Chapter 407 is a failure!

Shen Shiqiu slowly walked to the center of the stage, whispered a few words to some other old guys who were also old, and then nodded slightly to the two of them.

One of the old men walked out with a smile on his face and said loudly: "The next competition will definitely surprise everyone." One of the participants is the recently famous little miracle doctor, Yang Yi. The medicine he developed to treat cancer is a bad breath for thousands of us who study Chinese medicine. We Chinese medicine can have such a grand event today, but we all have to thank him. ”

The old man said a lot of things, most of which were things that Yang Yi did in Kyoto. It seemed to be a compliment, but Yang Yi knew that this was a little careful thinking by Shen Shiqiu's old man.

Let the old man lift him up into heaven first, and then throw his grandson out. One is a well-known little miracle doctor, and the other is an unknown pawn with an unknown reputation. His grandson lost, and this is a matter of course, and there is nothing to be ashamed of. But if his grandson wins. That's amazing, it can beat the little miracle doctor, and the worst thing is better than the miracle doctor. At that time, the name of the Northeast Needle King is not yet known.

No matter how this is calculated, Shen Mo will not suffer.

Yang Yi secretly praised in his heart, this ginger is really old and spicy.

He has appeared a lot on TV, and most of the Chinese medicine practitioners who can come here have seen him on TV. Naturally, I also know him, so there is no need to make his identity clear. But now this old man is coming out like this. This is forcing Yang Yi to a dead end, this competition, he can only win, not lose.

If he wins, then everything he has done before is right, and if he loses, then he will become a person who sells his reputation. It's going to be poked in the back.

Thinking about it, Yang Yi felt a chill rise from his bones.

This damn old man is so fucking insidious. If I had known, I wouldn't have agreed.

A thin layer of cold sweat oozed from Yangyitou Mountain.

When the old man finished talking about a large list of things, almost most of the people's eyes were attracted. Even the reporters who shuttled through the crowd were attracted and snapped at Yang Yi's old face.

For a time, there was an endless stream of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners who bowed their hands to Yangyi.

Shen Mo's nose was crooked on the side. He is older than Yang Yi, but why is the gap so obvious?

The old man coughed heavily, and waited for the crowd to almost quiet down before he continued: "Everyone is so enthusiastic, then we must be looking forward to the wonderful prescription that Doctor Yang will give us." This is the referee of the competition, Shen Shiqiu, and Gu Yangyuan. ”

Shen Shiqiu hugged his fists at everyone, and did not forget to look at Yangyi deeply.

"I'm against it, I'm against it. Yang Yi hurriedly raised his hand. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Yang Yi smiled awkwardly and said, "Old Man Shen can't be a referee. Although Old Man Shen is upright and selfless. But this time it was his grandson, Shen Mo, who participated in the competition. If Old Man Shen were to be the referee, he would definitely fall into the hands of others. So I'm against it. ”

Everyone looked at each other and nodded their heads repeatedly.

Stinky boy, afraid that I would cheat, even said such a strange sound. Shen Shiqiu glared at Yang Yi and said loudly: "Although I, Shen Shiqiu, am not a famous doctor, I still have a little face in the industry. How could such a favoritism be possible? ”

This Shen Shiqiu's old face is estimated to be worth a lot of money, so no one spoke out against it.

Yang Yi sighed reluctantly, and said dissatisfiedly: "Since this is the case, then it is better when I haven't said anything." ”

The old man who spoke before glanced at Yang Yi and said loudly, "The competition begins!"

As soon as the old man's words fell, two people walked out from behind with an uncle who was about fifty years old. The uncle's face was a little pale, and he kept coughing as he walked.

The old man raised his hand slightly, and waited for all the voices below to be quiet, before he said slowly: "Now is the first link, diagnosing what disease the patient has." The time is ten minutes. ”

"Can I ask the patient?" asked Shen Mo cautiously.

The old man nodded and said, "No, as long as you can use it, you can use it." ”

Yang Yi raised his eyelids and glanced at the patient, already knowing it in his heart. It's just a tuberculosis patient.

Seeing Yang Yi standing motionless on the side, Shen Mo thought that Yang Yi had been stumped. The joy on his face flashed, and he walked up to the patient and observed it carefully. Then he asked a few more questions.

The underground people kept nodding at Shen Mo's performance, and the series of actions he made were indeed very consistent with an experienced Chinese medicine practitioner.

"I already know the answer. Shen Mo shouted loudly, glancing at Yang Yi defiantly as he spoke.

Yang Yihun glanced at Shen Mo absentmindedly, smiled at everyone present, and said, "I also have the answer." ”

The old man handed Yang Yi and Shen Mo a notebook each. smiled: "You will now write down your answers in this notebook, and then publish them together." ”

Yang Yi brushed down the answer on a piece of paper and handed it to the old man. The old man nodded slightly. Immediately put Shen Mo away, also with a smile on his face. I can't tell whose answer is right and whose answer is wrong.

