Chapter 84 The First Game



"Dean Bai! You are so humorous. You play such a joke on us. Hahaha..."

"Yeah, yeah, I thought it was real."

"Dean Bai! When will the person you invited arrive?"

"I'm not kidding you. I specially invited her to attend this medical exchange meeting." Bai Qianhe looked helpless. He also knew that Feng Qing was young and didn't look like a doctor. If he had not seen the prescriptions she wrote with his own eyes, asked her questions that even he could not figure out, and also knew that Old Mrs. Xu's illness was now cured, he would not have believed that such a young girl had such good medical skills.

"Are you really not kidding us?" Everyone still didn't believe it.

Bai Qianhe shook his head and smiled, "Feng Qing, let me introduce him to you. He is Zhang Dongjiang, and everyone calls him 'one-handed grabber'. When he grabs medicine, there is no need to weigh it. This is Wei Jin, and he is best at blind acupuncture. And this one is Yang Shuhuai, and he is good at pulse diagnosis."

Bai Qianhe introduced everyone to Feng Qing as they walked.

Everyone looked at Feng Qing. They still couldn't accept that this little girl was one of them. This competition was related to the future development of traditional Chinese medicine and was definitely not a joke.

Bai Qianhe brought Feng Qing into the venue.

A middle-aged man walked in with a smile, "Dean Bai! Long time no see!"

Bai Qianhe shook hands with the other party and said, "I heard that Dean Liu is currently discussing cooperation with the American company Alson Pharmaceuticals. Congratulations!"

"Dean Bai is really well-informed, hahaha..." Dean Liu smiled proudly. As long as his team can defeat traditional Chinese medicine this time and make the Chinese people completely believe that traditional Chinese medicine is useless, he can get 10% of the shares of Alson Company.

Bai Qianhe smiled faintly, looking at Dean Liu with contempt and disdain in his eyes, "Dean Liu should be more low-key. If you lose, all your efforts will be lost." Traditional Chinese medicine has been passed down for thousands of years and has a profound cultural heritage. How could it lose to Western medicine which was only established a hundred years ago?

"Then we'll wait and see." Dean Liu restrained the smile on his face, his eyes full of provocation.

"Okay." Bai Qianhe nodded and led everyone towards their own area.

All the participants in the TCM group are well-known TCM practitioners in the industry. Feng Qing is the only exception, and she is also the youngest.

Although everyone was somewhat dissatisfied with this, since it was caused by Bai Qianhe, they could only keep their dissatisfaction in their hearts.

"Feng Qing, the first round is diagnosis by observation. Are you okay to go on stage?" Bai Qianhe saw Mr. Qi, who was hosting the competition, coming on stage and turned to ask Feng Qing. The first game seemed simple, but it was crucial.

"Okay." Feng Qing nodded.

"Okay, then you and Lao He will play in a moment." The first game is played in pairs. The team that is faster and can accurately diagnose the patient's condition will be the winner.

"Dean Bai! This is inappropriate." Zhang Dongjiang, who was sitting next to Bai Qianhe, spoke with disapproval. The first game is the most crucial, how can we send a little girl there? It is true that Dean Bai is the head of their Traditional Chinese Medicine Group, but he cannot make random arrangements.

"It's decided." Bai Qianhe made the decision.

Zhang Dongjiang wanted to persuade him again, but he heard Elder Qi on the stage say, "The first game is for diagnosis. We have selected five patients from the hospital. Their medical records are in my hands. Now please invite the doctors from the two teams who will participate in the first game to come on stage."

Feng Qing stood up and walked towards the stage calmly.

"Old He, we're all relying on you this time." Everyone was very dissatisfied with Bai Qianhe's arrangement, but Feng Qing had already come on stage, and it was too late for them to stop him. We can only place our hopes on Lao He.

"Okay!" Lao He nodded, took a deep breath, and strode towards the stage.

Seeing Feng Qing coming on stage, everyone present was surprised.

"Why did the Chinese medicine team send a little girl to the game? Have they already given up?"

"Our Western medicine team is sure to win this time, hahaha..."

"What is the Traditional Chinese Medicine Group doing? What's the point of competing like this?"

When Mr. Qi saw Feng Qing, he was also stunned and glanced at Bai Qianhe in the audience.

Bai Qianhe smiled at Qi Lao.

Elder Qi retracted his gaze and waited for the doctors on both sides to arrive. "Push the patient up."

As soon as he finished speaking, nurses pushed five patients in wheelchairs onto the stage.

Feng Qing glanced at the five patients and understood clearly.

"You can go up and observe the patients now." Mr. Qi said to the people participating in the first game.

"Can you give a direct answer?" Feng Qing suddenly asked.

Everyone present was stunned when they heard this, and then they started laughing.

Only the people in the traditional Chinese medicine group looked unhappy. This is so embarrassing.

Elder Qi came back to his senses and looked at Feng Qing with a serious expression, "Okay! But once the answer is confirmed, it cannot be changed."

"I understand." Feng Qing nodded.

"Stop messing around!" Old He glared at Feng Qing with dissatisfaction. This is a competition, not a game.

Feng Qing ignored Lao He, walked aside, picked up a pen and paper and started writing on the paper.

The two doctors from the Western medicine team opposite couldn't help but laugh.

"You guys are really fast, did you hire a miracle doctor? Hahaha..."

"It looks like we're going to lose. I'm so worried."

Old He was both embarrassed and angry. He turned and walked towards Feng Qing. Seeing that Feng Qing had finished writing down the conditions of five patients, he was stunned. He carefully looked at what Feng Qing had written, then turned to look at the five patients on the stage. The more he looked, the brighter his eyes became.

Bai Qianhe noticed the change in Lao He's expression and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Dean Bai, this competition is about the development of Chinese medicine. How can you not take it seriously?"

"I don't think you are suitable to be the leader of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Group."

"I think so, too."

Bai Qianhe was not angry. He looked at everyone with a smile and said, "Let's watch the game first."

Everyone didn't know what Bai Qianhe was up to, so they could only turn their attention to the stage.

On the other side, the Western medicine group also finished answering. They looked at Feng Qing and Lao He with confidence, they were sure to win the first game.

General Qi has finished both sides, "Now let's take a look at the answers from the Traditional Chinese Medicine group." He walked forward and picked up the answers written by Feng Qing.

"Patient No. 1 has high blood pressure, Patient No. 2 has gout, Patient No. 3 is pregnant, Patient No. 4 has congenital heart disease, and Patient No. 5 has no disease."

When everyone heard Mr. Qi announce that the fifth patient was not ill, they burst into laughter.

"There's even a medical record, how can there be no disease?"

"I saw that the man's face was sallow and his eyes were dull. He must be seriously ill."

"The Chinese medicine team is doomed to fail this time."

"Serves them right! Who told them to let a little girl on stage? It's really ridiculous."

Old Qi smiled and glanced at Feng Qing, then walked to the other side and picked up the answers from the Western medicine group.

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