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The audience stretched their necks to watch, most of them hoped for a miracle, but some people did not report any hope.

Twenty minutes slower than others, even if all of them are diagnosed, the other party has a time advantage over you.

There was a small group in the auditorium, a cheerleading squad of more than 30 Koreans. One by one, these people stood up excitedly, waving their flags and shouting slogans, shouting slogans in Korean, and they didn't know what they were shouting.

"Our Korean medicine in the Republic of Korea is the orthodoxy of the world, and Chinese medicine has long since declined!"

"Kim Jimin is really powerful, and Mentor Choi so-jong is also very good! The Chinese are weak!"

A few international students talked loudly in Chinese, without paying any attention to the Chinese next to them. Several Chinese had anger in their eyes, but their skills were inferior, and they could only glare at them fiercely without speaking.

At this time, the referee waved his hand, and the audience immediately fell silent, and the Koreans stopped shouting, but they were still standing, with excitement on their faces, as if they were about to wait for the referee to say the winner, and they were about to wave their flags and shout again.

"The first game, diagnosis, winner, Zhao Mengdie of the Chinese medicine team!"

The referee's voice resounded throughout the audience!

However, for a full ten seconds after the referee's voice hit the ground, the entire stadium fell silent.

The smile on the face of the South Korean stiffened, then to disbelief, and finally to reluctance and anger. The Chinese were stunned at first, then their faces showed ecstasy, and finally the audience stood up and cheered, and the applause and shouts flooded the entire venue.

Jin Jimin originally looked at Zhao Mengdie with slanted eyes, her face was proud, these five patients were all minor problems, but the Chinese turned in the diagnosis report twenty minutes later than herself, from this point on, she felt that she had won the battle.

However, when the referee's voice landed, the smile on her face turned to a look of consternation.

"This, this can't be!" shouted Kim Jimin, unwilling to accept such a verdict at all.

"Oriental medicine player, please pay attention to your actions and words, the verdict is determined by the ten judges, and there is no mistake. The referee who read out the results had a straight face, looked at Kim Jimin who was crazy, and said in a deep voice.

At this time, Zhao Mengdie on the side also had a smile on her face, but she was very excited, although she defeated the Korean player, she felt that she still had a long way to go, compared to the teacher, she was really nothing, a small victory was nothing to be proud of.

"Oh my God! Teacher, teacher, we actually won! This, this, the Koreans must have misdiagnosed, otherwise we would not have won!" Zhou Jiadong was also stunned after hearing the result, and then jumped up excitedly, shouting again and again.

Du Xiyao on the side also widened her beautiful eyes, this time she didn't look at Zhao Mengdie, but looked at Jiang Yi who was smiling all the time beside her. At this moment, she felt that Jiang Yi was unfathomable again......

"Why are you so excited, remember, you have to be able to calm down when you encounter anything! Look at Mengdie, people are not as excited as you as an audience when they win, this is to be determined! Learn more!" Jiang Yi said angrily.

This Zhou Jiadong has talent, but he just can't hold his breath.

"Yes, yes, teacher, I remember, I must be calm, it's just that this is too surprising, Mengdie should lose, how could that Korean misdiagnose?" Zhou Jiadong looked at Jiang Yi and asked again and again.

"Just listen to what the referee says?" Jiang Yi said with a smile behind his back.

At this time, the referee finally explained the reason.

"Five patients, your diagnosis is that you misdiagnosed two cases, but Zhao Mengdie was all diagnosed, and Zhao Mengdie deserved to win. The referee's voice was heard throughout the stadium.

At this time, two diagnostic reports appeared on the big screen, which were Zhao Mengdie and Jin Zhimin.

Among them, in the diagnosis results of the fourth and fifth cases, Kim Jimin was all misdiagnosed!

In the fourth case, Kim Ji-min's diagnosis was that the patient had bronchitis, while Zhao's diagnosis was exercise-induced asthma.

In the fifth case, Jin Zhimin's diagnosis concluded that the patient suffered from depression, while Zhao Mengdie's diagnosis was hypothyroidism, which is often referred to as hypothyroidism.