The man paused, whetted everyone's appetite, and then laughed a few times and said loudly: "The correct answer is - tuberculosis." The answer given by No. 6 Shen Mo is - tuberculosis, and the answer given by No. 13 Yang Yi is - tuberculosis. ”

'Wow' everyone suddenly seemed to explode the pot, and Yang Yi's eyes were completely different.

Although tuberculosis is not very difficult to detect, but Yang Yi has been standing at a distance from beginning to end, and has not approached the patient at all, how could he know that this person is tuberculosis? If you judge it just by the coughing sound you heard before, it would be too rash.

God is known as far as he can see. Just this diagnosis alone, Yang Yi has stabilized Shen Mo's head.

Shen Mo's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver, glared at Yang Yi fiercely, and comforted himself in his heart: "This must be a coincidence, how would he know that it was tuberculosis if he didn't look at it? ”

Without waiting for the old man to speak, Shen Shiqiu couldn't sit still, glanced at Shen Mo lightly, and said loudly: "Shen Mo, how do you say you can tell that the patient is tuberculosis?"

Shen Mo paused slightly, organized his words, and said confidently: "The patient kept coughing when he first came out, which should be related to the lungs. I asked the uncle, and he told me that sometimes he coughed up blood, and that the uncle had a fever and night sweats. These fully indicate that this uncle has tuberculosis. ”

Shen Shiqiu nodded with satisfaction, he asked himself, even if it was him, he might not be worse than his grandson. Casting his eyes on Yang Yi's body, he smiled and said, "Doctor Yang, I don't know how you can see it?"

Damn, this old guy must have scolded Lao Tzu all over his body.

Yang Yi raised his head and smiled at Shen Shiqiu, and said slowly: "When this uncle left, he looked weak, and there was a dense layer of sweat on his forehead. The eyes are red, which should be a symptom of snooze, and there is another point, this uncle is thin, but his lower abdomen is slightly bulging, indicating that he has abdominal distention. These are enough to show that this is tuberculosis. ”

Yang Yi's words were conclusively reasonable, and everyone kept nodding. Compared with the points that Shen Mo said before, Yang Yi said more specific and intuitive. What's more, these are all observed through his eyes, not like Shen Mo at all, constantly walking to him, groping up and down, and asking carefully. In terms of this diagnostic method, Shen Mo fell behind.

Shen Mo's face was blue and white, although he was full of unwillingness, but he had to admit that Yang Yi was indeed more beautiful than him in this battle.

"Well, the diagnosis is a good thing. Here is the second level, the opening square. The old man said with a smile. It's like a Maitreya Buddha.

Shen Mo frowned and thought for a moment, then brushed and wrote on the paper, and Yang Yi paused for two minutes before starting to write.

After the two of them finished writing one after the other, the old man took the prescription of the two of them. Looking at Shen Mo's prescription, he said: "The prescription prescribed by Shen Mo on No. 6 is: Radix Radix 15g, Atractylodes macrocephalus 15g, Yam 3g, Poria Cocos 2g, Astragalus 3g, Ziheche 15g, Angelica Sinensis 15g, Deer Horn Gum 1g, Turtle Plate 12g, White Peony 12g, Bai Ji 3g, and Gong Lao Ye 12g. ”

Everyone exchanged heads and ears for a while, and they all agreed that the medicine was prescribed in a decent manner, and there was nothing wrong with it.

The old man nodded slightly, and then said: "Next is the prescription of No. 13 Yangyi: Cordyceps sinensis 12g, Hu Coptis 1g, Yinchai Hu 1g, Lily 3g, Shengdi 2g, Ophiopogon 12g, Platycodon 12g, Fritillary 12g, Angelica sinensis 12g. ”

The old man and Shen Shiqiu discussed in a low voice for a while, and finally the old man came out to speak, looked at Yang Yi with a smile, and then turned his head to look at Shen Mo. Said: "These two prescriptions are for tuberculosis, but the focus is slightly different, after our referee's agreement, we feel that these two prescriptions have the same effect, so the referee team believes that this game is considered a draw." ”

"I'm not convinced. The old man's words had just fallen. Shen Mo couldn't help it, he had already lost a game before, if he drew again, even if he won the last game, it could only be regarded as a draw. After a pause, he said, "I think the healing speed of my recipe is faster than Yang Yi's." ”

The old man's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said with a smile: "By the way, this really doesn't take into account, the healing speed of the first prescription is indeed much faster than the second one." Yangyi, what do you mean?"

"Speed?" Yang Yi raised his hand with a smile and said, "Old man, take a closer look, can this uncle's physical condition accept such a violent dose of medicine? Moreover, I don't agree with the prescription prescribed by Brother Shen. Let's not talk about whether his dose is large or not, just consider the actual situation. The clothes on this uncle's body knew at a glance that he was not a rich man. However, the price of a few herbs in his prescription is not ordinarily expensive. So, I think my prescription is better, what do you think?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it carefully, most of the medicines in the prescriptions he prescribed were herbs that could be dug up in the mountains, and the prices were not expensive. It just matches this uncle's situation. The crowd unconsciously erupted in warm applause.

Shen Mo's face was like ashes, and he was a complete defeat today. There is no need to go on this game. looked at Yang Yi with blank eyes, and muttered, "You won, you won." ”