To put it bluntly, the pharmaceutical soup made by Hong Jiu and Lynch are no longer at the same level, just like a difference between clouds and mud.

Soon, the staff recorded the score with Lynch, and endured the feeling of wanting to drink it, presented one of the bowls to the five judges, and saved one bowl.

Next, the staff gave Hong Jiu a score.

To be honest, when they came into contact with Hong Jiu, all the staff wrinkled their noses. Although they quickly brought the masks, the unpleasant smell still made them very unhappy, especially Hong Jiu's appearance was sloppy, which made people not look at them for a second time.

He tried his best to restrain himself, and the staff tasted Hong Jiu's medicinal soup according to the procedure.

"Wait, there is something in his medicine soup..." Lynn thought, just now he saw the booster that fell into the medicine soup.

But before he could finish speaking, the staff had tasted a few bites.

"What's wrong? What's in this soup?" the staff member said in surprise.

"No, it's nothing, it's just a bit hot. You can taste it slowly." Lynch's mouth twitched and he drank it in, so he had to change his words.

"Well, people should not behave like this. This medicine soup is really well cooked. Every medicinal material has fully utilized its medicinal effect."

"Yes, these medicinal materials complement each other and even make a very special taste."

"This taste has become the key to this prescription, and it is like adding the finishing touch, making the entire prescription liven up."

Every time I tasted the medicine made by Hong Jiu, I was full of praise.

Lynch felt chills. They said there was a very special smell. Who knows, is it the smell of Hong Jiu's booze?

But if you really want to say, Hong Jiu's prescription is very good and is impeccable in any aspect.

"Everyone, how many points can you give?" Hong Jiu couldn't help but feel a little proud. The Beggars' Sect often sets fires and cooks well, and has a very good grasp of the temperature, so this prescription is naturally cooked very well.

"Well, I'll think about it..."

"I don't want to think about it anymore. I'll give you a high score of 80!"

"I'll give it seventy-five. I've only given five people such high scores."

These staff members gave Hong Jiu a rating.

Hong Jiu was immediately displeased: "Hey, what do you mean? I just gave this kid such a high score. Even if I was a little worse than him, I wouldn't be so low!"

"Sorry, you are too ugly, so you can't give this score too high!" said one of the staff.

"What?" Hong Jiu was stunned.

"You heard it right. We unanimously agree that doctors need to pay attention to their personal image, otherwise like you, it will affect the patient's recovery mood. Especially some patients with extreme thoughts know that the person who makes medicine soup is smelly and ugly, and they may feel nauseous when they drink it."

"To be honest, I was a little nauseous just now."

"We also make the case for the matter. I hope you don't mind. Also, you'd better take a shower."

After these staff members finished speaking, they continued to judge other contestants.

Only Hong Jiuyi was left with a mess in the gust of wind. He wanted to ask, is it wrong to be ugly?

After the contestants have scored, they can return to the waiting area to rest and wait for the competition results.

Lynch glanced at Tian Jingya and found that she was still burying her head in making decoctions. It was obvious that Tian Jingya was not born in traditional Chinese medicine, and it was difficult to solve this difficult prescription. In addition, he was not familiar with herbs at all, so this round would definitely lead to more defeats and fewer defeats.

But Lynch didn't think so.

Because Tian Jingya can enter the finals through the extra game, then Tian Fengluan must have a way to let Tian Jingya enter the second day's game.

Next, Tian Fengran will definitely make efforts in secret to let Tian Jingya deal with Lynch and win the championship in this game.

Lynch thought about it and decided to stop moving first. After Tian Feng showed some of his legs, he was in charge of dealing with him.

When he walked into the waiting area, Lynch found that Li Dayuan had already sat in the waiting area.

"Brother Lynch, have you finished the competition too?" Li Dayuan showed his white teeth and came up with a chuckling.

"You are fast enough, you should perform well today." Lynch didn't expect that Li Dayuan would finish the game earlier than him.

"It's all luck, hehe, do you want to drink water?" Li Dayuan handed a bottle of mineral water to Lynch.

"Thank you." Lynch smiled and took it.

"Today my prescription is really simple, it's just a common cold prescription, so I completed the competition sooner, what about you?" Li Dayuan asked.

"Mini is a cervical spine and dysfunction drink." Lynch said.

"I know that this prescription is used a lot of medicinal materials and it is very difficult to bear. It is already very fast to complete it now. I remember that I have to bear it for an hour." Li Dayuan said.

"Luck is also a kind of strength. If you can draw simple prescriptions, that is where your luck lies." Lynch didn't care about this either.

After all, there are more than 200 contestants, and each of them has different prescriptions, so it is definitely difficult to have a simple one.

Therefore, those who draw simple prescriptions do have some advantages.

Of course, the organizers of this competition will definitely take this into consideration and add more points to those who have drawn a little more difficult prescription.

As time goes by, more and more contestants return to the waiting area and slowly wait for the results to arrive.

In the judges' seats on the competition platform, the five judges also gave each contestant's medicinal soup in an orderly manner.

"Have you ever seen this magical medicine soup?" Ning Changsheng scooped Lynch's medicine soup with a spoon and tasted it, and suddenly a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"What's wrong, President Ning, what's the magic method of this medicine soup?" Feng Ming was rare to see that Ning Changsheng would judge a medicine soup with such words.

"You'll know just try it, Dean Feng." Ning Changsheng said.

Feng Ming nodded, tasted Lynch's medicine soup, and then showed the same expression as Ning Changsheng, and said in amazement: "President Ning, this medicine soup is really magical. After drinking it, his whole body seemed to be moisturized and light, but this prescription is a cervical vertebrae and dizziness. How could it have such an effect?"

"I also find it strange that I have been a traditional Chinese medicine doctor for so many years and have never seen it before. I can boil this prescription to achieve such an effect." Ning Changsheng was amazed.

"It's the medicine soup made by Lynch." At this time, Ji Huichun couldn't help but glance at the medicine bowl.

On each medicine bowl, the contestant's information will be posted.

"Well? Doctor Ji, do you know this person?" Ning Changsheng and Feng Ming said in a little surprised.
Chapter completed!