Chapter 344 - Magical Hand Doctor Yuan Qingming
"My meaning is very simple." Yuan Qingming let out a fearless sneer, and his voice suddenly increased by an octave, "That's your infirmary, a canteen that is worthy of being called a piece of sh * t. You, Bian Zhongheng, are just a mediocre doctor. Now, he had found a bunch of quack doctors to compete in. What's the point of having a meeting with a bunch of frogs sitting in the well and watching the sky? "
This Yuan Qingming was simply putting himself at risk, speaking so much that everyone in the hall was furious that they could only stare.
Bian Zhongheng took a deep breath, trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart, and asked word by word: "A quack or a godly doctor, I'm afraid you, Yuan Qingming, do not have the qualifications to say it. Those tricks of yours are not qualified to come here and teach me a lesson. "
Pausing for a moment, Bian Zhongheng's voice suddenly became stern and fierce, "Now, let's hold the National Holy Hand of Traditional Chinese Medicine Tournament here. Yuan Qingming, get the hell out of here."
After having prepared for so long, they had reached a critical juncture. Being suddenly disrupted by Yuan Qingming made Mr. Bian Zhongheng very angry.
"Get out, that's good." Yuan Qingming laughed insidiously, then disdainfully swept his eyes over everyone in the hall, and mocked: "You all boast of being Holy Hand of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Forget it, I'll ask three questions in this broken medicine hall today. Someone replied me, so I will obediently get out of Jinling. If you can't answer it, Bian Zhongheng will immediately close this broken medicine hall and send away this group of quack doctors. My Jinling's ancient doctors are widespread, my medical skills are clear and bright, don't make this place black and miasma. "
This Yuan Qingming had obviously come prepared, and was prepared to make a final desperate counterattack in front of everyone's eyes. Great, from now on, Jinling City's Miracle Hand Divine Doctor Great Herb Hall will be the sole ruler. No, it would mean disappearing from the city of Jinling, disappearing into the flood of history.
Bian Zhongheng was naturally able to see that Yuan Qingming was betting everything on this, but Bian Zhongheng's medical skills had indeed been outstanding over the years. In the face of Yuan Qingming's provocation, he did not care at all. He humphed slightly and proudly said: "Hurry up! Don't waste our time!"
"Alright." Yuan Qingming started walking in the great hall once again, his leather shoes making popping noises on the floor. It was so depressing that it made everyone's heartstrings tighten, "First question, listen carefully. Traditional Chinese medicine has been passed down since ancient times, deriving from the five elements of yin and yang in China. The ancient medical books believed that human being was a part of nature, made up of yin and yang. Yin and yang were opposed to each other and interdependent, and they were always moving and changing. There was another way of putting it, male was yang while female was yin. The harmony between Yin and Yang will be passed on through generations. "
Everyone held their breath, listening to Yuan Qingming's rambling, they were all immersed in the world of yin and yang. However, no one had heard his question yet.
Seeing that everyone was immersed in his lecture, Yuan Qingming nodded his head in satisfaction. Then, he changed the subject and slowly said, "The connection between Yin and Yang has given rise to the modern theory of genetics. Then, I want to ask everyone. What color are the baby's teeth when a black man marries a white man? "
Everyone was surprised by the sudden question. Everyone was immersed in the question of genetics.
Mr. Bian Zhongheng's expression slightly darkened as he began to sink into deep thought. Everyone thought that Yuan Qingming would ask for a pure knowledge. Who would have thought that he would ask such a sudden, realistic question.
However, this genetic problem. It was really hard to come up with an answer from a Chinese doctor.
The atmosphere in the hall was tense. Everyone was lost in their thoughts. Everyone was filled with anger at Yuan Qingming's provocation. Everyone was using what they had learned in their entire lives to connect the various medical books and differentiate the symptoms of this problem in various aspects in their minds.
Although everyone knew that black and white people all had white teeth, so they had to have white teeth to inherit it. However, none of them dared to reply. On this occasion, Yuan Qingming would not ask such an idiotic question.
The atmosphere in the hall instantly became heavy. These old Chinese doctors who came to participate in the's Hegemonical Competition forgot that this was a competition. They began to stand together with Bian Zhongheng, united by a common enemy.
Only Xiao Yi still stood there with his hands folded, his mouth revealing a disdainful sneer.
"Haha, why isn't anyone answering?" When Yuan Qingming saw that there was no one speaking up within the hall. Immediately, he laughed complacently: "It looks like you all won't be able to answer such a small question. You're still talking about some bullsh * t Holy Hand of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and even talking about some bullsh * t canteen aiding the world. All bullshit. In the future, this Jinling will only have my wondrous hand. "
The faces of everyone in the hall flushed red. As for Bian Zhongheng and Gou Genxu, they looked at each other and shook their heads.
