Chapter 539 The Leader Should Be My Sweetheart
Huo Xingzhou's gaze was fixed on the field, with a hint of emotion in his eyes.
"Didn't you hear what Lu Bannong called her?"
call?
Old Chen really didn't notice.
Now that Huo Xingzhou mentioned it, he racked his brains to think about it.
He asked uncertainly, "Ms. Chen? Ms. Cheng?"
"Maybe it's Ms. Cheng." Huo Xingzhou was very perceptive and had just sensed that the expressions of the seniors in the VIP seats were unusual. This woman might have a past.
At least the identity is not simple.
Lu Bannong openly said that she was Ms. Cheng without any concealment.
However, the TV station was reserved in its filming and none of the shots were in high definition.
Is it to protect the patient's privacy, or is it a mystery to attract someone's attention?
I'm afraid only Lu Bannong himself knows this!
"Go and find out exactly what her background is and where she came from. Also... those people who were sent out to investigate Cheng Han's whereabouts, don't recall them for the time being. Have them thoroughly search the imperial capital and find out if he's still there!"
"Okay, Master. I'll explain everything in detail, and they won't dare to neglect it."
Old Chen noticed Huo Xingzhou's importance and did not dare to neglect it.
Sun Weimeng pouted in dissatisfaction. He was increasingly unable to understand the conversation between Lao Chen and Huo Xingzhou.
So he turned to look at Zhong Yi who was standing across a small aisle, and reached out to tug at the corner of his suit.
When Zhong Yi turned around, he lowered his voice and asked, "Are you here to watch Lu Yingxue's competition? So, do you like your cousin or your older cousin?"
Zhong Yi gave him a cold look.
"It's fine with whichever you like. But I can't give the first place in today's needle testing competition to your sweetheart."
Sun Weimeng was really free, so he started chatting with Zhong Yi.
Zhong Yi's mouth twitched, his delicate eyebrows gathering a hint of coldness and provocation: "The winner of the needle testing competition should be my sweetheart."
After saying that, he glanced at Huo Xingzhou.
Sun Weimeng was unhappy: "Hey, which side are you on?"
He had previously thought that Zhong Yi and Huo Xingzhou's cooperation was a business relationship. There were also those unexplained things about the wealthy families, so why did Zhong Yi seem to have a falling out again today?
This guy is neither good nor evil, and I don't know which side he's on.
Sun Weimeng was confused.
"Mr. Huo should know clearly which side I stand on."
Zhong Yi's gaze passed Sun Weimeng and looked at Huo Xingzhou.
It was cold and indifferent, yet mixed with a hint of inexplicable smile.
Huo Xingzhou ignored him.
Sun Weimeng was muttering to himself, "Which side is he on? Is he in cahoots with us? Don't be fooled by him. I think this Young Master Zhong is up to no good."
Just use your toes to think that it is impossible that the Zhong family in the imperial capital is in cahoots with them.
"Shut up and watch the game."
Huo Xingzhou was annoyed and warned.
Sun Weimeng is really good at talking, and his sonic attacks are unbearable for anyone.
"oh."
Sun Weimeng shut his mouth in grievance.
He even stole a glance at Zhong Yi, and nothing this guy said was true.
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Inside the venue.
Qiao Xi's hourglass has reached the bottom.
She walked out of the glass sterile room and slowly wrote three words on the pulse chart in front of her. Her injured right hand made the writing crooked, but she was very determined.
This is her answer!
She put down her pen and the pulse record was sealed.
She stood aside, waiting, her back straight as she watched the next person enter the sterile room, still pondering how to treat the middle-aged woman's condition.
She had never encountered such a disease in the village, and later in Haicheng City Hospital, she encountered more cases of coma and vegetative state.
This is obviously different from a vegetative state.
Qiao Xi fell into deep thought, his brows furrowed.
There was a medical book that recorded the treatment for such a rare disease, but she had not mastered the acupuncture method.
Want to try it?
She raised her eyes and stared at the sterile room. Soon it was Xiang Mingzhu's turn. She walked in with full confidence and a plan in mind.
After taking the patient's pulse and doing a simple examination, he walked out.
It seems very confident!
Finally, Xiang Mingzhu walked to her side, wrote down the symptoms on the pulse record and covered it up.
After Xiang Mingzhu finished everything, he said provocatively, "Hey, Qiao Xi! I see you've been in there for so long, you can't be unable to recognize such a simple symptom, right?"
"Qiao Xi, please don't lose too badly. Otherwise, I won't feel any sense of accomplishment. If you're eliminated in the third round, I'll feel really sorry..."
Said to Mingzhu in a hypocritical manner.
She was dressed like a butterfly, outshining all the other girls in the Chinese medicine clinic, and didn't look like she was there to participate in a competition at all.
Qiao Xi glanced at her and didn't answer.
Xiang Mingzhu was still unyielding. She seemed unable to control her inner joy and imagined the glory of having become the champion.
He became more and more careless with his words and completely lost his temper.
"Qiao Xi, I'm telling you..."
"Quiet!"
Mr. Huang, who was sitting on the judging panel, spoke sternly, "Contestants should not disturb others and should not whisper to each other."
He stared at Xiang Mingzhu and almost said her name.
Xiang Mingzhu bit her lip and closed her mouth somewhat unconvinced.
at this time.
Under the watchful eyes of the public.
Lu Yingxue entered the sterile room.
She examined her very carefully, first taking her pulse, then checking her eyes, mouth, and nose. She then gently turned the woman's body over, a series of movements that were exactly the same as Qiao Xi's.
Finally, she walked out of the sterile room and wrote down the woman's symptoms on the pulse record.
He nodded slightly, indicating that it was over.
So far, all the contestants have had their pulses taken.
Lu Bannong picked up the microphone and said, "The atmosphere is getting increasingly tense. Today, we'll witness the once-in-a-decade TCM Grand Ceremony, which will see the birth of a leading figure from the younger generation. This year's winner will directly join the TCM Association as vice president. This can be considered as our elders' way of caring for the younger generation."
He again mentioned the responsibilities of the vice president of the Chinese Medicine Association.
Just want to pave the way for Lu Yingxue!
Although there are many vice presidents, a young junior who can jump to the position can be said to have a bright future!
As long as one holds an important position in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, he or she will have the ability to change the status quo in the traditional Chinese medicine community and the right to put forward new proposals.
As Lu Bannong finished speaking, many young Chinese medicine practitioners began to breathe heavier.
This is a great temptation.
Huang Bingyi, who was sitting on the judging panel, curled his lips in a rather sarcastic tone.
How many people here are trying to save the world, and how many are trying to gain fame and fortune?
This is why he chose to retire because he was dissatisfied with the current situation of traditional Chinese medicine.
Lu Bannong took the microphone and continued, "The first round of consultations has ended. Please move forward and take a look at the answers of the younger generations."
Huang Bingyi glanced at him, stood up and walked to Qiao Xi first.
He picked up Qiao Xi's pulse record and saw three words on it.
Narcolepsy!
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