Evil Miracle Doctor

After saying that, Chu Jiang just released her hand from her arrogant top, and extended one hand to the bottom of Xu feng'er.

"You, the pantyhose is down there." Xu feng'er said with shame and anger.

Chu Jiang knew that he had touched the wrong place, so he had to continue to feel embarrassed.

"Up a little. It's not there." Xu feng'er's face has turned red into an apple.

One side of the male police has not only what to say, he can only watch the man dance to the beautiful police flower, but there is nothing he can do.

In fact, Chu Jiang didn't mean to. It was really difficult for him to hold a gun and touch his certificate. About four or five times, I found Xu feng'er's certificate on her pantyhose. When I opened it, I saw the words of the leader of the anti drug group.

"Next time, don't shoot people at will!" Chu Jiang light said, but did not give the gun to her, he was a little worried about the other side will not be eaten tofu, and revenge.

Chu Jiang started the car and just dropped the gun on the ground when it was 100 meters away: "also, next time, put the certificate in a conspicuous place!"

Poof!

The young policeman couldn't help laughing.

Pop!

The male policeman was slapped. He wanted to cry, but I didn't touch you!

"Boy, don't let me find you!" Xu feng'er stamped her foot. This evening, she fell.

The pulse feeling contest was held in the conference room of the county hospital, with a banner on it: "the 19th provincial pulse feeling contest of traditional Chinese medicine.".

At the top of the meeting room sat a row of people, each with a name on the table.

"Can you see that Zhuge Qing in the middle? He is the president of the Provincial Association of traditional Chinese medicine. He is a respected senior of traditional Chinese medicine. I often hear his name in the circle." Qin Xiaoman, a doctor of medicine who came back from the United States, also has a circle. It's normal for him to know Zhuge Qing.

Chu Jiang also cast his eyes to see that Zhuge Qing might be sixty or seventy years old, but he still had black hair, full of spirit and kind-hearted appearance.

When he observed Zhuge Qing, another eye was watching him.

"According to the photos, he should be Chu Jiang. If you take Zhao Wenwu's money this time, you still have to do a good job. " Sima Zicheng secretly kept Chu Jiang in mind and made up his mind that Chu Jiang would not be shortlisted.

The rule of the competition is to give each volunteer's medical record to the judges present, and then the doctors who feel the pulse will start the diagnosis.

In the end, the winner is the one who predicts correctly.

There are more than 30 competitors in total, and 20 of them will be eliminated in the first round, and the remaining 10 will compete again.

Chu Jiang looked at the contestants sitting on the seats. Except for he Zhichao and himself, there were several middle-aged people. The rest were all old men.

With the official start of the competition, a contestant also went on stage.

But many of them are far from perfect, and even some people are just guessing.

"The level of this session is a little poor!" Seeing this, Zhuge Qing can't help shaking his head. He is also a judge. When he sees the medical record he is holding and listens to the contestants' narration, he can naturally understand his level.

The time to feel the pulse is usually not long, only a few minutes at most.

Soon, it was he Zhichao's turn: "Hello, judges, my name is he Zhichao."

It's rare for this guy not to name his father.

He Zhichao was faced with a middle-aged woman in her forties. After about three minutes of pulse checking, he Zhichao frowned and said, "according to my diagnosis and treatment just now, what this elder sister should have is gynecological disease. Maybe, it should be irregular menstruation!"

The judges looked at the medical records on the report sheet, which said that the middle-aged woman had cervicitis.

Sima Zicheng nodded with a smile and said, "this child is young. It's not easy to have this level. It's amazing to be able to find out his gynecological diseases at this age. "

Zhuge Qing also nodded, but he didn't speak, but his face also improved. He is a man with high demands, and this attitude is obviously satisfied with he Zhichao.

"Chairman Zhuge, I heard that you want to choose a pro disciple this time. In my opinion, he Zhichao meets your requirements very well." Sima Zicheng said suddenly.

The reason why Sima Zicheng helped he Zhichao was that he qiongwu also bribed him.

"Don't worry. Let's see." Zhuge Qing also had high requirements for his disciples, so he didn't rush to agree.

At this time, it was finally the turn of he qiongwu from the county hospital to appear. He was the organizer of this session, so when he appeared, everyone paid close attention to him.Although he is the organizer, the selection of volunteers and the details of the competition are arranged by the judges, so that he can not cheat.

What he qiongwu is facing is a short and fat middle-aged person, but now the middle-aged person's complexion is quite pale, obviously has some hidden diseases.

He qiongwu attached great importance to this competition, so it took him ten minutes to stop.

"According to my diagnosis just now, I think this patient has a cold caused by wind heat." He qiongwu said confidently.

The report said that it was really a cold caused by wind heat, but there was also gastroenteritis.

Although only one correct diagnosis was made, Sima Zichang slapped the table and said with exaggeration: "it's indeed worthy of president he. I've heard that you're good at feeling your pulse, but now I see that you're really outstanding, ranking first in one fell swoop!"

He qiongwu was very happy and thought that it was worth giving Sima a red envelope.

Zhuge Qing is also rare to nod, of course, just nod.

After all, he qiongwu's age is a little older, and he is more than 50 years old. To have such attainments is just ordinary to him.

You know, when he was 40 years old, he could almost completely diagnose the patient's condition.

This is also his strength. He is not a simple person to be the president of the provincial Chinese Medicine Association.

Finally, it was Chu Jiang's turn to count. He calmly stepped onto the center of the stage, where a middle-aged man was sitting.

"Come on, master!" Qin Xiaoman stands up in the conference room and shouts loudly.

This kind of movement makes many people turn their eyes and look at Qin Xiaoman one after another. They see that he is a beautiful young girl, and they have no opinions.

I'm curious about the sacred nature of such a beautiful master, who can have such a great love.

When everyone focused on Chu Jiang, he was only in his early twenties, and there was a heated discussion.

"That beautiful woman is similar to him, actually call him master?"

"It's strange that the relationship between such a master and a beautiful female apprentice can be normal."

"It's a blessing to have such a beautiful female apprentice."

Some people secretly tease, doctors are also people, joking, it is not so sacred, or even more outrageous than ordinary people.