Before I knew it, half of the week had passed. That night, I received a message from the Medical Competition: the final date was ahead of schedule, the time was changed to this weekend, and the location remained unchanged.

In this way, on Saturday morning, I came here again. After inquiring, I learned that there were four other people who entered the final this time, namely: Mr. Yang Huairen, Mr. Kong Yukong from Kyoto, Miss Tang Mingtang, the daughter of a tycoon in medicine, and a barefoot doctor, but no one knew his name.

"I'm very happy that we are here today to hold the finals of the medical competition. Of course, I would like to congratulate the five of us on being able to break through the siege and enter the finals."

"Today, there is only one content in our competition, that is, treatment. The competition requirements: within the specified time, people with more treatments will win. Of course, we also need to look at the efficacy."

Then, a large number of patients rushed into the field. Each of us only had three hours of treatment. However, I was not worried.

But there were two people who were at a loss. These two people were Miss Tang and Doctor Barefoot. In fact, at most, they could only identify medicinal materials. As for saving people, it would be fine.

The first person to start treatment was Mr. Kong from Kyoto. He took the pulse as soon as he took action. In just half an hour, he had already handled seven patients. I have to say that he is still a little powerful.

Soon, three hours passed. Mr. Kong treated a total of twenty-one patients. The next one was the barefoot doctor.

However, what everyone did not expect was that the barefoot doctor directly announced his giving up, and Miss Tang, who was behind him, chose to give up.

In this way, Mr. Yang will appear next.

Mr. Yang's strength is not ordinary. Half an hour later, Mr. Yang successfully treated five patients. Three hours later, he successfully treated twenty-five patients.

After Mr. Yang's treatment was over, it was my turn. I had to take all my strength for the medicinal herb. Three hours later, it passed quickly. I didn't check how many people I had treated, but I knew that I had won.

Just as I started treatment, Mr. Yang and Mr. Kong, who were standing beside me, were stunned because they saw the oldest diagnosis method in China in their lifetime - looking, listening, asking and touching.

Careful people found that I had treated more than 40 patients in just three hours, which was more than the total number of people treated by Mr. Yang and Mr. Kong.

When I finished, the two of them looked at each other and began to smile bitterly.

"Mr. Yang, I really didn't expect that you would come to participate in this kind of competition too!" I said respectfully after walking towards Mr. Yang.

"My friend is serious. As the saying goes, the Yangtze River pushes the old waves, and one wave is stronger than the other. We old bones finally don't have to worry about the Chinese medicine successor!" Old Yang said happily.

"Old Yang is serious. After a while, I will call all those who study traditional Chinese medicine to Mount Tai to hold a ceremony for the mountain worship. I hope Mr. Yang will definitely come to attend!"

"What is that in the mountain ceremony?"

"A ceremony that changes the current situation of traditional Chinese medicine is all. I will lead everyone to the tomb of the doctor's clothing and worship the medical saints." I said seriously.

"Isn't the doctor's clothing in Shennongjia?" asked Mr. Kong.

"Mr. Kong, what's this?" After I said that, I took off the dark green bracelet on my wrist. I saw that the bracelet turned into a ruler.

Just as Mr. Kong was about to say something, he was stopped by Mr. Yang beside him.

Old Yang watched carefully for a while, then knelt down and said, "Yang Huairen, a descendant of the doctor, paid homage to Shennong!" Mr. Kong, who was beside him, seemed to have thought of something, and knelt down and shouted.

When everyone in the distance saw it, they were all shocked.

"Two, that's OK. Now I am the owner of this Shennong ruler. I hope you don't reveal this!" I said seriously.

"Seeing Shennong is like seeing Shennong. And those of us who study traditional Chinese medicine have sworn since childhood: We are slaves of Shennong in life, and soul servants of Shennong in death. We should obey the master's words," said Mr. Yang.

"Old Yang, you are so serious. I just want to live a peaceful life, it is really hard to take a big responsibility! So, I decided that on the day of the ceremony, I will hand over this position!" I said seriously.

"Young friend is really a saint! By the way, I wonder who you are?" Mr. Kong asked.

"No teacher or sect, I have inherited the nine hundred and ninety-nine medical saints!" I replied.

At this moment, the host's words rang out and asked me to come over and receive the award.

"My friend, this is my business card, please be sure to accept it!" After Mr. Yang said that, he took out a business card, so I had to accept it. Seeing this, Kong Yu took out a business card from his arms. After I accepted it, the two of them left together.

Seeing this, I had to go to the podium and receive the medicinal material. The medical competition came to an end.

After I walked off the stage, I found that Miss Tang Mingtang had been standing there. It seemed that she had something to worry about.

I didn't pay attention to her because I just wanted to get home soon and configure the pill for secondary brain development.

Just as I was about to walk out of the competition site, Tang Ming finally made a decision and called me.

"Prince Wang, please wait!"

"I wonder what Miss Tang is doing?"

"Young Master Wang, I'm going to tell you that the reason I came to participate in this competition was to find someone with excellent medical skills to save my father. But..."

"Ms. Tang is not focusing on the competition ranking and rewards!"

"Prince Wang, I beg you to give me this medicinal material. I am willing to exchange it with equivalent medicinal materials. I hope that Prince Wang will be successful!"

"This... don't think about it! But if you understand some medical skills, you may be able to help Miss Tang!" I said after thinking about it.

"Young Master is serious?" Tang Ming asked excitedly.

"Don't call me young master, just call me Ji Shuai! Doesn't Miss Tang believe in her medical skills after this competition?"

"No, no, Wang... Jishuai, you misunderstood! How could I not believe in your medical skills? It's just that my father has been bedridden for more than 30 years, and I'm afraid..."

"How is it possible for more than thirty years? Miss Tang, you this year..."

"I was only three years old when my father couldn't afford to get sick. Now, my father is nearly sixty years old." Tang Ming said with his head down.

"Miss Tang, I'm taking the blame, please don't be surprised!"

"Since that's the case, don't call me Miss Tang. I'm older than you, just teach me Sister Ming!" said Tang Ming.

"Okay, Sister Ming."
Chapter completed!