"You..." Wu Dabao was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick.

After thinking about it, he said, "Okay, I promise you that if I lose, I will learn to bark for you. If I win, you will not be allowed to practice medicine from now on."

In other words, he still took a big advantage. Even if he lost, he could continue practicing medicine.

Chen Fan did not intend to be a village doctor, and it was just a whim to treat villagers.

Although Wu Dabao's medical skills are not very good, he can still treat diseases such as colds and fevers. Without him as a village doctor, it would be very troublesome for villagers to see a doctor.

So Chen Fan proposed this: Even if Wu Dabao loses, he can continue to be a village doctor.

"Okay, how do you think you compare?" Chen Fan asked.

"It's very simple. We each randomly select ten patients to see who can diagnose the patient's symptoms through the three-word "looking, smelling, and cutting" in the shortest time. The patient cannot speak. Compared with the patient's medical record, people with high accuracy win. If the accuracy is the same, people with short time win." Wu Dabao said.

He has seen more patients than Chen Fan has eaten, and his experience is far beyond Chen Fan's ability to match.

Moreover, some patients have been treated for him, but they still remember what disease they have.

"Yes, no problem. However, my time is precious and I don't have time to spend with you. I have to add one, which is a limited time of ten minutes. I saw several patients and several patients." Chen Fan said.

When Wu Dabao heard this, he snapped his fingers and said, "Okay, as you said, it will be limited to ten minutes. Patients can choose randomly, and whoever chooses will be his. After choosing, others can't choose anymore. Then let's start."

Chen Fan’s time is precious, isn’t Wu Dabao’s time precious?

Just then, the village chief Chen Jinshui passed by Chen Fan's doorstep. Wu Dabao persuaded him to do so and brought him in to be a referee.

Without a referee, he was afraid that Chen Fan would die of refusing to admit his debts if he lost, so it would be troublesome.

Anyway, it won't take much time, so Chen Jinshui reluctantly agreed.

Moreover, he also wanted to see with his own eyes whether Chen Fan's medical skills were as awesome as the legendary ones.

If he is really so awesome, he will have some physical illnesses, so he can consider letting Chen Fan show it.

"Now I announce that the medical skills competition between Wu Dabao and Chen Fan will begin now."

As soon as Chen Jinshui finished speaking, Wu Dabao rushed to the middle of the patient at a speed of 100 meters and was going to be the first to select the patient.

He just glanced over and found a few familiar faces among the patient. He had consulted him for treatment and probably remembered what disease he had. He would save him a lot of time after diagnosis.

Although doing this is terrible and shameless, you won’t take advantage of it.

Chen Fan sat down without moving, holding a cup and sipped tea in small sips, looking calm and confident.

"Xiaofan, go and choose a patient. Wu Dabao is a thief. Some patients have consulted him. He will definitely choose those patients who have seen the disease. You don't need to see what disease you have. You may lose in this way." Yang Xiaocui was anxious and urged.

"It's okay, let him choose first, and I will choose after he chooses. As a junior, I should respect the elders." Chen Fan said lightly, still sitting and not moving.

Wu Dabao sneered in his heart, thinking to himself, just show off for me, if you lose later, your face will be swollen.

In the end, three of the ten patients selected by Wu Dabao were very familiar with them. They knew exactly what diseases they had and could write the answers directly without asking questions.

There are four other patients who don’t remember clearly. They only know one approximately, but it is not difficult to diagnose. Just a little consultation, you can know what disease you have.

There were only three remaining patients, and he knew nothing about the condition.

However, he did not choose these three patients casually, but the symptoms on the patients were more obvious, and compared with other patients, it would be relatively easier to diagnose.

Wu Dabao thought he would win, and Chen Fan could not win even if he was exhausted.

Because there is a ten-minute time limit, it only takes one minute to see a patient on average.

This is impossible. He usually treats patients, and it takes as soon as three or four minutes to see one, and he is still able to ask the patient about the condition.

Restricting patients from speaking is to double the difficulty of diagnosis and it will take longer.

If this situation was not an opportunistic approach, Wu Dabao claimed that he could only see three or four patients within ten minutes.

No matter how powerful Chen Fan is, it is already the limit to be able to see five or six patients, and it is impossible to have more.

Therefore, even if Wu Dabao's last three strange patients stopped seeing each other and only looked at the seven familiar patients in front of him, he would definitely win Chen Fan.

What made Wu Dabao even more happy was that Chen Fan asked him to select the patient first. When he chose the patient well, a minute had passed.

This precious minute was wasted by Chen Fan.

After Wu Dabao wrote down three familiar patients' symptoms on paper, Chen Fan had just selected ten patients.

Then another minute passed.

In order to verify the answers, the patients chosen by both of them brought medical records on them. Moreover, the medical records were all prescribed in large hospitals, which was convincing.

"Hehe, you guy is sure to lose." Wu Dabao smiled coldly at Chen Fan, and then began to diagnose the patients with four patients with a rough idea.

As expected, these four patients did not use much time. In just five minutes, they understood the symptoms clearly and wrote them on the diagnosis. On average, one took more than one minute.

For the remaining three minutes, he felt that he could see one patient, and it was not impossible to see two patients if he performed well.

Wu Dabao was so proud that he was sure to win.

At this time, he looked at Chen Fan again and frowned fiercely, because Chen Fan was not treating the patient, but treating the patient. Ten patients sat in front of him, putting needles on their bodies one by one.

Moreover, he was very fast in the injection. In a short while, ten patients were covered with silver needles. Some patients were stuck in their heads, some were stuck in their legs, and some were stuck in their arms...

"Little magic doctor, you are so awesome. I couldn't stand the pain just now, and it doesn't hurt at all now." An old man with a head-on gale said excitedly and thanked Chen Fan repeatedly.

"The same is true for my leg. It has been rheumatism for 30 years and the pain is unbearable. Now I feel much more comfortable."

"My cataract presbyopia can only see things within five meters, but now I can see them ten meters. It's amazing, so amazing. Little magic doctor, you are really a living Bodhisattva who saves all living beings in heaven."

...

Other patients are also expressing their gratitude to Chen Fan.

The domineering nature of Shennong Taiyi acupuncture is indeed not comparable to other acupuncture methods, and the effect is immediate.

Chen Jinshui watched from the side, ready to move, wishing that Chen Fan would give him a few shots now.
Chapter completed!