"If Dr. Meng can come in time, it will be too late for him to come to see a doctor at the same time. ”

The person in charge nodded and agreed to Duan Guangjun's request.

Duan Guangjun naturally had his own wishful thinking in his heart, and of course he knew that it was impossible for Meng Chuan to come within the specified time today.

He doesn't need to heal patients to win the title of Nanjiang Medical God.

It's just that Duan Guangjun can see that the identity of the old lady who came to see the doctor is not trivial, she is a wealthy family in the capital, and she can't reach it on weekdays.

If he can really happen to cure her, then the old lady's wealthy family owes him a big favor, and he can be regarded as finding a backer when he joins the Beijing Medical Association in the future.

And the person in charge said that many famous doctors from the Beijing Medical Association had seen the old lady, but they were helpless. If he can cure her, doesn't that mean that his medical skills are also top-notch among the members of the Beijing Medical Association?

Even if you can't cure the old lady's illness by mistake, it is understandable and not ashamed. Maybe you can still leave a good impression in the old lady's heart and make a good fate.

Without such a profitable deal, how could Duan Guangjun miss it?

So, after asking for permission, Duan Guangjun asked people to bring up all his tools and began to examine the old lady's body.

The old lady has indeed been in a wheelchair for a long time, and although there are people waiting for a massage every day, the muscle atrophy is still extremely serious.

At the same time, after examination, Duan Guangjun found that the old lady's old injury was very serious, and it was fortunate that she was able to save her life at the beginning, and it was basically impossible to restore sensation to her legs.

However, he decided to give it a try, and after thinking about a few plans, he began to apply acupuncture to the old lady.

Ten minutes passed quickly, and the doctors in Hengzhou were all in a hurry, but still no one could contact Meng Chuan, let alone let him come over.

When the person in charge saw that the time had come, he was about to announce the results of the Nanjiang Medical God Competition. At this time, the old lady Chu, who had not spoken, waved her hand and said: "Don't be in a hurry to announce the results, the doctors are busy, maybe there is a little delay! Otherwise, it will be better to give someone another twenty minutes, in case my illness can be cured by the doctor, isn't it a pity that you will eliminate this person so arbitrarily?"

Unexpectedly, when the person in charge saw the old lady speak, he nodded and agreed to give Meng Chuan another twenty minutes.

Hearing that there were still twenty minutes left, the already desperate doctors in Hengzhou rekindled their hope.

And Duan Guangjun, who was giving acupuncture to the old lady, was

Dissatisfied, he raised his head and said to the old lady: "Madam, if you give the other party another twenty minutes, this practice is inevitably a little inappropriate!"

"Rules are rules, since he is late, he should be counted as losing the game!"

The old lady glanced at Duan Guangjun and said with a smile: "I think it's okay, isn't it supposed to be a medical skill in your Nanjiang Medical God Competition?"

"As long as you can cure me, what does it matter if you come early or late?"

"Don't worry, I'm not going to be unfair. Just give him the last twenty minutes, and if he can't make it, he loses. ”

"Even if he arrives, if you two are the same in medical skills, I'll judge you to win the match. ”

Hearing the old lady's promise, Duan Guangjun balanced his mind a little and continued to bow his head for the old lady's acupuncture.

Twenty minutes passed, and Meng Chuan still did not arrive. The person in charge glanced at the old lady, and the old lady also nodded, but did not stop it.

As a result, the person in charge announced loudly: "Everyone, since Dr. Meng, who represents Hengzhou, has not been present for a long time, we will regard it as an automatic abstention. The final winner of this Nanjiang Medical God Contest is Dr. Duan Guangjun, who represents China and the Soviet Union!"

"Congratulations to Dr. Duan Guangjun for winning the title of Nanjiang Medical God! Moreover, there will be two places recommended by the Beijing Medical Association in Zhongsu City!"

The person in charge announced the results of the competition in public, which was the end of the competition.

The doctors of China and the Soviet Union all cheered, after all, they knew in their hearts that the first of these two places would definitely be Duan Guangjun's, and the other would have a chance to compete.

Compared with the joyful atmosphere of the doctors in China and the Soviet Union, everyone in Hengzhou was full of gloom.

Especially Xiang Hongdong, who was full of joy and thought that Meng Chuan would definitely be able to win the championship of the Nanjiang Medical God Competition, but it turned out to be this result in the finals, how could he not be angry?

Seeing that the dust had settled, Duan Guangjun pricked the last needle, and his worried heart was completely relaxed.

"Madame, I've finished your stitch. If it doesn't work after 10 minutes, I'll have to do something else for you. Duan Guangjun smiled and said to the old lady: "Now I'll go and get the certificate of Nanjing Medical God first, you wait for me for a while." ”