Peng Zhongteng, president of the Hong Kong Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, quickly led everyone to the door of the conference room on the third floor, Jin Qingshi and the ten of them sat on chairs in the corridor, and as soon as seven of them entered the conference room, Xie Zhiqiang immediately said loudly: "What the hell is going on? Why are there so many reporters?"

"I only contacted two reporters with good relations, and I wanted to report on the reform of our traditional Chinese medicine! I didn't expect such a thing to happen!" Peng Zhongteng said depressedly. (Baidu search update is the fastest and most stable)

"Hmph, then what should we do now? It is no longer possible to evaluate according to our predetermined plan! If we follow the reporter's suggestion that it is difficult to ensure the fairness of the examiners by selecting patients, how should this score be scored?" Xie Zhiqiang said coldly.

"We have no way out, and if we cancel the assessment, those reporters will definitely say that we have engaged in favoritism, and the Independent Commission Against Corruption will immediately investigate this matter! Now the only way is to involve reporters, and we must also work out a plan for the selected patients! If we let reporters pull a cold and a cancer, how can we fairly assess them!" Zhao Bo, vice chairman of the Hong Kong Chinese Medicine Council, said with a wry smile.

"The first two are easy to say, let the reporter find some people from the patients who seek medical treatment, and directly let these ten people take the pulse and prescribe them! As for acupuncture treatment, it is more troublesome, the patient's condition is different, and the treatment effect is not the same! We cannot evaluate the success or failure of the treatment!" Chen Xianglan said.

"Dean Chen is right! If a reporter brings in a terminal cancer, even we can't treat it, let alone those students!" Gu Lao nodded.

"I know all this! The reporter is waiting below! Everyone should think of a way!" Xie Zhiqiang said anxiously.

"I think it's better to invite all the reporters to the conference room and tell them what we think, they will understand, and we may be able to find a way to get the best of both worlds!" Qin Jingde thought for a while.

"I agree with Lao Qin's construction!" Peng Zhongteng immediately nodded.

"What about the others?" Xie Zhiqiang glanced at Gu Lao, Chen Xianglan, Zhao Bo, and Zhu Guotao.

"I agree! I agree!" all four nodded at the same time.

"Okay then, please Dean Peng, invite those reporters up, and we'll discuss it together!" Xie Zhiqiang nodded.

Soon more than a dozen reporters were invited to the conference room, and after Xie Zhiqiang explained to the reporters what everyone was worried about, one of the men in his 40s stood up and said: "Chairman Xie! All of you here are all authoritative and masters in the field of Chinese medicine in Hong Kong! Traditional Chinese medicine also pays attention to a inheritance, and everyone has a secret that will not be passed on! It is a good thing that young people can inherit the essence of Chinese medicine and carry forward Chinese medicine! I personally support it very much! I think everyone can understand the situation that Chairman Xie just mentioned, and we will follow up the assessment process, and we will choose two of the ten patients in internal medicine, surgery, gynecology, orthopedics, and hepatobiliary medicine, and of course we will not choose some terminally ill patients! Then the ten contestants will draw lots to decide the target of treatment! Do you think this is okay?"

"What if a male student draws a female patient, and the female patient doesn't agree?" said Chen Xianglan with a smile.

"Then then we will make it clear to each other first, and only choose her after agreeing, if no one wants to, then the two female students will have to be in charge!" the man said with a wry smile.

"Do other people have better opinions and ideas?" Xie Zhiqiang asked with a smile as he smiled at the reporters below.

The following notes all looked at the peers around him, shook their heads one by one, Xie Zhiqiang nodded and said: "Then do as this reporter friend said! Zhao Bo and I stayed, and the other five judges followed the reporter to these five departments to help select people, and the selected personnel must meet the assessment standards of specialized resident doctors!"

"Okay!" Gu Lao and the other five people nodded at the same time.

Ten patients were quickly selected with the assurance of five judges and reporters, and Jin Qingshi and the ten of them began to put on white coats and get ready.

Half an hour later, Jin Qingshi was the first to enter the conference room according to the test results, and in the conference room, more than a dozen reporters with long guns and short gun mounts were aimed at him, and seven of them sat there with stern expressions, Jin Qingshi bowed to the reporters and sat on a temporary consultation table, on which were placed a pulse pillow, a stethoscope, and a blood pressure monitor.

At this time, Xie Zhiqiang announced loudly: "The two assessments of pulse and prescription will start now! Jin Qingshi, the first student to participate in the assessment!"

The door of the conference room opened, and an old lady in her sixties walked in tremblingly on crutches, she nodded to the reporters and judges with a nervous expression, and then sat on a chair in front of the consultation table, she smiled at Jin Qingshi and said: "Little doctor! I have been chest tightness, shortness of breath, and weak legs lately! Can you help me see what is going on?"

When Jin Qingshi heard this, he immediately thought of chest tightness, shortness of breath, and weakness of his legs, which are generally caused by coronary heart disease, myocardial insufficiency or chronic bronchiitis, emphysema, pulmonary heart disease, etc., and cervical spondylosis will also have such symptoms, he smiled and said to the old lady: "Grandma, please put your left hand on the pulse pillow, and I will help you check the pulse!"

The old lady slowly raised her hand and put her left hand on the pulse pillow, Jin Qingshi gently put the index finger and middle finger of her right hand on the artery of her wrist, the old lady's pulse is as thin as a line, the ups and downs are obvious, this is the pulse of deficiency and dampness, at this time Jin Qingshi looked at the old lady's tongue coating, the moss is white and thick, the spleen is deficient, the stomach is deficient, this old lady is sick! I am dizzy! This patient who was found there? Isn't this a cheat!

Jin Qingshi opened the eye of heaven from head to toe, scanned the old lady's whole body, and finally focused on the kidneys, the old lady's two kidneys are much smaller than normal, and the kidneys are atrophied?

"Grandma, do you urinate a lot?" Jin Qingshi asked with a smile.

"I used to sleep until dawn, but now I'm old, and I have to get up three or four times a night!" said the old lady.

"Grandma, I know what's going on with your illness, I'll prescribe medicine for you now!" Jin Qingshi immediately began to write down the old lady's illness and prescription on the case after speaking.

Three minutes later, Jin Qingshi put the old lady's medical records and his own prescription of traditional Chinese medicine in front of the judges under the close "protection" of the reporter, and the seven judges returned to their seats after re-examining the old lady, Xie Zhiqiang smiled at Jin Qingshi and said: "Jin Qingshi! Are you sure that this result is not wrong?"

He glanced at Gu Lao, Gu Lao was looking at him with a worried expression, Jin Qingshi immediately understood that his result was different from the judges' diagnosis, he thought for a while and then nodded vigorously and said, "I'm sure this result is not wrong!"

"Jin Qingshi, after the discussion of our judges, your diagnosis and prescription are somewhat different from the conclusions reached by our judges, so you can't do this!" Xie Zhiqiang said seriously.

"Oh, Chairman Xie, can you tell me where I was wrong?" Jin Qingshi said calmly.