Master Doctor in the City

Sitting by the riverside drinking black tea, when the river breeze of the Red River blows, it is indeed much more comfortable than staying in the room with hot flashes.

Ye Chen already knows something about the Eastern Medicine Contest, and from the preliminary round to the main round, he can also see the level of traditional Chinese medicine in various countries.

Ye Chen and Yang Yi talked for an hour. During the period, they asked the waiter to add tea twice. When Ye Chen was about to leave here and return to the Golden Lotus Luxury Hotel, he suddenly remembered that there were still some problems.

"Professor Yang, the patient I saw in the preliminary contest was a sore disease. I don't know what the other contestants saw of the patient?" Ye Chen asked.

Yang Yixian didn't expect Ye Chen to ask this question again.

"I haven't summarized it yet, but I can ask for you now." Yang Yixian said.

After he took out his cell phone to call the participating members of the Febrile Disease School, he quickly found that the patients were all surgical sores or surgical skin diseases.

When Yang Yixian said it, Ye Chen asked with some doubts: "Is it because the weather here in Vietnam is not good, so you can see that those patients are all patients with skin diseases?"

In fact, after learning from Xu Lao about the real inside story of Vietnam's first Eastern Medical Contest, it seems to be confirmed step by step after coming over now.

Naturally, Yang Yixian didn't know other things, but now he asked other members of the Febrile Disease School who participated in the competition, and the results were all the same, which is very strange.

"Professor Yang, I don't think we need to think about it. The patients who appear in the race tomorrow will also have surgical skin diseases." Ye Chen said confidently.

There is no doubt that if you come to participate in the Eastern Medicine Contest this time and see that the patients are all surgical, then it is undoubtedly the happiest for Chinese doctors who are good at surgical skin diseases, but for those who are good at internal medicine. It seems a bit unfair.

However, the organizer is here in Vietnam. What kind of patient the Vietnam organizer wants to choose will be treated equally to other contestants. If you are not good at surgery, you can only say that you are in There is still a long way to go in Chinese medicine.

"Really?" Yang Yixian asked doubtfully.

Although the patients who appeared in the preliminary rounds may all be surgical, but entering the main round, he felt that it should be possible to bias towards more comprehensive.

For example, in addition to surgery, there are internal medicine, gynecology, pediatrics, ENT, and even acupuncture and so on.

"I guess so. However, I should only know it until tomorrow afternoon." Ye Chen said.

He checked the time, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening, and returned to the Golden Lotus Luxury Hotel by car. It should have been past nine o'clock in the evening.

"Professor Yang, I'm leaving first. I think those contestants from the Febrile Disease School who have entered the race can look at the cases of surgical skin diseases, which may be good for them." Ye Chen said.

When he stood up and called the waitress to pay the bill, the two of them sat here and drank for almost an hour. The tea and service fee were only 30 yuan, which was not very expensive.

After he got out of this hotel, he stopped a tricycle and showed him the Vietnamese address of the Golden Lotus Luxury Hotel. Ye Chen sat in the car, thinking about those things just now.

I thought that Mr. Xu was just talking to himself, but now it seems that it might be true. So, now this first Eastern Medicine Contest seems to be calm, but then I won’t know.

About fifteen minutes later, Ye Chen returned to the entrance of the Golden Lotus Luxury Hotel, paid 20 yuan, went inside, and came to the entrance of the double luxury suite on the third floor. He saw that it was still locked and knew that the two women were still inside. , Ye Chen took out his cell phone and called Liao Bingxue.

After confirming that Ye Chen came back, Liao Bingxue hurried over to open the door.

Ye Chen had just stepped inside and saw Huang Xiaowei sitting on the sofa wrapped in bath towels. They should have just finished taking a shower.

Seeing Ye Chen's return, Huang Xiaowei looked nervous, and hurried back to the room, putting on her pajamas. However, even if she changed into her pajamas, Ye Chen looked over and found that the things she wore in her thin pajamas were naturally looming.

"What did you talk about just now?" Liao Bingxue asked.

Seeing Ye Chen went out for an hour and came back, I thought he had hooked up which Vietnamese beauty?

"I went to talk to Professor Yang and asked about the game." Ye Chen briefly talked to Liao Bingxue about the initial game.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Huang Xiaowei first drank the cold, bitter and astringent Chinese medicine soup that night, and then went back to the room to rest first.

Ye Chen and Liao Bingxue were still chatting outside. At ten o'clock in the evening, Ye Chen saw that Liao Bingxue was also yawning, and the two of them looked at the lamp in the living room and went back to the big bed in the room.

Liao Bingxue still slept in the middle of the big bed, Ye Chen slept on Liao Bingxue's left side, and Huang Xiaowei naturally slept on Liao Bingxue's right side.

Compared to last night, Liao Bingxue is not so nervous now, and Huang Xiaowei is also like that. However, it made Ye Chen and Liao Bingxue strange. This big bed was so wide that Huang Xiaowei actually fell under the bed when she slept into the middle of the night last night and didn't know she woke up.

"Xiao Wei, you don't have to sleep like that, you will fall down again." Liao Bingxue reminded in a low voice.

Huang Xiaowei nodded, turned on the air conditioner and covered the quilt. Under the action of the medicine, she fell asleep soon. Ye Chen looked at Liao Bingxue on the side, but just hugged her without saying anything.

In the early hours of the morning, Liao Bingxue got up to go to the bathroom. When he came back, he found that Ye Chen was already sleeping in the middle of the big bed. In order not to affect Ye Chen's rest, Liao Bingxue did not wake him up, but just lay beside Ye Chen.

In the middle of the night, Huang Xiaowei, who drank medicine and a lot of water, was awakened by urine. However, when she opened her eyes and woke up, she was a little dumbfounded, and found that she was not only suffocated by urine, but she actually shrank into Ye Chen's arms and was held tightly by Ye Chen.

"Well, this bastard, why did you hug me in the middle of the night?" Huang Xiaowei said angrily.

She couldn't figure it out. Didn't Ye Chen sleep on the other side of Liao Bingxue, why is she sleeping beside him now? Seeing Ye Chen like that, I thought I was taking advantage of her.

Huang Xiaowei said a few words. Ye Chen had already woke up, and when he saw that he was not holding Liao Bingxue, but Huang Xiaowei, he also said: "Bah, I hugged the wrong person, no wonder it is not the same size."

Huang Xiaowei's eyes were red, tears almost flowed, she got up from the bed gropingly, and walked to the bathroom without slippers.

But when I was sitting in the bathroom and urinating, I remembered Ye Chen's appearance just now, and couldn't help crying. As her cries grew louder, Ye Chen and Liao Bingxue in the room heard them.

The two got up in a hurry. Liao Bingxue looked at Huang Xiaowei who was sitting on the toilet and asked, "Xiaowei, how are you? Do you feel unwell?"