However, Lynch did not regret it in his heart.

The real meaning of this medical competition is to let doctors compete with each other and improve their medical skills, but the ultimate goal is to better treat diseases and save people!

If Lynch loses one or the other and gives up this little boy because of this competition, then he also misses the true meaning of participating in the competition, and he is not worthy of being a doctor!

At this moment, Lynch didn't say a word, his hands flew like butterflies wearing flowers, in addition to the Tai Chi Liangyi needle, he also took out the portable silver needle and pierced it on the little boy's acupuncture points.

The congenital heart disease of the little boy is relatively mild, and it seems to be more acquired.

Lynch believed that with his medical skills, and the young boy at such a young age, he should be able to heal.

Unconsciously, a quarter of an hour had passed, and Lynch was already sweating profusely, but there was a charming brilliance on his body, which made the little boy look stupid, and his eyes showed a little strangeness.

"Big brother, you will definitely become the top doctor in the future!" the little boy said suddenly.

"Well, it's not the big brother bragging, I'm going to be a medical saint in the future!" Lynch joked, the atmosphere was relaxed, and it was also conducive to treatment.

"Hehe, a person as noble as Big Brother will definitely succeed, because I've been here for a long time, and I haven't really met a few!" the little boy said with a smile.

"Well, I've been here for a long time, and I haven't met a few ......" Why does Lynch think that this seems wrong?

But Lynch didn't care, after all, he was just a child.

It's just that Lynch has been treated for a long time, but he still doesn't see any improvement in the little boy, and the symptoms don't seem to go away.

For a while, Lynch was very surprised, his silver needle and Tai Chi Liangyi needle were used, whether it was technique or true qi, it was not comparable to ordinary people.

How can it not even have any effect?

Lynch took the pulse of the little boy again for a moment, and suddenly frowned, glanced at the little boy in surprise, and finally saw him look at himself with a smile on his face.

"You're not sick?" Lynch said suddenly.

"Big brother, this kind of heart attack is just an illusion caused by me eating something very special!" said the little boy with a smile, as if he was sick and wanted to die.

"What?" Lynch stood up and said, "It's been a long time, you're playing with me!"

Suddenly, Lynch couldn't help but feel annoyed, this little boy must have taken some kind of special pill, causing his heart to be chaotic and his face pale, like the illusion of heart disease.

He was too anxious just now, and he was careless, not to mention that the other party was also a child, so he didn't think about it, but he didn't expect it to be true!

I was about to ask what the little boy was trying to do, but unexpectedly, the little boy patted his buttocks, stood up and arched his hand and said, "Big brother, congratulations on passing the first round of this Yanhuang Medical Competition and the promotion competition!"

"What do you mean?" Lynch couldn't help but be confused.

"Big brother, the Yanhuang Medical Competition, the test is not only the doctor's medical skills, but more importantly, the doctor's medical ethics, if you don't even have the most basic medical ethics, even if the medical skills are powerful, then you don't deserve to win the ranking in this competition!" the little boy said eloquently, far from the image just now.

Lynch was stunned and said, "You mean, this is the first round of the Yanhuang Medical Competition?"

"Yes, Dean Zhu of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, as early as on the way here, the first round of tests was set, and anyone who passed the test could get this pass and directly enter the second round of the competition!"

The little boy said, took it out in his arms for a long time, pulled out a pass, and handed it to Lynch.

Lynch took it and took a look, and sure enough, there were nine gilded characters on this certificate - Yanhuang Medical Conference Pass!

And there is also a line of handwritten handwriting on it, vigorous and powerful: Sir/Madam, if you can see this certificate, it means that you have passed the exam set by our tester, please try to enter the competition site from the left gate of the School of Chinese Medicine before 0:00 noon.

The payment is Zhu Qingyang, the president of the Jinhai City Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, and the big red seal, it is absolutely really wrong!

Lynch couldn't help but be slightly stunned, but he didn't expect that the game had already started before he entered the game, and he didn't expect that he would pass the first round in this way.

"What if I had just dropped you in?" asked Lynch.

"Big brother, if you go in directly just now, just like the two disciples of Baicaomen just now, you will be eliminated! There is someone inside who will explain to them and invite them away!" the little boy said.

"I see!" Lynch nodded.

"By the way, big brother, my name is Zhu Ming, Dean Zhu Qingyang is my master, I made up my identity just now, please don't take it to heart, now please hurry up and participate in the second round of the medical competition!" The little boy made a gesture of please, quite polite.

"My name is Lynch, and I want to thank you for telling me what happened, so let's leave it at that!"

Lin Qi smiled and nodded, then turned around and walked to the left side of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and at the same time felt a feeling in his heart, this Dean Zhu Qingyang is really a talent, and he actually set such a rare test!

However, those who can pass this test, regardless of their medical skills, must understand the true weight of the word doctor.

After arriving at the gate on the left, someone checked the pass in Lynch's hand, and very respectfully let Lynch enter the building.

Lynch followed the instructions and came to the scene of the game on the second floor.

The competition site is extremely wide, and all places have been carefully arranged, and the banner that was pulled up has a few big words: Inherit the spirit of traditional Chinese medicine and promote the culture of traditional Chinese medicine!

At this moment, there were already judges on the high platform, but there was only one old man.

This old man, dressed in a cloth coat, has kind eyebrows, and the business card on the table has three big characters written on Zhu Qingyang!

Seeing Lynch enter the scene, he nodded to Lynch and motioned for him to sit down first.

Lynch also nodded in response, found a chair next to him and sat down, but there were only a dozen people in the entire sitting area!

"Could it be that there are only a dozen people who have passed the first round this time?" Lynch was slightly surprised.

This competition in Gimhae City is the champion of all cities and counties in the entire provincial capital, and there are hundreds of counties in Gimhae City, which means that hundreds of people should participate in this time.

It's just that I didn't expect that there are so few people who can enter the first round!

After a while, around ten o'clock, a few more people came in, and there were only more than twenty people in total......

At this time, a person who looked like an assistant walked to the high platform, whispered a few words in Zhu Qingyang's ear, and handed in a list.

Zhu Qingyang swept the list, nodded, and then stood up and said: "Congratulations to everyone, the people who can sit here are all people who have passed the first round of tests, each of you, in addition to being talented in medical skills, is also noble in medical ethics, here, please accept my worship first!"

As he spoke, Zhu Qingyang bowed deeply to the contestants present!