The final result of the consultation came out very quickly.
After several difficult rounds of competition, there are only five people left in the field.
Among these five people, except Ye Feng who maintained an impeccable and perfect performance; both Mo Tianshu and the other three made some small mistakes to a greater or lesser extent.
However, although Ye Feng's record is impressive, it cannot conceal the fact that Tongren Medical University is currently lacking in successors.
Among the only five remaining people, two were from Hexie Medical College and two were from Tanya Medical College, while only Ye Feng was left from Tongren Medical University.
Looking at this tragic result, Tu Cangcang couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart.
She was extremely grateful that she had specially recruited Ye Feng to join Tongren Medical University. Otherwise, in this top three competition, Tongren Medical University would have been defeated miserably, and its century-old reputation would have vanished into thin air.
"Next, we will conduct the physical examination. This round will determine the top three among the three of you!"
Li Feifan glanced at the five people in the field and said with a smile: "Only the top three will have the opportunity to enter the final treatment inspection stage and compete for the champion of this top three competition. You are the seedlings of the new generation of traditional Chinese medicine, so cheer up and show your full strength!"
"yes!"
When Li Feifan's words were heard, energetic voices suddenly filled the square.
After overcoming all obstacles, we finally reached the last level. No matter who it is, we don’t want to miss the opportunity to enter the top three and compete in the final.
"The test of palpation is simple, but also cruel..."
Zeng Qipei's eyes swept around and finally landed on Mo Tianshu. He said in a deep voice: "The five of you will work together in the emergency department of the hospital to check the conditions of the patients who come to see the doctor and write pulse records. If you make a mistake in writing a pulse record, you will be eliminated immediately!"
What a cruel rule!
The contestants gasped slightly, with a hint of fear in their eyes.
But they also understood that although this rule was cruel, it was not exaggerated. Because the doctor's job was to cure diseases and save lives. If they could not even take the pulse and misjudge the patient's condition, they would not be qualified to continue the competition.
"Okay, let's get started!"
Tu Cangcang spoke loudly when she saw the logistics staff nodded to her, indicating that the emergency department was ready.
After hearing this, the five contestants strode towards the emergency department and took their seats.
"The pulse is floating and sinking, and there is no sign of slowness or relaxation. The stomach qi is insufficient!"
"When pressing with fingers, the pulse does not beat, it is scattered and weak, the heart blood is insufficient, and the spirit is scattered! It is a disease of the heart blood!"
"The pulse is smooth, rapid and harmonious. Congratulations, this is not a disease, but a pregnancy!"
There is never a shortage of patients in the emergency department. Not long after the five people sat down, patients came in one after another.
Ye Feng was seen sitting calmly at the table, as if he was sitting on a fishing platform, with one hand stretched forward to feel his pulse and the other hand holding a pen to draw on paper. The gap between the two was only a few seconds.
This speed far exceeds that of other contestants.
Even when other contestants were racking their brains to compare the patient's pulse with the records in medical books, Ye Feng actually had the free time to sit with his legs crossed and spin a pen.
His arrogant look made the other contestants so angry that they wanted to rush over and bite him.
"This kid is incredible..."
Seeing this scene, Li Feifan was amazed, and looked at Tu Cangcang and said sincerely: "I can't compare with this speed!"
The time difference between taking the pulse and writing the pulse record shows that Ye Feng diagnosed the disease after only briefly touching the patient's pulse.
Li Feifan had never seen such a method that could determine a person's condition by looking at his pulse in just a few seconds.
"Not only are you inferior, I am also not as good as him in palpation..." Tu Cangcang chuckled and shook his head, slowly saying: "Back then, this guy was able to determine the gender of a pregnant woman's fetus just by feeling her pulse!"
Li Feifan was dumbfounded, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Although he had indeed heard that Ye Feng was able to determine the gender of the fetus based on the pulse alone in a pregnancy pulse-feeding competition, he thought it was an exaggeration on the Internet and did not believe it. However, today, this matter was confirmed by Tu Cangcang.
"Principal Zeng, what do you think of Ye Feng's diagnosis skills?"
After being amazed, Li Feifan rolled his eyes and asked Zeng Qipei with a smile.
Zeng Qipei remained silent, his face ashen.
Whether he was willing or not, he had to admit that Ye Feng's diagnosis skills were indeed far better than his.
This also means that when it comes to diagnosis, Mo Tianshu probably has no chance of surpassing Ye Feng!
"The diagnosis is wrong. You are eliminated..."
After examining more than ten patients, a contestant from Tanya Medical College made a mistake, which was discovered by Tu Cangcang's sharp eyes, and he was immediately eliminated.
Immediately afterwards, a contestant from Hexie Medical College also made a mistake and was also eliminated.
"The final top three are born!"
After two contestants were eliminated, Tu Cangcang waved his hand and announced that today's three tests were officially over. The final three of the top three competition were also successfully born. They will go into battle tomorrow to treat patients and compete for the championship.
"Tomorrow is the last game. You must seize the opportunity. Otherwise, you will have to wait until the next Triwizard Tournament to tell me that you must beat me in the next game..."
After putting away the paper and pen, Ye Feng winked at Mo Tianshu jokingly.
Mo Tianshu's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water was about to drip out of it, and his eyes were filled with deep unwillingness.
"Oh, I forgot, it seems that you have no chance to participate in the Triwizard Tournament again, unless you take another four years off..."
But then, Ye Feng touched his nose and suddenly said something with a smile.
After hearing this, Mo Tianshu's face became even uglier and he gasped heavily.
As Ye Feng said, he is now in his fifth year and will graduate soon.
The next Triwizard Tournament will be held in four years. Unless he takes a four-year leave of absence from school, he will have no chance of participating.
But Ye Feng is different. He is only a freshman now, and he will be a senior in four years. He doesn't need to take any shortcuts to automatically qualify for the Tri-Power Championship.
By then, it will no longer be Tongren Medical University but Xie Medical College that will be shrouded in the dark cloud of despair.
"let's go!"
Zeng Qipei also had a gloomy face. He walked quickly to Mo Tianshu and took him away from the square quickly.
"Long live! Long live Ye Feng! Long live the boss!"
Seeing Zeng Qipei and Mo Tianshu leave in disgrace, students from all grades of Tongren Medical University who were watching the game in the square started cheering non-stop.
Every young face is filled with excitement and admiration!
Once upon a time, they thought Tongren Medical University had lost hope!
But now, Ye Feng has used his strength to prove to everyone that he alone can turn the tide!
The king has returned, and the crown that was lost last time will belong to his colleagues again!