I became beautiful by eating melons

All patients who come to participate in the competition will receive a sum of medical expenses donated in the name of University A.

The competition is divided into three rounds, and the first round is to judge the condition of the disease.

Traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine have different ways of judging the condition. Western medicine relies on medical equipment and gives accurate results. Traditional Chinese medicine judges the condition through observation, auscultation, questioning and palpation, and relies more on the rich experience of traditional Chinese medicine.

In the first round, time is not a factor, as long as the answers given are accurate.

Chen Guang has been practicing medicine for many years and is very experienced. Even though there were no precise medical equipment on site to support his judgment, he still gave the answer based on past cases.

After he gave the result, he turned his head to look at Ye Rou.

She was making a V sign to the camera, and the blackboard had already been handed over to the staff.

Chen Guang frowned.

How come this little girl writes so fast?

Don’t you know and just write something nonsense?

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The reporters in the audience had already noticed the tense atmosphere between the two associations.

Seeing Zhang Huairen leaving the stands, newspaper reporters excitedly surrounded him.

"Professor Zhang, why did you leave?"

Zhang Huairen said with a sad face: "Traditional Chinese medicine is a historical and cultural heritage with a long history. In recent years, it has gradually declined due to the impact of Western medicine. After today, traditional Chinese medicine may never recover."

The reporter got Zhang Huairen's meaning and immediately asked, "Do you think Ye Rou will definitely lose to Chen Guang?"

"Without a doubt." Zhang Huairen answered firmly.

The reporter asked, "Did the Chinese Medicine Association watch Ye Rou lose the game?"

Zhang Huairen sneered, "Not only did the three presidents not stop Ye Rou from participating in the competition, the vice president of the association even made a bet with the people of the Western Medicine Association about the matter of the Chinese and Western Medicine Hospital!"

Big news!

The reporter's face turned red with excitement and he asked a series of questions.

"Who proposed this bet? Do the three presidents agree with this decision? Are they sure Ye Rou will win? Why do they trust Ye Rou so much? Have they known Ye Rou for a long time, or are they afraid of Ye Rou's grandfather, Chairman Zheng Zhiyuan?"

Zhang Huairen was not here to be the association's spokesperson, so he did not answer any of these questions.

Facing the reporters, he announced: "I am withdrawing from the Chinese Medicine Association from today. From now on, anything that happens in the association has nothing to do with me!"

Several representatives of the old school spoke out and expressed their intention to sever ties with the Chinese Medicine Association.

The reporter was not interested at all in their withdrawal from the Chinese Medicine Association. Tomorrow's news would definitely be about Ye Rou, so he tried hard to get back to the topic.

"As a professor at the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine of University A and Ye Rou's teacher, after knowing about this competition, did you not stop her from participating?"

"Of course I tried to stop her." Zhang Huairen said coldly, "In order to prevent the Chinese medicine industry and classmate Ye Rou from sinking together, I proposed that my student take Ye Rou's place in the competition."

Li Miaoshou raised his chin and walked to Zhang Huairen.

An old man and a young man stood side by side, both with their chins raised and looks of arrogance.

The reporters waved, signaling the photographer to take a picture of them.

Seeing the camera pointed at them, Li Miaoshou puffed out his chest even higher.

Reporter: "Then why is Ye Rou still participating in the competition?"

Zhang Huairen said angrily: "Principal Ji did not agree."

At this moment, the first round of competition was officially announced to begin.

After listening to the rules of the first round of the competition, the reporter immediately asked Zhang Huairen, "Which do you think has a greater advantage in diagnosing diseases, Chinese medicine or Western medicine?"

"Of course it's Chinese medicine!" Zhang Huairen said arrogantly, "Western medicine cannot do without medical equipment, but Chinese medicine doesn't require that much trouble."

"Since Chinese medicine has the advantage, then Ye Rou might win the first round?"

After hearing the reporter's question, Zhang Huairen sneered.

"Traditional Chinese medicine has advantages, but if it's an experienced old Chinese medicine practitioner, Ye Rou will lose in the first round."

The reporter stared at the center of the playground and exclaimed, "Comrade Ye Rou has already given the answer, even faster than Vice President Chen!"

