"Master, isn't this a clear bully?" Liang Shaokun complained, muttering fragmented thoughts in his mouth. "Are these little devils stupid from the earthquake? Why are there always some inexplicable competitions? ―― The master is not on the apprentice? Damn, I don't know a single hair, how can I get on it? ”

Speaking of which, this second competition made Yan Murong quite surprised. The first item was strange enough, but the second one turned out to be even stranger. The rules of the competition are that the organizing committee arranges for the representatives of various countries to arrange 50 patients with different symptoms, different ages, and different genders to conduct on-site diagnosis, and prescribe medicines according to the patients' conditions, and whoever prescribes the most accurate prescription and treats the largest number of patients is the winner.

It's no wonder that Liang Shaokun complained. It's better to say if it's someone else, after all, the apprentices brought out are also a little successful, although they can't reach the level of these old men, after all, they have been in the industry for a long time, and the level is still there. It's just that Liang Shaokun can't do it, he has only followed Yan Murong for a few days? It is not much easier to let him practice medicine on his own without having all the acupuncture points in the human body be recognized, or rather, it is almost impossible to climb to the moon by following the beam of light of a flashlight.

"Master, you have something to say."

Seeing that Yan Murong always maintained a smile on his face, Liang Shaokun was anxious to scratch his heart and liver. "If you don't think of a way, we'll lose."

"What can I do?" Yan Murong shook his head. "The organizing committee stipulates that only apprentices can be allowed to go, and the master can't even guide."

"Then you really admit defeat like that?" Liang Shaokun asked reluctantly.

"And what do you want?" Yan Murong asked with a smile. "Why don't you go and talk to the organizing committee and let them change the rules of the competition?"

"Forget it." Liang Shaokun looked depressed. "If you give me a stethoscope, I can still make do with it and try it, if I take the pulse, I won't."

"Then admit defeat." Yan Murong always maintained a faint smile on his face, as if he didn't care about winning or losing at all.

But then again, he really doesn't care much about winning or losing the game. To put it bluntly, this kind of competition doesn't mean anything to him, and the only thing worth letting him participate in is that it can advertise Chinese medicine for free. When the goal is achieved, it doesn't matter if you win or lose.

"Doctor Yan Murong Yan, it's time for you to draw lots." Yamazaki Kato, who was sitting on the judges' seat, looked at Yan Murong and said expressionlessly. This bastard is really hateful, 50 million, 50 million, and it's still dollars, and the coffin he has saved for so many years has been lost, Yamazaki Kato thought distressedly, I hope that old guy from Matsumoto can pay it back.

"I give up." Yan Murong looked at Yamazaki Kato, shook his head and said.

Because Matsumoto Ichiro broke himself yesterday, the organizing committee temporarily found a judge, and similarly, he was also an old man who was fast entering the museum, and since he entered the conference room, he sat directly on the judges' seat, without saying a word, just looking at the information in his hand, until Yan Murong said to give up, then he raised his head and glanced at Yan Murong.

Abandon? Why did he give up?

Hearing Yan Murong's words, everyone was a little surprised, Yan Murong's performance was so strong yesterday, and today he actually gave up directly without even comparing, which is a bit unbelievable.

"Mr. Yan, why did you give up?" When Sakazaki Dolly heard Yan Murong's words, she ran over with an anxious face. "You shouldn't give up. You are so powerful, I think Mr. Liang should be very powerful. ”

Secretly glanced at the towering under Sakazaki Dolly's professional attire, Yan Murong understood, the sentence of big chest and no brain is really suitable for this woman.

If you are a good apprentice, you have to be powerful? Yan Murong really couldn't understand from which angle this woman was thinking about this question, how could she come up with such a strange answer?

"Are you really giving up?" Yamazaki Kato was stunned for a moment, and then a sarcastic smile hung on the corner of his mouth. "I thought Dr. Yan was so powerful, it turned out that the apprentice he taught didn't know anything."

Looking at Yamazaki Kato's unbeaten face, Yan Murong just chuckled twice, didn't say anything, nodded, and said affirmatively. "Yes, I give up."

"No, we didn't give up!"

Just when Yamazaki Kato was about to announce that Yan Murong had given up the game, the door of the conference room was pushed open from the outside, and then a young figure appeared at the door of the conference room and limped towards Yan Murong.

"Why are you here?" Yan Murong looked at Duan Chenxu and asked with a smile. "You should be in the hospital."

"I'm going to compete." Duan Chenxu didn't answer Yan Murong's question, his young face was full of determination. "Master, since you promised to accept me as an apprentice, then I should be qualified to participate in the competition, right?"

"Yes, yes." Yan Murong nodded. "Just, can you? If it doesn't work, it's better to just give up. ”

"I don't know." Duan Chenxu shook his head. "When I was a child, I studied Chinese medicine with my grandfather, although I have almost forgotten it now, but the foundation is still there - master, I can't promise you that you will win, but you shouldn't just give up, especially in this country."

"I didn't see that you were still an angry young man." Yan Murong smiled. "Well, since you want to compare, then go - remember, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, it's important to treat your patient, otherwise, if you can't diagnose it, you will give up immediately, and if you can't diagnose it, you can't prescribe a reasonable prescription - you are a doctor, don't joke with the patient's life."

"I remember." Duan Chenxu nodded seriously, and then, he turned around and looked at Yamazaki Kato and said. "Judge Yamazaki, I'll come this one." ――

"I found that I was born to serve people's lives."

Li Yunxi smiled wryly, put a bowl of freshly boiled millet porridge on the bedside table, looked at Zheng Wuming who was lying on the bed and looked up at the ceiling and said. "I have to serve my grandfather at home, and I have to serve you when I come out, come on, Brother Zheng, get up and drink porridge."

"Thank you." Zheng Wuming sat up, picked up the millet porridge that was still steaming on the bedside table, didn't blow it, just poured it into his mouth with a snort, then put the bowl on the bedside table, lay back on the bedside, and continued to study against the ceiling.

"Brother Zheng, this is not like you." Li Yunxi said with a smile. "How much is a pound of cheek? Anyway, it's something you can't see or touch, so why do you care so much? This game is about to start, you really don't want to go? ”

"I'm not going." Zheng Wuming shook his head, but his eyes never left the ceiling, and said softly.

"If you don't go, you won't go, it's just a name." Li Yunxi nodded.

As he was talking, there was a knock at the door, and after Li Yunxi shouted to please come in, a bodyguard in a black suit walked in, whispered a few words in Li Yunxi's ear, and waited until Li Yunxi nodded before turning around and leaving.

"Brother Zheng." Li Yunxi turned his head and looked at Zheng Wuming with a smile on his face. "Mitsui Hidetoshi is here."