This is a traditional Chinese medicine selection, probably to examine young doctors, and the questions above are widely distributed.

From the most basic Zhigancao Decoction in "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" which mainly treats diseases, to the basic treatment of people with Yang Qi deficiency, who have insufficient "growth" in summer and should replenish Yang Qi to promote "growth", and then to the subsequent treatment of difficult and miscellaneous diseases.

An Nian worked on the questions step by step and completed them in half an hour.

She didn't need to check again, she just raised her hand and handed in the paper.

Under everyone's nervous and shocked eyes, An Nian walked out of the conference room.

The staff member waiting at the door of the conference room was also stunned for a moment. He did not expect that someone would hand in the paper so soon.

When An Nian was about to leave, he quickly reached out to stop her: "Doctor An, please wait a moment. After the first round of competition, you can enter the second round."

As he spoke, he took out a sign with the word "一" written on it and handed it to An Nian.

"Thank you."

An Nian took the sign, followed his reminder, and walked to the conference room next door.

The layout of this conference room is different from the previous one. It has a large space and only a table is placed in the middle.

There were nine people sitting on both sides, one of whom was Wang Xingguo.

When he saw An Nian coming in, he looked over with a smile.

"Dr. An, I didn't expect you to answer the questions so quickly."

An Nian nodded slightly at him and looked across the remaining eight people. Except for her master Qiao Yongsheng and Mr. Weng whom she had met before, the remaining six were all unknown to her.

They all looked very old, with an average age of over 60 years old. Their facial expressions ranged from gentle to serious. They all gave An Nian a pretty good impression, and no one showed any obvious ill feelings.

"Here, you draw the questions for the second round. You can draw three."

"it is good."

After receiving the encouraging smile from his master, An Nian walked towards the table in front of Wang Xingguo.

There was a small box on the table with a hole cut out at the top. An Nian reached in and touched it, and pulled out three notes.

Wang Xingguo unfolded the notes she pulled out one by one.

"Number three, number six, number ten."

An Nian didn't know what these numbers meant, but soon she saw a young man with the number three on his chest come in and sit in the middle seat.

Wang Xingguo smiled and said, "Dr. An, you can start the consultation."

An Nian was a little surprised. He didn't expect that in the second round, they would invite the patient directly to the scene.

But this was not a big problem for An Nian. She came to the patient.

"What's wrong with you?"

While asking, An Nian looked at the medical record handed over by the other party.

The man looked very sad: "Doctor, my disease is very strange. My tongue bleeds for no apparent reason every month."

"Well, what else?"

An Nian raised his head after reading the medical records and listened patiently to what he said.

The man said: "The bleeding lasted for three days and stopped automatically after three days. But there was no wound on my tongue, and it didn't hurt or itch. It was just weird."

I've seen several doctors, but they can't figure out what the disease is.I also took a lot of medicine...

This time I heard that many experts were coming to the Military General Hospital, so I quickly came over to sign up. "

I just didn't expect that the person who treated me would be such a young female doctor.

Alas, the man felt a little disappointed. He glanced at the old experts sitting behind the two tables next to him. He hoped that after the young doctor finished reading, those old experts would come over and take a look at him.

"Do you bleed every month? Three days at a time? Is it a heavy amount?"

An Nian asked in a natural manner. In fact, her pupils had dilated slightly, and she had a preliminary idea.

In the past few days, An Nian has gained some knowledge about Western medicine. She can read books very quickly, can read ten lines at a time, and has a photographic memory. She has seen many diseases that only exist in the corners of books.

The illness of the man in front of her made her make a bold guess.

Shock gradually appeared in An Nian's eyes. In this conservative era, miracles really happened...

"The amount was the largest on the first day, and then it gradually decreased."

The man answered honestly.

An Nian asked again: "Are you married?"

The man was stunned for a moment: "It's... it's done."

"That's good." An Nian secretly breathed a sigh of relief and raised his right hand. "Here, let me take your pulse."

"Ok."

The man already knows that these are experts in traditional Chinese medicine. He has seen many Western doctors, but they have come to no conclusion. Some doctors suggested that he cut off his tongue. How is this possible? !He doesn't want to become mute!

Western medicine can't cure it, so men can only seek traditional Chinese medicine.

He obediently held out his hand.

An Nian put his hand on his wrist and felt his pulse carefully.

"How long has it been since you last bled?"

"Almost a month."

That means it's about to bleed again.An Nian thought to himself.

She flicked her fingers and pressed gently for her pulse.

A healthy person's pulse is very stable and flat, which is called Ping pulse or Chang pulse. There are 1-4 pulses per breath. The pulse should be strong, soft, and rhythmic, neither floating nor sinking.

