Peerless Sealer

Chapter 51

"Tsk tsk, what a tragedy." Qin Tian raised his eyebrows and joked deliberately.

If the judges of the competition were all veteran doctors of Yuan Dongzhen's level, there would be no shortage of money.

This was just a joke, but it caused Yuan Lao to think deeply, he sighed quietly, and said in response: "Yes, it's really miserable."

Qin Tian felt something was wrong. This was not Yuan Dong's true style. Qin Tian patted his shoulder and asked, "Old Yuan, what's wrong?"

Yuan Dongzhen looked at him and smiled wryly, "For us old guys, Chinese medicine is no longer a profession but a mission. Seeing your younger generation grow up and take the lead in curing diseases and saving lives alone is more rewarding than anything else."

"Yes, isn't it pretty good?" Qin Tian asked puzzledly.

"But the development of traditional Chinese medicine is not very good now. Let's not talk about western medicine. After all, there are two systems. Even Korean medicine, which no one had heard of a few years ago, is now surpassing or even surpassing us. !" Yuan Dongzhen spoke very sincerely, with a heavy tone, without any of the previous cynicism.

Qin Tian nodded when he heard the words. It is true that a series of measures such as evaluation, protection, and excavation of traditional Chinese medicine are somewhat unsatisfactory. It is no wonder that an old man like Yuan Dongzhen is sad.

"Don't worry, I will work hard." Qin Tian comforted him.

"Go away, go away," I don't know if that was what Yuan Dong was waiting for, or if he had calmed down. As soon as Qin Tian finished speaking, he was kicked out of the site.

After getting out of the elevator and bidding farewell to the guards on duty, Qin Tian stood outside the door, he couldn't laugh or cry for a while, this old Yuan, those who didn't know it thought his surname was Zhou.

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A week later, Yuan Dongzhen asked for leave for Qin Tian, ​​and the three-day North China Traditional Chinese Medicine Competition began.

The venue for the competition was set at the Century Hotel, with all food and accommodation included. Yuan Dongzhen and I got out of the car, and the names in yellow fonts on the red silk cloths one after another were larger than the last, nothing more than words of celebration and expectation.

There were a lot of people, the hall was full, there were contestants and reporters, and there were seven or eight old men drinking tea sitting on the sofa, which seemed to be a quiet place, and behind them stood a large number of young and middle-aged doctors. They looked at them with admiration.

Qin Tian swept over there, and there was a piece of red gift paper pinned to the old man's chest, and the judges were so-and-so.

Lao Yuan chuckled twice, took out one from his pocket, wore it on his chest, and pulled Qin Tian towards him with a happy face.

Seeing Yuan Dongzhen approaching, all the old men stood up and nodded their heads.

Real Yuan Dong was quite angry, he introduced to Qin Tian: "This is ~ this is ~"

Qin Tian shouted hello, hello, hello, everyone, and couldn't remember their names at all.

"Old Yuan is here too, let us old fellows go up and get ready first."

An old man suggested. The judges went upstairs first. Qin Tian was left below. He looked around and didn't recognize anyone. He followed the example of the passers-by and stood up with his hands behind his back.

After waiting like this for more than an hour, at ten o'clock in the morning, a person who looked like a master of ceremonies led everyone upstairs and entered a magnificent, quiet and empty hall.

There were only a few rows of chairs in the hall, with the judges sitting at the top. Two rows of wooden chairs in the middle of the hall were empty. On the other side of the hall opposite the judges, there were about a hundred simpler wooden benches.

"Participants are asked to sit down according to their number plates, and the competition will begin immediately," said the master of ceremonies.

Qin Tian took out the number plate that Yuan Dongzhen gave him, found a seat and sat down, smiled politely with the people around him, Qin Tian looked back and forth, there were only a hundred contestants, and more people stood Behind them, there was a look of anticipation.

"Ahem," Yuan Dongzhen cleared his throat at the judges' table, "I announce that the [-]th North China Traditional Chinese Medicine Competition has officially begun!"

"Huh, huh, huh~" There was thunderous applause.

"Kacha Kacha Kacha~" The camera kept shooting.

"This competition is divided into three stages, please patients."

Eleven people in ordinary clothes walked in outside the door, and sat on the chairs in the middle of the hall.

"We screened a total of 110 people to participate in the competition. Most of the first-line hospitals, schools, and famous teachers in North China are here. The first link is diagnosis. According to everyone's number plate, a group of ten people will diagnose a disease in a group. The time limit is three 10 minutes."

"During this period, you are not allowed to ask, you are not allowed to speak, and you are not allowed to interfere with the same group. Please be more careful. This group of patients was carefully selected by us old guys. Haha, let's start."

Qin Tian looked at his number plate, 79.

All 110 people stood up and walked towards the patients belonging to their own group. Qin Tian also walked up with the people in the same row and walked towards the seventh patient.

The patient in Qin Tian's group was in his thirties, slightly fat, already half-bald with black hair, wearing glasses thicker than the bottom of a beer bottle, smiling nervously at the onlookers.

One person stepped forward first, pointed out with two fingers, and pressed three times along the sides of the patient's neck from top to bottom. Then he took off the patient's glasses and carefully inspected his facial features.

The second person stepped forward, straightened the patient's arm, and stretched it left and right. The patient felt weak and coughed twice. He took a look inside, then turned his palm over and looked at the palm of the patient.

The third person stepped forward and pressed the patient's abdomen, closed his eyes and listened quietly for a while, then he pressed the patient's knee and calf again, and retreated with a satisfied face.

The fourth person pressed the patient's chest lightly, making a muffled sound, and then pressed the patient's shoulder and arm to feel the pulse.

Qin Tian stepped forward, smiled strangely at Yuan Dongzhen in the stands, opened his empty eyes, and saw the whole mystery.

The tenth person was a man in his prime, wearing a light blue retro gown, with soft eyebrows and elegant eyes. He stepped forward, shook the patient's hand first, and gave him a warm smile. The patient put away his hand. He was a little restrained and his body relaxed a little.

Qin Tian raised his eyebrows, and looked at his diagnosis method sincerely.

He checked very meticulously. He pressed his slender, ruddy fingers from eyes to mouth. He didn't miss any of the patient's facial features, and he didn't miss any of the patient's neck, chest, arms, abdomen, and legs. His eyes were very focused, as if the patient What a precious treasure, it is worth checking again and again.

Others in Qin Tian's team didn't get tired of his tedious work, but kept moving their eyes following his movements. Qin Tian shrugged, it seemed that this teammate should be very famous.

Yuan Dongzhen, who was at the judges' table, turned to the old man next to him and said, "Is this Yang Shou of the Yang family?"

The old man next to him nodded, "Yes, his father, Yang Huan, had something to do and couldn't come, so he sent him here."

"Things from aristocratic families are different. Look at the sincere attitude toward patients and the meticulous care in diagnosis." One of the judges praised.

Yuan Dongzhen's white eyebrows trembled when he heard this, and he looked at Qin Tian.

Qin Tian was bored when he noticed Lao Yuan looking at him, and he immediately looked back with a smile.

Yuan Dongzhen greeted him with a punch and a pair of fierce clear eyes.

Qin Tian scratched the back of his head, what's the matter.

(End of this chapter)