"What?!" Zhang Guoen asked Ou in surprise.

"No way!" Is there a mistake?" Four or five members of famous medical associations on the side also shouted loudly.

They did not believe that Zhang Maomao would be so incompetent. They must know that the medical fighting conference, which is held every three years, is the most mysterious and sacred event in China and even the entire Chinese medicine community. And the contestants sent by the four Chinese families to participate in the medical fighting are all

The most talented doctor in this sect, his medical skills are even better than those of others. In some aspects, he even surpasses those of others.

Old man. So after so many years of competition in this medical competition, no contestant has ever had that kind of 'misdiagnosis'. What is misdiagnosis? It means wrong diagnosis and treatment. This is a matter of murder. If this is the case,

Then Zhang Maomao is a parallel import, and he doesn't need to carry out the next competition, I think.

Once a misdiagnosis occurs, it proves that they are not even able to participate in the conference. Otherwise, why would these bystanders laugh? "Luan Qin, there is no such situation at all!" Mr. Ou, as the authoritative master of traditional Chinese medicine, had a look on his face.

He shook his head with a smile. He thought to himself, this guy made a huge mistake at the beginning, so there is no need to continue the competition later. It is really stupid to talk about the merger of famous doctors with this kind of parallel import.

"Haha, boy, you are very calm, let's see how you solve it!" Tianzhen Xie smiled evilly in Zhang Maomao's ear.[

Zhang Maomao suddenly thought, and secretly talked with Tianzhen Shoes: "Only someone like me can discover such an extremely hidden existence!"

"Haha, I didn't take action, and you fell." Ou Jinliang smiled very happily.

Although he really wanted to defeat Zhang Maomao himself, it seemed quite interesting that Zhang Maomao defeated him in such a humiliating way. Wasn't this Zhang Maomao's arrogant strength before?

Why couldn't he find the intense pleasure that belonged to him at this time? There was a fat female doctor at Pudu Gate looking at the tomboy and said with a smile: "Is this the Prince Charming you are talking about? So stupid.

So cute. Even I can see the problem, why can't he see it? He still participates in the competition, could it be that the Zhang family is really abusing their power!"

"It should be. Otherwise, how could such a idiot become the president? It's so funny!" There were also people from the outer gates cheering.

Everyone's discussion made Zhang Guoen's face change greatly. He looked at Zhang Maomao in surprise and wanted to know why, but he saw Zhang Maomao's face was calm and disapproving. He looked very confident, but Mr. Ou said that.

, although he knows Zhang Maomao better, he still doesn’t

I have to believe these twenty-three arbitrations and Mr. Ou. Zhang Maomao was not in a hurry. Zhang Guoen could only be madly anxious. He looked at Zhang Maomao, who was still sitting there with an expression on his face. He turned around and said, "Mr. Ou, give it to everyone.

Explain why you made such a comment about my nephew."

Before this, as we all know, the so-called diagnosis is to observe the changes in a person's spirit, color, shape and form. Spirit is the spirit, color is the expression of the external prosperity and color of the five internal organs, qi and blood, and form is the abundance of the body.

It is a sign of real weakness and the state is dynamic and sluggish.

This means observing the patient's face, mouth, nose, teeth, tongue and fur, limbs, and skin to understand what the patient calls "spirit."

Mr. Ou looked at Zhang Guoen and said with a serious expression: "Representatives from Pudu Sect, Wang Medical Hall and Waizhong Sect all examined the patient and judged that the patient was a god, that is, there was a loss of essence and qi, and there was a disease in the body. And Zhang from your famous medical association

The result of little friend Maomao is”

Speaking of this, Mr. Ou couldn't help but glance at Zhang Maomao, but did not read out the words behind it. "What is it?" Zhang Guoen asked anxiously with the question that everyone also wanted to ask. "He said

This person is not sick

Pretending to be sick!" Mr. Ou glanced at Zhang Maomao and said in a deep voice. "Here is what he wrote. Everyone is free to circulate it." After finishing speaking, Mr. Ou handed over the medical prescriptions diagnosed by the four people.

Leslie Cheung was the most angry at this time.

Zhang Guoen looked at it for a few times, then shook his head with a solemn expression, and forwarded it to the members of the Famous Medical Association around him. After reading it, these members couldn't help but shook their heads and sighed. There is really nothing to say about this.

.

Zhang Guoen looked at Zhang Maomao and said: "Maomao, can you explain to everyone why you made such a wrong diagnosis?" "No, it was me who made the wrong call and you made all the wrong calls." Zhang Maomao smiled.

He said.

Wow

Everyone yelled. Zhang Maomao, who was already regarded as an idiot, dared to say such a thing. The person here is not a master. Doesn't everyone know what Chinese medicine is?

Zhang Guoen stamped his feet anxiously beside him. As long as Zhang Maomao explained, he might be able to proceed to the next round. But if he said this now, it would be completely over. My dear nephew, please restrain your arrogance at the medical fighting conference. Don't do it again.

So cool.

"Wait a minute! Please bring back the female student just now!" Zhang Maomao walked up and said calmly, with a very serious expression! "Okay!" Mr. Ou quickly ordered.

Soon Bai Xue was invited out again. When she saw everyone's shocked looks, she was even more frightened, as if she was a wounded bird and wanted to run away.

"See for yourselves!" Zhang Maomao said with a serious expression, even more mocking in his heart. I have said this. If you still can't see it, it's not that you are hiding it, but that you are too pedantic and don't know how to adapt.

!Ou Jinliang stood up this time

When he came, he walked to the middle of the crowd, frowned his thick and handsome brows, and said: "The patient's face is red, and there are bloodshot eyes. There are small pimples on the chin. According to normal theory, this patient should have strong liver fire and liver disease."

It’s just because of the blocked pulse.”

"Yes, most people see it this way!" Zhang Maomao smiled and nodded.[

"What you said in your ex-parte is that she was not sick and pretended to be sick." Ou Jinliang maintained his composure. He knew that he could not confront Zhang Maomao verbally. Anyway, Zhang Maomao was already a clown now, and he would do nothing if he didn't speak.

The righteous side. "Why does she, a girl, do this? Who would come to see a doctor if they are not sick?"

Wang Xiangmu also turned to look at Zhang Maomao's side face and asked with a smile. "Of course you have to ask the patient for this answer." Zhang Maomao said calmly while looking at the beautiful cheeks of the female student.

At this time, Mr. Ou looked at Zhang Maomao with squinted eyes and said, "Young man, do you know what your words mean to us here? You are insulting us who don't understand Chinese medicine.

"

"I don't mean to insult you. I only half-guessed this. Until now when I saw it for the second time, I am finally sure that she is not sick!"

"I'll go"

"Who are you relying on? He's too arrogant, isn't he?"
Chapter completed!