Chapter eight hundred and eighty second quack doctor kills
"Please be patient and don't be impatient."
Lu Fan saw the urgency in Liu Qingqing's heart at this time: "Let Licorice go take a look first, and then we will talk after understanding the situation."
Licorice and others nodded and stood up, leaving their seats and walking toward the center of the courtyard.
At this time, the participating disciples from the other three sects and twelve aristocratic families also stood up and walked up to Liu Yingying.
At this time, Liu Yingying had no idea that she had become a tool for dozens of doctors to observe in the Medicine God Competition.
She closed her eyes tightly. The face that once fascinated countless men now had no color at all... The whole person had completely fallen into a state of near-death.
More than forty doctors from various major medical schools gathered around her with their brows furrowed and thinking about countermeasures.
At the same time, someone was holding a pen and scribbling dots on the paper, filling a whole page, and handed it to Ma Zexiu, who then passed it on to Ma Tianxiong and others for circulation.
"I said, this disease is extraordinary."
"If it's just common hysteria or coma caused by internal fire, how can we take the key to treating this patient as the only criterion to determine the winner of this Medicine God Competition?"
"So, you have to use your brains and don't just stick to routine. Otherwise, even if I give you ten more years, you still won't be able to find the key to the patient."
After reading more than a dozen diagnostic plans, Ma Tianxiong couldn't help but remind him.
The atmosphere at the scene was very silent for a while.
Only Lu Fan stared at the mysterious man in cloak sitting behind Ouyang Honghai. For some reason, this man felt more and more familiar to him, as if he had seen him somewhere before...
Half an hour passed in silence.
Wang Dongming, the chief disciple of the Zhengqi Sect, finally started writing. After writing a line of words on the paper, he put it in his hands and handed it to Ma Zexiu.
Ma Zexiu handed it over to Ma Tianxiong and other four members of the presidium.
After reading Wang Dongming's speculation, Wang Hao nodded proudly: "Although it doesn't hit the mark, we have reached the threshold and we are inseparable."
As soon as these words came out, the already silent scene fell into deathly silence.
They were a little surprised that Wang Dongming would rush to the first level before the Ma Family, the Bodhisattva Gate, and the Ghost Doctor Gate.
You know, among the three sects and one sect, the Zhengqi Sect has always been ranked at the end and is the least noticeable.
There are often rumors that the Zhengqimen is on the verge of being kicked out of the three sects and will soon be replaced by people from the Twelve Aristocratic Families. Unexpectedly, today, the Zhengqimen has actually proven itself, something that the other three sects have not been able to do.
Let Wang Dongming do it easily.
Master Kong Chan also nodded at this time: "Yes, Wang Dongming's starting angle is very tricky, even we didn't think of it at the time."
"For the same diagnosis, it took him a shorter time than us to achieve the effect that we could achieve in one day."
"This son has a promising future."
Master Kongchan's high praise must have made others present anxious.
There were also disciples from the blood medicine sect who began to write down the diagnostic plans on paper one after another and handed them to Ma Zexiu.
But the effect is not good.
In the end, more and more people chose to give up and consciously stepped aside according to the sect's alignment, creating a quiet space for their top disciples and placing all their hopes on them.
Ma Zefeng from the Ma family, Ouyang Che from the ghost doctor sect, Kongming from the Bodhisattva sect, and Licao from the blood doctor sect, as well as some of the top disciples from the other twelve aristocratic families.
Less than seven doctors, representing the most powerful fourth generation of Chinese medicine, all observed Liu Yingying attentively, trying to find the cause of her coma in a short period of time.
The family members behind each of them were all praying secretly for their senior brothers, holding the sweat in their palms.
For a time, the wind in the entire courtyard was frozen in this suffocating atmosphere.
"Yes, Kong Ming used the method of observing qi and discerning spirit to get to the edge of the patient's disease. Like Wang Dongming, he was only one step away."
After receiving the note handed over by Kong Ming, Meng Tianzun nodded slightly and announced loudly.
"Su Lan, a disciple of the Su family."
"Yao family disciple Yao Rufeng."
"Yu Di, a disciple of the Yu family."
"Huo family disciple, Huo Qingfeng."
"..."
Ma Tianxiong put down a large piece of thick paper in his hand, looked around at everyone and said: "These members on the list have all reached the threshold of the root cause of the patient's disease, but unfortunately, they are only one step away, which is also the most critical step."
"For other industries, we can even conclude that these people have already qualified to advance to the next round in today's competition."
"But doctors are wrong even if they are wrong by a millimeter."
"A dose of medicine can kill or save someone."
Master Kongchan continued what he said: "So, you are a quack doctor who is misleading people. You are not treating patients, but killing people!"
