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Li Moheng, Huang Xu and Ma Shixun also came to the stage.

The people in the audience looked at Pi Yangyang standing on the stage and always felt that he was a little out of place.

Three white-haired heads of aristocratic families and a young man of twenty-five or twenty-six, it is impossible to associate them with each other no matter how you look at them.

"Brother Ma, you don't need to take the test. It's basically confirmed. Brother Li, I can only overestimate my own abilities and compete with you for this only spot."

After Huang Xu came on stage, he bowed to Li Moheng and spoke politely.

Li Moheng smiled calmly and said, "Brother Huang is too modest. This test is to select the best medical practitioners to go to Country J together and maintain the reputation of Chinese traditional Chinese medicine, so I have to come and make a fool of myself. As for the last spot, Brother Huang is not competing with me alone, there is another young man."

Huang Xu glanced at Pi Yangyang not far away, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Young people nowadays are really too impetuous. After learning a little bit of medical skills, they think they are great and dare to come to the National Medical Hall to take the test."

"Uh...Brother Huang, don't judge a person by his appearance. He may be young, but I see that he is calm and composed, so he must have some real skills."

Li Moheng straightened his expression and said.

Huang Xu was still disdainful, "Even if he is the descendant of a famous teacher, his medical skills can never be better than yours and mine."

Li Moheng shook his head slightly, sighed and said: "Our three great families have always implemented the strategy of closed-door cultivation, and we know too little about the outside world. I have said long ago that it is not a solution for us to continue like this. It is not a hundred years ago now. If we continue to treat our inheritance as a family heirloom and never pass it on to others, Chinese traditional medicine will really be over."

Huang Xu was stunned, and then said: "Brother Li, I don't agree with this. Our family of traditional Chinese medicine has its own ancestral teachings. The rise and fall of our family depends on these things passed down by our ancestors. Brother Li, are you planning to open a school to accept disciples, or contribute your Li family's medical skills?"

"That's not what I meant. I think we can't just stick to the old ways, but we should let the young people in our family go out and travel around the world. In this way, they will not only gain more knowledge, but they may also get some opportunities."

Li Moheng thought about it and replied.

"Get an opportunity?" Huang Xu sneered, "What kind of opportunity can there be? Is there anyone out there whose medical skills are better than our three great families?"

Li Moheng shook his head again, somewhat speechless.

Ma Shichu, who had been silent the whole time, said at this time: "I think what Brother Huang said makes sense. The inheritance of our ancestors is the foundation of our family's survival and it is the guarantee for our descendants to enjoy prosperity and wealth. How can we pass it on so easily?"

Li Moheng said helplessly: "Well, since both of you think so, then I have nothing to say."

Ma Shichu said with some caution: "Brother Li, our ancestors of the three major families formed an alliance three hundred years ago and established rules for the three families to advance and retreat together. You... won't go against the ancestral teachings and secretly open your door to accept disciples, right?"

Li Moheng's expression became serious, and he said, "Brother Ma, don't worry. I, Li Moheng, am not such an unruly person."

Ma Shichang seemed to be relieved, nodded and said: "Brother Li, please don't be offended. I am also thinking about our three major families."

Pi Yangyang, who was not far away, could actually hear the discussion of the three people clearly.

His eyesight and hearing are much sharper than those of ordinary people, so even if there are people talking in the hall, it still cannot affect him.

After hearing what Li Moheng said, Pi Yangyang couldn't help but have a certain liking for him.

At least this person is not so old-fashioned and is truly concerned about Chinese medicine.

At this time, Lu Xiuran announced that the four people participating in the test began to draw lots.

The four people successively grabbed two folded pieces of paper from a cardboard box. After opening them, Pi Yangyang grabbed numbers five and eight.

Four desks have been prepared on the stage to serve as examination tables for those taking the test.

All the tools are ready, including pen, ink, paper, inkstone, pulse pillow bag, etc.

However, you have to carry your own needles.

As the heads of the three major families, their needles were passed down from their ancestors. They have a long history and have saved countless lives. A lot of spiritual energy has been accumulated on the needles.

The therapeutic effect of this kind of needle is naturally much better than that of ordinary needles.

