This time, Ji Jiadong's pulse lasted longer than usual, first, this is a medical skill competition, which is related to the reputation of the Ji family; Second, the young woman's condition was indeed complicated, and he had to take it seriously.

From the time the young woman sat down to the time she left, Ji Jiadong never communicated with her from beginning to end, and most of the time he closed his eyes and pondered, and he didn't look at her directly.

After Ji Jiadong passed the pulse, Cui Liangying led the young woman to Murong's gentle consultation table.

Seeing the young woman's nervous sweating, Murong Gentle and pretty face showed a woman's unique gentleness, smiled and said softly, "Ms. Wang, please take a seat." ”

The young woman sat down nervously, wiped the sweat droplets on her forehead with both hands, and said timidly: "Miss Murong, please help me take the pulse carefully." ”

"Ms. Wang, why do you say that?" Murong Gentle asked curiously with a pair of big shining eyes. Taking advantage of the time he spoke, he carefully observed his facial features, eyes, tongue, nose and other facial features.

The young woman sneered and said, "Miss Murong, I'm not afraid of your jokes, I have admired the medical skills of the Murong family for a long time, but because of the poverty of my family, I don't have the money to see a doctor." ”

Don't have money to see a doctor? Isn't this saying that the threshold of the Murong family is too high? Murong was so embarrassed that her face was almost flushed, so she had to stagger the topic and answer, "Ms. Wang, please rest assured. 'Be responsible for the patient', this is the ancestral motto of our Murong family. Please stretch out your left hand, and I will give you the pulse first. ”

"Well, thank you." Seeing this, the young woman also felt that her words were too abrupt, so she closed her mouth in amusement, and stretched out her left hand and placed it on the treatment table.

Murong gently stretched out Qianqiansu's hand and put it on her wrist, calming her mind and feeling the faint beating of her pulse.

Soon, Murong Wenrou let go of the young woman's wrist and nodded at Cui Liangying, who was standing beside her with a curious expression.

Cui Liangying's gaze looked back and forth between Murong Gentle and Ji Jiadong, and asked, "Miss Murong, Mr. Ji, is there anything else you two need to ask this Ms. Wang?" ”

"Nope."

"Nope."

Murong Wenrou and Ji Jiadong replied in unison.

"Okay then." Cui Liangying smiled, a pair of seductive peach blossom eyes were shining, "For the fairness of this medical skill competition, please write your diagnosis results on paper." ”

At this time, the hostess presented the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone that had been prepared in advance.

Looking at the "Four Treasures of the Study" presented by Miss Etiquette, Ji Jiadong's face was red, and his heart was stunned. He whispered to the hostess, who was waiting, "This young lady, can you get me a ballpoint pen?" ”

In recent years, the word "Miss" has lost its original charm, and it is not possible to call women casually.

Yes, she's Miss Manners, but you can't call her "Miss". Just like a woman, if you call her "Miss Chen" and "Miss", the meaning between the two may be diametrically opposed.

The tall lady just glanced down at Ji Jiadong with flattering eyes, pretending not to hear anything, smiling, and looking directly at the audience below.

After Murong gently said "thank you" to Miss Etiquette, he rolled up the sleeve of his right hand, picked up the sheep hair on the table, dipped it in ready-made ink, and began to write on the white tissue.

Because he had already typed the draft, Murong Wen wrote quickly, but he had already written the diagnosis in a minute. After arranging the sheep hair as it was, she pursed her delicate and ruddy cherry lips slightly, looked at the medical certificate she had just written, sighed softly, and waited until the handwriting was completely dry, and then handed it to the hostess who was waiting on the side.

Seeing that Murong Wenrou had already submitted the medical certificate, Ji Jiadong was as anxious as a fish jumping on the shore, fidgeting and sweating, but he was almost not jumping around.

The beautiful anchor Cui Liangying is not only exquisite, but also has a pair of charming eyes. In the autumn waves, she noticed Ji Jiadong's abnormality, she walked over and asked with a smile, "Mr. Ji, what's wrong with you?" ”

Although it is difficult to speak, Ji Jiadong can't care so much at this time. A person's face is very important, but if it is compared with the face of the Ji family, it is insignificant.

As if grasping a life-saving straw, Ji Jiadong begged: "Beauty, can you help me change a water-based pen?" ”

Cui Liangying asked with a smile, "What's wrong?" This brush is not easy to use? ”

"No...... No. Ji Jiadong blushed and said embarrassedly, "I'm not very used to it...... Accustomed to using a brush. ”

"Oh, that's right. This was a mistake in our work, and we didn't expect Mr. Ji to be unaccustomed to using a brush. Cui Liangying is still smiling, how can she admit her mistake at all?

"However, we only prepared brushes, not water-based pens." Cui Liangying frowned and trimmed her eyebrows, looking embarrassed.

She suddenly walked to the edge of the stage and asked the audience below, "Which audience friend has a water-based pen on him, and he lent it to Mr. Ji?" ”

"Haha......"

The crowd erupted in shocking laughter, was it banter, or was it fun?

Every scene was filmed by the TV station's film crew. Ji Jiadong's glorious image has also accompanied TV into thousands of households in Sioux City.

Ji Guodong, who was hiding in the office to watch the broadcast of the competition, was so angry that he slammed the remote control in his hand into the TV, and scolded: "This old Yu is really a fool who 'has not achieved enough things and has more than enough failures'!" ”

It's no wonder that Mayor Ji is so angry! I sent you to the live broadcast to take advantage of this opportunity to promote the beautiful image of the Ji family. It's good that you even broadcast this kind of shameful thing, where does the Ji family's face exist?

I have to say that most Chinese people still have a sense of justice. When they learned that the lovely Dr. Ji was almost stranded because he couldn't use a brush, the diagnosis was almost stranded, and they all sighed with emotion. There is a pen to throw a pen, and there is no pen to whistle.

For a time, the whistles came and went, resounding through the sky; Ballpoint pens, water-based pens, fountain pens...... Like a dark cloud pressing down on the city, the black pressure rushed towards the stage.

"Haha...... Here comes the pen, Dr. Ji. ”

"Doctor Ji, come and pick up the pen, hehe, it's free."

Cui Liangying, the beautiful anchor standing in front of the stage, bore the brunt, she is a weak woman, where can she dodge? His body was hit by various flying pens one after another.

Frightened, she screamed: "I have my own pen, you are mistaken, it is Dr. Ji who has no pen." ”

Some of the people in the crowd like YY's change... When he heard this, he couldn't help laughing, and joked loudly: "Beauty, make no mistake, I know you have a pen." ”

After a while, there were all kinds of pens lying on the stage, probably hundreds!