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Chapter 79
The second, third, and fourth tests of basic skills involve everything from seeing, hearing, and asking.But for the next three games, Xiao Fan passed all the tests with a very lame attitude.

It was very uncomfortable to watch, as if if you were not careful, you would be out; but the result was the correct answer, so even if the judges wanted to KO Xiao Fan, there was no valid reason.

Xiao Fan must be out of shape today, and he can't be counted on.

Whether it's Director Zhang, Secretary Huang, or even Zhang Min sitting next to Xiao Fan; they all have the same thoughts in their hearts.On the contrary, almost all the people in the venue cast their eyes and expectations on Zeng Huajiang, who has passed all the way and fought against Love.

The whispers of more people in the venue revolved around which of these two people can become the final champion.Gradually no one noticed Xiao Fan.

No one noticed, it might be a good thing for Xiao Fan; the final competition will be held soon, and five hospitals will enter the finals in total.

Affiliated Hospital of Medical University, Central Hospital, Bethune Intermediate Hospital, Armed Police Corps Hospital, Provincial People's Hospital.

"If I'm not wrong, the last game should be diagnosing patients." Zhang Min looked at the stage which was being packed up for the next game, and suddenly turned to look at Xiao Fan and said, "Xiao Fan, if you're really in good shape If it’s not good, don’t force yourself.”

"I'm fine." Xiao Fan couldn't count how many times he said these three words today, at the end Xiao Fan turned his head to look at Zhang Min, with a confident smile on his face and said lightly: "The number one is mine. "

"Alright, now let's invite the last five contestants to come on stage."

Following the call from the stage, Xiao Fan once again stood up and walked towards the stage with a blank expression; while walking, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Brother Hungry Ghost: "Brother, maybe I have to trouble senior again. we're gone."

"Trouble? They ask me at least hundreds of times a day if you need special services today." The starving ghost replied, "Go."

After saying hello to the starving ghost, Xiao Fan put away his phone and walked straight to the stage;

Among the last five people, Xiao Fan was the youngest, and he performed the worst in the first four rounds; he was always on the edge, so he was ranked last, as long as there was someone in front of him who could beat him If the correct diagnosis is made before, nothing will happen to Xiao Fan.

"After seeking the consent of the patient and his family, we brought a special patient to the scene. He was a patient who went to the Chinese Medicine Clinic of the Affiliated Hospital of the University of Medical Sciences in March this year; it took nearly three months, and finally the hospital Come forward and ask the old doctor Jing Zhonghan, the president of the Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine, to diagnose him with an extremely rare disease. The patient will be sent to Jingbei Jing's hands soon, and there is a [-]% chance of recovery; before that, take a look Can you give the correct diagnosis."

Chinese medicine pays attention to reconciling yin and yang, and proceeds slowly, without harming the root or the root; therefore, it only requires a correct diagnosis; the voice of the speaker on the stage fell, and three or four nurses pushed a hospital bed from the side stage Come slowly.

There are two other people standing on the left and right respectively protecting the left and right IV of the mobile hospital bed.

It seems that the patient can no longer eat, and needs to rely on the test tube to supplement the basic needs of the body's activities.Xiao Fan looked at the two bottles of intravenous drip; then went down the test tube.

A man with an almost decayed complexion is lying on a hospital bed, his hair is gray and his temples are falling out; wrinkles on his face are randomly piled up, like an old man at dusk, but when he looks at his figure and eyebrows, he can still be vaguely seen, lying on the hospital bed It was not an old man, but a child of fifteen or sixteen.

Seeing such a strange illness, everyone on and off the stage started discussing it.

Xiao Fan closed his eyes slightly, with a trace of internal force in his body lingering in his pupils, he opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at the boy on the hospital bed, but he didn't see any abnormality in his soul.

There have been so many strange incidents recently that Xiao Fan subconsciously wants to check; since the soul is the same, there must be something abnormal in the body.

After the verification, Xiao Fan took out his mobile phone from his pocket, snapped a photo of the person on the hospital bed, and sent it to Brother Hungry Ghost!

"What are you doing?" Zeng Huajiang on the side noticed Xiao Fan's movements, turned his head and glared at Xiao Fan, and before Xiao Fan could speak, he assumed a gesture of a senior teaching a junior: "Pay attention to where you are. , don’t throw it on the stage if you are ashamed, and you can’t take pictures even if you have a strange disease, what do you think of the patient?”

Xiao Fan glanced at him, but didn't speak; instead, he put away his mobile phone and carefully looked at the patient in front of him.