The three men came to their own examination tables, took out the needles, and spread them out on the table.

Pi Yangyang couldn't help but take a curious glance.

As soon as these people's needle bags were opened, he felt a trace of spiritual energy. Although it was weak, he could feel it clearly with his perception ability.

At the same time, he was slightly stunned and subconsciously covered the spirit gathering bead in his arms.

Needless to say, the Spirit Gathering Pearl will not be lazy in places where there is spiritual energy.

The golden needles on his body also have spiritual energy, and are much more concentrated than the three sets of needles combined, but the Spirit Gathering Pearl will never absorb the spiritual energy on the needles.

Perhaps, the Spirit Gathering Pearl can also know which ones can be absorbed and which ones cannot?

But he soon realized that he was overthinking.

Because he had already sensed that a trace of spiritual energy was coming into his arms.

Next to Pi Yangyang is Ma Shiqi, followed by Huang Xu, and finally Li Moheng.

Pi Yangyang could sense all the spiritual energy on their needles, but he didn't know how far the spirit gathering bead could absorb it.

However, the spiritual energy of the needle used by Ma Shixuan could definitely not be preserved.

He had no good feelings towards this person, so he let the Spirit Gathering Pearl absorb the spiritual energy from his needle.

He took out the needle bag and placed it on the table, not in a hurry to open it.

Then, four patients were carried up by the staff and placed in front of the four people.

In front of Pi Yangyang was a middle-aged woman with a flushed face, lying on a stretcher, groaning constantly.

"Doctor, save me, I don't want to die, my child hasn't graduated from college yet... I can't die yet..."

Sweat kept flowing down her face, as if she was in great pain.

"Don't worry, this is the National Medical Clinic. The doctors here today are all famous doctors. They will definitely be able to cure your illness..."

The staff comforted him.

At this time, a middle-aged man in the audience shouted anxiously: "You have so many famous doctors here, why don't you let them see my wife, but let a young man who just graduated see her?"

Immediately, several people around him also started shouting, asking for someone else to watch.

Lu Xiuran couldn't help but frown, walked to the edge of the stage, and said to them: "Don't worry, those who can come here to take the test have trustworthy medical skills. Moreover, we are here to watch, if the situation is not right, we will take action."

The middle-aged man looked at him suspiciously and said, "Really?"

At this time, Zhen Nanzhi had already come to the front of the stage and said proudly: "That's President Lu of the Chinese Medical Association. Don't you believe what he says?"

The middle-aged man was startled, and then said nervously: "President Lu, I was too anxious just now... I'm sorry..."

Lu Xiuran waved his hand and said, "It's okay. I understand how you feel. Don't worry, since we have invited you to the Chinese Medical Center, we will do our best to treat you, and it's completely free."

"Thank you, President Lu, thank you..."

The middle-aged man bent his legs and was about to kneel down.

Lu Xiuran quickly said, "No need to do that, just watch quietly."

At this time, Pi Yangyang had already written a few words on a piece of paper and handed it to Mao Deyong on the referee's stand.

Mao Deyong took it with a look of astonishment, and without even looking at it, he asked, "You have diagnosed her condition in this way?"

Pi Yangyang said calmly: "Her condition is not complicated, but it was delayed for too long, causing complications and endangering her life."

"Are you kidding me? You didn't ask, didn't take her pulse, and didn't even take a serious look at her, and you can determine her condition? Aren't you kidding me?"

Mao Deyong shook the note in his hand and said angrily.

As soon as he said this, Ai Qiu Ming on the side looked at Pi Yang Yang strangely.

"Young man, are you too impatient? Medicine is a rigorous science. Aren't you afraid of misdiagnosis?"

Ai Qiu Ming looked at Pi Yang Yang and kindly reminded him.

Pi Yangyang smiled and said, "If I misdiagnose you, then you will be eliminated according to the rules."

Ai Qiuming was startled when he heard him speak so straightforwardly, and said to Mao Deyong: "Brother Mao, can you show me?"

Mao Deyong handed the note over and said disdainfully: "Based on his attitude, he won't pass this test!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, Ai Qiuming on the side said in astonishment: "Brother Mao, take a look too!"