Chen Jian was embarrassed.

Not only did these old Chinese doctors all have to raise money to make bets, but their voices were more powerful than the other, which attracted a lot of attention. They took out more money than the other, which made Chen Jian not accept it, and he even more so.

Chen Jian didn't believe from the bottom of his heart that he would lose.

Chen Jian has done a lot of preparations for today's competition. He has learned in detail about traditional Chinese medicine's pulse test and pregnancy diagnosis, and has also learned a lot about what traditional Chinese medicine calls happy pulse, that is, slippery pulse.

In his opinion, there are many reasons for women's pulse slippage, not just pregnancy, which fully proves that traditional Chinese medicine's pulse diagnosis and pregnancy test can only be a joke. Especially when he deliberately ignores the three aspects of looking, listening, and asking.

To give a very simple example, a woman of childbearing age seeks a Chinese medicine doctor for pregnancy. Under normal circumstances, Chinese medicine doctors should at least check whether the woman has signs of pregnancy, ask if she has had sex recently, how long has her menstruation been not coming, and whether she has been postponed in the past, and then cooperate with the pulse to determine whether she is pregnant.

Now all these links have been omitted, and even a thick curtain is needed between the patient and the doctor. The doctor can only take the pulse and cannot even see the patient's appearance. This is Chen Jian's cleverness.

These thoughts made Chen Jian want to directly agree to the provocation of the old Chinese doctors, but now the problem is that he doesn’t have that much money!

There are more than 20 old Chinese doctors, each with hundreds of thousands. Just counting it, there are more than five million in total. But everyone seems to be full of confidence. He doesn't agree, and it seems that he is not confident. He agrees. Damn it's five million, not five hundred yuan!

But Wang Zhengyu, who had been by the side, had been silent, spoke at this time.

"Can you bet yourself to win? Or I'll bet 200,000?" Wang Zhengyu said weakly.

Wang Zhengyu is so active.

With Tianshu help, it should be Banban Dingding's business if he wins the money. In addition, so many old Chinese doctors are making trouble here, he doesn't believe that Chen Jian will dare to refuse to admit it if he agrees. Of course, if Chen Jian does not dare to agree, he will not lose much.

However, Wang Zhengyu suddenly spoke at this time, which really made Chen Jian unable to hold on his face at this time.

A group of old Chinese doctors fought against him, at least they had a similar identity. Suddenly, a little P child who had not grown all the hairs appeared and challenged him. What does this mean? Of course, he still had the minimum rationality and did not continue to fight against the old Chinese doctors.

"Since you have so much confidence in yourself, I'll bet with you! But Mr. Zhang, let's go for the rest of you! Leave some pension money!" After saying that, Chen Jian turned around and left without waiting for everyone to say. He continued to stay here, and thought to himself that there was nothing good about these people.

"Hehe, this kid is smart!" Old Zhang sneered twice, and didn't say much, and began to arrange for everyone to sit down. After all, they are all people with identities, so it's not good to continue pestering them.

After this episode, Wang Zhengyu finally sat in the arena. As time went by, the entire venue quickly became lively. From time to time, people came here to say hello to Mr. Zhang and Mr. Liu, of course, they would look at Wang Zhengyu without exception.

Wang Zhengyu was helpless, but this seemed inevitable.

The youngest area specially marked for traditional Chinese medicine is in his forties. He is the only one who is like Wang Zhengyu. In addition, he is protected by a group of old Chinese medicine practitioners like stars, making it difficult for people not to pay attention. Even the guest seat has begun to whisper to discuss the identity of this young man.

...

"Old Mo, there are still five minutes left before the beginning. Do you want me to accompany you to say hello to Lao Zhang and the others? Let's say a few words!" A middle-aged man in his forties sat in the guest seat and spoke to the energetic old man beside him.

The man had his famous brands on the table in front of him, a long string. Chen Dong, deputy minister of the Ministry of Health and director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Administration, said that the famous brands on the table in front of the old man Mo seemed very simple, with only the three words Mo Zhonghua, but Chen Dong's attitude towards the old man seemed very respectful.

"No need!" The old man waved his hand and said, "If I can win, I can win or not. If I want to lose, it really means that there is no successor to our Chinese medicine doctors!"

"Hey, Mr. Mo, look, there is a young man sitting next to that old Zhang. If you are at such a young age, you will be in the traditional Chinese medicine profession, so how can you have no successor to Chinese medicine!" Chen Dong sighed.

"Well, maybe it's Lao Zhang's nephew, let's bring you a world of experience!" Old Mo nodded. Obviously, this old Chinese doctor did not expect that Wang Zhengyu was the protagonist today.

A girl sat on the other side of Old Mo. When he heard the words of the two, he also looked at Wang Zhengyu according to their eyes. Then the girl exclaimed softly: "Hey, why is it him?"

...

The girl is not so shocking. It is difficult for people to be shocked at a glance, nor is it charming. It will not make a lustful man unable to pull it out at a glance. But the girl gives people a very clean feeling, and it is indescribable. Her clean face, a clever nose, and lips are the most impressive thing. The girl's clean eyes are the girl's clean eyes.