Zhang Huairen's confident smile became even more exaggerated, "I guess I can't give an answer, so I'll just write something nonsense!"

Several old-school figures from the Chinese Medicine Association also shook their heads, looking disapproving.

"You are still too young and think that the faster you are, the better winner you will be."

"If we lose in the first round, we may not even make it to the third round."

"It's so embarrassing with so many people watching."

As the voices of pessimism continued to ring in his ears, Zhang Huairen felt particularly happy.

The more badly Ye Rou loses, the more correct and wiser the decision he makes is.

He looked towards the playground, his eyes strangely bright, and a smile on his face.

Chen Guang also wrote the answer on the small blackboard.

In order to ensure the openness and fairness of the competition, the staff hung up a blackboard for everyone to see.

"The answers are the same!" The reporter said excitedly, "Ye Rou and Vice President Chen's answers are the same!"

"How can it be!"

Zhang Huairen's face turned dark. He pushed away the people blocking his way, held the railing tightly with both hands, stared at the two blackboards, and compared them carefully.

Except for the different handwriting, the answers are actually the same!

The name of the disease, cause of the disease, treatment method, and even the prescribed medicine are all the same!

This is impossible!

Zhang Huairen suddenly had an idea and shouted, "She cheated, she must have cheated!"

When the reporter heard this, he quickly squeezed to Zhang Huairen with a pen and paper, "Professor Zhang, why do you say Ye Rou cheated?"

"She is a Chinese medicine practitioner, but she actually wrote down the prescription for Western medicine. This is cheating!" Zhang Huairen said confidently: "She has very sharp ears. She must have heard Chen Guangnian's answer!"

The reporter disagreed, "But when Ye Rou finished writing, Vice President Chen Guang hadn't started yet. How do you explain this?"

Zhang Huairen froze.

The camera was pointed at Zhang Huairen and gave him a close-up.

His stiff expression was magnified infinitely in the camera.

Staring at the camera that was sticking up like a spear, Zhang Huairen's collar was soaked with cold sweat.

Suddenly he heard Li Miaoshou muttering quietly, "Maybe the principal gave away the question."

Zhang Huairen's eyes lit up.

"That's right!"

"Principal Ji must have been afraid that Ye Rou would lose, so he gave her the test paper in advance!"

Several other old Chinese medicine practitioners also echoed:

“This is blatant cheating!”

"The content of the competition was decided by the A University administration. In order to let Ye Rou win, they must have told Ye Rou the answer long ago!"

"How shameless!"

Zheng Daoguang, who was standing not far from Zhang Huairen, lit up his eyes.

He pinched Zhu Bingying's shoulders and whispered, "Wait for me here. You are not allowed to go anywhere."

The man's breathing was close to her ears, and Zhu Bingying nodded stiffly.

"Speak." Zheng Daoguang was dissatisfied.

Zhu Bingying quickly forced out a flattering smile: "I'm right here, I won't run around."

"Good boy." Zheng Daoguang rubbed her head with satisfaction and turned around to look for someone.

Zhu Bingying was left alone, standing under the scorching sun, shivering with cold.

Since that day, when she knew that it was Zheng Daoguang who reported Ye Rou to the Little Red Soldiers and put the blame on her, she became extremely afraid of Zheng Daoguang.

She thought Zheng Daoguang was simple-minded and easy to manipulate, but in fact, he was calculating, scheming and vicious, and was not someone she could control at all.

Zhu Bingying was scared, and she tried to avoid Zheng Daoguang from that day on. Unfortunately, she was stopped by Zheng Daoguang after only two days.

She had given her body to him in order to seduce Zheng Daoguang. The endless entanglement these days made Zhu Bingying exhausted both physically and mentally, and she quickly lost a lot of weight.

Zhu Bingying regretted it.

She shouldn't have been afraid of being kicked out of the Zheng family and seduced Zheng Daoguang, nor should she have been instigated by Wen Bo to target Ye Rou. She was wrong.

Unfortunately, repentance is useless at this moment.

Because no one would help her.

Zhu Bingying crossed her arms and her sleeves were pulled up as she moved, revealing the purple bruises on her wrists and arms.

"Were these all made by Zheng Daoguang?"