The Super School Doctor

The game is broadcast live throughout. During the game, if there is any objectionable treatment plan, it needs to be submitted to the jury for review.

In addition, the patients in the second round of the knockout rounds have been repeatedly diagnosed and demonstrated by the jury before they are sent to the competition, and they have already had a basic solution.

The members of the judging committee are all famous doctors from all over the country who have retired from the older generation of China, and they all have a very high level of diagnosis.

Zhang Liancheng handed in Duanmu Lingyun's prescription, but Xiong Yu was still thinking.

For a long time, Xiong Yu gave the boy another pulse. This time it took a long time. When the pulse was over, Xiong Yu muttered to himself: "It turns out to be like this."

Seeing that Xiong Yu hadn't given up, Duanmu Lingyun sneered again: "You don't have to work hard. I have submitted the treatment plan and will be approved soon."

Xiong Yu smiled and said, "Well, congratulations."

"Haha, I really should congratulate you, but don't forget our previous gambling agreement, we have written evidence!" Duanmu Lingyun glanced at Xiong Yu triumphantly.

Xiong Yu nodded, and said, "Well, there are two copies of the written documents, and I have them too, but the game is not over yet."

Seeing that Xiong Yu didn't give up, Duanmu Lingyun said, "Well, we will wait for the end of the game."

After Zhu Qingsong left bed 4, he went to bed 7. At this time, he also shouted to Zhang Liancheng: "Lao Zhang, come here, I have done the treatment plan for this patient."

Zhang Liancheng smiled and walked over and said, "You old angry youth, you are so fast."

Zhu Qingsong said: "Of these patients, the person who gradually freezes should be the most difficult to treat. Unfortunately, I didn't see the cause of the disease in the first time. It was seen by the young man. This patient is much easier to treat than the person who gradually freezes. Up."

Zhang Liancheng waved his hand and said, "This time you might have missed it. The treatment plan that gradually freezes people was not written by the young man Xiong Yu. Brother Duanmu came up with it first."

Zhu Qingsong was taken aback and asked: "How could it be him?"

Zhang Liancheng shook his head and said, "I don't know the specific situation."

Zhu Qingsong frowned and said, "This is the treatment plan for patient No. 7, you have to take a look first, and I will ask Duanmu Lingyun what is going on."

While Zhu Qingsong said, he passed the prescription to Zhang Liancheng.

Zhang Liancheng nodded and said, "That's fine."

When Zhu Qingsong returned to bed 4, Duanmu Lingyun was dreaming about waiting for the end of the game for a while, Xiong Yu surrendered and permanently withdrew from the medicine and medical circles.

Zhu Qingsong asked directly: "Brother Duanmu, I heard that you have seen the cause of patient No. 4 and wrote a treatment plan?"

Duanmu Lingyun saw Zhu Qingsong coming, and his eyes flashed with a strange color. The old angry young man used to reprimand him. Now, this old angry young man has been cured by him, and he can finally exhale!

Duanmu Lingyun cleared his throat and said loudly, "Yes, it's just a minor illness, not worth mentioning."

Zhu Qingsong frowned again and asked, "Is it just a minor illness?"

Duanmu Lingyun glanced at Zhu Qingsong faintly, picked up the free mineral water provided on the court, took a sip of the water, and said: "Yes, this person is not a real gradual freezing person. He has a gradual freezing illness. It was only caused by damage to the five internal organs. As long as the internal organs are warmed up, he can be healed."

The blue veins on Zhu Qingsong's forehead jumped, and seemed to say calmly: "Did you see this yourself? Or just overheared it?"

Duanmu Lingyun seemed to have been stepped on his tail, and screamed: "Brother Zhu, how can you say that? Am I the kind of person who eavesdrops on other people's conversations? This is a trivial illness, do I use eavesdropping? ?"

Zhu Qingsong took a deep breath and said, "So, you can see all of this by yourself, and then you prescribed the prescription again?"

Duanmu Lingyun proudly said: "That's natural!"

Zhu Qingsong said sharply: "Quack doctor!"