The girl is very petite. She said she is small because of her exquisiteness, which is the kind of exquisiteness that is soaked in the small bridge and flowing water. If you can understand this exquisiteness, you will easily be captured by the girl.

Wang Zhengyu once understood this exquisiteness, so he confessed to the girl not long ago.

That's right, the girl is Mo Xiaoyao, and Mo Zhonghua beside her is her grandfather.

Speaking of which, Mo Xiaoyao will appear in today's venue, which is also related to Wang Zhengyu.

Mo Xiaoyao is a very simple girl who doesn't like to be arrogant. So the way Wang Zhengyu confessed to her in public that day made her unable to accept it at all. In addition, Wang Zhengyu has always had a crush on her, and the two of them don't have much contact with each other, so there is no understanding of it. So she naturally rejected Wang Zhengyu.

And her words at that time, "I'm sorry, you're pretty good, but it's not suitable for me!" were originally what she thought, and there was no other meaning. After she finished speaking, she went upstairs because she didn't like being watched. She really didn't know that her roommate would ridicule Wang Zhengyu.

So when a few girls returned to the dormitory, they excitedly discussed the excitement of ridicule Wang Zhengyu. When Wang Zhengyu's stupid behavior, Mo Xiaoyao felt that it was a bit over, so she complained to her roommate in the dormitory.

But who would have thought that these casual complaints angered the girl who destroyed Wang Zhengyu and began to say something strange. Mo Xiaoyao's temperament was already light and naturally too lazy to argue. She planned to apologize to Wang Zhengyu, but Wang Zhengyu was taken to Yunmeng Mountain by Huo Guangbo to travel to Yunmeng Mountain as soon as she was on holiday, so she simply ran to the capital to see her grandfather.

Mo Xiaoyao's grandfather, Mr. Mo, is obviously not a simple person. This can be seen from Chen Dong's respectful attitude. In fact, Mo Zhonghua is also an old Chinese doctor. However, he is not an ordinary old Chinese doctor, because he often goes to Huayuan, and the people living in Huayuan are all leaders of the Chinese character.

Therefore, in this traditional Chinese and Western medicine ring competition, those who know this naturally left a place for Mr. Mo. In fact, Chen Dong took time to participate in this ring competition to see Mr. Mo's face.

At this moment, when he saw his granddaughter suddenly exclaiming, Old Mo naturally became interested and asked, "Why, Yaoyao, do you know that young man?"

"Of course I know him, Wang Zhengyu, is my current classmate!" Mo Xiaoyao replied with a frown.

The moment she saw Wang Zhengyu, Mo Xiaoyao almost thought that Wang Zhengyu came here specifically to see her, but then she thought that she had never mentioned her grandfather's identity to anyone, let alone that she came to see her grandfather in the capital, which was just a temporary idea, and Wang Zhengyu could not know.

"Oh!" Hearing Mo Xiaoyao's answer, Old Mo was interested and continued to ask: "You, a classmate, studied history, and still have research on traditional Chinese medicine?"

Mo Xiaoyao thought for a while and said blankly: "I haven't heard of it!"

...

At this time, Wang Zhengyu didn't know that his dream little ** had also arrived at the scene. At this time, he was looking at the camera next to the rostrum and was struggling.

Wang Zhengyu doesn't want to be on TV in this situation today. It's not because of being pretentious, but because of feeling that he feels very stressed when cheating in front of the people of the whole country.

Especially with so many cameras, looking at the logos on it, not only are there central TV stations, but also many online media signs that he often watches, which makes him wonder if his own students would be seen by his erotic classmates if he goes on stage.

He didn't want to be pestered by the bad friends of his school every day. Especially today, he was just having a pulse test and pregnancy diagnosis. He really became famous for his bad friends. He was very suspicious that the good relatives of his girlfriend in the school would postpone the future of three or five days of delay. He would all take him here to take his pulse. Not to mention whether it would be leaked or not, he would be so annoyed.

You must know that Wang Zhengyu hasn't handed over his first time yet.

So Wang Zhengyu has been thinking about how to get confused by himself.

"Old Zhang, I want to ask you something!" Wang Zhengyu begged to Zhang Datong beside him for a while.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Datong became a little nervous. Although Zhang Datong was completely relieved of Wang Zhengyu's medical skills, he was also afraid that today's incident would bring too much pressure to Wang Zhengyu and lead to his malfunctioning performance.

"It's nothing, I just want to go on stage to take a pulse with my eyes blindfolded. Can you ask the staff here to help me find a piece of black cloth?" Wang Zhengyu asked.

"Take a pulse blindfold? As long as you have confidence, what's wrong with this! I'll go to the staff of the organizing committee to help you find a piece of black cloth!" Zhang Datong agreed immediately.

When Zhang Datong thought about it, Wang Zhengyu was dissatisfied with the method of completely separating the doctor from the patient on the rostrum, so he played more thoroughly. He didn't know that Wang Zhengyu just didn't want to be recognized by his acquaintances.
Chapter completed!