Chapter 1042

After the highly respected referee introduced the rules of the competition, he announced the start of the competition. The fighting doctors did not fight each other like the fierce fighting between the Wulin assembly. Although they were still skilled, they did not touch each other physically.

In the second competition, diagnosis is also the most basic part of traditional Chinese medicine. Luo Feng is a famous doctor in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, and he pays the most attention to the part that tests the basic skills of traditional Chinese medicine doctors.

Soon, the disciples of the ghost medical school acted as the field service personnel, carrying a stretcher to carry the patients up. According to the requirements of the competition, Yan Dongyang and Shangguan Zhiyuan just wanted to diagnose the patients.

Generally speaking, Wang in traditional Chinese medicine is only an auxiliary means. This time, the rules made by Luo Feng were used to let the contestants diagnose the patients through Wang, and the diagnosis was written on paper, and then the experts would judge the diagnosis written by them.

Yan Dongyang saw that the patient who was carried on the stretcher just wanted to go forward for an investigation. Suddenly, Shangguan Zhiyuan also wanted to go forward.

Politely, he asked him to come first and said, "Shangguan, please come first."

Shangguan Zhiyuan snorted coldly without even thanking him. He went up to see the patient lying on the single shelf. After a while, he returned to his seat, picked up the brush on the table and began to write.

Yan Dongyang was very upset when he saw his impoliteness. In order to take care of the overall situation, he swallowed the bad breath. When he finished reading it, he went up and looked at the patient carefully.

The patient lying on the single rack is a young woman. Her face is beautiful. The rash on her face is hard to see. Yan Dongyang doesn't touch her either. When she looks at it carefully, the skin on her arms and legs is covered with rash. It's as small as beans and as big as coins.

Of course, Yan Dongyang knew that once she had this kind of rubella, it was so itchy that she couldn't sleep at night. When she saw the scar on her skin, she had a number in her heart. She turned back to write and brush, and wrote on the diagnosis: "superficial deficiency."

Even what kind of treatment, he had an impression in his mind, but considering that the rules did not require the writing of prescriptions, he did not dare to add to the story. He just wrote down the name of the disease and sat aside to watch the patient being carried away.

After a while, another patient was carried up. This time, Yan Dongyang didn't follow Guan Zhiyuan politely. He took the lead to go up and have a look. Shangguan Zhiyuan didn't expect that Yan Dongyang didn't give face this time. When he had a long face, it was not easy to attack because of the public's eyes.

Yan Dongyang didn't even bother to look at his smelly face. He looked directly at the patient who had been put up. This is a middle-aged man about fifty years old. His face is yellow and angry.

"Doctor... Help me!" The middle-aged man said: "I vomit as soon as I eat, and I have diarrhea for three days..."

Yan Dongyang listened to what he said and didn't ask. He was afraid that he would be cheated by others. When he approached the patient, he saw that he was depressed, thin and in poor nutritional condition, the sclera was not yellow, and there was spider nevus under his left eyelid. The limbs were not swollen. When he opened his clothes, he had abdominal distention, varicose veins in the abdominal wall, dullness of percussion under the right three ribs of the chest, abdominal circumference of 90cm, 4cm under the liver ribs, medium hardness, and 3cm under the spleen.

He said a word of comfort to him, and wrote in the diagnosis book: water dampness can stop the disease, and the liver belongs to the wood of five elements. As long as the medicine is appropriate to the case, three courses of treatment can be effective.

It's just that Yan Dongyang didn't write down his own ideas. Although he is usually careless and likes to talk freely, he is serious when he really practices medicine. He doesn't dare to follow his temperament. After all, it's a matter of human life to treat a patient. He knows the importance of his life when he was raised by Yan Yangxian.

Shangguan had a vision. When he finished writing, he went to see the patient, and then he began to write.

During the competition, in order to be fair, the two people will write the diagnosis and hand it over to a specially assigned person for safekeeping. In order to avoid cheating, all the audience's attention turned to them, and no one cared about Luofeng.

Luo Feng was afraid of Shangguan Zhiyuan's loss in the competition, so he made a detour to the back court. When he saw that there was no one around, only the disciple who was in charge of the diagnosis of the competition gave a clear cough. When the disciple saw that he was the sect leader, he respectfully said, "I don't know if the sect leader is here. Please forgive me."

"I just saw the outside noisy said that someone cheated, specially came here to see what happened..." Luofeng wuzhongsheng Youdao.

The guard's disciple was frightened for a while, and even said: "I'm very conscientious here. I don't dare to be careless. I'm afraid I'll lose anything. I hope the sect leader will check it out."

"Well, through the observation just now, I believe what you said, oh..." Luo Feng pretended that he suddenly thought of something and suddenly realized: "just now elder martial brother Gou said that he wanted to find you. I don't know what's the matter. Go and have a look?"