Bronchitis and athletic asthma, depression and hypothyroidism all have very similar conditions, but they are also different.

During the diagnosis process, the patient must be asked in detail about the cause of the disease and the specific symptoms in order to determine which disease is actually suffering.

In the diagnosis process of the two, Jin Zhimin obviously wanted to surpass Zhao Mengdie in time, so he did very little to "ask" in the diagnosis room, and basically determined the other party's illness in only three or two sentences.

On the other hand, Zhao Mengdie, she spent a lot of time on "asking", asking about the symptoms of the patient's illness and even his eating habits, and it was precisely because of her careful and serious inquiry that the patient's symptoms were finally determined.

Looking at the results on the big screen in a daze, Kim Jimin walked off the field a little dejected. She never thought that she would lose to the Chinese, let alone lose so badly!

The stadium was filled with cheers, but the South Koreans sat down indignantly, with no flags raised or slogans shouted.

"Teacher!"

As soon as Zhao Mengdie walked out of the arena, she saw Jiang Yi like a milk swallow returning to the nest, crying and threw herself into Jiang Yi's arms.

Jiang Yi smiled and hugged such a big beauty, and Zhou Jiadong on the side was envious.

"Okay, why are you crying after all the wins. Jiang Yi said with a smile.

"Yes, Mengdie, look at you, why are you crying like this, let me see if the makeup is on. Zhou Jiadong looked concerned and went up, wanting to squeeze Jiang Yi out of the way and go up by himself.

Zhao Mengdie's face was slightly red, she left Jiang Yi's embrace, and turned her face to give Zhou Jiadong a word - get out!

Zhou Jiadong is thick-skinned, and he is not blushing at all when he is reprimanded by a beautiful woman like this.

"Alright, stop playing hooligan, it's your turn in the second game. Remember, you have to be calm! Don't be too nervous, just give full play to your due strength!" Jiang Yi repeatedly admonished.

For Zhao Mengdie and Jiang Shuying, Jiang Yi is more assured. The two girls are the kind of people who can sink down, and they can not be chaotic in case of trouble, but Zhou Jiadong can't.

However, fortunately, Jiang Yi let him train in the clinic for so many days, and his psychological quality has improved a lot.

However, whether he can adapt to it after finally playing is not something that Jiang Yi can predict.

In the second scene, five patients were replaced by ten wooden figures.

Seeing the wooden man, Zhou Jiadong's eyes couldn't help but light up. These ten wooden figures are exactly the same as the wooden figures that Jiang Yi prepared for him when he set up the ring, they are all the kind with sensors on their bodies, and the strength and depth of each needle will be transmitted to the computer, and the computer will give an objective and fair score.

"Did you already know that this kind of high-tech wooden figure would be used in acupuncture competitions, so you set up a ring for Zhou Jiadong to let him adapt in advance?" Off the field, Du Xiyao also looked at the high-tech wooden figures on the stage with some surprise, leaned over to Jiang Yi's side, and asked in a low voice.

"Have you forgotten that I can pinch it?" Jiang Yi turned his head and grinned at her, revealing his snow-white teeth.

"Divine stick!" Du Xiyao snorted disdainfully.

On the playing field, Yin Junhe and Zhou Jiadong stood in front of five wooden people respectively.

In the first round, Zhao Mengdie had already diagnosed the symptoms of five patients, and now in the second round, Yin Junhe and Zhou Jiadong are going to use this high-tech wooden figure as the experimental object and let them treat those five patients with acupuncture!

There are five diseases, one for each wooden person.

In an hour's time, the two of them have to complete all the acupuncture, and if they overtime, they will automatically fail. If both have been done within an hour, the final outcome is based on a computer-generated score.

The one with the highest score wins, and the one with the lowest score loses!

Zhou Jiadong rubbed his palms and glanced at Yin Junhe beside him, and Yin Junhe also glanced at Zhou Jiadong at this time.

With a hint of arrogance in his eyes, it seems that Koreans have this kind of arrogance, even if they lose the first game, they still don't take Chinese medicine seriously!