Dress like a five-year-old little Fubao? Don't panic, take out the space with your backhand and

The competition started soon, and irrelevant people were not allowed to enter the city lord's mansion.

Jiang Guoguo managed to sneak in by using Wang Wanli's identity as a drug boy. After entering, he looked around and saw an unusually prominent figure on the so-called judges' bench.

I saw that this man had a handsome appearance and was in his early twenties, maybe less than thirty years old.

He was dressed in blue robes and brocade clothes, with a valuable jade hanging on his waist. He held a folding fan in his left hand and was playing with a walnut that had already burst into pulp in his right hand.

At first glance, this person does not have the temperament of a miracle doctor, but more like a young man who likes to play games.

However, from a professional perspective, Jiang Guoguo knew at a glance that this person was the rumored youngest miracle doctor of Longyang Kingdom, Zhuge Xiao.

Looking carefully, Zhuge Xiao's face is not only handsome, but also a little unruly between his brows, and his pair of narrow eyes have an edge and depth that ordinary doctors don't have.

Zhuge Xiao is by no means an ordinary miracle doctor!

In no time, the game has already begun.

The first round was the elimination round. Because the number of wild men who signed up to participate was far more than expected, we had to use a method of identifying medicinal materials to drive out some of the gangsters.

"The basket of medicinal materials in front of you is full of unprocessed medicinal materials. You need to pick out twenty kinds within the time of a cup of tea."

As they were talking, young and old contestants swarmed over, fearing that if they arrived too late, the easily identifiable medicinal materials would be picked away.

Jiang Guoguo took a casual glance and found that there were quite a few gangsters among them.

Some people may have only learned a little bit, thinking they can do it, and look around among the contestants in an attempt to "copy homework."

But the prize for the winner was too tempting, and the miracle doctor Zhuge Xiao was also present. Many doctors wanted to take the opportunity to show off, so they were careful to prevent others from prying during the process of identifying the medicinal materials and writing them down.

Not long after, those who looked around but hesitated to take action were invited out of the city lord's mansion.

Ten minutes later, the results of the preliminary round were announced, and only twenty of the hundreds of applicants were left.

After all, his old apprentice Wang Wanli also runs a drug store, so this level is not difficult for him.

Next, after another round of competition, the organizer invited ten patients with similar symptoms, severity, and duration of illness to be treated by twenty doctors.

Whoever prescribes the correct prescription first will advance to the next round.

Jiang Guoguo's small body was squeezed into the front of the onlookers. With just one glance, she could tell that these patients were all infected with cold.

The ancients called it wind-cold, but in modern terms, it is not a common cold, but a viral cold, which is contagious to a certain extent.

Therefore, in addition to medicines for relieving ordinary wind and cold, the medicines must also include medicines with antiviral effects such as Daqingye, Isatis root, Scutellaria baicalensis, etc.

These are common diseases that folk doctors are best at, and should not be a problem for her old apprentice.

Sure enough, Wang Wanli was the first to write down a suitable prescription after taking his pulse and checking his eyelids, tongue and other places.

The prescription was sent directly to Zhuge Xiao for review.

Zhuge Xiao's hand with clear joints took the prescription and took a look at it, then nodded slightly and spit out a few words like clear springs from his mouth.

"You passed."

Wang Wanli felt happy, thinking that this game was too easy.

But soon, Wang Wanli's face fell.

Although the stumbling blocks on the road to success arrive late, they are never absent!

In front of him, a patient was lifted up and lying in front of the remaining ten contestants.

This man's face was dark green with an unnatural blush, as if he was drunk, and his exposed skin was gray and bloodless.

His hands and feet were twisted unnaturally. Even in a coma, he still twitched from time to time, and it looked like he was running out of time.

Such a patient was actually the last question in the exam, which made the contestants frown.

At this time, Zhuge Xiao suddenly stood up and introduced himself:

"This person's name is Dashan. He is a laborer in the mine. He has the habit of drinking. Half a month ago, he suddenly passed out while returning to work. He vomited, had intermittent convulsions, and had night sweats and has been in coma to this day. These are the test questions for you. Let's start.

"

As soon as Zhuge Xiao finished speaking, the doctors gathered around him one after another and began to look, hear and question the unconscious man.

The question was naturally asked by the family members of the comatose who were accompanying him.

It was a middle-aged woman who looked extremely vicissitudes of life, followed by five children, all of whom were tearful and haggard.

It is easy to see from their clothes that this family is very poor.

Jiang Guoguo looked at this family and felt a little sympathetic.

From the outside, they seemed to be similar to her family's previous difficulties.

Now that the pillar of support has fallen, the hope of the whole family has fallen. What will happen to the five children who are waiting to be fed?

At this time, the three doctors had given up after reading it, turned around, disappeared into the crowd, and left sadly.

There were also some doctors who, with the permission of the city lord, summoned the accompanying medicine disciples.

The medicine disciples walked over carrying their master's medicine boxes.

Jiang Guoguo's expression lit up when she saw this, and she dragged Wang Wanli's wooden medicine box over.

"Ouch, whose little medicine boy is so young that he comes out to follow the master and travels all over the country?"

"My dear, this baby looks like she's only five years old. It's really hard for her to carry such a big box..."

The petite Jiang Guoguo trudged forward dragging a wooden box that was almost as tall as her, and soon attracted everyone's attention.

She struggled to drag the wooden box over, and she sat down on the ground without any strength.

"Emma, ​​baby, I'm so tired. Old apprentice, how many things have you put in the alley? I'm so tired."

It was troublesome for doctors in ancient times. They had to carry such a heavy suitcase wherever they went. Sometimes they fell sick and fell tired on the road without seeing a few people.

Wang Wanli scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

"Little Master, this disciple has everything in this medicine box, including silver needles, the usual medicinal materials, and some books, which are convenient for reading at any time. By the way, the acupuncture point map you gave me, Little Master, is also carried with me.

At the bottom of the box."

Yes, the acupuncture point map is at the bottom of the box...

The conversation between the two was conducted quietly, so no one noticed what they said.

"Little Master, do you want to take a look at this patient? I will protect you."

"This man is very strange. His pulse is very disordered, and there are signs of poisoning and malnutrition. But my disciple feels that these are not enough to cause him to fall directly into a state of semi-death, but I really can't see anything else."

While they were talking, the other doctors also frowned and started whispering with their own medicine disciples beside them.

It is obvious that this patient is definitely not easy to treat.

What Jiang Guoguo didn't notice was that Zhuge Xiao on the high seat also had a pensive look on his face.

He would choose this person as a test subject, it's definitely not that simple...