The Doctor of the City goes down the mountain

Chapter 350 Treasure Boy
While everyone was shocked by Lin Dong's monstrous talent, the referee continued to announce the official start of the second round.

The second small field competition is a metaphor.

"The two of you have 10 minutes to prescribe the prescription to these ten people."

"The houses that have been opened will be handed in separately!"

When the referee announced the start of the second round, Lin Dong and Wang Taisui both began to write prescriptions.

While Lin Dong was writing the prescription, someone said:
"Look at the handwriting written by Chief Lin. This handwriting is too beautiful, isn't it?"

Because of this person's words, everyone focused on Lin Dong's words.

At this time, the president of the Nandu Calligraphy Association stood up and couldn't help saying:

"This character post has a style of everyone. Its characters can be used in both center and side. Each character can be seen, and the speed of brushwork is fast. It has the style of Wang Xizhi's running script. Good characters, good characters!!"

Hearing what he said, everyone was shocked again.

The president of the Southern Metropolis Calligraphy Association is a master of calligraphy, the kind known throughout the country, it is very rare to get such an evaluation from him.

At this moment, he suddenly said again: "Boss Lin, wait for these words you wrote, do you want to sell them?"

"I would like to give ten thousand and one characters to buy!"

As soon as his words came out, many wealthy people competed for it.

"I would like to offer [-] characters!"

"I wish [-] words!"

"..."

Ordinary people were dumbfounded when they saw the rich people bidding.

Lin Dong hasn't finished writing the prescription yet, so he is going to auction off his prescription?

Is this ready to be treasured as an antique?
Qiao Xue was also dumbfounded at this moment.

"Don't these people take money as money? Tens of thousands of words? If Lin Dong writes a few hundred words, that's millions. If he writes a few thousand words, isn't it tens of millions?"

Looking at her dumbfounded sister, Qiao Bing couldn't help covering her mouth and giggling.

This is the treasure boy she chose, and there are always surprises in him.

On the contrary, Lin Dong himself remained unmoved.

He even frowned and glanced at the bidders.

Then he said in a deep voice, "You are affecting my competition."

As soon as these words came out, those people shut their mouths one after another.

But they decided to go to Lin Dong after the competition.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, it is difficult to understand the tens of thousands of words to buy a prescription written by Lin Dong himself.But these rich people are obviously not stupid to become rich.

They naturally have their own plans, and if they buy it now, it is definitely worth it based on Lin Dong's future fame!
In about 10 minutes, Lin Dong finished writing the prescription.

As for Mr. Wang, he was a little older and his writing speed was slightly slower than that of Lin Dong.It took him about twelve minutes.

Both handed the written prescriptions to the referee.

The referee was the same as before, reading out the prescription they prescribed.

"The first patient, Lin Dong, the leader of the southern sect, prescribed ephedra soup. The leader of the northern sect, Mr. Wang, also prescribed ephedra soup."

"The second patient, Lin Dong, the leader of the Southern School, prescribed Huanglian Ejiao Soup, and the leader of the Northern School, Mr. Wang, also prescribed Huanglian Ejiao Soup..."

The referee read the prescriptions one by one, and everyone was surprised to find that the prescriptions prescribed by Lin Dong and Wang Lao were exactly the same.

"A tie again?"

Everyone was shocked that Lin Dong was able to draw with Wang Lao in a small game.

Elder Wang stroked his beard and praised him more and more, and his appreciation for Lin Dong grew more and more.

If Lin Dong can be brought to the Northern faction, even if he is allowed to abdicate in place and give Lin Dong the position of leader of the Northern faction, he is willing!

"It seems that I have to show my housekeeping skills in the last acupuncture contest."

Elder Wang thought to himself, he would never show mercy in this medical competition.

At this point in the game, everyone admired Lin Dong more and more.

"Being able to draw with Wang Lao in two rounds as a junior is enough to show that Lin Dongshi is really the No.1 of the younger generation!"

"Let's not talk about his peers, the older generation can surpass him, looking at the whole country, how many are there?"

"..."

During the heated discussion among the crowd, the referee also said with a smile:

"Then in the second round, the two are tied again."

"Next, start the third round of acupuncture and moxibustion competition!"

"Acupuncture and moxibustion is also the best way to judge a Chinese medical skill. It is also the easiest way to tell the difference."

"Two, you use acupuncture to treat ten patients with the same intractable disease."

"Then see whose acupuncture effect is better."

Both Lin Dong and Wang Taisui nodded, waiting for the patients with intractable diseases to be sent over.

These patients with difficult and miscellaneous diseases were all selected from major hospitals, and many of them were terminally ill, which could not be treated by tertiary hospitals.

When I brought them here, I also asked their opinions, and when they heard that they would be treated free of charge by the No.

After the patients were brought over, the patients on Lin Dong's side looked a little unhappy.

"Why is the leader of the Southern School of Traditional Chinese Medicine so young? Can he treat us? Can we be replaced by Mr. Wang?"

One patient said so.

As soon as these words came out, Elder Wang said, "Don't worry about letting him treat him, he's good at medicine."

"And if he can't cure you by any chance, you can relax, I will take action at that time."

Hearing that Mr. Wang was willing to tell the truth, the patients nodded.

Lin Dong didn't say anything about it. The mentality of these patients is natural.

One is Mr. Wang, the No. 1 Chinese medicine doctor in Longguo, who is over 80 years old and has practiced medicine all his life with rich experience.

One is the leader of the southern school of Chinese medicine in his twenties, who is unknown, and anyone would choose the former to treat them.

At this time, after the patient's emotions were calmed down, the referee also made an official announcement.

"The third small session, the competition of acupuncture and moxibustion, starts now!"

As soon as the words came out, both Lin Dong and Wang Lao walked up to the first patient, took out the acupuncture bag, took out the needles, and began to use acupuncture to treat the disease...

(End of this chapter)