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"Is it finally starting?"

Ye Chen felt the restless atmosphere in the venue, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

Originally, Ye Chen wanted to rely on this traditional Chinese medicine competition to experience the medical skills of the four major schools.

But he didn't expect that the champion of the traditional Chinese medicine competition would be a five-hundred-year-old elixir. This elixir was more important to Ye Chen.

If he could get this elixir, Ye Chen was sure that he could open the seventh door.

"How is this first competition going to compare? Just compare it to prescriptions?"

Ye Chen frowned and turned his head to look at Shi Heyang.

"Of course it's not that simple."

Shi Heyang said with a mysterious face: "In the final analysis, the traditional Chinese medicine competition cannot escape the four diagnostic methods of traditional Chinese medicine. This competition is a test of physical examination."

"Visiting a doctor? Isn't this too simple?"

Ye Chen frowned and said with a confused look.

The Four Diagnostics of Traditional Chinese Medicine are skills that every introductory Chinese medicine practitioner must learn. Those who can participate in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Competition will naturally be very proficient in the Four Diagnostics of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

If it is just a test of physical examination, then this first test is actually not very necessary.

"Do you think everyone's medical skills are as strong as yours? Although those who can participate in the traditional Chinese medicine competition this time are all elites from major traditional Chinese medicine families, the only ones who can compare with you are the geniuses from the four major sects. ”

Shi Heyang glanced at Ye Chen and said angrily: "Inspection is the cornerstone of the four diagnoses of traditional Chinese medicine and the foundation of traditional Chinese medicine. Starting from the basics makes it easier to find problems. Precisely because inspection is simple, it tests medical skills even more."

Ye Chen touched his nose and nodded, with a look of understanding on his face.

"This first competition is about medical examination and prescription. The contestants rely on medical examination to formulate prescriptions. Our judges will select eight places to enter the next competition. At the same time, this person will be selected. The winner of the competition."

Dongfang Nan pointed to the wooden box next to him and said with a smile: "There are twenty pieces of paper in this wooden box. Each piece of paper has a serial number. Each serial number corresponds to a patient. Now let the Shuiyue Sect Master draw it out. Serial number."

Shuiyue stood up and took out a piece of paper from the wooden box with the number sixteen written on it.

"Patient No. 16, do you have any objections from the referees? If you are worried about our Ghost Doctor Sect cheating, you can let the Shuiyue Sect Master make a new selection."

Dongfang Nan said with a smile.

The other referees shook their heads and said it made no sense.

"Since you have no objections, please ask the contestants to come to the front and do it."

Dongfang Nan said with a smile.

Shi Heyang touched Ye Chen, and then Ye Chen followed Shi Heyang and sat in the front row of the venue.

The patient is very close here, only three or four meters away. For doctors like them who practice qi, they can see clearly.

Ye Chen glanced around and saw that there were about thirty people. Most of those who could participate in the Chinese medicine competition were leaders from traditional Chinese medicine families. These thirty people already represented the pinnacle of young people in the Chinese medicine world.

Then Dongfang Nan gestured towards the bottom of the stage, and soon a special etiquette lady brought man No. 16 up.

A middle-aged man walked up. Seeing so many people in the venue, he sat on the stage a little timidly.

As the lights flashed, the patient appeared on the big screen so clearly that even his pores could be seen clearly.

"This is some general information about the patient. In half a stick of incense, whoever comes up with the most accurate prescription will be the winner of this first competition."

Dongfangnan lit the incense next to him with his own hands.

As the incense slowly burned, more than 30 people participating in the competition stared at the patients on the stage carefully.

On the contrary, the middle-aged man on the stage looked a little pale.

Ye Chen's eyes flashed, he turned on the perspective, scanned the middle-aged man inside and out, and then a smile flashed in his eyes.

If you just use physical examination, Ye Chen has a much greater advantage than other contestants.

At least under his perspective, no disease could escape his eyes.

Ye Chen thought for a moment, then picked up the brush first and started writing on the white paper he had prepared.

After a full five breaths, Tang Hongyu from the Medicine King Temple withdrew his gaze, glanced at Ye Chen who was writing, frowned, picked up the brush for the second time, and started writing the prescription.

The third person to write is Baili Lu of Baicao Villa, followed closely by Dongfang Ming of Ghost Doctor Sect and Yuexiang of Miaoxian Pavilion.

By the time Ye Chen finished writing the prescription, half of the people at the scene were still staring at the patient on the stage, their eyes full of anxiety.

Although inspection is the most basic skill among the four diagnosis methods of traditional Chinese medicine, it also tests the doctor’s vision and experience the most.

As long as there is a slight mistake and the medicine is not suitable for the patient, not only will it fail to cure the disease, but it will also harm the patient.

So there is no reason for them to be careless.

"Grandpa Shi, will brother Ye Chen win?"

Liu Sibei looked at Ye Chen who was at ease and asked with a worried look.

"Don't worry, your brother Ye Chen will definitely take first place in this first round."

Shi Chunsheng smiled and said with certainty.

As someone who has had medical experience with Ye Chen, Shi Chunsheng is very confident in Ye Chen's medical skills.

Not to mention these young people, even some old guys, I am afraid they are no match for Ye Chen.

At this time, after Ye Chen finished writing the prescription, he put down his pen and glanced at Shi Heyang next to him, with a smile on his face.

Shi Heyang's basic skills are very solid, the diseases he diagnoses are accurate, and the prescriptions are accurate. It seems that there should be no problem in entering the second round.

"time up."

Soon, the time for half a stick of incense passed.

The Ghost Doctor Sect sent a disciple to collect all the prescriptions from the contestants and handed them over to the judging panel.

The referee team is not only people from the four major sects, but also some famous doctors from China, including Shi Chunsheng.

After Dongfang Nan and others reviewed the prescriptions of all the participants, they began to discuss with each other. Ye Chen vaguely felt that many judges looked at him strangely.

"Ye Chen, have you written some shocking prescription again? I think there's something wrong with the way these big guys look at you."

Shi Heyang touched Ye Chen and said quietly.

"It's not some shocking prescription."

Ye Chen was stunned for a moment and said with a wry smile.

The prescriptions he wrote are all very common medicinal materials, and the pharmacology is also extremely simple. Everyone present can draw them up. Logically speaking, it really shouldn't be so eye-catching.

For a moment, Ye Chen was a little confused.

After a full ten minutes of discussion, the referee stopped.

"We have already looked at the prescriptions for each player. The vast majority of the players have identified the correct symptoms and prescribed the appropriate medicines."

Dongfang Nan paused for a moment when he said this, then glanced at Ye Chen and said in a deep voice: "After discussion among the referees, the winner of the first competition is Ye Chen."

"It's really him."

There was a slight noise in the crowd, and many people looked at Ye Chen with envy.

"I'm not convinced."

A cold voice suddenly sounded, and Tang Hongyu suddenly stood up and looked at Dongfang Nan with a gloomy expression. (To be continued)