"The competition is small, and the most important thing is to treat people. If you hadn't been suffering from illness for so long, how could you ask me to come and see them so strongly?"

Many patients nodded yes.

Although they are willing to come over to cooperate with the requirements of the organizers of the Nanjiang Medical God Contest as a tool for the competition, they still want to have a divine doctor who can cure themselves.

However, this is difficult for the organizers of the Nanjiang Medical God Competition. After a little discussion, several people in charge finally rejected Meng Chuan's request, and only agreed that if a patient gave a low score to his doctor and was clearly dissatisfied, Meng Chuan could treat them in a private name, and the treatment results had nothing to do with the results of the competition.

In this way, Meng Chuan and the patients can also accept it.

It's just that Meng Chuan's remarks about the sake of patients have become an invisible fact in the eyes of other doctors, and many doctors led by Xie Guangjun are extremely dissatisfied with him.

Everyone was eager for Meng Chuan to meet a patient with some incurable diseases and teach this young hairy boy a good lesson.

However, after the first day of competition, Meng Chuan not only cured all the three patients he took over as quickly as possible, but also the three patients were also very satisfied with the treatment results, giving Meng Chuan three highest scores of 10.

So on the first day, Meng Chuan scored 30 points.

The rest of the doctors are about twenty points, after all, their medical skills are not as magical as Meng Chuan, they can be effective on the spot, and the scores given by patients are relatively conservative.

As for Duan Guangjun, he finally lived up to expectations, and also achieved a perfect score of 30 points with his superb medical skills.

It's just that Duan Guangjun didn't have the slightest happiness, because when it came to time, he still lost to Meng Chuan.

On the second day of the competition, Meng Chuan continued to score 30 points.

But Duan Guangjun was directly angry after the score was revealed, because his score was only twenty-nine, and the only point he lost was deducted by a patient with a dislocated leg bone.

As for the reason, it was because Duan Guangjun made him feel severe pain when he straightened his bones.

Duan Guangjun heard that he had lost his point because of this, so he directly reasoned with the patient on the spot, pointing at the patient's nose and scolding him for being an idiot.

No matter how good the orthopedic doctor in the world is, pain is inevitable. After all, if you want to push back the bone joints that are separated from the bone socket, how can there be no reason why it doesn't hurt!?

Because of this, he was deducted one point, causing him to lag behind Meng Chuan, which made Duan Guangjun how could he not be angry.

The patient didn't expect that he had scored a high score of nine, and only one point had been deducted, which made his doctor so angry that he was so frightened that he apologized and admitted his mistake again and again, and almost fell to his knees.

However, because of the game system, he can't add this point. Duan Guangjun was even more angry and left the scene.

All this was seen by Meng Chuan, and he was even more disdainful of this Guangjun in his heart. This person is a doctor, and his snobbery is too heavy, he only has medical skills, but he has no medical heart!

Judging from the current situation, it seems that the rematch of the Nanjiang Medical God Competition will also end with Meng Chuan's absolute victory.

The next day, on the night of the end of the semi-match, in the room of the hotel where Duan Guangjun was staying.

Duan Guangjun sat on the sofa, and in front of him stood more than a dozen ordinary people with haggard looks, as well as two participating doctors from China and the Soviet Union.

It's just that these two doctors have been eliminated in the preliminary round, and they are just waiting for the results of the competition.

Duan Guangjun also had three suitcases in front of him, and there were neat and tidy pieces of money in the suitcases, which looked extremely impactful.

Duan Guangjun frowned and looked at the more than ten patients in front of him who had been sick for a long time, turned his head and said to one of the doctors who brought them over, "Old Zhou, have you only found so many people?"

The doctor known as "Lao Zhou" had a sad face and said, "Doctor Duan, there are only so many......

"This Nanjiang Medical God Contest is supervised by the Beijing Medical Association. It was not easy for me to get a friend from the organizers, ask for the contact information of these patients, and bring them here. ”

"Just a dozen people, or my friend took a great risk to send me their information, if this matter spreads, I'm afraid the Beijing Medical Association will have to ban us!"

That's right, these dozen patients are just one of the ones to be used as exam questions tomorrow. And the old Zhou of the Chinese and Soviet Union stole the information of these people through his connections and beckoned them over in advance.

This kind of behavior is no different from leaking exam questions, so it is naturally unsightly.

Duan Guangjun shook his head and said, "More than a dozen people, it's still not enough." ”

"There are more than 30 contestants left, and each of them needs to take over three patients, which means that there will be nearly 100 patients tomorrow. You've only gotten me a dozen, and that's too low!"

"If the stinky boy surnamed Meng doesn't draw anyone, won't everything we did be in vain?"

That old Zhou had a bitter face, spread his hands and said, "That being said, but Doctor Duan, I can't help it." This Nanjiang Medical God Competition is a provincial-level competition, second only to the international, and the supervision is too strict!"

"It's just a dozen people, I still took a lot of effort to find them, you want to call most of the patients over, how is this possible!"

"And there are a dozen or so people, as long as the kid surnamed Meng meets one, it will be enough to pull his score down, and the first place in the semi-finals will still be yours at that time!"

Duan Guangjun frowned, and was silent for three seconds before he said, "Old Zhou, you usually look quite shrewd, why did you have a bad brain at the critical moment?"

"What I want, is it just the first place in the semi-finals? What I want is that the kid surnamed Meng can't qualify for the finals, and he won't meet me in the finals!"

"This Nanjiang Medical God Contest is too important, I must not lose! This is not just a matter of face, but the qualification to enter the Beijing Medical Association, do you understand?!"

Because he was too emotional, Duan Guangjun's hands trembled slightly when he spoke.

Lao Zhou, who had known Duan Guangjun for many years, couldn't help but be shocked, because only when Duan Guangjun was afraid in his heart would he have this reaction.

And what is Duan Guangjun afraid of? Obviously, it is Meng Chuan.

After these few days of fighting, Duan Guangjun already knew that he was definitely not Meng Chuan's opponent. Originally, his extremely conceited self-confidence was completely destroyed by Meng Chuan's withering and decaying in the five-day competition.

Duan Guangjun didn't dare to fight with Meng Chuan anymore, and now he just wanted to settle this trouble, let himself enter the finals, and definitely not run into Meng Chuan.

Only in this way can he have a chance to win the Nanjiang Medical God Competition and get the qualification to enter the Beijing Medical Association.