The next day.
Accompanied by Li Yuanyuan, Su Qingyu went to the qualifying venue of the Longguo Traditional Chinese Medicine Competition.
This so-called conference venue was actually rented and temporarily built by a university not far from the Shenzhen-Hong Kong First People's Hospital.
After all, it's not the main game, so naturally everything should be kept simple.
Because it was the end of August, the last two days of college vacation.
Relevant officials from the Longguo Medical Association came to the venue as invigilators.
Under the guidance of local Li Yuanyuan, Su Qingyu's drawing session went smoothly.
A total of nearly 400 famous TCM practitioners from all over the country participated in this preliminary competition.
The average age of the participants in the entire venue is about fifty years old.
Among a group of white-haired Chinese medicine practitioners, the appearance of two young beauties, Su Qingyu and Li Yuanyuan, stood out.
"Team A!"
Su Qingyu shook the lot in his hand and smiled at Li Yuanyuan beside him.
When Li Yuanyuan saw this, she also put her bare hand into the lottery box, silently praying in her heart not to collide with Su Qingyu in the same group.
It seemed that God heard her prayer and nervously unfolded the lottery slip. Li Yuanyuan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief:
"Fortunately, I'm in Group F!"
"Sister Qingyu, let me take you to the arena!"
Then, she took Su Qingyu's hand and walked to the various arenas divided into classrooms.
Soon, the two parted at the door of the teaching building.
Su Qingyu went straight to the second floor.
Her Group A venue is in the first classroom on the second floor.
As soon as she entered the door, she felt that the classroom was crowded.
After a slight estimate, there were at least twenty contestants inside.
Among a group of white-haired old men, only Su Qingyu and a young man had black hair.
The young man standing behind the crowd felt someone coming in.
I looked back and my eyes immediately lit up.
And Su Qingyu also observed the young man in front of him.
The man is 1.75cm tall with a slender build. He is wearing a white robe, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his hair is slicked back in a three-quarter length.
The temperament is somewhat similar to that of modern cultural people.
However, if you look closely at his face, he appears to be somewhat feminine.
Especially one pair of eyes, when looking at Su Qingyu, their expressions were not very pure.
But there was a flash of arrogance that could not be concealed.
This made Su Qingyu's first impression of him not very good.
The young man was stunned when he saw Su Qingyu, thinking that there was a little beauty here.
But then I thought about it, the girl in front of me looked so young, she must be a college student.
And it is very likely that they are freshmen who came to school in advance to familiarize themselves with the environment after being admitted to college.
This made him, who always loved beautiful women, want to strike up a conversation with her and said:
"Did this beauty go to the wrong classroom?"
"Looking at your age, you should be a freshman at this school."
"If you are here to familiarize yourself with the environment, it may be an unlucky time. There is a competition here today."
After hearing the words of the man in front of her, Su Qingyu said calmly:
"No, I'm here to compete."
As soon as these words came out, the man was stunned.
Immediately he looked at Su Qingyu with disbelief and said:
"This is a Chinese medicine competition, are you sure?"
Not having the patience to answer this person's questions, Su Qingyu found a desk and sat down, waiting for the examiner to take the test.
Seeing that the little beauty didn't care about him at all, the young man who was asking for trouble looked at her coldly, and then turned his eyes to the podium.
On the podium, several desks temporarily set up a row of judges' tables.
The judge of Group A is a gray-haired old man.
Judging from the names everyone gave to the old man on the stage,
This person's name is Zhang Yangshen, and he is a direct descendant of the imperial family of imperial physicians.
His ancestral medical skills are unparalleled in the Dragon Kingdom and ranked fourth among the five miraculous doctors in the Dragon Kingdom. He currently serves as the vice president of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital of the Dragon Kingdom Medical Association.
He practiced medicine for a long time and treated countless diseases. His superb medical skills were widely spread in the area around the imperial capital.
It is known as the "King of Northern Medicine" by the people.
In this preliminary round, he set the questions, verbally described the condition, and the contestants made diagnoses based on experience and gave prescriptions.
"Okay, it looks like the twenty-five contestants are here."
The assistant next to Zhang Yangshen counted the people sitting in the classroom and said,
"Then let me test each player one by one according to their drawing time order."
Soon, the contestants in the classroom were called to the stage one by one.
But Zhang Yangshen, as the top Chinese medicine doctor in Longguo, used extremely tricky cases to test.
After listening to the description of his condition, most of the contestants in the classroom couldn't diagnose the condition for a long time.
The assistant shook his head in disappointment.
He waved his hand and asked the twenty-third contestant who couldn't answer to sit back down.
Then he looked at the penultimate name on the list and called it:
"Huang Jingming, come here for a test!"
After hearing the assistant's roll call, the man who had just chatted with Su Qingyu stood up with confidence.
And walked to the judges table with a smile on his face:
"Grandpa Zhang, long time no see!"
He greeted Zhang Yangshen respectfully.
Zhang Yangshen pushed up his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked at the person carefully, then smiled kindly and replied:
"It turns out to be Xiao Huang, how is your old man doing lately?"
Huang Jingming nodded:
"He is still in good health, but he is very busy this time and has no time to be a judge."
"I will say hello to you on his behalf."
Nodding, Zhang Yangshen stroked his goat's beard and suddenly said seriously:
"Xiao Huang, although you are the grandson of Nanzhen King Huang Deming, I won't remember old friends here."
"Are you ready? When you are, I'm going to give you a question."
Huang Jingming nodded confidently.
"Okay, please listen carefully to my description. This patient..."
...
"Okay, that's a very good answer!"
“Not only is the cause of the disease clearly stated, but the prescription is also flawless.”
“Especially the dosage of medicinal materials on the prescription, every penny is correct!”
"Haha, you are indeed a descendant of the Needle King family. This basic skill is indeed solid!"
After a test, Zhang Yangshen stroked his beard and chuckled when he saw the grandson of an old friend in front of him and answered fluently.
"Grandpa taught me well."
Huang Jingming bowed his hands humbly, and then confidently walked off the stage.
Everyone in the classroom looked at this young man who looked young, but was actually from a famous family, and their eyes suddenly turned to reverence.
Huang Jingming held his neck proudly and glanced at the audience with an arrogant expression.
He just had the words "you bunch of scum" written on his face.
But not everyone lowered their heads under his gaze.
At this moment, Su Qingyu found a stool to sit on in the last row of the classroom.
He was playing with pesticides on his mobile phone, his fingers flying, and he was highly concentrated.
After her last trip to the examination room, she felt that playing mobile games under such circumstances was quite exciting.
At this time, he didn't notice Huang Jingming's showy look at him at all...