Yuan Qingming was even more arrogant and proud, his loud laughter reverberating in the hall. The henchmen behind him immediately laughed along with Yuan Qingming.
"One, two …" Yuan Qingming's eyes were like daggers as they swept across the audience, "If I could count to three, no one would be able to answer. "Then, everyone can scram together."
An arrogant voice roared out from the large hall. This made the group of scholars turn even redder.
"Three …" Yuan Qingming's face lit up, and he finally started to count the last numbers.
Xiao Yi shook his head and sighed softly. Finally, he slowly walked toward Yuan Qingming and mocked: "Sigh, I don't know what you're so proud of. Do you think everyone's IQ is as stupid as yours? "
When Yuan Qingming saw a young man walk out, a vicious look immediately flashed across his face. He asked with a strong and weak voice: "Little brat, what do you mean?"
Old Chinese medical doctor in the hall saw Xiao Yi coming out. They all looked over, their eyes filled with hope.
"Do you think that just because you say so much rubbish, you can display your ignorance?" Xiao Yi sneered, and spoke in a slow and leisurely manner: "What color are the baby teeth that the black and white people give birth to when they marry each other? I don't know if it's because when your mother gave birth to you, the placenta fell off, making you feel somewhat innocent. Where did you see a baby with long teeth, you know? That's ridiculous. "
With these words, Xiao Yi's scheme was exposed. He had said so much before just to draw everyone to the topic of yin and yang and genetics. He had asked about some nonsense, but he had purposely made things difficult for the other two. Firstly, these people had entered into the inertia of their thoughts, starting from the theory of yin and yang, starting from the theory of genetics, to analyze whether the baby's teeth were black or white. However, all the teeth of the Caucasian man were white. So naturally, the baby was born with white teeth. This was the wrong inducement.
And on this question, the most important part of the mystery was that the baby had no teeth. No matter how he replied, he would receive Yuan Qingming's mockery.
However, the outsider Xiao Yi had instantly seen through Yuan Qingming's trick. With just a few words, they had caused Yuan Qingming's face to redden, and veins even popped out on his forehead.
"Hmph, the first question is just to play with you all." Yuan Qingming immediately let out a cold snort, and spoke to justify himself: "However, you're not the only one who can answer that question in this hall. Holy Hand of Traditional Chinese Medicine, I spit. "In my opinion, isn't it just a bunch of pedantic old scholars? Their minds are already stiff, how can they help the world in the future?"
Xiao Yi sneered: "That's just because they aren't willing to lower themselves to your level, and gave the opportunity to a young man like me. "You're really stupid, and you still don't know what's good for you."
Xiao Yi's excuse caused all the elders in the hall to look at him with grateful eyes.
Gou Genxu and Mr. Bian Zhongheng, on the other hand, nodded their heads this time. Being able to be humble like Xiao Yi was indeed not easy for a young man, and he was not proud of his achievements.
"Is that so?" Yuan Qingming looked at Xiao Yi viciously, and said with a sneer: "As expected, the future waves of the ocean push past the current, and each generation surpasses the previous one."
"Thank you for your praise." Xiao Yi chuckled, looked at Yuan Qingming and said: "Looks like you are already at the age of a martyr, Yellow Springs Mountain. Why are you still jumping out? Hurry up and ask your three questions, hurry up and f * ck off. "
Seeing Xiao Yi's taunting, Yuan Qingming's face surprisingly calmed down. Raising his head, he said slowly, "My second question, listen carefully. The four classics works of ancient Chinese medical books: The Classic of Internal Medicine, The Sutra of Difficulties, Shen Nong's Classic of Herbal Medicine, On the Disease of Typhoid and Typhoid; The four folk doctors of ancient China: Bian Qu, Chunyi Yi, Fong, Hua Tuo. "Then, I just want to ask, which are the four major departments of medicine in the Zhou Dynasty?"
The last sentence, it could be said that Yuan Qingming's voice was harsh and sonorous. This caused the atmosphere to tense up once again.
Mr. Bian Zhongheng was the representative of these old Chinese medical doctors, they all thought that Yuan Qingming had come to look for trouble, and was probably asking about medical matters at the university. For example, the cause of some illnesses, as well as a prescription for some difficult diseases. Who would have thought that Yuan Qingming would ask such unconventional questions about medicine.
If it had nothing to do with medicine, it wasn't. He had some connections, but the questions he asked did not seem like the questions asked by a famous Chinese doctor at all.
However, these senseless questions surprised everyone at the scene. No one would be idle, concerned about the medical subjects of the Zhou Dynasty.
For a moment, the scene fell into silence once more.