Zhao Yuan did not participate in the cheers, but walked on stage and picked up the hospital's diagnostic case book to look through.

A few minutes later, Yang Jingbo, who had finished celebrating, and Chong Kagawa Zhenqi, who was smiling, and other Chinese medicine doctors said: "Today's first competition, Zhao Yuan won. It seems that your conspiracy and tricks are not in place enough, and they have not affected Zhao Yuan's performance. ”

Kagawa Maki's face was dark and ugly, but he had no way to refute it, so he could only respond: "Don't be too happy, there is still a competition of surgical techniques." ”

Yang Jingbo said proudly: "Zhao Yuan can win you in terms of medical treatment, and he can naturally win you more than surgical skills." ”

Kagawa Zhenqi said coldly: "Just now I was careless about the enemy, so Zhao Yuan had a chance. In the next surgical skills competition, I will do my best. You want to win me, no way!"

Yang Jingbo said with a smile: "You also said before that Zhao Yuan couldn't win against you in the consultation, what is the result?"

Kagawa Zhenqi snorted: "I don't have the power of my tongue with you!" Zhao Yuan, let's go and test the surgical technique now. ”

Zhao Yuan raised his head and was about to speak, but Maori Xiaoerlang rushed out and shouted excitedly: "Wait, don't be in a hurry to go." Zhao Yuan, you lost the bet with me. Now it's time for you to fulfill your gambling contract, kneel down and apologize to my Kampo doctor, and admit that Chinese medicine is not as good as Kampo medicine!"

Hearing this, everyone inside and outside the conference room was stunned.

Yang Jingbo even questioned directly: "Mr. Maori, are you mistaken? Zhao Yuan won the medical examination just now! You are the one who should fulfill the gambling contract! You should kneel down and shout at the Chinese medicine father." ”

Maori Xiaojiro was not angry, and said with a smile: "That's right, Zhao Yuan did win the medical competition, but he lost the bet with me! Because what I bet with Zhao Yuan on is whether he can diagnose all of them correctly." It's a pity that he got five diagnoses wrong, so he lost!"

Inside and outside the conference room, there was a sudden sound of discussion.

"Is that so?"

"That's right, what Mao Lijun gambled with that Zhao Yuan is indeed whether Zhao Yuan can diagnose all of them correctly!"

"So, is it really Maori-kun who won the bet?"

After making sure that Maori Xiaojiro didn't talk nonsense, the Chinese medicine doctor in the conference room all turned from sadness to joy and laughed.

"Haha, I didn't expect such a reversal plot to come, it's really happy!"

"Although Kagawa-kun failed to win against Zhao Yuan in the consultation, it is also a big breath for us to make Zhao Yuan kneel down and admit that Chinese medicine is not as good as Chinese medicine! ”

"Mao Lijun, you have made a great contribution to our Chinese medicine this time!"

Even Maki Kagawa, who had just lost for a while, was no longer depressed, and his face was full of schadenfreude.

On the contrary, Yang Jingbo and others, as well as netizens in the live broadcast room, fell from heaven to hell in an instant.

"What should I do? I don't really want to kneel down and apologize to the Chinese medicine doctor, and shout that Chinese medicine is not as good as the Chinese medicine doctor? But if you want to do this even if you win, it will be too aggrieved and too slap in the face!"

"Hey, Zhao Yuan shouldn't have made a bet with this Maori Xiaoerlang in the first place, but now he's stupid, right?"

"Isn't it? I don't know why he was so impulsive. ”

"You say, Zhao Yuan still has a way to turn things around?"

"The gambling contract has been made, how can it be reversed? The only way is to play tricks and deny ......"

Hearing everyone's exclamations and discussions, Maori Xiaoerlang became more and more happy and proud, and urged: "Zhao Yuan, what are you waiting for? Quickly kneel down and fulfill the gambling contract." Could it be that you want to repay your debts?"

"Of course I'm not going to pay my bills. Zhao Yuan was very calm, not in a hurry or panic at all, it seemed that he was not the one who lost the bet. "It's just that I didn't lose the bet between you and me, you are the one who loses!"

Mori Kojiro sneered: "I'm the one who lost? What are you kidding! You have misdiagnosed five patients, and you have not made all the diagnoses correct......

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Yuan: "The diagnosis I made is all right." It's not me that's wrong, it's this hospital. ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked.

It's not you who is wrong, it's the hospital? Damn, do you want to be so stubborn, do you want to be so domineering?

Without waiting for Maori Kojiro to speak, the director of this hospital, after listening to the translator's relay, questioned with a dark face: "Nonsense! The diagnosis results given by our hospital are all obtained after an all-round and systematic examination. Although I dare not say that there will never be misdiagnosis or missed diagnosis, how can it be more accurate than the diagnosis you make at a glance outside the ward?"

The dean spoke Japanese, Zhao Yuan couldn't understand it, so he turned his head and asked the bone girl, "What is this person talking about?"

The Bone Maiden immediately translated it for him.

After listening, Zhao Yuan smiled disdainfully, too lazy to talk nonsense, and said bluntly: "Is it me right or you right, it's very simple, you send someone to re-examine the patient, especially focusing on the identification of the two diagnostic results, don't you know the result?"

These words were translated into Japanese by the bone girl. After listening to this, the dean snorted coldly: "Okay, let's re-examine it, so that you don't have any excuses to find!"

In order to make the results of the diagnosis authoritative, the president not only sent experts from the hospital to re-diagnose, but also invited Yang Jingbo to join, so as not to be suspected of fraud.

During the time of waiting for the results, Zhao Yuan was very calm, and Han medicine doctors such as Maori Xiaojiro were very anxious. As for the netizens in the live broadcast room, they were even more anxious like ants on a hot pot, constantly sending barrage reminders: "Why hasn't the result come out yet?" "Whose diagnosis is correct?

More than an hour later, Yang Jingbo and the experts from the hospital returned to the conference room together.

The Japanese expert's expression was a little embarrassed, while Yang Jingbo's face was full of smiles. Seeing the difference in the expressions of the two sides, the hearts of the Chinese medicine doctors and the director of the hospital all sighed in unison.

Maori Kojiro rushed in front of them with an arrow and asked eagerly, "What is the result?"

Several experts looked at Maori Kojiro with sympathetic eyes and announced: "After re-examination, it is indeed our hospital that made the misdiagnosis. Zhao Yuan's diagnosis was correct, he didn't misdiagnose a single one, all the diagnoses were correct!"

This dramatic reversal result stunned everyone in the audience.

Maori Xiaojiro was even weaker and sat down on the ground.

At this moment, he clearly experienced the taste of going from heaven to hell.

When I woke up in the morning, I found that I had mumps, and the right side of my face was swollen like a pig's head...... I didn't expect that I would get this disease even when I was old, it seems that my physical age is still very young (proud face)

(End of chapter)