The guard's disciple, who dares to question Luo Feng's words, arched his hand and left to find elder martial brother Gou. When Luo Feng saw him leave, he used his key to open the locked diagnosis of the match between Yan Dongyang and Shangguan Zhiyuan. After comparing it, he was shocked.

Fortunately, he came to see it in advance. Otherwise, Shangguan Zhiyuan would lose miserably.

After a contest, the two people had about five or six matches. Yan Dongyang's diagnosis was not too wrong, but Shangguan Zhiyuan made many mistakes. Luo Feng wanted to change it for him, but on second thought, their handwriting was not the same. If they were seen by people with clear eyes, they would lose a lot of money.

After thinking about it seriously, he put the diagnosis back to its original position and locked it again. Just in time, the guard's disciples went back and saw that the Lord of Luomen was still there. He thought that after he left, the LORD was afraid of someone else. He was on duty for him. He was very sorry and said, "Lord, I'm really sorry."

"Nothing!" Luo Feng waved his hand generously and asked falsely, "what can elder martial brother Gou do for you?"

"Elder martial brother Gou wants to ask about the result of the competition..." the guard's disciple replied truthfully.

Luo Feng had discussed the matter with gou San in advance, but after listening to the disciple's reply, he was very satisfied with gou San's cleverness and said with a smile: "so, how do you answer?"

Guard's disciple that has Luo Feng belly so many flowery intestines, brain a brain of say: "I say don't know."

"Good. Next time someone asks you, just answer like this. Do you understand?" Luo Feng was afraid that someone would turn over the old account and told the honest disciple.

The guard's disciple looked at Luo Feng, nodded and said, "yes, sect leader."

"Well, you're busy. I'll go!" Luo Feng tells a, just want to leave, foot still step out of the door, still not at ease, turn around to ask a way: "if someone asks you, is someone come, how do you answer?"

The guard's disciple was stunned and grabbed his head. Looking at Luo Feng's face becoming gloomy, Fu Lingxin said: "I said no."

"Good." Luo Feng laughs heartily and turns to leave.

The guard's disciple also congratulated himself on his smart face. He laughed a few times and didn't say any more.

Luo Feng came out, turned back to the inner room and quietly called for Jia Liu.

Jia Liu thought that the sect leader was angry with him yesterday and had to ignore him for some time. But he didn't expect that he would ask him to move forward today. He ran over happily and fell down on his knees in front of Luo Feng to show his loyalty. "Sect leader, after last night, I have been deeply introspective. I hope you can give me a chance to reform."

Luo Feng quietly watched him finish his performance and gently called: "you get up!"

Jia Liubu stood up and waited for him to speak.

"I want you to do one thing. If you fail again this time, I will drive you out of the school like a tiger butcher. Do you understand?" Luo Feng cold face threat way.

Jia liutou was as straight as garlic and said, "master, please don't worry. I'll go to the fire and burn it again."

Luo Feng smiles and asks Jia Liu to come over. After a long time, Jia Liu's eyes brighten and says with a smile, "master, you can rest assured that this matter will be handed over to me."

"Well, that's good. You can do it. Don't let anyone know." Luo Feng is satisfied with the sign for him to leave, Jia liupisian pisian leave to work, for fear of delaying Luo Feng's plan.

When Luo Feng played tricks behind his back, the competition was still going on. The competition between Yan Dongyang and Shangguan Zhiyuan was still going on. It was stipulated that the diagnosis of ten patients should be made, and then the diagnosis should be judged.

At noon, the sun is directly on the field, making the competition field extremely hot. Yan Dongyang, who hasn't even had a drink of water, is even more thirsty.

At first, he was eager to end the game, but he didn't care. Later, he found that Shangguan Zhiyuan was not in a hurry. When he was angry, he dragged the game slowly. This also made the game that could have ended in the morning drag on until noon.

Yan Dongyang, sitting on one side, was really thirsty. He turned to the sleepy disciple of the ghost medical school and cried out, "give me a cup of tea. Hurry up!"

The dozing disciple was so frightened by his shouting that his sleepiness disappeared. He nodded and ran back to the field. After a while, he put a cup of tea on the tray and came up respectfully.

Yan Dongyang looked at Shangguan Zhiyuan, left and right, but he didn't make a statement. He drank all the tea in the cup without looking at it. After tasting it carefully, he found that there was something wrong in the tea. Before he had time to think about it, he saw Shangguan Zhiyuan come back and said to him with a smile: "it's your turn."

"You should have let me go!" Yan Dongyang muttered a word. When he was about to get up, he felt a pain in his stomach. He was worried. He covered his stomach to support him. But he didn't expect that the pain in his stomach was getting worse, which made his face pale.

Poof~

In full view of the public, Yan Dongyang was very indecent. He let out a smelly and loud fart, which made everyone frown and cover his nose. Yan Dongyang suddenly thought of the strange cup of tea he had just drunk.