At two o'clock in the afternoon, the members of the Typhoid Fever faction who had fun in Changlu Villa had returned, and now they were concentrated in the hall of the main building of the guild hall. Except for the long table, the chairs on either side were slightly moved aside to make room for it.

Now Tang Ru and Liao Wenen were sitting at opposite ends of the table, Tang Ru looked at the time, stood up, looked at everyone and said, "I announce that today's Typhoid Sect Exchange Meeting has officially begun. ”

When everyone applauded, Liu Dong, the secretary of the typhoid faction, brought the first patient over. The patient was dressed very ordinarily, and his face did not look good, which seemed to be the cause of his suffering.

Ye Chen, Tian Feng, and He Hui sat on Liao Lao's side. However, today, Tian Feng and He Hui are not ready to participate. Because of this kind of thing, in front of so many people, if you can win, it will naturally have a lot of face. However, if you can't win, or even see the wrong patient prescribe the wrong medicine and be named, it is not as simple as losing face.

"Brother Ye, we all look at you today. Tian Feng and the others looked at Ye Chen and said.

"Don't you participate?" This made Ye Chen wonder, if these members were not here to communicate, but just to play, what was the point of this?

"Our medical skills are not as good as theirs, and we don't want to go up and lose face. Han Youping said. In fact, just now, Ye Chen and these people, in a simple exchange, he could hear that Tian Feng's traditional Chinese medicine skills were actually very ordinary.

Even, in Ye Chen's opinion, at most, it is just for patients to look at those minor diseases such as ordinary fever and cold, if it is other more difficult diseases, or incurable diseases, these people are afraid that none of them can be treated.

"Then I'll watch the excitement from the sidelines, okay?" Ye Chen asked.

"Of course this can't be, because you're new here, and you must show yourself well in front of President Tang and them. "Since Ye Chen was recommended by Liao Lao, in Tian Feng, they think that Ye Chen must be willing to add someone to the Typhoid Sect. However, in fact, until now, Ye Chen did not have that idea.

When he looked at the middle-aged man who was about forty years old, Ye Chen could already see what kind of illness the other party had?

It's just that now he hasn't stepped up, let alone made a bird.

"Master, I'll come and see him first. The first one to stand up was Zhang Rihuan, who had just fallen off his horse. When Zhang Rihuan stood up, Tang Ru naturally admired it a little, he knew that his disciple did have some problems in his personality, but in terms of medical skills, he should still be good.

"Sir, sit down here. Zhang Rihuan looked at the middle-aged man and said.

"Me, can I really see a doctor for free?" In fact, this middle-aged man, because of the pain and itching on his body for more than ten days, used those Western anti-itch ointments, but it was useless, he was going to go to the hospital to see a doctor.

Unexpectedly, just at the gate of the hospital, when he heard someone say that it doesn't cost money to see a doctor at their place, and he also delivers medicine for free, he also got in the car and came over.

Unexpectedly, when he came here and saw four or five hundred people staring at him, this middle-aged man was naturally a little scared.

"Yes, you can sit down with peace of mind, I'll help you watch, the medicine fee is free, every qiē is free, you don't need to spend a penny." Zhang Rihuan said. If it was in the hospital, when I met those ordinary patients, with Zhang Rihuan's character, it would definitely not be like this.

However, now that Master was here, and there were so many members of the Typhoid Sect, he naturally dressed himself up as a benevolent doctor.

At this time, Zhang Rihuan looked at the middle-aged man and first asked, "Sir, what is your surname?"

"I, my surname is Liu. The middle-aged man said.

"Oh, Mr. Liu, don't be afraid, I'll ask some questions, and you can answer me truthfully. In fact, when Zhang Rihuan looked at this Mr. Liu now, he found that the skin he exposed was full of red bumps, and even grabbed out the yellow water, with the blood, and now looking at the past, the erosive skin, Zhang Rihuan had a feeling of wanting to vomit.

"Mr. Liu, are you like this all over your body?" asked Zhang Rihuan.

