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Chapter 1840 Sure enough, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon
"Very well, the first batch of contestants have entered the arena. Now I will announce the content of the competition. Please listen carefully. The content of this round of competition is to dispense medicine. There are a large number of boxes containing two prescriptions on each table. Plastic bag, the contestant randomly selects one and gives it to the staff, and then checks the contents of the prescription at the same time, and dispenses the medicine according to the prescription. The contestant who configures the dosage of traditional Chinese medicine more accurately and takes less time wins.

If neither party completes the dispensing within the specified time, then all of them will be eliminated. "

"This fucking is okay?"

After hearing this rule, many people began to scold their mothers.

Compared with the purely written test in the preliminary round, this round is a purely hands-on test, and it is not a test of medical skills, but a test of the ability to dispense medicines. It is difficult for even some old Chinese medicine practitioners to be accurate when dispensing medicines by feeling without measuring tools. .

"Oh my god! This round is not as simple as eliminating half of the players. If we continue to compete in this way, the elimination rate may be as high as [-]%."

Zhou Xiaoqian grabbed Tang Ming's hand nervously: "Many contestants who can pass the preliminary competition are just talking on paper. Even with measuring tools, they may not be able to prepare a qualified drug. Now it is too difficult."

"It is difficult, but dispensing and identifying medicinal materials is the basic skill of Chinese medicine. If you can't even do this, you are not qualified to be called Chinese medicine at all."

Tang Ming could understand this arrangement, and comforted him: "Don't be nervous, as long as you make good use of what I have taught you, there will be no problem."

"But I'm still afraid, without measuring tools..."

"What are you afraid of? Everyone has the same conditions, and you have an advantage."

Tang Ming rolled his eyes and interrupted Zhou Xiaoqian.

"What advantage do I have?"

Zhou Xiaoqian looked at Tang Ming blankly.

"Yes! Our medical university can only be regarded as a second-rate institution, and the teaching level is not high. It seems that compared with the students of these famous schools, we have no advantage at all."

Wu Fangyue also asked quickly.

"Of course you have advantages. Think about your school's ranking in colleges and universities. It seems that you can't even rank in the top [-]?"

Tang Ming smiled lightly and explained: "It is precisely because our medical university is not well-known, so it doesn't matter if we lose. It is already an extraordinary performance to pass the preliminary round of the medical competition. What if we lose?"

"That's right."

Several people nodded.

"Others are different. They all come from top prestigious schools. Once they lose, it would be a shame."

Tang Ming continued to speak, and looked around with contempt: "So now there should be pressure, and it should be other people who should be afraid. You have already made money?"

"You put it bluntly, you are barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes, I am convinced."

Meng Xianjun looked at Tang Ming with a strange face, and had to admit that this method was indeed useful to Zhou Xiaoqian and others.

If it weren't for Tang Ming's help, it is estimated that no one in the medical university would have passed the preliminary competition. The Western medicine competition is a living example. These people have already made money by making it this far.

"Let's watch the game."

Hua Yingjie has been paying attention to the situation in the arena. Tang Ming's theory is meaningless to him, because his goal is to go for the championship.

As time went by, the first batch of 200 people quickly ended the competition, and less than 80 people successfully advanced. If you make a mistake, the medicine prepared can kill people.

Seeing groups of people participating in the competition, and the elimination rate was frighteningly high, the contestants around were very nervous.

The strength of this type of competition is one aspect. Luck seems to be more important, because the opponents are randomly assigned, and there is no way to define the strength. The lucky ones can always be matched with those with limited strength, while the unlucky ones can be matched from the beginning. When you meet a master, you will be eliminated in an instant.

Another point is that the difficulty of the prescription is also drawn by oneself. If it is easy to draw, it will be easier. If it is difficult to draw, it can only be regarded as bad luck.

Due to the large number of people, the match lasted for a long time. After an hour, it was finally the turn of those around Tang Ming to enter the arena.

"Damn it! Bai Shengqi and the others all passed."

Hua Yingjie reached out and grabbed the barbed wire, staring at Bai Shengqi and others who were heading to the promotion area.

"Immortal Medicine Workshop is a medical sect after all. If the disciples of the sect don't even have this ability, it will be too shameful."

Tang Ming curled his lips indifferently: "Don't worry, the wonderful game is still to come."

"Haha, it's finally my turn, you just wait and see my performance."

At this time, Meng Xianjun's name suddenly rang out, and Meng Xianjun burst out laughing, and strode into the arena with his head held high.

Zhou Xiaowei and Wu Fangyue also entered the arena.

"It seems to be very fast."

Tang Ming turned his head and looked around. There were 200 people in a round, and a game took 10 minutes. There were more than 1000 people in an hour. It seemed that he should be able to do two rounds on the first day.

"This round is still without me."

Hua Yingjie frowned, and looked at Tang Ming worriedly: "Could the two of us be divided into the same group?"

"Ah? That's a scam."

Tang Ming's face changed slightly. He must get the top ten, and Hua Yingjie is for the revitalization of the sect, so naturally he will not give up easily. If they really meet together, they will not be able to play.

"That's right! In terms of medical skills, I'm definitely not your opponent. If I do meet, I can only consider myself unlucky."

Hua Yingjie sighed helplessly.

"Don't worry, it shouldn't be so unlucky."

Tang Ming quickly stretched out his hand to comfort him, gritted his teeth and said, "If it's really that unlucky, then I'll quit. After all, I still have many other ways to complete the task."

"How can this be done, I..."

"Brother, this is all I can help you with. Even if I let you, you must work hard. After all, this medical competition is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon... rely on me!"

Tang Ming couldn't help but swear in the middle of his speech.

"Lao Meng actually lost?"

Hua Yingjie also became suspicious, because he saw Meng Xianjun walking towards the elimination with a straight face.

"What's the situation? Both Xiaoqian and Wu Fangyue advanced, but he lost?"

Tang Ming frowned suspiciously. Although Meng Xianjun did not come from a professional background, his medical skills are definitely not weak. After all, he is a descendant of a hidden world. His understanding of Chinese medicine is better than that of many old Chinese doctors. Why did he lose?

"Who is Lao Meng's opponent?"

Tang Ming looked around with a solemn face, but he didn't pay attention just now, so he didn't know who Meng Xianjun lost to.

"I don't know which one it is, it seems that I didn't pay much attention to it before."

Hua Yingjie shook his head, looked around solemnly: "It really is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!"

(End of this chapter)