However, before he could feel the ecstasy in his palms, he suddenly felt a piercing pain in his elbows.
"Ah!!" The screams of killing a pig echoed in the empty room.
It startled the other examiners in the room.
Everyone turned their heads one after another, and then they were surprised to find that Deng Hongfeng's hands were hanging down limply.
The elbow seemed to be broken abruptly.
The severe pain twisted Deng Hongfeng's horse face together, making it look extraordinarily ferocious and funny.
This... what the hell happened
"Ah, help! Help! You idiots, what are you still doing? Don't hurry up... come and treat me... ahh!"
The examiners of Xuanyi Pavilion came to their senses, and hurriedly rushed forward to check Deng Hongfeng's injuries.
The injury doesn't look serious, it's just a dislocation.
Each of the examiners in the Xuanyi Pavilion has superb medical skills, so the dislocated elbow was quickly connected.
But the pain in it caused Deng Hongfeng to howl miserably.
By the time the treatment was over, he was already drenched in cold sweat.
Staring at Muyan, as if wanting to kill someone, "Bitch, what did you do to me?!"
Muyan showed an innocent smile, and said slowly: "This doctor is joking, I'm standing here without even raising my hand, what can I do?"
"By the way, a lot of time has been wasted. Excuse me, can the formal assessment of senior doctors begin?"
Deng Hongfeng stared at her fiercely, as if he wanted to see some flaws in her.
But no matter how you look at it, what you see in front of you is just a beautiful and weak girl.
How could a girl of eighteen or nineteen break off his hand without even moving it
He is an ancient martial artist at the peak of the Xuan level!
But if it wasn't her, who would have done it
After being disturbed like this, how could Deng Hongfeng still have those desires.
He just wanted to kick this evil woman out, and he must not let her become a senior doctor and step on his head.
"Okay, I want to see what qualifications you have to become a senior doctor in my Xuan Medical Pavilion."
After speaking, Deng Hongfeng raised his hands to applaud, but felt a sharp pain in his joints.
He had no choice but to put it down resentfully, gritted his teeth and said, "Bring me all the patients."
With an order, ten men, women and children were quickly brought in.
Standing in front of Muyan in a row.
Muyan couldn't help raising her eyebrows.
These men, women and children, just by looking at their faces, can tell that they are sick.
The assessment of junior doctors in Xuanyi Pavilion is dialectical treatment.
But only one patient needs to be treated.
The assessment of mid-level doctors is a bit more difficult, but it only needs to dialectically and treat three patients at the same time.
Unexpectedly, ten patients were directly selected in the senior doctor's assessment
But what about ten
Is she still cured
Muyan was about to go up to check the pulse, but she heard Deng Hongfeng sneer and said.
"Even if there are only three or five senior physicians in the Xuanyi Pavilion in the entire Yanwu Continent."
"If you want to pass the senior doctor's assessment, you must at least show some skills. For these ten patients, I want you to only look at them within an hour, but not check their pulse, ask them, or approach them, and then judge their illnesses. And give an effective treatment plan!"
Muyan was startled, and frowned slightly.
Seeing, hearing, asking, and only allowing her to "look", dialectical treatment is required
Zhang Mingkun stood up abruptly and said: "Doctor Deng, this is not in line with what we discussed at the beginning! How can dialectical treatment be possible without seeing and hearing? Is this too difficult?"