"Peace is the most important thing, isn't that what you guys say most often?" Luo Fu glanced at the two of them, a sarcastic smile flashed across his face, and he walked over to the hospital bed first.

Zeng Huajiang was on the same level as Luo Fu in the previous competition, so naturally he would not be willing to take the second place. He followed Luo Fu's footsteps and walked towards the patient; the eyes of the two touched in the air, as if they could collide with physical sparks in the air .

The focus of the audience was all on the two of them, and no one cared about the other three, including Xiao Fan who was hiding behind; Xiao Fan was not in a hurry when he arrived, even Mr. How could they recognize it in ten minutes, and Xiao Fan didn't think that Mr. Jing's answer was the ultimate correct standard answer.

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone's eyes were on Luo Fu and Zeng Huajiang, he turned slightly and walked to the left of the other two, using their bodies to block most of the line of sight, he took out his mobile phone and took a look.

"I've asked, this person is indeed suffering from a strange disease, but the specific disease, those old guys said, you have to go up to see it yourself." The starving ghost replied to Xiao Fan.

Before Xiao Fan could reply, the starving ghost teased: "Those old guys probably already understood in their hearts, they just want to find a reason to go up and play."

Xiao Fan heard this, with a wry smile on his face, hesitating for a moment and returning: "Okay, I'll make preparations, thank you Brother Hungry Ghost."

Time passed by every minute and every second, and as time went by, the venue, which was relatively quiet at the beginning, gradually became more and more discussed; except for Xiao Fan, the four doctors on the stage had already gathered around as required.

But Luo Fu and Zeng Huajiang, who had already gone up to investigate for a while at the beginning, frowned and said nothing; obviously there was no progress.

"Perhaps a tie is a blessing in misfortune." Secretary Huang looked at the stalemate on the stage, and the expectation in his heart suddenly dropped. Now he only asks for a tie; don't be like Nanxiang in the neighboring province, All the colleagues who slapped me felt pain along with it.

That face hurts.

"What's the matter with Xiao Fan? I saw him very good in the hospital before?" Director Zhang frowned and muttered to Xiao Fan who was standing motionless behind.

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

"After all, I'm a young man. It may be the first time I've seen such a big battle, and I'm still too nervous." Secretary Huang said helplessly, without much blame or dissatisfaction.

"Oh!"

The two were exchanging opinions in whispers, when suddenly there was a burst of booing from the whole venue, Secretary Huang and Director Zhang were both taken aback, and hurriedly looked up the stage.

I saw that Luo Fu, who had been frowning around the patient's bed before, actually picked up a pen and paper and wrote a large paragraph of text, folded it, and handed it to the judges.

The people in the Bethune Intermediate Court already have the answer? !
Seeing such a scene, the expressions on the faces of Secretary Huang and Director Zhang froze; while the lively venue fell silent after a wave of boos.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Zeng Huajiang. At this moment, they hoped that Zeng Huajiang could also give a medical certificate to save their Huaxia TCM face.

This is no longer a simple competition between hospitals for a quota.

Zeng Huajiang on the stage glanced at Luo Fu who handed in the medical certificate out of the corner of his eye, and his whole body was shocked; his mind, which had been thinking carefully a second ago, became confused, and his brain was full of buzzing sounds.

He couldn't help but glanced at the audience, and the expectant eyes of one by one colleagues suddenly made him feel a little terrified, and a burst of cold sweat broke out on his forehead unconsciously.

He is finished.

Looking at Zeng Huajiang's reaction, Zhang Min made a conclusion in his heart, and anyone with a slight wink could see it; at this moment, Secretary Huang seemed to have been sucked out of his soul, and his body was softened by the upright sitting. Sitting on the back of the chair, he shook his head and said softly, "It's over."

"Brother, let the old man come up." Seeing this scene, Xiao Fan quickly took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to the starving ghost, and then he closed his eyes, while everyone's eyes were on Zeng Huajiang.

Xiao Fan, who was not noticed by others, suddenly trembled all over, and opened his eyes suddenly; the depth and depth in those eyes was no longer his Xiao Fan.

"Get out of the way." Xiao Fan approached the hospital bed, three Chinese doctors including Zeng Huajiang almost surrounded the patient, Xiao Fan couldn't approach at all, his face darkened, and he growled in a low voice.

Xiao Fan's low growl was full of strength; in his young and immature voice, there was a trace of long-term vicissitudes. The doctor standing in front of Xiao Fan frowned and was about to turn around and scold Xiao Fan.

But when he met Xiao Fan's icy eyes, he was so shocked that he couldn't say a word, so he obediently gave up his position.

(End of this chapter)