The waiter left excitedly and was very grateful to Dr. Xu for telling her that she was pregnant.

Xu Zhendong looked at her leaving with a smile and took a sip of tea. The tea was good, Longjing!

"Dr. Xu, since you have chosen the first person to appear, let's start." Ren Tianshu doesn't want to talk nonsense. He points to the gap between the two sides. There is a big space here.

This is also the place where the traditional Chinese medicine club often has some medical skills exchange. On the other side, the Ren family is already in the position. Mr. Ren does not sit in the middle position, but seems not to care about the duel here, chatting with old friends and chatting with them.

"Dr. Xu, do you really want me to go up?" Zeng Wenhui still couldn't believe it. He looked at Dr. Xu and said that he would do chores by himself. Now he let himself go to school.

"Recently, you have been learning the meat and bone Sutra. Just give full play to what you usually learn." Xu Zhendong said calmly.

"Wen Hui, up! It's OK, I'll give you a hand! " Pang Qifeng encouraged him to stand up and go down with him as his deputy.

"Don't you remember what I taught you? Just use it! " Luo Xiaoyu said aloud.

Zeng Wenhui has been brought onto the stage by Pang Qifeng. He is very afraid, and he knows his own skills. Although he has learned some medical skills in Shennong hospital during this period, he still works as an assistant in Shennong hospital, and he has not started in person.

The Ren family has also sent a young man, a girl, who doesn't talk much. She just looks at Zeng Wenhui and sees that Zeng Wenhui is a little timid. She is a little proud.

The patients are provided by the TCM club. Patients of different grades are prepared in advance. This time, two patients are helped to come to the stage, and their condition is relatively close.

Two people treat a disease at the same time, see whose efficiency is good, and can be more effective, time is short!

Other people are not allowed to participate, only the attending doctor can check the patient's body, and there is a deputy in Ren's family.

Two people choose patients, one for each!

Patients will be two middle-aged men, looks pretty mental, the condition is not very serious.

"Wen Hui, calm down. It's OK. Master is in the back. If there's anything, master will help us solve it."

Pang Qifeng is really worried. Zeng Wenhui is sweating all over, especially the palms of his hands. He has been wiping his sweat with a paper towel.

On the other hand, the girl opposite is very young. She seems to be in her early 30s, but she is calm and treats the patient very smoothly. The silver needles are inserted into the patient's body.

"Dr. Pang, I'm nervous. I can't do it." Zeng Wenhui is still in the pulse, and his palms are sweating. He can't diagnose the patient's condition at all.

Pang Qifeng was also very helpless. After thinking for a while, he said, "you just graduated, haven't you“

"Yes

"Did you do experiments with mice at school?"

"Yes, there are rabbits!"

"All right, close your eyes!" Pang Qifeng said, he closed his eyes, waiting for Pang Qifeng to speak again.

Pang Qifeng grasped his hand, gently put it on the wrist of the patient, and said: "you are in the laboratory of the school now. In front of you is a chubby mouse. Do you think what kind of reaction a mouse should have? Isn't it your best to treat a mouse?"

Zeng Wenhui closed his eyes and felt that there were many interesting things about the school in his mind. With Pang Qifeng's words, he appeared in the laboratory of the school. Looking at the familiar environment, he smiled and went back to the familiar place.

Seeing the mouse in front of me, I reached over and grasped it. I felt it slowly. I felt the pulse of the mouse and felt it constantly. This feeling is very familiar.

When Pang Qifeng saw that his credit department was sweating again, he was finally relieved that he was in a good condition.

Five minutes later!

She opened her eyes, but calm down!

"Wen Hui, how about it?" Pang Qifeng asked with expectation.

"I really want to know, he has slight signs of poisoning, affecting the digestion of the stomach, forming a kind of blockage. I don't know if it's right, or you can have a look!" Zeng Wenhui was still not very confident.

"It's your game. I can only play." Pang Qifeng looked at the patient and asked, "brother, have you eaten something you shouldn't have recently?"

"I have a stomachache. I ate a abalone last night. It's been in the refrigerator for several days. Maybe it's the abalone." The patient said with some pain. He looked at Zeng Wenhui and said, "your diagnosis is correct. I was in the hospital before. The doctor also told me that they suggested that I wash my stomach."

Hearing what the patient said, Zeng Wenhui also began to laugh and felt confident!

He took out the silver needle and stayed for a while. He seemed to be trying to recall the acupuncture and diagnostic methods that Dr. Xu usually taught them.

And just then!

A voice came!

"Ren's family has been treated completely, and the patient has returned to normal!"

An old man stood up to preside over the meeting, looked at the situation on both sides, and said again: "Shennong hospital has not started to apply the needle. Obviously, from the time point of view, Ren Jiasheng, I think everyone has no objection?"

Sure enough, no one spoke, and Zeng Wenhui let off steam and wanted to go on.

"Don't, Wenhui, you can't go down. Although we lost, we can't let go of the patients. This is under the guidance of our master. Winning or losing is just something out of the body. The patients will always be the first!"

Pang Qifeng grabbed him and said in a hurry.

Zeng Wenhui came back, looked at the patients and thought again.

The onlookers outside can't stand it any more. This man is too tired.

"Is Shennong hospital OK? It's been more than 20 minutes, and I still don't use the needle to save people. If I can't, I'll hurry down and I'll go up and cure the patient. That's true. "

"Sure enough, Shennong hospital is still young. The one who went up looks like a daze. It's totally impossible."

"Holding a silver needle on it, I don't dare to do it. What are you doing, wasting everyone's time?"

A lot of people have already begun to be dissatisfied with it, and they are calling for it one after another!

It seems that Zeng Wenhui was also affected by some factors. From time to time, he looked at people outside, and some sweat appeared on his forehead.

The old man stood in front of the crowd, gently waved his hand and said: "everyone, everyone, please keep quiet. We are all doctors. This will affect the doctor's judgment of patients. The medical field is like a battlefield. Once mistakes are made, patients will be in danger at any time. This is not what we want to see, so please keep quiet!"

The crowd finally quieted down.

They are all doctors. They know that they need to be quiet when treating patients!

After everyone was quiet, Zeng Wenhui's silver needle finally moved. He aimed at the patient's acupoints and slowly plunged in. He was very careful.

The first needle down, the patient gently called, but said nothing.

Second shot down!

Third shot!

Fourth shot!