Yan Murong's words made everyone suddenly realize.

It turned out that this is how he judged that the man was not sick.

Liang Zhengtao smiled, nodded with satisfaction, and said. "Murong, I have to admire you for observing so carefully."

"Coincidentally, this time it's a pure coincidence." Yan Murong said embarrassedly. "If I hadn't had something like this happening to me, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to tell."

"It's no coincidence." Liang Zhengtao shook his head and said. "As a Chinese medicine practitioner, you can observe so carefully, this is the responsibility of the patient."

Liang Zhengtao's words were unintentional, but Zheng Yan's faces were indeed a little unsightly.

How does that sound like a curse on them?

Only Hua Cuo was full of energy and stretched out his thumb to Yan Murong.

Liang Zhengtao asked only after the patients who were invited had taken their prescriptions and withdrawn. "Elder Zheng, are there any other competitions?"

"Yes." Zheng Yan nodded and said. "Every TCM seminar, in addition to diagnosis, is on-site treatment and medicine."

Liang Zhengtao nodded, and he also agreed with these three competitions.

As a qualified Chinese medicine practitioner, you must be proficient in diagnosis, medicine and treatment.

Traditional Chinese medicine is not the same as Western medicine.

If Western medicine is theoretical, then Chinese medicine is practical.

Western medicine can rely on a variety of instruments to carry out treatment, while Chinese medicine, whether it is grasping medicine or treatment, all rely on the doctor himself.

In fact, it is very simple to compare and catch medicine, and after Zheng Yan finished speaking, he asked someone to carry a large medicine box.

"Is there anyone else attending?" Zheng Yan looked at the students of the major colleges of traditional Chinese medicine around him and asked.

The crowd began to shake their heads.

They don't want to go up and be embarrassed anymore.

Grasping medicine seems simple, but it is not simple.

Nowadays, some traditional Chinese medicine doctors rely on the weighing pan to accurately proportion, but when this competition, it is completely manual, and the comparison is who grasps the medicine accurately.

"Since no one is here, let's get started with the four of you." As he spoke, Zheng Yan took out four chapters of prescriptions and distributed them to the four of them.

This is not difficult for Yan Murong.

When he followed the old man to practice medicine, at the beginning, it was the old man who treated and saved people, and it was Yan Murong who did the chores.

For a long time, Yan Murong carried a big bamboo basket behind him, in addition to pots and pans, like a little girl picking mushrooms - the bamboo basket was filled with all kinds of medicinal herbs.

Of course, the old man would not give Yan Murong a scale, so every time the old man asked Yan Murong to grab the medicine after treatment, Yan Murong would grab the medicine manually.

At the beginning, Yan Murong always lacked two catties of medicine to catch out, and the old man didn't mind. After grabbing all the medicine for Yan Murong, he will be punished to squat.

This squat is three years, but after three years, Yan Murong will not be punished again. Even if you can't get it right, at least the gap will not exceed one gram.

However, looking at the prescription in his hand, Yan Murong was a little puzzled.

This is just a prescription for pharyngitis, and it is very simple.

Without thinking much about it, Yan Murong walked to the medicine box and began to grab the medicine.

15 grams of honeysuckle, 20 grams of bellflower, 10 grams of licorice, 10 grams of tangerine peel, 15 grams of green fruit.

Soon, the tray in Yan Murong's hand was full of medicinal herbs.

Similarly, Zheng Wuming's movements were also very fast, and they were all completed in less than a minute.

After Yan Murong and the others put the medicine on the table, the three old men got a scales and began to weigh the medicinal materials.

This competition didn't consume much time, and the time for Yan Murong and the four of them to grab the medicine was useless for even a minute, if it was time-consuming, it was just a few people who carried the medicine box in some time.

Soon, the results were already in.

"Let me tell you the results." Zheng Yan looked at the four of them and said. "The prescription I gave you is the same, it is the prescription for treating pharyngitis - the flower is wrong, the honeysuckle is one gram less, the bellflower is 0.5 grams less, the licorice is correct, the tangerine peel is correct, and the green fruit is 0.5 grams more."

"Li Yunxi, there is one more honeysuckle, the bellflower is correct, the licorice is correct, the tangerine peel is correct, and the green fruit is correct."

"Zheng Wuming, that's exactly right." Zheng Yan glanced at his grandson and said approvingly.

Yan Murong was also stunned, he didn't expect that Zheng Wuming's kung fu was also very good.

"Yan Murong-" Zheng Yan looked at Yan Murong, but after only calling out his name, he suddenly stopped.

Yan Murong didn't speak, just looked at Zheng Yan quietly, looking at what he wanted to say.

"Yan Murong." After stopping for a long time, Zheng Yan said. "You have less medicine."

As soon as Zheng Yan's voice fell, everyone was in an uproar.

Damn, I saw that this kid was very powerful just now, how can he catch a medicine and have less of everything?

Many people began to talk about it, it was really because Yan Murong had been too popular recently, but today's performance in catching medicine was really inconsistent with the reports on him on TV and newspapers.

What did the media say about him? The media said that he was a little miracle doctor.

Damn, have you ever seen a miracle doctor who can still catch a short catty or two pounds when he grabs medicine? If it's not accurate, it's that he really didn't get it right.

"So, I announce." Zheng Yan said loudly. "This drug-grabbing competition is Zheng Wuming-"

"Wait." Yan Murong suddenly shouted out, interrupting Zheng Yan's words.

"What do you want to do?" Zheng Yan frowned and looked at Yan Murong and said. This kid, just now said that it was rude to interject when others were talking, why did he forget it so quickly?

"I didn't lose." Yan Murong said lightly.

"You didn't lose? Haha, that's interesting. Zheng Yan suddenly laughed, pointed to the medicinal herbs in Yan Murong's tray, and said. The prescription I gave you is clearly written, but the medicine you grabbed is short of two pounds - or you will weigh it yourself? ”

"No, you don't." Yan Murong waved his hand and said. "I know that the medicine I grabbed by myself is 2 grams less except for the bellflower that is 5 grams less - the prescription does not explain the patient's symptoms, and everyone's symptoms are mild or severe, so I only take the medicine according to the mildest symptoms."

"It's a competition." Zheng Yan didn't listen to Yan Murong's explanation, and said in a deep voice. "The prescription I gave you has been clearly written - it must be a competition, then you have to follow the rules, you can't do it like this."

Yan Murong was stunned, why did he become a Hu himself? Even idiots know that if the illness is mild and take less medicine, and if the illness is serious, take more medicine, and if the illness is mild, I am afraid that it will cause side effects.

Damn, Yan Murong secretly scolded in his heart, this grandmother is shady, naked ~ naked ~ naked shady.

ps: Long night in the hospital to take care of grandma,Use your mobile phone to look at the website,I found that the automatic update was not updated.,I rushed to the Internet café.,The two chapters were sent together.,The update was set from the beginning.,It's still five o'clock in the afternoon.。