"Ladies and gentlemen, this quarter-final will be two-on-two, and the winner will advance to the semi-finals next week. ”

"The rules are simple, the competition is divided into four groups, and the opponents are determined by lot, and each group will immediately allocate three patients for the two players to treat, and whoever treats more than two patients first wins. ”

"Okay, now I'm going to get four players to come up and draw lots. ”

"You four players, come and draw lots. The referee pointed to Fang Shaoyang and said to the three players beside him.

The other three players were very happy to draw lots, but Fang Shaoyang shook his head and pointed at the Korean player: "Let him draw." ”

"Why?" the referee asked, confused.

Fang Shaoyang spread his hands and said, "If I draw him, I'm afraid that someone will say that I'm cheating, so let him smoke." ”

Although the referee was a little puzzled, he still said to the Korean player: "This player, you can draw lots." ”

The Korean player glanced at Fang Shaoyang viciously, and whispered in broken Mandarin: "You wait." ”

Fang Shaoyang nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, you hurry up and smoke." ”

The South Korean player walked over to the opaque box and reached inside.

There are four numbers in the box, corresponding to four players, and the referee has already made the four players who have not drawn lots stand together, and their numbers are 1234 from left to right.

The Korean player fumbled in the box and finally pulled out a number and handed it to the referee.

"Four!" the referee announced, glancing at the number.

Number four?

Everyone drove towards the four people in line, 123 from left to right...... 4。

Fang Shaoyang grinned and said, "I said that he would definitely draw me." ”

Boom, the audience was boiling.

One is that it feels a little magical, why the Korean player will definitely draw Fang Shaoyang, and the second is that Fang Shaoyang and the Korean player have contradictions.

And the Korean players are not welcome, and now everyone is looking forward to the duel between Fang Shaoyang and him, and they hope that Fang Shaoyang can win glory for the country and kill this Korean stick.

"You're dead!" said the South Korean with a smug smile on his lips.

"Really, don't cry then. Fang Shaoyang also laughed.

"Fang Xiaoyou, are you confident that you can win him?"

At this time, the game was about to start, Dean Bai walked up to Fang Shaoyang and asked in a low voice.

"Wow, Dean Sai, you don't have presbyopia too, do you?" Fang Shaoyang looked at Dean Bai in surprise and asked.

"Giggles. ”

He Jiayi laughed on the side, and the other party Shaoyang said: "I believe in your medical skills, but you still have to be careful, that is the vice president of Incheon Medical College in South Korea, the Affiliated Hospital of Incheon Medical College is one of the three major hospitals in South Korea, and it is very powerful." ”

"Sister Beauty, wait until I see how much I win, haha!" Fang Shaoyang laughed twice, holding his head high, like a warrior on the battlefield.

Fang Shaoyang's match with the South Korean player was arranged in the middle of the match, which was specially arranged by the conference, because they had found that most of the audience in the audience was waiting to see this matchup.

The audience for the first few days of the competition was very small, after all, there was no passion in this kind of medical competition, and many passers-by took a look and left.

But today is different, many of the audience were left behind, of course, they stayed voluntarily, and they all wanted to see how things played out next.

"If you lose, you have to admit that Chinese medicine is us Koreans!" Park Jong-sang said triumphantly.

Fang Shaoyang has already seen the information of the players on his competition table, and his name is Park Jong-sheng.

"Okay, if you lose, you will shout three times that you are shameless. Fang Shaoyang said with a smile.

Park Jong was angry and asked, "Why don't you say that I lost and admit that Chinese medicine is yours?"

Fang Shaoyang shrugged and said: "Traditional Chinese medicine is originally ours, do you think that you can casually talk about traditional Chinese medicine is yours? I want to say that Koreans are all born to me, and you all call me Dad?"

"Baga!" Park Zhong scolded angrily.

"Jiuga is useless, you are really a combination of two of the most despicable peoples, hurry up and compete, I don't want to stay with you for a long time, don't affect my IQ." Fang Shaoyang said impatiently.

"You ......" Park Zhong's face flushed with anger, and he didn't know how to fight back against Fang Shaoyang.

"Alright, it's game on!" the referee announced the start of the game.

Then the patients waiting for the backstage appeared one after another, and the first patient was a man, in his twenties, with a lewd face and a very thin figure, came to the two and asked, "Hey, which of you will treat me first." ”

"I'll come first. Park Jong-sang said a word, and then said to the lewd man, "Come and sit down." ”

Park Jong-sang is best at Western medicine, but now there is no way, since he wants to decide the ownership of Chinese medicine, then he has to show the ability of Chinese medicine, so he began to take the pulse of the lewd man.

After grinding and chirping for a minute, the audience booed.

"Let them be quiet, it will affect my perception of the patient's pulse!" Park Jong-sang said to the referee very dissatisfied.

The referee had no choice but to persuade the audience not to make loud noises, after all, what they said was also reasonable.

After another half a minute, Park Jong-sang finally finished taking his pulse, took out the medical record sheet on the side and began to write his diagnosis.

"Doctor Fang, it's your turn. The referee said very kindly, he admired Fang Shaoyang's spirit of winning glory for the country.

Fang Shaoyang just put his hand on the pulse of the lewd man, and suddenly wrinkled his nose and said, "Wow, how can you be strict with your fox smell, do you have a man-made family?"

As soon as these words came out, Park Jong-sang, who secretly wrote the case on the side, suddenly showed a look of surprise, peeked around to see that no one was paying attention, and hurriedly wrote the word fox odor on the medical record.

"Ahem, Doctor Fang, the diagnosis results are to be written on the medical records of the two players, and the above diagnosis results will be announced together at that time, so as to score the two players, and they can't be said. The referee hurriedly reminded Fang Shaoyang on the side.

"Well, what a hassle. Fang Shaoyang had no choice but to take the case on the side and write the diagnosis results on it.

The referee took the medical records of the two and announced them under the supervision of the other two referees: "I will now announce the diagnosis results, the diagnosis of player Fang Shaoyang is fox odor, and the diagnosis of player Park Jong-sang is that there is a lack of qi and blood, and fox odor." ”

"He added it after hearing Fang Shaoyang say that the fox smelled!" shouted dissatisfiedly from the people in the audience.

"This ...... We have no evidence that the fox odor was not diagnosed by Park Jong-sang himself, and he did not do anything that violated the rules of the competition, so his diagnosis is valid. ”

Although the referee thinks so in his heart, but the result is here, and he can't help it, after all, everything has to be evidenced.