But this man's pulse is "as smooth as a bead moving around the market."

An Nian raised a faint smile and retracted his hand: "Okay, I already know what your illness is."

The man was very excited: "Doctor, what disease do I have?"

An Nian was silent for a moment.

Wang Xingguo spoke at the right time: "Dr. An, you can write it down. And attach the treatment plan at the back."

After saying that, he looked at the man again, smiled and reassured: "Comrade, don't worry. This is an expert consultation, and there will be multiple experts to treat you."

The man looked around, then sat back, but he was still worried: "Then when will I get the results?"

This disease has been tormenting him for several months, and he really can't stand it anymore!

How can a normal person endure having his tongue bleed every month, and it bleeds continuously 24 hours a day? When sleeping, it can flow out of the corner of his mouth and drip on the pillow. The person next to the pillow will be frightened half to death when he turns around at night!

Wang Xingguo said: "Don't worry, we will definitely give you an accurate answer before five o'clock in the afternoon, and we will also be fully responsible for the subsequent treatment."

The man glanced at the nameplate in front of him—Director of the National Health Care Group—and nodded out of trust.

"Thank you."

He turned around and bowed to An Nian: "Dr. An, thank you too."

"You're welcome."

An Nian nodded slightly and finished writing his diagnosis and subsequent treatment methods while the two of them were talking.

In fact, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After all, this disease involves patient privacy, so it was good to be able to talk about it without speaking in front of so many people.

After sending away the first patient, Wang Xingguo let No. [-] in.

An Nian continued to treat No. [-] and completed the same procedure.

Next is number ten.

As expected of the patients selected by the health care team, their diseases are really difficult to diagnose in a short period of time.

After writing the last medical record, An Nian took a breath and put down the pen.

"Dr. An, you have completed all the assessment items and can go home. In three days, we will announce the selected list, please check the registered mail."

An Nian stood up and bowed slightly to everyone: "Thank you, teachers."

The experts present all had faint smiles on their faces and nodded in response to her.

-

At four o'clock in the afternoon, all candidates had completed two rounds of tests, and the judges had read all the answer sheets.

“In the first round of the written test, three people scored 100 points and six people scored above 95 points.”

Wang Xingguo got the first round of written test scores, and anyone with a score below 95 was excluded.

"In the second round we gave a score of 100."

The person who spoke was Mr. Weng. He was the leader of the health care team, with the most seniority and the highest prestige. Although he was not among the judges of traditional Chinese medicine, he still assumed the responsibility of a notary.

After all, many young doctors participating in the selection of preliminary experts for the health care team have some relationship with the traditional Chinese medicine experts present. They are either their disciples or their juniors.

The inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine is more about hands-on teaching. Especially after experiencing the turmoil in the past few years, the traditional Chinese medicine that can be passed down is family-based.

Everyone will inevitably have selfish motives. Mr. Weng, as a notary, is to put an end to this kind of partiality.

Mr. Weng looked serious: "The rest of us are only at 80 points."

After hearing what he said, some people present could not sit still.

"Mr. Weng, you can't say that. These ten medical records are inherently biased. If a candidate is selected for a subject that he is not good at, it is normal for him to be unable to give a diagnosis."

Mr. Weng looked at the speaker, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, but there was no trace of smile in his eyes.

"Patient No. [-], which department do you think he belongs to?"

The eyes of the old man who was pinned to the spot by his gaze flickered: "Gynecology."

Mr. Weng couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "No. [-] is a male patient."

Without waiting for the man to refute, Mr. Weng continued: "Where is patient No. [-]? Which department do you think it belongs to?"

The old man pursed his lips: "Oncology department."

"What about number ten?"

The old man gritted his teeth: "Gastrointestinal disease."

Mr. Weng laughed angrily at him: "Old Zhang, let's put it this way, your grandson has not learned what he is good at at all."

Having already choked his neck at this point, the old man, Zhang Jixiao, lost face and answered shamelessly.

"Yes, our Zhang family specializes in otolaryngology, which has nothing to do with anything else."

"You……"

Mr. Weng sighed helplessly. No wonder the Zhang family has never produced a Chinese medicine talent who can stand up to the door. Zhang Jixiao doesn't know how to educate future generations.

He was too lazy to talk to the other party and looked at everyone.

"Have you all read the answers of all the candidates?"

"seen it already."

Not everyone is as shameless as Zhang Jixiao. Other experts pushed up the glasses on their noses and gave their own answers.

"Okay, let's check it now! Patient No. [-] is diagnosed as..."

