"What is it?" Yan Murong blinked his eyes and asked Yan Murong with a look of curiosity.

"Uh--I guess it's the most basic thing in Chinese medicine." For Yan Minghua, a Chinese medicine idiot, Yan Murong tried her best to find some words that she could understand to describe it.

"Then why is he only better than one? Hope? Looking for what? Can you see a disease just by looking at it? Yan Minghua asked strangely.

"It stands to reason that you can." Yan Murong explained. "Generally, some patients will be invited to such competitions, and they are all with obvious disease characteristics."

"So amazing?"

"It's that amazing." Yan Murong said with a smile. "When traditional Chinese medicine diagnoses patients, it is indispensable to look at and ask questions, and this old guy only says that it is more difficult."

"Don't talk about that, look at me." Yan Minghua leaned his face next to Yan Murong and said eagerly. "What do you see?"

Yan Murong was startled, looking at the pretty face that was close at hand without a trace of flaw, and the little heart fluttered twice, and then tilted his head back.

"See what?"

"See if I'm sick?"

Yan Murong wanted to tell her that she was mentally ill, but considering the consequences of saying such things, he still gave up decisively.

"The heavenly court is full, the Yin Hall is shiny, and the complexion is ruddy, which is the light of great blessing." Yan Murong said seriously.

"Fuck off." After pinching the soft flesh on Yan Murong's waist, Yan Minghua said with an evil face. "Are you seeing a doctor or a fortune teller, and are you still shining? - I think you're going to have a bloody disaster today, believe it or not? ”

"Sister-in-law, don't make trouble, if you have something to say, I'll give you a prescription when you go back, so that you will stay young forever." Yan Murong hurriedly said.

"Really?"

"Really, really, more really, than real gold."

"That's pretty much it." After getting the benefits from Yan Murong, Yan Minghua could be regarded as stopping, and his pretty face smiled like a bright little red flower-

"Everyone." Zheng Yan pointed to the two dozen people who were brought in from outside and said. "These are patients, and the people who participate in the competition have to find out the symptoms from them, and prescribe the right medicine, we three old guys, and Minister Liang, even if they are judges, do you still have questions?"

After speaking, Zheng Yan swept around, and when he saw that no one was born, he said. "Okay, those who are willing to participate in the competition will stand in the middle."

As soon as the words fell, some students of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine stood up with a hula la.

Yan Murong also walked to the middle, but he was surprised to find that among these people who stood up, all of them were students from various Chinese medicine colleges, while none of the teachers who led the team and those Chinese medicine practitioners who had already become famous came out.

Seeing Zheng Wuming also walk in, Yan Murong understood.

His grandmother's, Yan Murong scolded secretly in his heart, now this world is really true, no matter what the game is, he can make a dark box operation.

Looking at this situation, the old fox of the Zheng family had already said hello, and his feelings were to push his grandson to that position.

What also surprised Yan Murong was that the two young people who came with Hua Peiyou and Li Boteng also walked out.

Seeing Yan Murong look over, the man wearing a casual short-sleeved shirt, a pair of black-framed glasses, and long hair tied into a small braid at the back of his head seemed to sense Yan Murong's eyes, turned his head to look at Yan Murong, opened his mouth and smiled at Yan Murong, then turned around and began to look at the patients who were taken to the middle of the venue by a middle-aged man.

"Very sharp reactions." Yan Murong thought with a smile.

This guy should be the one from the Hua family, right?

It's just that this guy's style is quite interesting, a pair of jeans that are full of mouths, just like turning out of the garbage heap, a pair of sneakers of different colors on his feet, and a short-sleeved casual shirt with pleats on the upper body.

Add to that pair of black-rimmed glasses and pigtails at the back of his head - if this guy walks down the street, he's 100 percent considered an artist, not a doctor.

However, the young man of the Li family, whether it was from his clothes or his movements when walking, showed a calm temperament.

"You are Yan Murong, I know you." After looking at the patient, the 'artist' of the Hua family, who was dressed in an alternative way, actually walked up to Yan Murong and greeted Yan Murong with a smile.

"You know me?" Yan Murong asked strangely, and at the same time, he began to guess in his heart what the situation was when this guy came up to greet him.

"That's right, I know you, haha, introduce yourself, my name is Hua Wrong." Hua Cuo laughed, shook the pigtail very artistically, and smiled. "Lately, there's been a lot of coverage on the streets -- I have to say, I'm impressed."

"It's just a name." Yan Murong said politely.

"You're too modest." Hua Wrong laughed. "Haven't you heard that? Excessive modesty is pride. ”

"Okay." Yan Murong shrugged his shoulders and said. "Then I'm not modest, you can praise me again."

"Uh-haha." Hua Cuo was stunned for a moment, and then as if he had heard some funny joke, he laughed for a while before he said. "You're interesting, it's so interesting, I like it."

"But I like women." Yan Murong looked at Hua Cuo with a strange expression and said.

"Don't get me wrong, I like women too, haha." Hua Cuo smiled without any concern and said. "It's just that I like your character very much--not as annoying as the stuffy ** of the Li family and the hypocrite of the Zheng family. What do you think? When do you have time to talk? ”

Yan Murong was a little surprised.

It looks like the Hua family, the Li family and the Zheng family seem to be wearing a pair of pants, right? But why did this flower mistake come to talk to him? And he also said that the kid of the Li family is stuffy**, and Zheng Wuming is a hypocrite?

He didn't know what kind of character that kid from the Li family was, but he agreed with Hua Cuo's evaluation of Zheng Wuming - that's right, Ya is a hypocrite.

It's just that Yan Murong couldn't figure out what the purpose of this kid was talking to him.

"No problem." After thinking about it, Yan Murong simply agreed.

Don't you want to talk to yourself?

It's awkward to talk to a man who dresses a little weirdly, but maybe you can get something out of his mouth.

"That's good." Hua Chou clapped his hands and said happily. "Then when this damn TCM seminar is over, let's find a place to talk again, and I'll go over first."

Looking at the little braid behind Hua Wrong's head that shook as he walked, the corners of Yan Murong's mouth pulled out a beautiful arc.

"This person is also very interesting."

ps: I forgot to update the auto-update again when I left at noon.,Sorry for updating so late.。 Now I don't know how to do it, the plane and train within three days have no tickets, by the way, I waited in the ticket hall of the train station for an afternoon, and I didn't wait for a refund, and I didn't come back until now.

I'm going to drive away tomorrow morning and night, and the update will be set up to update automatically. I'll set it up in advance.