Chapter 22: The Last Hurdle
Little by little, thirty minutes had passed since the end of the game.
Zhao Fan has treated fifteen people, with an average of one patient every two minutes.
Such a terrifying speed made Tian Chunyu next to him look stupid, and even began to suspect that those patients were brought by Zhao Fan himself!
Zhao Fan is still treating patients unhurriedly, whether it is a cold or cold, or loss of appetite, or listlessness, as long as Zhao Fan goes down with a needle, he will ensure that the medicine is cured!
On the stage, Mu Lao also noticed Zhao Fan, and saw that Zhao Fan used the golden needle so skillfully, and he also showed a satisfied smile.
"Good boy, it didn't disappoint me. ”
Finally, the hour is coming.
Zhao Fan had already finished treating the patient he had assigned, and now he was looking at Tian Chunyu next to him leisurely, and from time to time he also gave two sentences, and the angry Tian Chunyu almost scolded.
Mu Lao glanced at the time, took the microphone and shouted, "It's time, now let's count the number of people." ”
The staff at the scene immediately came down to count the number of people, in addition to Zhao Fan, there was also an old man who had also completed all the treatment, and the rest of the people were only a dozen people at most.
Mu Lao took over the statistics of the staff, "The players who have entered the second round have been born, Zhao Fan, Dong Dahai, Li Yongjun, Dai Guangfu, Tian Chunyu!"
After Zhao Fan heard the list of personnel, he immediately raised his eyebrows.
"Yo, I didn't expect you to make it to the second round. ”
Tian Chunyu looked at Zhao Fan angrily, "Boy, you must be cheating, these people are all invited by you!"
Zhao Fan looked at Tian Chunyu with pity, and sighed: "Alas, poor guy, I haven't been clear about the gap between us until now, so comfort yourself." ”
The angry Tian Chunyu jumped straight to his feet.
After the patients left, the ten unsuccessful TCM doctors also left one after another, and the rest began to wait for Mu Lao to announce the next round of tests.
Mu Lao looked at the remaining five people, and finally his eyes fell on Zhao Fan.
"Now the five of you will enter the next round of competition, and the difficulty will be greatly improved, and you need to configure Chinese medicine according to the patient's condition. ”
"Each contestant has to prepare three patients with healing medicine, and we will eliminate two in this round, and the remaining three will advance to the final round. ”
Five staff members came out on the left and took Zhao Fan and others to the next competition venue.
This time, the five of them were in separate rooms, and no one could see the other players. In each person's room there is a huge Chinese medicine cabinet filled with all kinds of Chinese medicine.
After Zhao Fan entered the room, a middle-aged woman immediately walked in.
The man had a sallow face, fleshless cheeks, and a dull gaze.
The middle-aged woman sat in front of Zhao Fan, Zhao Fan immediately began to take the pulse, and after a while, he let go of his hand and said, "I already understand your condition, I will prepare you a pair of medicines now, and you can boil and drink it after you go back." ”
Zhao Fan quickly prepared the Chinese medicine, but the middle-aged woman didn't dare to take it.
"Young man, are you sure you know what I am?
Zhao Fan smiled lightly and nodded.
"You are the way you are because you often stay up late and cause endocrine disorders, coupled with the loss of appetite caused by fire, so you are what you are now. ”
After hearing this, the middle-aged woman said yes again and again, and took the medicine in Zhao Fan's hand without hesitation.
"Young man, I really didn't expect you to be so powerful at such a young age, and I was even suspicious of you before. ”
Zhao Fan smiled faintly.
"It's okay to be skeptical, and if I were you, I'd be skeptical. ”
After the middle-aged woman went out, the next two people, Zhao Fan, only took a simple pulse, saw through everyone's condition, and grabbed suitable Chinese medicine.
After quickly resolving the three patients, Zhao Fan muttered, "I don't know how the others are, but these are completely pieces of cake for me." ”
"Could it be that the old man deliberately put water on me? If so, I am really underestimated. ”
"As long as you pass the last level, you can contact that old man, I want to see if his medical skills are really as good as rumored!"
Zhao Fan walked out of the room with doubts and found that someone was already one step ahead of him.
It was the Chinese medicine doctor who had also treated everyone before, Dai Guangfu!
This person looks extremely honest, with a pair of small squinted eyes, which makes people not know whether to close or open, and his body is bloated and looks like an upstart.
Dai Guangfu was also quite surprised to see Zhao Fan.
"I really didn't expect that you could even pass this round, and when I first saw you, I was surprised that there was such a young Chinese medicine doctor. ”
Zhao Fan said expressionlessly: "What's so surprising? The world is so big, there may be a Chinese medicine doctor smaller than me, but you haven't seen it." ”
Between two people talking.
The third person had already come out, and what Zhao Fan never expected was Tian Chunyu, who was sweating profusely at the moment, obviously having done his best.
Tian Chunyu's eyes straightened when he saw Zhao Fan.
"Boy, you're done?"
Zhao Fan rolled his eyes at him, "What's the matter, you can't see such a big living person, is there something wrong with your eyes?"
Tian Chunyu was speechless by Zhao Fan's choking, and could only stare at him.
After a while, Mu Lao appeared, looked at the three of them and smiled slightly.
"Now the three of you will be in the final round, and the winner I can answer him a question, one of the biggest questions on your medical path. ”
Mu Lao turned around and left as he spoke, and the three of them immediately followed.
This time, Mu Lao took the three of them to the same room, and there was only one bed in it, on which lay a middle-aged man.
Mu Lao turned his head to look at the three of them.
"This is the last question, this person is terminally ill, Western medicine can no longer treat it, and he has only relied on Chinese medicine to barely survive for many years, can you three see if there is any way to treat it?"
Tian Chunyu was the first to walk up and start to take the pulse, and as soon as his hand was put up, he retracted it, and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a frightened expression.
"Mu... Mu Lao, is this person really a living person?"
A flash of displeasure flashed in Mu Lao's eyes.
"You have been eliminated, although this person has a weak pulse, but he is still alive, you are so fussed, it is difficult for medicine to have greater achievements in the future, go out. ”
Tian Chunyu suddenly panicked, "Mu Lao, give me another chance, I just didn't have the heart to prepare just now." ”
Mu Lao didn't look at him at all.
"Let's go, don't let me say it a third time. ”
Tian Chunyu was shocked when he heard this, and walked out of the room without saying a word, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and when he passed by Zhao Fan's side, he whispered, "No one can pass the last pass." ”
Zhao Fan also stared, Tian Chunyu also had some ability, so that he could say this, you can imagine how bad this patient's condition is.
Dai Guangfu moved at the moment.
"I'll try!"