“The afternoon game venue is outside the venue?”

Under the leadership of Jiangzhicheng, Junlin was slightly surprised to see the long row of strip-shaped wooden tables arranged outside the venue at some time.

"Yes, Brother Jun, look over there!"

Jiangzhicheng, who was leading the way, nodded, then reached out and pointed the direction for Junlin.

Junlin looked in that direction and saw a large banner worth more than ten meters long. There was a surge of people outside the banner blocking it.

Junlin looked at it and seemed to see some shopping malls rushing for activities.

"So many people?"

"Brother Jun, look over there again!" Jiang Zhicheng stretched out his hand and pointed another direction to Junlin.

Junlin turned around and said in surprise:

"And there are journalists?"

"This is the publicity nowadays! The Chinese Medicine Association needs to develop, so naturally there are some ways to keep pace with the times! The competition has been like this in recent years. We have organized free medical treatment activities. Please click on the reporter and increase the exposure more!"

After Jiang Zhicheng finished speaking, he saw Junlin looking at him with a suspicious look on his face, and immediately smiled:

"Hehe, Brother Jun, actually, this is what I heard from my dad! He said that although the Chinese Medicine Association has developed well over the years, it has only taken advantage of policy support! Fundamentally speaking, it is still far from the development of modern Western medicine!"

"These are not all your attention, right?" Junlin suddenly said as he looked at Jiang Zhicheng.

"Ah?" Jiang Zhicheng was stunned for a moment, and he didn't react and said:

"Brother Jun, did my dad tell you?"

"Haha!" Junlin looked at him, chuckled and said without explanation.

He didn't believe that Jiang Zhicheng would tell him these things for no reason, and with Jiang Zhicheng's playboy personality before, would he listen to Jiang Hong talk about these things?

So, since Jiang Zhicheng talked about this and looked at his smiling face, it was obvious that this matter had something to do with him.

Therefore, Junlin only guessed that, and according to Jiang Zhicheng's reaction, he should have guessed it correctly.

This is Junlin's first time participating in this competition and is not familiar with the process of the competition. However, as a member of half of the association's internal staff, Enochung is very familiar with this competition.

He took Junlin all the way to the preparation venue for the participants, and introduced Junlin to Jiangzhicheng Road:

"Brother Jun, I asked my dad! The final this afternoon is the same as in previous years! There is only one thing to do, and I will take the clinic!"

"Sitting for a consultation?" Junlin raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Jiangzhicheng.

"Yes, it's just a consultation!" Jiang Zhicheng nodded, pointed to the long row of wooden tables outside the venue, and explained:

"Brother Jun, have you seen that long table? The candidates for the finals in the afternoon, including the scheduled players like Brother Jun, who have entered the finals directly, are about fifty! At that time, each of you will be responsible for a table for the consultation! The targets of the treatment are volunteer patients sent by the major people's hospitals in H City!"

Junlin nodded. If he was in the clinic, with the level of medical skills he has obtained and the third level of true energy assistance of the "Dragon Emperor's Art", as long as he does not encounter any strange and terminal illness, it should not be a problem!

Thinking about it this way, the content of this game should be considered simple for him!

However, since he came for the final reward of the competition, that is, those spiritual medicines, he naturally wanted to win the championship!

If the competition event is not a problem, what are the specific rules of the competition?

Junlin looked at Jiangzhicheng. Before he could speak, Jiangzhicheng seemed to have understood what he meant and continued to explain:

"Brother Jun, the rules of this competition are also very simple! At that time, the presidents and managers of the association will select equal amounts of patients to each contestant, and the number will be controlled at about fifty people! And what each contestant has to do is to make a reasonable treatment plan for each patient! Of course, the treatment plan here is limited to traditional Chinese medicine treatment!"

Speaking of this, Jiangzhicheng paused for a moment and continued:

"The evaluation of the results of the competition is simpler. At that time, the presidents will join hands with the supervisors of the Association to review each treatment plan provided by each player, compare it with each other, and select the best one as the champion!"

I have to say that what Jiang Zhicheng introduced is still very clear! Of course, this is inseparable from his efforts last night.

Because I was afraid that I would remember it wrong, last night, Jiangzhicheng asked me for a detailed introduction to the various contents of the competition.

Therefore, this is why he performed this way in front of Junlin today!

In the preparation area for participants outside the venue, Liang Qiu, who had just been slapped in the face by Jiang Zhicheng, was also there.

As a returnee, Liang Qiu has a good medical skills and successfully passed the previous competition and reached the final this afternoon.

Standing in the corner of the preparation area, Liang Qiu looked at Jiangzhicheng not far away, and Junlin and his eyes were full of hatred and resentful expressions.

Since he was slapped by Jiang Zhicheng in the venue, no matter where Liang Qiu went, he always felt the ridiculousness of others' eyes when he looked at him!

This made Liang Qiu, who has always been proud, feel unbearable hatred!

He hates the city of the river and the king's land!

"Smile! Let's see how long you can laugh! After the game, I will return all the shame you imposed on me ten times!"

Liang Qiu stared at the backs of Junlin and clenched his fists.

On the other hand, out of the powerful intuition of the warrior himself, when Liang Qiu's eyes were cast, Jun Lin had already discovered the other party.

However, after a brief glance at Liang Qiu, Jun Lin ignored him.

Just a clown, I really don't have much interest in paying attention to it.

As the competition time approaches, the players in the contestants' preparation area are gradually getting full. At this time, Junlin also saw many acquaintances.

Of course, the acquaintances mentioned here are naturally not the contestants, but some people sitting in the judges and VIP seats.

Like the judges district, Zhou Zhongying, the president of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, Li Mu, the honorary president of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, Ji Changchun, the life-saving benefactor, Jiang Zhicheng Laozi, etc., all of them are good relationships with Junlin.

In addition, there are also some people with bad relationships, such as Wei Xun, who had quarrels with Junlin before, Jiao, who had conflicts in the VIP area, and Ren and his family, etc.

With these people all arrived, the reporters who had seen Junlin had also started working, and various recording equipment were set up one by one.

"Each player receives his or her own number card, get in his or her position, and the last game is ready to begin!"

Hearing the staff's call, Junlin didn't continue to chat with Jiang Zhicheng. He went up to get his number plate and walked to the corresponding wooden table to sit down.
Chapter completed!