I became beautiful by eating melons

In the third round, both teams need to come up with treatment plans based on the patient's condition.

The day before the competition, the A University had already conducted a detailed and complete physical examination on the patient.

"Vice President Chen, this is her medical record." A thick stack of medical examination records was handed to Qian Hui.

He carefully looked through the physical examination records and asked about the pregnant woman's physical condition.

The pregnant woman was conscious and her answers were coherent and clear.

Qian Hui's frown slowly relaxed, and he finally revealed a determined smile.

He confidently took out a piece of paper and wrote down the treatment plan on it.

And Ye Rou was still taking the pulse.

She closed her eyes, put her hand on the patient's pulse, and remained silent for a long time.

Seeing that she didn't move, some people in the stands became impatient and couldn't stand it anymore.

"What the hell is she doing?"

"I think he doesn't know how to cure it, so he's stalling for time on purpose!"

"You are such a useless vase. You must have cheated to be able to answer so quickly in the first round!"

There was a lot of cursing in the stands.

The people from the Western Medicine Association were in a particularly good mood.

"President Ding, if I were you, I would leave now in disgrace."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll be hit by vegetable leaves again!"

"Hahaha!"

The outrageous and arrogant provocation is particularly harsh.

The members of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association who stayed behind were younger, and their faces turned red at being insulted like this.

The only three people who remained calm were the three presidents.

Sitting in the first row of the stands, legs crossed, with the same relaxed look on his face.

Ji Chunming took everything in, looked away, and raised the corners of his mouth.

It seems that Ye Rou's medical skills are better than he thought.

He glanced meaningfully at the old principal who seemed confident of victory, raised his lips and smiled wickedly.

At this moment, Ye Rou in the stands moved.

She also took out a piece of white paper and wrote down her treatment plan.

Qian Hui, the host, reported conscientiously: "Both parties have given their answers. Please invite the expert group to discuss and judge!"

Seven old men with gray beards and serious faces slowly walked into the playground.

Qian Hui conscientiously introduced the identities of these experts.

All of them are big names that ordinary people have never seen, and they all made their appearance.

After hearing the identities of these seven experts, the old principal turned his head to look at Ji Chunming with fear in his eyes.

"Did you invite these people?"

Ji Chunming had just returned to China, how come he knew these bigwigs?

Ji Chunming said frankly: "Of course I don't know these experts."

The president of University A is said to be very famous, but in Beijing, he is just a small fry with unstable foundation, so he naturally cannot invite these people.

He said calmly, "He was invited by Chairman Zheng."

Zheng Zhiyuan was a famous philanthropist when he was young, and he funded many poor but talented young people.

Over the years, these young people have become authorities in various fields and are finally able to repay Zheng Zhiyuan's kindness.

Ji Chunming turned to the old principal and said meaningfully: "Chairman Zheng also hopes to give his granddaughter a fair fight."

The old principal was mocked and his face darkened. He snorted coldly, "If you force things to grow, you won't get anything good."

Ji Chunming looked at one place and said with a smile: "Jade is born jade. The upper limit of rotten wood is already there. No matter what, it is not as precious as jade."

The old principal followed Ji Chunming's gaze and looked over.

When he saw Zheng Daoguan putting his arm around Zhu Bingying's shoulders with an intimate posture and a lewd smile, his expression became even uglier.

"You can't win an argument with words; facts speak louder than words."

Seeing that the expert group on the playground had finished their discussion, he sneered, "Principal Ji, don't forget that the one competing with Ye Rou today was not my grandson, but Professor Chen."

Ji Chunming did not refute. He stared at the center of the playground, his loosened fingers slightly curled up.

He is nervous.

Although he knew that it was unlikely that Ye Rou would defeat Chen Guang, he had also made preparations for losing the game.

But a secret hope still arose in his heart.

What if... we can win?

At this time, Qian Hui, who knew the results of the expert group's discussion, took action.

He went back to the radio and picked up the megaphone.

"This result is beyond my expectation." Qian Hui smiled complicatedly. He shook the white paper in his hand and continued, "After intense discussions, the expert group has given the score."

Chen Guang raised his chin with a confident look on his face.

Ye Rou was staring at Chen Guang's patient in a daze.

People at this time were not cunning and did not need to insert advertisements. Qian Hui did not keep the secret and said directly: "Vice President Chen scored 93. The expert group believes that Vice President Chen's treatment plan can stabilize the blood pressure of hypertensive patients within the normal range, and the adverse reactions are extremely small. It will not harm the fetus in the pregnant woman's body. It is excellent!"

There was loud applause from the stands.

Chen Guang raised his chin, looking arrogance as if it was natural.

The people from the Western Medicine Association in the stands stood up excitedly and cheered for Vice President Chen.

Although this was just a small competition within University A, there were enough reporters from newspapers attending, and students from several top universities in the surrounding area also came to join in the fun.

It lays a good foundation for the Western Medicine Association to gain fame and recruit people in the future.

After today's competition, the Western Medicine Association will gain even greater prominence.

"President Ding, you lost!"

"Vice President Zhao, please accept defeat and don't cheat!"

Ding Zichun's dark face was calm, "Why are you in such a hurry? Ye Rou's score hasn't been announced yet."

The person who was shouting laughed: "President Ding, do you really think Ye Rou can beat our Vice President Chen?"

At this moment, Qian Hui announced: "Ye Rou scored the same 93 points!"

The shouter's laughter suddenly stopped, and the first thing he blurted out was doubt: "How is it possible!"

Not only he couldn't believe it, Chen Guang on the stage also became suspicious when he heard Ye Rou scored.

"Why!"

How come a young girl got the same score as him?

Qian Hui continued, "Ye Rou's condition is complicated. There have been no similar cases before, so the expert team cannot give an accurate treatment plan."

Qian Hui's words praising Ye Rou sounded particularly harsh to Chen Guang.

"Ye Rou, a freshman in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine at our school, combined the knowledge of ancient Chinese medicine and concluded that this person suffered from blood stasis, a type of accumulation disease. This disease is not common and is only recorded in ancient books. Ye Rou accurately attributed the symptoms and gave a treatment plan that is not difficult to implement. Based on this conclusion, the expert gave a score of 93. Let us congratulate Ye Rou!"

After Qian Hui finished his long speech, he clapped his hands into the microphone.

There was silence in the stands. Many people thought that Ye Rou would lose, but they didn't expect that she would tie with Chen Guang. The result was so unexpected that everyone was caught off guard.

Qian Hui announced the result of today's match: "In view of the results of the two rounds of competition, it is declared a draw!"

Chen Guang in the middle of the playground suddenly moved. He no longer had the demeanor of a medical master as before. With a grim face, he strode towards Qian Hui and snatched the loudspeaker.

"I don't agree!"