"This ......" Qin Yu also found that what he said just now may have aroused Old Man Song's competitive desire, and he was also very embarrassed for a while.

You said that if I lose, I will definitely be laughed at by Songzheng and others, but if I win, I will sweep the face of Old Man Songzi in public, not to mention that today is the day of the opening of the Jishitang branch.

But now Song Minghui's resolute attitude does not allow him to refuse at all.

"You show them your hand. Chen Yuyan said on the side, as if she also wanted to see it.

After all, Qin Yu's medical skills Chen Yuyan is clear, but the reputation of the old man of Jishitang Song is well-known in the entire NJ City, if the two of them have a competition, it must be a good show.

"You're really not troublesome!" Qin Yu glanced at Chen Yuyan and said in a low voice.

And at this time, the people around the store heard that Song Lao was going to learn medical skills with a young junior, and they couldn't help but suddenly became interested, what kind of young man has this qualification to compete with Jishitang shopkeeper Old Man Song?

Of course, in their hearts, Old Man Song must be a sure winner.

"What, Qin Yu, are you scared?" At this time, Song Zheng stood up and said to Qin Yu, since he lost to Qin Yu in Old Man Shen's house last time, he has always had a breath in his heart, he felt that he was no worse than Qin Yu!

"My grandfather is really bullying you when he competes with you, so let's do it, I'll compete with you for my grandfather, if you don't dare to compete with me again, hehe, I don't want to talk about it anymore!"

And Song Zheng stood up and said this, and Song Minghui didn't have any intention of stopping it, and it was obvious that he also acquiesced. He still recognized the strength of his grandson, and since he heard Song Zheng tell him about the process of treating Old Man Shen last time, he not only felt that Qin Yu was more like a god stick.

"Okay, then I'll learn from you!" Stimulated by Song Zheng like this, Qin Yu couldn't help but have a desire to win.

If you resign at this time, it will inevitably be a little too hypocritical, not to mention that this is the Eastern District, and Qin Yu's Rejuvenation Hall is not far away, and he also needs a little reputation.

At this time, the crowd heard that there was a bustle to see, and the people in the pharmacy were not in a hurry to buy the medicine, so they all crowded to the door of the consultation room, and the entrance of the consultation room was surrounded by water.

Songzheng and Qin Yu sat opposite each other on opposite sides of the consultation table in the consultation room, and then began to see the patients who came to 1.

The first patient to come in was a man in his thirties, who sat down and didn't say anything, but opened his mouth and pointed to his throat at the two competing doctors, and he could only make an ah-ah sound.

Qin Yu's eyes narrowed, and he didn't take the pulse, so he began to bow his head and write the prescription.

Song Zheng couldn't help but sneer when he saw Qin Yu so supportively, and then while stretching out his hand to check the pulse of the person, he didn't forget to say coldly: "Write a prescription for the patient without giving the pulse, aren't you afraid of giving the wrong medicine to the patient? You are showing off with the safety of the patient's life!"

Songzheng's words were righteous, and the onlookers nodded incessantly.

Qin Yu chuckled and said, "You are right, but Chinese medicine can't cut the most subordinate method, and I don't need to cut the pulse for this little disease!"

Qin Yu glanced at it, and even Song Minghui, who was sitting on the side, couldn't help but squint his eyes.

There is no need to cut the pulse to determine the patient's disease just by looking and smelling, such a big word is not something that a casual Chinese medicine doctor dares to say!

If this person doesn't really have real talent and learning, then he is definitely a person who can only brag nonsense!

"You!" Song Zheng couldn't help but be speechless when Qin Yu said this.

"Hehe, Qin Xiaoyou sighed loudly. At this time, Song Mingzhu spoke: "May I ask what disease this patient has in your opinion, and what prescription should he use?"

"There are sores in the throat, I can't speak, there are red, swollen, broken ulcers and secretions in the throat, if I'm not wrong, it should be caused by being burned or poked by a hard object before!" Qin Yu opened his mouth and came, without the slightest hesitation.

When the middle-aged man who was seeing the doctor heard Qin Yu say this, he couldn't help but pull out the hand that was holding the pulse from Songzheng at once, and then nodded his head while dancing, and then didn't forget to give Qin Yu a thumbs up.

Song Zheng's face turned pale for a while, looking at the patient's state, Qin Yu was not wrong!

At first, Song Zheng also saw some clues when he saw the patient, but he was worried that the patient was suffering from a sore throat caused by a lack of yin and heat, so in order to take the patient's pulse during the insurance period, he didn't expect to be robbed by Qin Yu.

"Qin Xiaoyou's eyes are really vicious!" Song Minghui couldn't help but squint his eyes on the side, and then carefully looked at Qin Yu in front of him: "Now that the illness is visible, then show me the prescription you two prescribed!"

After speaking, Song Zheng and Qin Yu both handed the prescription they had written to Song Minghui.

Song Minghui squinted and saw that the prescriptions prescribed by the two were exactly the same, and at this time he had to say that Qin Yu, this kid, was really a master of art and bold!

"Come again!" Matsumasa continued to shout, unconvinced.

At this time, the patient who walked into the consultation room was still a man, but he was emaciated, his face was yellow, and he looked extremely uncomfortable.

The man held his stomach and said in a weak voice: "Doctor, I haven't had a good meal for more than half a month, and my stomach is still very uncomfortable. ”

"And every day when I go to the toilet, I will be constipated, I took some laxative medicine by myself, but the stomach has a swelling and painful reaction, and I can't eat anymore, I also took a lot of medicine before, and it has no effect at all. The man explained his illness to Qin Yu and the two of them.

After listening to this, Qin Yu and Song Zheng each took his pulse for a moment, and then each bowed his head to write a prescription for the patient.

"Okay, have you written the prescription?" asked Song Minghui.

"Alright. ”

After speaking, both of them handed the prescription to Song Minghui's hand. Song Minghui took the prescription and looked at it, only to see what Song Zheng wrote: three taels of cinnamon branches, two taels of licorice, six taels of peony, twelve jujubes, three taels of ginger need to be cut, the right five flavors, seven liters of water, three liters of boiling, go to the trickle, and divide the temperature into three servings.

And Qin Yu's prescription is not much different from Songzheng's prescription, but there is one more medicine in the prescription: two taels of rhubarb!

"Heh, you're too trusting, aren't you!" Song Zheng swept Qin Yu's prescription, and then sneered: "Rhubarb two taels, aren't you afraid of eating the dead!"