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Chapter 1728 Do you still need an assessment?
Hearing the discussion of Tang Ming and the others, the other students all looked down on their faces. In their eyes, Tang Ming and the others came here by cheating, but now they are testing their true talents and learning, which will definitely show some people's prototypes.

Due to repelling Tang Ming and the others, no one approached them for a while.

As time went by, students entered the laboratory one after another, but when they came out, some were elated, while others were crying.

Ask the students who came out about the specific situation, but no one is willing to say anything more, maybe they have been warned.

Since the four of Tang Ming had the best grades, and it was their turn to enter the arena after waiting until the end, Shao Wuyou was the first to enter the arena.

Within a few minutes, Shao Wuyou walked out dejectedly.

"Hey, what's going on in there?"

Meng Xianjun asked curiously.

"I……"

"Those who have participated in the assessment go and stand over there, and are not allowed to whisper."

Tan Yongsheng reprimanded with a blank face, through Shao Wuyou's practice, he has already determined that these students who came up through cheating have no real skills.

"Meng Xianjun, it's your turn."

Tan Yongsheng glanced at the notebook and shouted coldly.

"exist."

Meng Xianjun nodded and followed Tan Yongsheng into the laboratory.

"You can use western medical equipment or traditional Chinese medicine to conduct medical examinations on the patients you see, and then summarize the treatment methods and expected effects as quickly as possible."

Tan Yongsheng walked in front and introduced the rules in a cold tone: "Are you proficient in Chinese medicine or Western medicine?"

"Chinese medicine."

Meng Xianjun responded.

"Elder, Meng Xianjun wants to use Chinese medicine for examination."

Tan Yongsheng walked up to the two old professors and reported the situation respectfully.

"Let him check the NO.13 case."

Professor Li nodded and sat in the chair without moving.

"follow me."

Tan Yongsheng waved to Meng Xianjun, and took him to a room similar to a ward. At this time, an old man with an oxygen mask was lying on the bed, and was drinking water.

"This practical assessment uses living people?"

Meng Xianjun looked at the patient on the bed in disbelief, never expecting it to be like this.

"Hehe, what do you think? The medical competition is a competition that only medical elites from colleges and universities across the country are eligible to participate in. They don't even have the ability to cure diseases, so how can they get a place?"

Tan Yongsheng snorted coldly, and urged impatiently: "Hurry up and diagnose the patient, I will be responsible for recording, and then Mr. Li will evaluate it."

"All right!"

Meng Xianjun pouted, walked to the bed, and began to check the old man's pulse.

Meng Xianjun knows medical skills. Although he is not as good as Tang Ming and Hua Yingjie, as a master of the hermit family, he still has some grasp of human body structure and general medical principles. This is why he wants to participate in the medical competition, but he was later passed the written test The difficulty made me lose my patience and almost gave up.

"This is a cerebral blood vessel blockage. Simply put, it is a cerebral thrombosis. I can prescribe a prescription and treat the patient's condition with acupuncture. It will take about three weeks for the patient to recover..."

Meng Xianjun told the diagnosis result truthfully.

Tan Yongsheng glanced at Meng Xianjun in surprise, and then began to record.

After the diagnosis, Tan Yongsheng sent the information to Mr. Li.

"It's not bad, it's pretty good."

Looking at the prescription prescribed by Meng Xianjun, Mr. Li is quite satisfied with the treatment method he has already described: "Who did you learn your medical skills from?"

"The student is a family heirloom doctor and a barefoot wild doctor, so he was admitted to the medical profession for further study."

Meng Xianjun responded modestly.

"Good! The foundation is good. You have studied hard in school for the past four years, and you will definitely become an excellent doctor in the future. When you take courses in the next semester, you can apply for more Chinese medicine courses, which will be of great benefit to your future development."

Mr. Li nodded in satisfaction and reminded with a smile.

"Thank you for reminding Mr. Li, the students know."

Meng Xianjun saluted respectfully, and asked weakly: "Then have I passed?"

"Passed, you have the strength to show your skills in the medical competition."

Old Li responded with a smile.

"Great, great."

Meng Xianjun was overjoyed immediately, he didn't expect that he would get away with it.

"Go!"

Old Li winked at Tan Yongsheng.

"Yes, you have some skills."

Tan Yongsheng sighed in admiration, and then led Meng Xianjun outside.

"Old Zhang, it seems that there are more students studying Chinese medicine than you in Western medicine."

Old Li smiled and looked at his old friend beside him.

"I'm really puzzled. It stands to reason that Western medicine is easier to use, but why did these boys lose their chains when they practiced it?"

Elder Zhang sighed depressingly.

"Hahaha, students of Chinese medicine are trained from a young age and rely on their own knowledge to practice medical diagnosis, while learning Western medicine relies too much on scientific instruments. Now that they suddenly accept this kind of assessment, it is inevitable that they will make some mistakes."

Old Li smiled and stroked his beard.

"Hi! The medical competition is indeed somewhat disadvantageous to Western medicine, but I firmly believe that Western medicine is still very developed."

Mr. Zhang sighed, and then said nothing.

The next person who came in was Hua Yingjie. Hua Yingjie was also a Chinese medicine doctor. He made a very accurate diagnosis and analysis of the patients who needed diagnosis, and even gave an almost perfect treatment plan.

After reading Hua Yingjie's diagnosis information, Mr. Li was very pleasantly surprised: "Little friend, who did you learn your medical skills from?"

"I come from the medical sect."

Hua Yingjie hesitated for a moment, then puffed out his chest: "The student is the heir of the Heavenly Medicine School."

"Heir of the Heavenly Medicine Sect?"

Mr. Li's face changed slightly, and he stared at Hua Yingjie for a while: "The Heavenly Medicine Sect has fallen, and there are still disciples handed down in the world?"

"Although the Heavenly Medicine Sect has fallen, the students believe that I will be able to revive the Heavenly Medicine Sect."

Hua Yingjie shouted confidently.

"Okay, okay, what a seedling of Chinese medicine. If you can win the championship of this medical competition, then you will be the king of young doctors. With this title, it is impossible to revive the Heavenly Medicine School."

Mr. Li nodded repeatedly and encouraged excitedly.

"Students must work hard."

Hua Yingjie nodded firmly.

"Go on, I like you."

Mr. Li waved his hand and watched Hua Yingjie leave.

"Lao Li, what is the medical sect today?"

Mr. Zhang asked Mr. Li suspiciously.

"A once brilliant medical school, although it has declined, but the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse. I believe this kid will be a dark horse."

Mr. Li stroked his beard and responded with a smile.

"You two, Tang Ming is the only one left."

Tan Yongsheng reminded in disgust: "This guy, relying on the backing of the secret team, forced us to leak the test questions of the written test. Does this level still need to be assessed?"

(End of this chapter)