This voice spread all over the hall, shocking the doctor who was concentrating on seeing a doctor, and then he couldn't help but looked over here.

Zhu Qingsong is an old angry youth, this is a fact that the industry knows, they all want to see, who does not open their eyes to provoke the old angry youth.

Duanmu Lingyun was also taken aback by the harsh shout, and then he also said angrily: "Zhu Qingsong, don't talk nonsense!"

Zhu Qingsong said coldly: "Am I talking nonsense?"

Duanmu Lingyun said with a sullen face and sneered: "Aren't you talking nonsense? I understand, because you didn't cure this patient, I cured it easily, so you became angry, right?"

Zhu Qingsong laughed in anger and said sharply: "Is Zhu Qingsong in your eyes, that's such a person?"

Duanmu Lingyun also moved real fire, and said angrily: "Isn't it?"

Zhu Qingsong said word by word: "Save the gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain!"

Duanmu Lingyun said angrily: "Who do you think is the villain!"

Zhu Qingsong pointed to Duanmu Lingyun's nose, and said lightly: "The villain I'm talking about is you!"

Duanmu Lingyun was furious, took out a sharp scalpel directly from the box of medical equipment, and said angrily: "You say something to try?"

The people in the hall were shocked, what are they doing?

Is this the scene of a medical competition or a fighting competition?

How come you are about to move suddenly?

At this time, the audience watching the live broadcast of the game in Hall 4 was also in an uproar. Is the doctor's temper so irritable?

These two doctors who look like they are going to be hands-on are both in their 50s and 60s!

Zhu Qingsong is very famous in the imperial life, and he has treated many patients. In addition, the hospital he organized is also the most popular service.

So at this time, there were a lot of people supporting Zhu Qingsong, and countless barrage and news appeared in each live broadcast room.

"I'm paralyzed, who is the shaman with the knife, dare to confront Mr. Zhu and kill him when I go out!"

"I just checked the information of the man with the knife. He is called Duanmu Lingyun and currently lives in the mall."

"Don't say anything, did you organize a group to go to the mall? I stabbed this old guy tonight, and it was almost sent to heaven!"

"I'm here to say something weakly, everyone should exercise restraint. If Mr. Zhu knew about it, he would definitely not let everyone go."

There are many people who support Zhu Qingsong on the Internet. However, there are very few who support Duanmu Lingyun. This is strange. It stands to reason that Duanmu Lingyun's medical skills are also good. He has been practicing medicine for so many years and should have saved many people. But now I stand. Came out, but almost nothing.

In the lobby of an intermediary agency in Shangcheng.

Since Pang Sao insisted on inviting Huang Daxian in the lobby, the middle-aged man in a suit could not forcefully stop her. After all, Pang Sao was a major customer of their company today.

Zhong Lingyan suddenly shouted: "Mom, look, Duanmu Lingyun and the old doctor are about to fight!"

Sister-in-law suddenly stood up from the ground, leaned in front of the live broadcast, and said, "Didn't you just say that Duanmu Lingyun has already handed over the treatment plan?"

Zhong Lingyan said: "Yes!"

The fat sister asked in doubt: "Why would there be a fight then?"

Zhong Lingyan said: "I don't know either."

With a plop, the fat wife knelt down in the southeast corner of the hall again, saying something in her mouth: "Tian Lingling, Earth Lingling, kill Duanmu Lingyun, the old immortal!"

The face of the middle-aged man in the suit who has not left standing aside can't help but turn black. His three-year salary has fallen on Duanmu Lingyun. If this is really beaten to death, his three-year salary will be smashed. , When he gets home tonight, his wife can beat him to death!

So, the middle-aged man in a suit said in a low voice, comforting himself: "Well, this is a game, there will be no bloodshed."

The fat sister turned around and yelled at him: "Why can't there be bloodshed? Did you use the knife without seeing it?"

The middle-aged man in a suit plucked up the courage to say: “It’s impossible to kill, even if it’s dead, it’s useless. His treatment plan has been submitted. With the medical skills of Mr. Duanmu, as long as he submits the medical plan, he will definitely The patient can be cured!"