Mr. Weng announced the final answer in a loud voice.

"Patient No. [-] is diagnosed with endometriosis! Only one of the twenty candidates, Dr. An Nian, gave the correct answer!"

"..."

"Patient No. [-] is diagnosed with intestinal tumor! Only Dr. An Nian answered correctly."

"..."

"Patient No. [-] was diagnosed with gastric polyps! Only Dr. An Nian gave the correct diagnosis."

After announcing all the diagnoses of the ten patients, Mr. Weng looked around at everyone present.

"Now I announce: No. 1 in this competition is An Nian! She has entered the health care team to become a preparatory expert! She will also participate in this military mission! Do you have any objections?"

Zhang Jixiao wanted to fight for his grandson, but Wang Xingguo was watching him eagerly.

Zhang Jixiao doesn't care about the opinions of other TCM masters. Anyway, he works in the west, and the sky is high and the emperor is far away.But he couldn't care less about Wang Xingguo's views on him and the Zhang family.

Zhang Jixiao gritted his teeth and endured the words that came to his mouth.

He had received news before that this military mission was an international mission!If you can join in, it will be like getting your merits in vain!You can get great benefits by supporting from the rear!

"Okay, it's settled then." Mr. Weng made the final decision.

Wang Xingguo stood up and looked at everyone seriously.

"Please keep the results of this selection secret. They cannot be disclosed for at least half a year. This is a state secret!"

The experts from the health care team present all had their own networks and knew more or less the inside story. They all nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

After everyone dispersed, Qiao Yongsheng couldn't help but smile on his always calm face.

Mr. Weng glanced at him with envy.

Alas, why is such an outstanding apprentice not his?

-

After An Nian left the health care team, he did not go home. Instead, he took his pass to the military zone on the outskirts of the capital.

As soon as she entered the military area, she was keenly aware that something was wrong.

There are a lot fewer people.

"Dr. An, this should be the last time we meet."

Minister Sly leaned against the window with a smile and looked at her.

An Nian nodded slightly at him: "You are in very good condition."

"Yes, I took your medicine, and now I feel much more relaxed. I feel like my body has returned to the state of a 30-year-old. I can run and jump. I even ran two laps on the playground this morning."

An Nian looked at his huge body and said nothing.

Minister Sly shrugged and spread his hands: "Okay, I walked around..."

In addition to the word "run", the word "two" is also wrong in feelings.

An Nian felt funny in her heart and didn't hold on to it.

"Are you going back to China?"

"Yes, I will leave China on a plane tomorrow morning." Minister Sly replied with a smile, "Thank you for taking care of me during this time."

"I should tell you this."

"Hahahaha, we are mutually beneficial."

Minister Sly walked back slowly, sat down on the sofa area in the ward, picked up the tea that White had poured, and took a sip.

"I used to only drink black tea from the E country, but now I think the green tea from the Hua country is also delicious."

An Nian glanced at the teacup in his hand, smiled, and took a sip from the teacup in front of him.

"The taste is quite good."

"Really? How about your tea?"

An Nian said: "Of course it is better than my tea."

The tea plants she cultivated were of ordinary varieties, only found in the mountains of Lu'an Village. They belonged to Tieguanyin, a type of green tea, also called oolong tea.

What I am holding now is the top quality Lu'an melon slices, which are green tea.

It is said that Lu'an Guapian contains a variety of ingredients that are beneficial to the human body.

For example: tea polyphenols and vitamin C can lower blood lipids and reduce the occurrence of cardiovascular diseases.

For example: Asiaticosin has good antioxidant and free radical scavenging effects, and can reduce the occurrence of cancer.

In China, Lu'an Guapian of this quality is hard to come by, and it's great that Minister Sly can get it.

"Does Doctor An think the effect will be better if I use this tea as medicine?"

Minister Sly suddenly asked.

An Nian thought to herself, it's finally here.

Sure enough, a person in a high position like Sly could not tolerate his health being in the hands of others.

But what can I do? This drug for treating diabetes is unique to me.

An Nian tasted the aroma of tea in her mouth carefully, raised the corners of her mouth, and looked at Sly and White, her eyes were gentle, but she shook her head in anticipation.

"will not."

Sly's body froze for a moment: "Well...then do I want to buy some tea from you?"

An Nian still smiled and shook his head: "I have finished drinking my tea."

The smile on Sly's lips disappeared completely, and his eyes became cold.

An Nian was not frightened at all, she kept smiling and met his eyes.

"However, we have entered the first phase of clinical trials for this anti-diabetic drug, and you can purchase it from our country later."

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