Chapter 275 - What Was This Boy Doing?

Chapter 275 What Was This Boy Doing?

"Finally."

When they saw the first round of Yu Ziyuan's prescriptions, the elders couldn't help but smile in the conference room.

"Fang Qiu is twice as fast as Yu Ziyuan."

"He is indeed fast and has good talents, but unfortunately... he's too reckless."

"Yeah."

"With this kind of strength, he shouldn't be so reckless."

"A doctor shouldn't be so impetuous!"

"It is a pity that such a talented young man should have such a bad character."

"I was about to praise his master for teaching such a great student before. But now I think his master is the one to blame. How could he teach such a gifted and promising kid to be so impetuous?"

"Well... If things keep going on like this, I'm afraid it won't be that easy for Fang Qiu to pass the exam."

"Yeah, the longer he keeps doing this, the more likely he is to make a mistake."

Although the other three prescriptions of Fang Qiu didn't have any problem, those elders were not surprised at all. They just kept shaking their heads in disappointment.

In their eyes, the reason why Fang Qiu was so fast must be that he was so eager to perform and too impetuous.

In the exam room on the first floor, while the elders were still exclaiming, Fang Qiu had already seen his thirteenth patient.

He had treated more than half of the patients.

At the same time, Fang Qiu didn't forget to boil the medicine.

The first pot had been boiled twice.

It was about time, so Fang Qiu called the first patient in, poured the medicine juice and asked her to drink it. Then he gave the prescription and the rest of the medicine to her and told her to decoct the medicine when she got home.

Even if he had to constantly ask his patients to drink the decoction, he didn't slow down to see his patients.

The old men in the conference room received three more prescriptions from Fang Qiu.

Although they didn't have faith in Fang Qiu, they were still responsible for their work as members of the Chinese Medicine Association. After knowing the patients' conditions, they checked Fang Qiu's prescriptions carefully.

As it turned out, there was still nothing wrong with the prescriptions given by Fang Qiu.

This was the twelfth prescription.

In other words, Fang Qiu had seen 12 patients. And there were no problems with the previous nine prescriptions he gave.

That was to say, Fang Qiu could maintain his accuracy while operating at a high speed.

That surprised all the elders.

"There's something wrong with this kid," one of the elders said.

"This is impossible," the other old man frowned and was lost in thought.

"We all know that seeing patients is stressful work which requires so much energy. Normally, after seeing over ten patients, a doctor would be very tired or even have a headache. And he would have to take a rest or slow down. But this kid, how come he didn't seem tired at all?"

The round-faced old man stared at Fang Qiu on the big screen and said, "That's weird. He won't go any wrong?"

"He will if he keeps doing this."

"Now he might be holding back. Maybe he is so exhausted by now."

"I think so."

The elders were surprised. They had seen patients all their lives. They had a deep understanding of being a doctor, and they knew when they would get tired. So they didn't have faith in Fang Qiu in the first place because he was too fast.

But they didn't expect that Fang Qiu could keep doing it at that speed.

Fang Qiu finished decocting the medicine in the second pot. He called the second patient in and asked her to drink it.

Then he poured the medicine and juice from the pot into a bag and gave it to the patient to take away together with the prescription.

At this moment, Fang Qiu had already seen his thirteenth patient.

As for the people from the Chinese Medicine Association, he was going too fast.

Even so, Fang Qiu still felt that it was too slow.

It had been three hours now even though he tried to do it as fast as he could.

On the other side, Yu Ziyuan, the disciple of the famous doctor Lu Chen, had just seen six patients.

Compared with Fang Qiu, Yu Ziyuan spent much more time in seeing the patients and picking the medicine.

Of course, Fang Qiu didn't know that.

Anyway, they were not competitors. What Fang Qiu needed now was to pass the exam while he was in such a hurry.

"Next."

Sitting back at the desk, Fang Qiu immediately shouted when there was no one entering the room.

"Crack!"

The door was open.

However, it was not the patient who came in, but a staff member came in with a packed lunch.

"All right, time's up."

"It's lunchtime. You should have something to eat first, but you're not allowed to leave the room because you are in the examination, so you can only eat here," said the staff member as he walked to Fang Qiu.

"Okay." Fang Qiu simply took over the lunch box.

"And there's one more thing."

"After lunch, you can take a break and the exam will resume after 1:30 p.m," the staff member added.

