Outside the medical stage, on the judges' bench.

Su He watched his son come to the end, not to mention how happy he was, after all, as a father, he always hopes that his son will become a dragon.

Sitting behind Su He were Ye Wuhuan and the others, who were also nervously watching the scene on the fighting table, but when they saw Cheng Donglin, who had come to the end at the same time, they were very unhappy in their hearts, of course, the dragon girl looked at Cheng Donglin's expression was a little complicated.

Ye Wuhuan was sitting behind Su He, "Senior Uncle Su, it seems that Senior Brother Su Feng has a strong opponent!" ”

"You mean Cheng Donglin?" Su He squinted at Cheng Donglin in the field, he naturally knew that Cheng Donglin was the best performer in this Fighting Medical Conference, so he also understood what Ye Wuhuan meant when he said that Cheng Donglin was Su Feng's rival.

Ye Wuhuan grinned and said, "That guy surnamed Cheng has performed well in the past few days, and even the president of the Chinese Medicine Association has a good eye for him, and he is the favorite to win the championship this time!" ”

Su He's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, and then said in a deep voice: "He can't win, his topic is from me, and I specially asked people to hand it to him to smoke, he will definitely not pass." ”

"Oh?"

Ye Wuhuan was slightly stunned, and then laughed proudly, these days he has not said bad things about Cheng Donglin in front of Su He, and Su He is a narrow-minded person, so in the past few days, Su He has hated Cheng Donglin.

And after the competition in the past few days, Cheng Donglin's voice was the highest, which made Su He feel a sense of crisis even more, so he dredged up the relationship and deliberately made a question of "hanging silk diagnosing pulse", and asked people to leave that question to Cheng Donglin.

Therefore, Su He has basically concluded that Donglin has no chance of winning in the end.

"The fighting doctor has begun!"

Today is the last day of the Jiangnan Fighting Medical Conference, and it is also an important moment to decide the champion, second and third runner-up, so when someone announced the start of the fighting doctor, everyone also boiled.

"Cheng Donglin, we support you!"

"Wow, Cheng Donglin is so handsome, I guess he will definitely win."

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In the past few days, Cheng Donglin has accumulated a lot of popularity, and some of the female disciples of the medical school have become fans of Cheng Donglin, and at this moment they are pulling up a banner for Cheng Donglin in the stands, and a group of people are shouting loudly.

"Sister Monnie, they are so enthusiastic, they already knew that we also prepared a banner for Brother Donglin or something." Tang Xin loves to join in the fun, so he is also excited at this time.

Fu Mengni and Bai Xiaolian smiled bitterly, they didn't want to mess around with Tang Xin.

"Look, Ma Mingyang did it first."

At this time, someone pointed to the field and exclaimed, and then everyone saw that Ma Mingyang in the field first approached the patient, and then carefully examined the patient.

After some inspection, he returned to his original position and picked up a pen to write something.

After Ma Mingyang, Lin Miao, the only woman among the four, also walked over, but the difference was that she didn't do all kinds of tests like Ma Mingyang, because the lottery requirements they drew were different, so the process of seeing a doctor was different, but there was also something in common, that is, they had to make a diagnosis of the disease in the end.

According to the order of the draw, everyone knew that Lin Miao would be followed by Su Feng, so after Lin Miao went back, all eyes fell on Su Feng's body, watching what he would do.

"Hey, why didn't he move?"

Everyone was expecting Su Feng to make a move, but surprisingly, Su Feng didn't move, after he glanced at the patient a few times, he began to write down the results he had come up with on paper, and looking at his confident appearance, he knew that he was already confident.

Everyone was amazed that they could make a diagnosis at a glance, and if the diagnosis was correct, then this guy was too powerful, right?

Because Su Feng's performance was so outstanding, many people who supported Cheng Donglin looked at him nervously, not knowing what kind of performance Cheng Donglin would have next.

Compared with the nervousness of the people around him, Cheng Donglin, who was in it, seemed calm and calm, only to see him take out his thousand needle box again and slowly put it on the table, such a magical medicine box has become the symbol of Cheng Donglin, so everyone saw him take out the thousand needle box, as if they felt that he would definitely win this game.

So, everyone began to shout loudly again.

Cheng Donglin looked thoughtfully at Su He on the judges' table, the eyes of the two sides docked, and then quickly moved away, "pop" With the sound, the thousand needle box opened again, and Cheng Donglin took out a dark thin thread folded and tied up, this thread was like a hair, and it was light to use.

"Can you please be quiet?"

Cheng Donglin raised his hand and signaled everyone to be quiet, and then everyone was very cooperative and quiet, and then Cheng Donglin said: "Thank you for your cooperation, but next, I also hope that everyone will calm down for a while, because what I want to show you is a suspensory pulse diagnosis." ”

"Huh?"

These people present are all people with a certain amount of medical knowledge, and they are no strangers to the word "suspensory pulse", but the question is, does he really know such a magical skill as suspensory diagnosing pulse?

Just when everyone was puzzled, Cheng Donglin had already taken action, and saw that he had one end of the black filament tied to the patient's wrist, while he sat on the seat, holding the silk with one hand, closing his eyes and feeling it quietly.

The people around looked at Cheng Donglin's movements, and naturally began to calm down, although many people felt that Cheng Donglin was just making a show, and it was impossible to feel the radial pulse through a silk thread, but everyone chose to calm down at this moment.

Can he really diagnose the patient's disease just by diagnosing the pulse through such a suspensory wire?

Two minutes later, Cheng Donglin also took back the line, and then wrote his answers on the paper, and the answers of the last four people were announced, Su Feng, Ma Mingyang and Lin Miao's answers were all the same, and they all wrote five big words of myasthenia gravis.

However, Cheng Donglin's answer was different from the three of them, only to see that his paper was written in four capital letters of "sBma", when the judges saw his answer, two of the judges stood up even more excitedly, could it be that his suspensory pulse diagnosis is real? Because among the four people, only Cheng Donglin's answer is correct, "sBma" is the abbreviation of spinal bulbar muscular atrophy, also known as Kennedy's disease, which is a rare disease in the world, once suffering from this disease, there are basically not many years to live, so the patient will show such a look.

Originally, only one person was needed to go out of such a game, and the rest would compete for the championship, second and third place, but now that the three people answered incorrectly, Cheng Donglin became the only winner.