"Master, are these guys too full of food and have broken their brains? Otherwise, how could you come up with such a heartless format? Liang Shaokun said angrily.

"It's quite lacking." Yan Murong glanced at the competition rules that Sakazaki Dory had just sent over, and nodded approvingly.

Why are these little devils so lacking in heart? There are no groups, no referees, and the rules of the game are weirdly confusing.

"Go to the street to find a patient?" Dong Wuyan sneered. "It's the first time I've heard of this kind of competition, and those who are sick are either recuperating at home or going to the hospital, who is okay and sick or wandering in the streets? ――And the scoring criteria are also incomprehensible. ”

"I can understand this." Yan Murong pointed to the rules of the competition and said. "Minor illness, naturally it is a cold and fever, a medium illness - well, I don't know how they came up with this word, anyway, according to the literal meaning, it should be the kind that requires hospitalization, as for the serious illness, this is better understood, it is dying."

"According to this rule, if you look on the street, you can only find some people with minor diseases." Dong Wuyan said.

"Don't dwell on that." Yan Murong said with a smile. "It's me who competes, what are you two talking about, it says, the competition is divided into three days, this is only the first one, maybe the last two will not be so outrageous - this is an island country, but I am also a doctor. As a doctor, you can't pick patients. Besides, although the people who came to participate in the competition this time are of different nationalities, they are all Chinese medicine practitioners in China, which can be regarded as an advertisement for Chinese medicine for free, and it doesn't matter if you win or lose. ”

"You're pretty open." Seeing that Yan Murong didn't care, Dong Wuyan just pursed his lips and didn't say anything more.

"Master, what about me?" Liang Shaokun asked.

"You?" Yan Murong looked at Liang Shaokun, thought about it, and said. "The rules of the competition allow you to bring one to three assistants, and you can carry the medicine box and follow me tomorrow."

The night passed in a flash, and at eight o'clock the next day, Yan Murong and the three of them appeared in the lobby of the hotel on time, and after a while, Sakazaki Dory appeared in the hotel, and saw Yan Murong sitting on the sofa of the hotel waiting, so he walked over with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Yan, I've been waiting for a long time." Dolly Sakazaki bowed and said apologetically. "If you're ready, let's go."

"Didn't you say there would be a recorder with you?" Yan Murong asked suspiciously.

"I am." Dolly Sakazaki smiled. "Mr. Yan, I am honored to be your recorder."

"It's you." Yan Murong nodded and stood up from the sofa. "Let's go, I have nothing to prepare."

According to the rules of the competition, the first item is this incredible street consultation, and each participating representative will be followed by a recorder, every time a patient is found, the recorder will start to time, until the patient is successfully diagnosed and treated to leave, this time will be recorded, and then according to the number of people diagnosed and treated in a day, time, and condition to make statistics, who uses less time, more patients are diagnosed, and naturally the winner is the winner.

"Mr. Yan, where are you going?" Dolly Sakazaki asked.

"A place with a lot of people." Yan Murong said with a smile.

"A crowded place?" Dolly Sakazaki thought for a moment and said. "The closest to us is Tokyo Walking Street and Ginza Plaza, which are very crowded, but I don't think you should go there – I think the representatives of other countries should think the same way."

"It's fine." Yan Murong waved his hand. "There is competition and there is development, this sentence is very applicable, just go there."

Dolly Sakazaki stopped talking, beckoned a taxi, and the group of four ran towards Ginza Plaza.

This modern commercial plaza integrating shopping, leisure and entertainment is still as lively as ever, and in addition to locals, more tourists from abroad are people shuttling through the streets.

"That's it." Yan Murong's eyes swept around, and sure enough, as Sakazaki Dory said, there were indeed many representatives who participated in the competition dangling in the crowd, each looking for a patient, but Zheng Wuming and Li Yunxi didn't know where to run.

"Isn't Mr. Yan going to start yet?"

Looking at Yan Murong who was standing motionless, just her eyes were flying around, Dolly Sakazaki reminded her. "The game is from 9 a.m. to 5 p.m., with an hour's break at noon."

"There's no hurry." Yan Murong smiled, pointed to a breakfast stall selling hot dogs on the side of the street and said. "How much does it cost to rent a stall here for a day?"

"It should be around fifty dollars." Dolly Sakazaki asked puzzled. "Didn't Mr. Yan eat breakfast?"

"I've eaten it."

As he spoke, Yan Murong looked at Dong Wuyan and said. "Do you have any dollars on you?"

"Yes." Dong Wuyan took out his wallet and rummaged through it before he said. "It's only a hundred denominations."

"A hundred is a hundred, wait and eat two more hot dogs from him." Yan Murong took the money and did not go to buy a hot dog, but put the money in Dolly Sakazaki's hands.

"Mr. Yan, who are you?" Sakazaki Dolly looked at Franklin who was smiling at him in his hand, and his head was full of fog.

"See that stall?" Yan Murong pointed to the stall selling hot dogs and said. "Trouble Miss Sakazaki to help me rent his stall."

Hearing Yan Murong's words, several people instantly understood, is this guy planning to set up a stall on the street? But it's a good idea, and it's easier to get noticed than to hang around and set up a stall.

Soon, after Dolly Sakazaki said a few words to the middle-aged uncle who sold hot dogs, the uncle took the bill with a smile, and then quickly cleaned up his stall, and disappeared without a trace after a while.

"Alright, now we can get started." Yan Murong found a stool to sit behind the table, and after signaling Liang Shaokun to put all the things in the medicine box on the table, he beckoned to Dong Wuyan with a mysterious expression, and then whispered a few words in her ear.

"Is that okay?" Dong Wuyan looked at Yan Murong with a strange expression.

"Why not?" Yan Murong said with a smile. "I can't eat with thin skin, I can't eat enough with thick skin, they want to be embarrassed and I don't want to be ashamed, so I am destined to win today."

"Bastard, it's not you shouting." Dong Wuyan shouted angrily.

"I didn't say you should shout." Yan Murong pouted. "Well, don't I still have an apprentice? Give him ten minutes to teach him, if it really doesn't work, translate it in pinyin and write it down on a piece of paper, and let him shout it. ”