"Hmm?" Fang Qiu froze and then hurriedly asked, "Can I keep seeing my patients after lunch?"

"No." The staff member shook his head.

Fang Qiu smiled wryly.

He didn't have much time, and now time was more precious.

He was helpless, but he could only eat with his head down.

After lunch, Fang Qiu didn't have a rest, but carefully looked at his medicine that was boiling.

Even though he couldn't see any patient, he could still decoct his medicine.

Fang Qiu intended to boil up all the medicine without taking a rest.

While he was decocting the medicine, Fang Qiu was lost in thought.

"Can I make it if I still see the patients at this speed?"

"It will take me four hours if I want to treat the rest of the patients and decoct the medicine at the same speed."

"It's still a bit of a rush!"

When he thought about it, Fang Qiu frowned.

"I must find a way to save some time."

"I can't shorten the time of treating patients. If the time is too tight, I can't make sure that I can make the right diagnoses."

"Now I can only see if I can save some time from other processes."

"Pick the medicine."

Fang Qiu turned to look at the medicine cabinet.

At his speed, he could have saved himself a lot of time in this process, but he couldn't do that, because there were cameras. If they recorded it and people from the Chinese Medicine Association saw it, he would get himself into trouble.

"Maybe I don't have to weigh the medicine."

With this in mind, Fang Qiu's eyes brightened.

That was right.

Now the only way to save time was to weigh the medicine in a short time.

After finishing boiling 13 pots of medicine, Fang Qiu went straight to the medicine cabinet.

He slowly opened all the drawers on the medicine cabinet and wrote down the position of each herb and medicine.

In this way, he didn't need to waste time looking for the drugs.

After doing this, Fang Qiu took a step forward and stopped in front of the drawer of baked licorice. He put a gram of baked licorice to the electronic scale, then put it in his hand, carefully weighing it with his hand.

Then he used the electronic scale to weigh ten grams again and put it back in his hand. He kept doing this several times in a row.

Fang Qiu smiled and nodded with satisfaction.

He then made up his mind. No electronic scales. No more posturing.

Weighing it directly with his hand would give him more time, which would allow him to relax a little bit when he was pressed for time.

After weighing the medicine with his hand, Fang Qiu took a thick stack of papyrus from the cabinet and divided it into ten pieces, and then began to take some medicine from the cabinet.

Meanwhile, those elders who were about to have a rest after lunch were still sitting in the conference room, looking at the two men on the big screen.

Yu Ziyuan, followed the instructions of the staff member, walked around the room for a while after eating to digest, then fell asleep on the diagnostic desk. Apparently, he was tired after seeing so many patients.

On the other side, Fang Qiu was still full of energy.

The elders wanted to wait for Fang Qiu to fall asleep before they left.

It turned out that Fang Qiu had no intention of going to sleep at all.

They had seen all the things Fang Qiu did in the room.

"This kid is quite careful."

Seeing Fang Qiu standing beside the pots and carefully cooking the medicine, those elders were satisfied and nodded.

This was what a traditional Chinese medicine doctor should look like.

He should be serious and responsible.

"Why did he open all the drawers on the medicine cabinet?"

When Fang Qiu opened all the drawers on the medicine cabinet, a group of old men was shocked.

The mystery remained.

They also found that Fang Qiu actually took a pile of papyrus and placed it on the counter, so they got more curious and confused.

In the room, Fang Qiu stood at the cabinet and put the papyrus on it.

He quickly took a dozen commonly used medicinal materials out and placed each one on a pile of papyrus.

After a while, dozens of different herbs were piled up on the cabinet.

In the conference room.

"What the hell is this kid doing?"

An old man raised his eyebrows. He could not understand what Fang Qiu was doing.

Same as the other elders.

"He might think it will take him a lot of time to see a patient, so he wants to save some time while picking the medicine," said the old man with a round face.

The other elders shook their heads.

"What's so great about being fast?"

"It's good to be prepared and to know how to be prepared. After all, when practicing medicine, the difference between being prepared and not prepared is always enormous. Being fast is not necessarily bad. In some critical moments, you have to be quick. Of course, in a situation like this, only trying to be quick is a bit too much," one of the elders said.

"We don't know if he is going for speed yet, but we'll see until the exam starts this afternoon."

Time flew.

In the blink of an eye, it was 1:30 in the afternoon.

One of the staff woke Yu Ziyuan up while Fang Qiu also seated himself in front of the diagnostic desk.

The examination went on.