Prince: Your Princess is Exposed

However, such a calm, eventually in the next day, was completely broken.

Yaowang Valley is hidden in the mountains.

Only at the foot of the mountain, a few tents were set up temporarily.

The bustling crowd on weekdays is full of voices at the moment.

In addition to excellent medical skills, there are also many people with family background similar to Yao Lian.

Therefore, it is better to have someone to serve after you.

Young CI is standing in the shade of a tree at the moment, cold looking at the front of the race, all want to take the lead to draw a better order.

But she really didn't want to go in and crowd with these people.

It was Shen Ji who came later than the youth.

She was far more frightened in the shade than in the crowd.

Shen Ji directly turned the direction and walked towards the young CI.

Looking at her voice, "Mr. Qin?"

Of course, he didn't pay attention to Shen Ji.

Hearing his voice, I almost subconsciously looked behind me.

Book chess alone with her.

I can't help but feel happy when I'm young.

Fortunately, Si Junling is not here today.

Medicine King Valley competition, he arranged for people to protect in the dark, but people often disappear.

How much, it all has something to do with Xiliang.

Of course, young people are very witty and don't ask much.

He nodded to Shen Ji in front of him. "It seems that Mr. Shen doesn't want to join the party."

Shen Ji took a look in the direction of the crowd.

There was a hint of displeasure on his face.

directly make complaints about the sound of Tucao, "the strength is not enough to grab. It seems that my biggest opponent in this competition is you. "

When Shen Ji said this, he did not hide it.

It's just to belittle all those people in front of me.

This is the arrogance and self-confidence that comes from the heart.

Young words agree with the nod, "each other."

"Gentlemen, this is for both of you."

While talking.

The little disciple at the gate of Yaowang Valley took two small wooden cards with numbers on them and handed them to her and Shen Ji.

First, last.

The young man glanced aside.

At the moment, there are dozens of small rooms separated by each other at the gate of Yaowang valley.

Each one has a corresponding number on it.

Only the two on the other side are boiling herbs. The smell of traditional Chinese medicine in Yaowang Valley is basically from both sides.

Young CI wrote the medical books and handed them to Shuqi.

There is a piece of rice paper on the back of the number plate, on which the first round of test questions are written concisely.

Blind guess medicine.

A total of 80 herbs.

Processing, drying, cutting.

Basically, they have been dealt with well.

All of them are stacked together, and those who take the written test have to cover their eyes and identify the names of these herbs only by their sense of touch and smell.

There is a disciple of Yaowang Valley waiting in the small compartment, who is responsible for recording the herbs found by the competitors and putting them in different categories.

The young man read the request quickly.

Hang the number plate around your waist.

This is the basic skill of every doctor.

As soon as the test questions came out, we could hear a lot of howling voices.

When herbs are mixed together, some of them have similar performance and smell, which is extremely difficult to distinguish.

Not to mention blindfolded and invisible.

It's hard.

Young Ci and Shen Ji walked together, and then they almost left in two opposite directions.

No more words, just a little look at each other.