"I'm sure you'll be taught the lesson you deserve. ”

Chu Yun pursed his lips and ignored him.

The more you pay attention to this kind of jumping clown, the more excited he becomes.

Immediately, the referees of both sides began to read out the rules of the competition.

"We've got twenty questions, and they're all here!" the referee held up the notes in his hand one by one to show justice, and then stuffed them into the ball and threw them into a lottery-like wheel.

"Now that all the questions are in this jar, we will immediately grab a ball for the first game!"

With that, he spun vigorously a few times, and the ball spun rapidly inside, and then a small plastic ball fell.

A note was held up by him, with the content of the competition written on it.

"Diagnosis!"

The person with good eyes was the first to see the contents of the paper.

"What does that mean?"

"Is it just a simple diagnosis of symptoms?"

Everyone in the room began to discuss in low voices.

Xiao Yun and Liu Feihong also breathed a sigh of relief, they had both seen Chu Yun's medical skills, and this project was estimated to be the easiest in the venue.

"Someone, push the patient up!" the referee said.

Soon, the person in the wheelchair was an elderly man who did not show any symptoms from his appearance.

"This person is a patient that we just randomly selected in the hospital. The referee said: "He went to the hospital for a headache, where his condition has been diagnosed, but he does not know his condition yet." ”

"His diagnosis is in our hands, all you have to do is to judge the patient's condition, and then prescribe a response, and we will judge the winner based on your results. ”

As soon as these words came out, there was a lot of discussion at the scene.

It's a simple competition, but it's also complicated.

Because there are too many similar conditions, a little mistake is a millimeter of difference.

Breaking the disease is also a test of the ability to be a healer.

"Are you all ready? The referee asked.

"Alright. Chu Yun nodded casually.

"Hmm!" Cheng Zhichang looked like he was winning.

"I announce! The first game starts now, there is Huaxia doctor Chu Yun against cold doctor Cheng Zhichang, this game is half an hour, please start diagnosing the two!"

As soon as the words ended, the referee pressed the timer.

"You came from afar, you are a guest, you come first. Chu Yun smiled and made a gesture of please.

"Hmph!" Cheng Zhichang snorted coldly, stepped forward unceremoniously, put his hand on the old man's pulse, and changed his other hand after a while.

"My teacher, Park Duan Cho, has been passed down from generation to generation and is very famous throughout Goryeo. Cheng Zhichang said in a low voice: "Even if it is put in Huaxia, it is a must, and you are looking for death if you try your medical skills with me!"

"Your medical skills are mainly based on traditional medicine and Indian medicine. Chu Yun sneered coldly: "In the final analysis, your treatment methods basically belong to the category of traditional Chinese medicine, and none of your cold medicine methods were stolen from Chinese traditional Chinese medicine." ”

"A thief is shouting in front of his master, I have seen a shameless person, but I have never seen a shameless person like you. ”

"You're talking nonsense! It's obvious that our cold doctors have passed on the medical skills to your Huaxia, and you are just our branch!" Cheng Zhichang said angrily: "You'd better apologize for your words now, otherwise I won't spare you!"

"Traditional Chinese medicine has been transmitted to Korea since ancient times, and then it has been called Eastern medicine or Chinese medicine in Korea. Chu Yun sneered: "No matter how your diagnosis and treatment methods change, they can't be changed, it's a fact that the cold doctor is from Huaxia." ”

"It's not that you can change it by reversing black and white a few times, so I suggest that you still care about the patient in front of you first. ”

After Chu Yun's reminder, Cheng Zhichang remembered that he was still competing, and he couldn't be too distracted.

"How do you feel, is there anything uncomfortable about it, does your head still hurt?" Cheng Zhichang asked.

"It's gone. ”

"Do you feel out of breath?"

"Do you feel a feeling of tightness in your chest?"

"Nope. ”

......

Then, Cheng Zhichang casually asked a few more questions, took the pulse for a while, and nodded thoughtfully.

Then he stepped back, picked up a piece of paper, and wrote and drew on it.

Chu Yun stepped forward, put his hand on the old man's pulse, and released a stream of true qi from his fingers.

Between breaths, the true qi swam along the old man's body, and Chu Yun also had a complete understanding of the old man's condition.

Than the medical skills themselves are their ancestors, and it is not a problem to diagnose Chu Yun.

Studying medicine to practice true qi, even the most famous doctors now, few can do the Tao.

In order to avoid accidents, Chu Yun swam his true qi in the old man's body a few more times, and only after making his body clear that he let go of his hand.

"I think you still admit defeat as soon as possible, just the pulse has been called for ten minutes, are you Huaxia doctors so inefficient?" Cheng Zhichang mocked.

"Old man, do you still have a headache, have you ever been in this situation before?" Chu Yun asked softly.

"No, it happened to me suddenly, I've never had a headache before. The old man replied.

"Okay, I see. Chu Yun nodded: "You can prescribe medicine, or you first." ”

"Hmph, I've already opened it, do you think I'm as inefficient as you?" Cheng Zhichang said coldly.

With that, he picked up the prescription he had just written from the table.

"The medical box is good, in ancient times, we Chinese medicine practitioners would carry this thing on their backs, you seem to have been carrying this thing for a long time, and it took a lot of effort to get this thing, right?" Chu Yun glanced at Cheng Zhichang's medical box and said casually: "Whoever carries this thing can be called a master of Xinglin." ”

"Don't think that if you put two green onions in your nose, you can pretend to be an elephant. ”

Hearing this, Cheng Zhichang's teeth itched, but he didn't have any ability to refute.

This box was originally when he read the history books and found that Huaxia doctors would carry this thing on their backs.

He thought it was very stylish, so he tried to find a relationship, and finally got it from a collector in the cold country.

In a word, that's what he used to pretend to be.

Because he carried this thing on his back and changed into a robe, when he went out to practice medicine, he often attracted the cheers of many younger sisters.

Of course, in front of Chu Yun, he would definitely not say this.

"This old man's health is fine, but he has been a little weak recently, which has caused a headache, and I have already prescribed medicine for him. Cheng Zhichang said, squinted at Chu Yun again, and said generously: "Why don't I show you the recipe and let you refer to it?"