Volume 1 Nanzhou Fengyun Chapter 1142 The first round
However, if it does not resist, it is equivalent to acquiescing to the unfair behavior of the organizers.
It's a dilemma.
Zhang Chuanlin gritted his teeth and sat back, at this time he could only hope that his children could compete for some energy, and when it came to the second stage of the competition, only Mr. Ye was left, and even Mr. Ye was ......
Thinking of this, Zhang Chuanlin shook his head violently and drove away that terrible thought.
Similar to other types of knowledge competitions, the competition in the Physician Conference is a written test.
Nearly 100 contestants in the audience did the same question, and only the 32 with the highest score could advance to the second round.
More than 70 players will be eliminated, and the competition system is very cruel.
And Ping An Medical Center only heard the content and rules of the competition today, and there was no time to prepare, which undoubtedly fell into a great disadvantage.
"Damn, these bastards are targeting us!" Liu Yong said angrily.
Luo Tong sneered and said, "Hmph, I'm going to prove it to them, even if we are treated unfairly, we can still win!"
"That's right!"
The doctors of the Ping An Medical Center were in high spirits and marched into the arena with their heads held high.
But this written test did give Ye Liang a little headache.
The title of the paper published at the Longguo Physician Conference was all about Western medicine.
Ye Liang is good at traditional Chinese medicine, and he only knows a little about Western medicine.
Therefore, Ye Liang did a little difficult in this written test, and in the end, he only barely passed with a ranking of twenty-seven and entered the next round.
The person who won the championship is undoubtedly Shi Huanfeng.
After the scene, he immediately went to ask about the situation at the Ping An Medical Center.
Shi Huanfeng was slightly disappointed when he learned that Ye Liang had passed, and scolded angrily: "Those other thirty people are really a bunch of waste, not even a waste without a doctor's certificate!"
"You don't have to worry." Wu Yaoming patted Huang Kanghe on the shoulder and said with a smile: "This time it's just his luck, and when he enters the next round, we have a better chance of making him ugly."
Hearing this, Shi Huanfeng laughed fiercely, and his mood became extremely good.
This is the competition, and the loss of Ping An Medical Center is already very heavy.
Including Ye Liang, a total of eight people participated, only three people passed, and the other five people were between thirty-three and forty.
"Bastard, asshole!!" The eliminated doctor's eyes were red and he said, "If I give me a night to prepare, I will definitely be able to pass!"
"If we hadn't been targeted by them, we'd have survived!"
Ye Liang patted them on the shoulder helplessly, and after a few words of comfort, their emotions calmed down a little.
At the end of the game, the host announced that the next round of the competition would be three days later, and the content was alchemy.
Soon, only the people of the Holy Doctor Gate were left in the venue.
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in the hallway.
Wu Yaoming and Shi Huanfeng walked side by side.
At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps behind them, and the two looked back to see that it was the white referee, Simmons.
"Professor Simmons." Wu Yaoming's old face immediately squeezed out a smile: "Why are you in such a hurry......
"Master Wu!"
Simmons interrupted Wu Yaoming's words in broken Chinese: "What the hell are going on with those few southerners who appeared in the arena today!" Hear the words.
Wu Yaoming and Shi Huanfeng were stunned at the same time, and then Wu Yaoming smiled at Simmons and said, "Professor, don't worry, those people are just a scourge left over from me thirty years ago."
"With this doctor's conference, let's just solve it together today."
Simmons snorted coldly and said, "Master Wu, I hope you don't forget the agreement between us."
"If the Western Empire's goals are not achieved because of you, you should know the consequences!"
The man was cold, with fierce eyes, staring at Wu Yaoming in a cold sweat.
He trembled and nodded slightly, "Ming, understood!"
"I'll take care of it."
"I hope you'll do it yourself!"
After leaving this sentence behind, Simmons left alone.
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The three days passed quickly, and the physicians' conference entered the next stage, the alchemy competition.
The refining of drugs is a compulsory test for doctors to upgrade from level eight to level seven, although it is not a basic skill for doctors, but for these young handsome people, it is a necessary skill.
As a veteran fourth-level doctor, Zhang Chuanlin is best at refining medicine, and because of this, the doctors of Ping An Medical Center may not be as good as others in other places, but they have absolute confidence in refining medicine, and they will not doubt whether they can win.
Before leaving, Zhang Chuanlin advised: "You guys go this time, don't be rash, they, as the organizers, must have already figured out how to deal with us."
"Don't worry, old man." Luo Tong waved his arm and said, "Their group of villains, I would have slapped them in the face a long time ago, just the one named Shi Huanfeng, I must defeat him head-on, it can be considered happy!"