The Fierce and Powerful Immortal Physician

at this time,

Chai Yiming's phone vibrated. He picked it up and glanced at it. It was a message from Chu Hong from the General Office. He was immediately annoyed. What was she doing? She was right at the door. Why was she sending a text message?

He reached out and clicked on it, then his brows furrowed suddenly. He glanced at the list and background information again, and asked:

"Zhou Hao, 22 years old, has only been a specially appointed expert at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital for ten days. What was his previous job? How many years has he been practicing medicine?"

"I didn't have a work unit before, and my medical practice was just beginning."

Zhou Hao replied truthfully.

"According to regulations, one must have five years of practical experience to participate in this interview. This is simply absurd and a serious violation of industry regulations. It must be dealt with seriously, and the relevant personnel should be held accountable. The interviewee's qualification should be revoked."

Chai Yiming put on a stern face and began to speak in a serious, official tone.

Upon hearing this, Chu Hong, who was standing at the door, had a fleeting, almost imperceptible gleam of pleasure in her peach blossom eyes.

This kid's probably in for a lot of bad luck!

Xia Ziruo will be utterly disappointed, and that will give Jin Shao an opportunity.

"Director Chai, although Zhou Hao has not been practicing medicine for long, his actual ability has already surpassed the threshold given by time. Yue Qingsong and I guarantee and recommend him, there should be no problem."

Luo Zhiyuan quickly explained.

"Yes, I know Zhou Hao. He's cured at least five difficult and complicated cases. His acupuncture skills are superb, even I can't match them. If he can't participate in this interview, who else is qualified?"

Yue Qingsong nodded in agreement.

"Old Luo, Old Yue, you're both confused! Hasn't the country considered the situation you're describing? Some people just happen to know a few folk remedies and manage to cure a small number of cases."

"Big problems will arise later on; there are countless examples of this. We can't open that door; it's unfair to others."

Chai Yiming refused to budge, instead escalating the issue further.

It wasn't that he didn't give Luo Zhiyuan and Yue Qingsong face, but Chu Hong's message just now clearly stated that Zhou Hao was competing with Jin Feng, the son of the deputy mayor Jin Gang, for his girlfriend.

King Kong and he were in the same boat, so of course he had to protect him with all his might.

Moreover, the fact that his son Chai Wen was slapped by Zhu Xiaotian was also thanks to that brat Zhou Hao.

Furthermore, Zhou Hao's godmother, Liu Yannong, didn't get along with him, and he was sternly rejected when he tried to take advantage of her.

More importantly, Zhou Hao has recently been getting along very well with Guo Songtao's cronies, so it would be a good opportunity to sow discord between him and Guo Songtao, making him look bad and embarrassing him.

"Mr. Meng, what's your opinion?"

Lu Feifan, deputy director of the Provincial Health Commission, who had not spoken until now, turned to look at Meng Xiutang.

He had a rough idea of ​​what was going on involved. As the head of the expert group, he needed to adopt the posture of a superior, remain impartial, and ideally, try to smooth things over.

"I've met Zhou Hao before; his acupuncture skills far surpass mine."

Although Meng Xiutang had suffered a setback in front of Zhou Hao, he remained open-minded and believed that Zhou Hao was indeed a super genius who would surely soar to great heights one day. He continued:

"While his years of medical practice are indeed insufficient, his practical skills far surpass those of ordinary TCM practitioners. Seeing is believing, so I suggest he take an interview. If he doesn't meet the required standards, then we can discuss punishment later."

"Hmm, that makes sense. The new policy aims to allow truly talented people to stand out. I think we should let him participate in the interview."

Lu Feifan turned to Chai Yiming beside him and asked, "Director Chai, what do you think?"

"Since the leader has given the order, then we'll do it this way. If the requirements aren't met, we'll hold the relevant personnel accountable. We can let some candidates in to observe, to demonstrate openness, fairness, and impartiality."

