247 The Strongman Is Hard (2)

However, before he could feel the ecstasy in his palms, he suddenly felt a piercing pain in his elbows.

"Ahh——!!hh

Startled the other examiners in the room.

Everyone turned around, and then they were surprised to find that Deng Hongfeng's hands were hanging down softly.

The elbow seemed to be broken by force.

The intense pain made Deng Hongfeng's horse face twist together, looking extremely hideous and funny.

This...... What the hell is going on?

"Ah, help! Help! What are you fools doing......? Come and treat me...... Ahhh

The examiners of the Xuanyi Pavilion came back to their senses and hurriedly rushed up to check Deng Hongfeng's injuries.

The injury does not appear to be serious, but it is a dislocation.

Each of the examiners in the Xuan Yi Pavilion had superb medical skills, so the dislocated elbow was quickly connected.

But the pain in it made Deng Hongfeng let out a miserable howl.

By the time the treatment was over, he was covered in cold sweat.

Stared at Mu Yan's gaze, as if he was about to kill, "Slut, what did you do to me?!"

Mu Yan showed an innocent smile and said slowly: "This doctor said that he was laughing, I just stood here without even raising my hand, what can I do?"

"By the way, a lot of time has been wasted, may I ask, can the formal examination of senior doctors begin?"

Deng Hongfeng glared at her fiercely, as if he wanted to see some flaws in her.

But no matter how you look at it, all you see in front of you is just a delicate and weak girl.

How could a girl of eighteen or nineteen break her hand without even moving her hand?

He's an ancient martial artist at the pinnacle of the Xuan level!

But if it weren't for her, who would have done it?

was stirred up like this, where did Deng Hongfeng still have those color hearts.

He just wants to kick this evil woman out now, and he must not let her become a senior doctor and step on his head.

"Okay, I'd like to see what qualifications you have to become a senior physician in my Xuanyi Pavilion. ”

After speaking, Deng Hongfeng raised his hand and wanted to applaud, but felt a sharp pain in his joints.

I had to put it down, gritted my teeth and said, "Bring me all the patients." ”

At the sound of the order, ten men, women, and children were soon brought in.

Pai Pai stood in front of Mu Yan.

Mu Yan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

These men, women, and children, just by looking at their faces, know that they have symptoms.

The assessment of the junior physicians of the Xuanyi Pavilion is dialectical treatment.

But only one patient needs to be treated.

The assessment of intermediate physicians is a little more difficult, but it only needs to dialectically and treat three patients at the same time.

Unexpectedly, the assessment of senior physicians turned out to be ten patients directly?

But what about ten?

Could it be that she can't be cured?

Mu Yan was about to go up to check the pulse, but he heard Deng Hongfeng sneer.

"Senior Physicians, even in the Xuanyi Pavilion in the entire Yanwu Continent, there are only three or five. ”

"If you want to pass the senior doctor's assessment, you have to at least show some skills. These ten patients, I want you to be able to see them within an hour, not to diagnose their pulse, not to ask questions, not to approach, and then judge their symptoms and give them an effective treatment plan!"

Mu Yan was stunned and frowned slightly.

Looking and hearing and asking, only allow her to "look", and she will have dialectical treatment?

Zhang Mingkun stood up abruptly and said, "Doctor Deng, this is not in line with what we discussed at the beginning!