"Almost!" When Mr. Liu was about to lift his clothes to show the other party, Zhang Rihuan hurriedly stopped him, and even took the pulse, Zhang Rihuan didn't take the pulse for Mr. Liu, but just looked at Mr. Liu's tongue, took it to the piece of paper on the table, and began to write.

"Liu, a middle-aged man, complained that he had been ill for two weeks, his skin was itchy all over his body, his tongue was light, and his tongue was red. It is a syndrome of spleen deficiency and dampness. ”

"Prescription: 9 grams of Atractylodes, 9 grams of tangerine peel, 9 grams of Magnolia officinalis, 9 grams of Zhu Ling, 9 grams of Poria cocos, 9 grams of Ze Yuan, 9 grams of Liuyi San (separately packaged), 9 grams of white fresh skin, 9 grams of Dihu seed. Water decoction. ”

After Zhang Rihuan finished writing, he filled in his name on that piece of paper and handed it to Tang Ru. It's just that when he saw Zhang Rihuan's attitude towards treating people just now, Tang Ru secretly shook his head, and Liao Wenen didn't want to take it in his eyes at all.

Zhang Rihuan, he has long known that the qualifications of traditional Chinese medicine are only average. However, if the attitude is worse and the rigor, it is even more impossible to become a famous doctor, and it is even possible to give people the wrong disease.

Therefore, he couldn't understand why Tang Ru Yingming I, who was confused for a while, actually accepted such a young man as a disciple and introduced him to the Typhoid Sect organization.

Liao Lao stood there, looking at Ye Chen on the side, and when he looked at Zhang Rihuan, he shook his head in his heart.

After Zhang Rihuan read it to Mr. Liu, the second member of the typhoid faction stood up again and treated Mr. Liu, the situation was similar to when Zhang Rihuan saw a doctor just now, when he saw Mr. Liu, he first asked some questions, and finally did not take the pulse of the other party, and then directly prescribed a prescription and handed it to Tang Ru for comment.

It seems that Mr. Liu's illness should not be difficult to treat, and more than a dozen people have stepped forward to prescribe medicine to each other, and finally, when no one stepped forward, the eyes of others naturally looked at the newcomer Ye Chen.

They thought just now that this kid would definitely come forward quickly, but they didn't expect that from the beginning of sitting there, except for occasionally communicating with Tian Feng and them, they didn't stand up.

Until now, more than an hour has passed, Ye Chen actually didn't have the intention of taking the initiative to come out, Tian Feng hurriedly said: "Brother Ye, it's your turn!"

"Is it my turn? Is there no one on it?" Ye Chen saw so many doctors here, he thought that there would be many people who took the initiative to stand up for communication or competition, but he didn't expect that there would be no one in the more than ten who were willing to stand up again.

"Of course it's you, now you're new here, and the others don't want to participate, so you're the only one left. He Hui explained on the side.

Since this is the case, Ye Chen stood up and said, "President Tang, Elder Liao, then I'll show this Mr. Liu's situation." ”

Ye Chen was sitting there just now, more than ten doctors asked about Mr. Liu's situation one after another, Ye Chen remembered all the circumstances, he naturally didn't have to ask him those questions again and again, but in the fact that no one else dared to imagine, Ye Chen, who was not wearing gloves, actually took the pulse of Mr. Liu himself.

Now Mr. Liu is also scratched by himself on his arm because of this eczema, and those sticky and greasy yellow water are flowing out, no one dares to touch it, naturally he is afraid of being infectious.

However, Ye Chen, as a doctor, knows that the most basic thing, looking at and hearing and asking, has not done it, how can he become a qualified Chinese medicine doctor?

"Mr. Liu, how old are you this year?" This question was also ignored by many doctors just now, and they just treated him as a middle-aged person and directly prescribed medicine.

"I'm 46 years old. Mr. Liu said.

"Well, it's okay, I'll prescribe it for you. Ye Chen smiled slightly, saying that he didn't have to worry.