Chai Yiming wasn't stupid. Lu Feifan's influence in the entire Sichuan pharmaceutical industry was unmatched by him. Now that things had come to this point, if he still refused to budge, he would be asking for trouble.

However, he was certain that Zhou Hao was just a slacker with no real skills, and that he would be exposed for what he was made of in the practical test. Then he would teach him a lesson.

Letting the candidates observe is to collect irrefutable evidence. The eyes of the masses are discerning; let's see how they try to argue their way out of this.

Chu Hong was very disappointed upon hearing this, but he shared the same thought as Chai Yiming: Zhou Hao would soon be exposed for what he truly was, and losing face would be the least of his worries; he might even be banned from practicing medicine for life.

Those who acted as guarantors will also be implicated.

"Okay~"

Lu Feifan made the final decision.

Chu Hong immediately arranged for some of the candidates to enter the large conference room to observe the proceedings.

"Alright, let's begin the interview now. The first part: identification of traditional Chinese medicine and acupoints."

Luo Zhiyuan continued, "Those who can accurately identify more than six out of ten medicinal herbs within ten minutes, and who can clearly describe their medicinal properties, as well as their safety and contraindications, will be considered to have passed."

As soon as he finished speaking,

The candidates immediately stirred, whispering among themselves, most of them looking troubled, believing that the task was extremely difficult.

Without it,

The ten medicinal herbs were randomly selected from hundreds of Chinese medicinal herbs. If you're unlucky, you might not be able to identify any of them.

"Dean Luo, ten ingredients are too few. Let's use fifty. If even one ingredient is wrong, it's considered a failure. The time limit remains the same."

Zhou Hao said calmly.

These words caused an uproar throughout the room.

"Identify fifty medicinal herbs in ten minutes? My goodness, I've never heard of such a thing!"

"Why make things difficult for yourself? Isn't that just asking for trouble?"

"Exactly! Is he some kind of alien who equates every single mistake with failure?"

"This guy is too arrogant. I don't believe he can do it even if you beat me to death."

"..."

Even the three renowned TCM experts, Luo Zhiyuan, Yue Qingsong, and Meng Xiutang, looked at each other in disbelief. They wouldn't dare say that if even one ingredient out of fifty was wrong, the test would fail.

Why create trouble for yourself?

This little guy must be crazy!

"Cough cough,"

Luo Zhiyuan quickly gave Zhou Hao a meaningful look: "Teacher Zhou, the standard test question is for ten Chinese medicinal herbs, I think we should stick with ten?"

"No, just fifty flavors."

Zhou Hao insisted without hesitation.

It wasn't that he wanted to show off, but that he wanted to shut up everyone who looked down on him. In the face of absolute strength, all schemes and tricks seemed pale and powerless.

With the Yin-Yang Immortal Doctor's Scripture in hand, what harm is there in having fifty types, or even five hundred or five thousand!

"Since candidate Zhou Hao is so persistent, then we'll use fifty ingredients; if he gets even one wrong, he'll fail."

Although Chai Yiming is not an expert in traditional Chinese medicine, he has worked in the pharmaceutical industry for many years and knows that this is a hellish level of difficulty.

If he's courting death, then so be it.

Look at how his face was swollen from being slapped in public.

"All right."

Looking at Zhou Hao's relaxed expression, Luo Zhiyuan had no choice but to nod in agreement. At the same time, his curiosity was piqued. Where was this little guy's limit?

quickly,

The staff then randomly selected fifty herbs from the Chinese medicinal herb sample bank and arranged them on the conference room table.

Luo Zhiyuan, Yue Qingsong, and Meng Xiutang all stared wide-eyed at the scene.

hiss~

The three renowned TCM experts gasped almost simultaneously.

I'm sooooooooooooooo!

Almost all of them were rare Chinese medicinal herbs, and even they themselves had difficulty accurately identifying half of them!

The candidates watching were stunned, their minds reeling.

Maya,

If I were to draw this set of questions, I would fail immediately.

This young punk named Zhou Hao is probably in for a big scare!