Chapter 959 Fighting

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This competition is live broadcasted throughout the competition. During the competition, if there is any objection to the treatment plan, it needs to be submitted to the jury for re-examination.

Moreover, the patients in the second round of knockout rounds had already undergone repeated diagnosis and demonstration by the jury before they were sent to the field, and they all had basic solutions.

The members of the jury are all famous doctors from all over the country who have retired from the older generation of Huaxia, and they all have very high levels of diagnosis.

Zhang Liancheng handed over Duanmu Lingyun's prescription, but Xiong Yu was still thinking about it.

After a long time, Xiong Yu took the boy's pulse again, and this time it took a long time. After the pulse was finished, Xiong Yu murmured: "It turned out to be like this."

Seeing that Xiong Yu hadn't given up, Duanmu Lingyun sneered again and said, "You don't need to bother anymore, I have already submitted the treatment plan, and it will be approved soon."

Xiong Yu smiled and said, "Well, congratulations."

"Haha, congratulations should indeed be made, but don't forget about our previous bet, we have written evidence!" Duanmu Lingyun glanced at Xiong Yu proudly.

Xiong Yu nodded and said, "Well, I have two copies of the documents, and I also have them, but the competition is not over yet."

Seeing that Xiong Yu still didn't give up, Duanmu Lingyun said, "Well, we'll wait until the game is over."

After Zhu Qingsong left bed No. 4, he went to bed No. 7. At this time, he also called out to Zhang Liancheng: "Old Zhang, come here. I have prepared the treatment plan for this patient."

Zhang Liancheng walked over with a smile and said, "You old cynic, you are really fast."

Zhu Qingsong said: "Among these patients, the patient with ALS should be the most difficult to treat. Unfortunately, I didn't see the cause of the disease at the first time, but the young man spotted it. This patient is much easier to treat than the patient with ALS. gone."

Zhang Liancheng waved his hand and said, "I'm afraid you missed your mark this time. The treatment plan for the gradually frozen man was not written by the young man Xiong Yu, but Brother Duanmu thought it up first."

Zhu Qingsong was taken aback, and asked, "How could it be him?"

Zhang Liancheng shook his head and said, "I don't know the specific situation."

Zhu Qingsong frowned, and said, "This is the treatment plan for patient No. 7, you can take a look first, and I'll ask Duanmu Lingyun what's going on."

While talking, Zhu Qingsong handed the prescription to Zhang Liancheng.

Zhang Liancheng nodded and said, "That's fine."

When Zhu Qingsong returned to the No. 4 hospital bed, Duanmu Lingyun was imagining the scene where Xiong Yu conceded defeat after the game was over and quit the medicine and medical profession permanently.

Zhu Qingsong asked directly: "Brother Duanmu, I heard that you found out the cause of patient No. 4 and wrote out a treatment plan?"

When Duanmu Lingyun saw Zhu Qingsong approaching, his eyes flashed a strange look. The old cynic youth scolded him a lot before, but now, the patient who the old cynic youth gave up was cured by him, and he can finally feel proud!

Duanmu Lingyun cleared his throat, and said loudly: "Not bad, it's just a minor illness, not worth mentioning."

Zhu Qingsong frowned again, and asked, "Is it just a minor illness?"

Duanmu Lingyun glanced at Zhu Qingsong indifferently, picked up the mineral water provided for free on the field, took a sip of water, and said, "That's right, this person is not really ALS, the ALS disease on his body, It's just caused by damage to the internal organs, as long as the internal organs are warmed and nourished, he can be cured."

The veins on Zhu Qingsong's forehead twitched, and he said calmly, "Did you see this yourself? Or did you overhear it just now?"

As if his tail had been stepped on, Duanmu Lingyun said in a sharp voice: "Brother Zhu, how can you say that? Am I, Duanmu Lingyun, the kind of person who eavesdrops on other people's conversations? Is this mere ailment, do I need to eavesdrop ?”

Zhu Qingsong took a deep breath and said, "So, you saw all of these yourself, and then prescribed the medicine?"

Duanmu Lingyun said proudly: "That's natural!"

Zhu Qingsong suddenly said sharply: "Quack doctor!"

This voice spread throughout the hall, startling all the doctors who were concentrating on seeing a doctor, and then they couldn't help but look towards this side.

Zhu Qingsong is an old cynic. This is a fact that everyone in the industry knows.

Duanmu Lingyun was also taken aback by this stern shout, and then he also said angrily: "Zhu Qingsong, don't talk nonsense!"

Zhu Qingsong said coldly: "Am I talking nonsense?"

With a gloomy face, Duanmu Lingyun sneered and said, "Aren't you talking nonsense? I understand, because you didn't cure this patient, but I cured it easily, that's why you became angry with embarrassment, right?"

Zhu Qingsong laughed back angrily, and said sharply: "Is this the kind of person I, Zhu Qingsong, are in your eyes?"

Duanmu Lingyun also got really angry, and said angrily: "Isn't it?"

Zhu Qingsong said word by word: "Measuring the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain!"

Duanmu Lingyun said angrily: "Who are you calling a villain!"

Zhu Qingsong pointed to Duanmu Lingyun's nose, and said flatly: "The villain I'm talking about is you!"

Duanmu Lingyun was furious, and took out a sharp scalpel directly from the box of medical equipment, and said angrily, "You can try again?"

Everyone in the hall was stunned, what are they doing?

Is this the scene of the medical competition, or the scene of the fighting competition?

Why is it that the knife is about to be used all of a sudden?

At this time, the audience watching the live broadcast of the game in Hall 4 was also in an uproar. Could it be that the doctor's temper is so violent?

The two doctors who seemed to be doing something looked like they were in their fifties or sixties!

Zhu Qingsong is very famous in the imperial capital, and many patients have been cured by him. In addition, the hospital he organized is also the one that serves the people the most.

So at this time, there were a lot of people supporting Zhu Qingsong, and countless bullet screens and news immediately appeared in various webcast rooms.

"Paralyzed, who is that evil pen with a knife, dare to contradict Mr. Zhu, and kill him when you go out!"

"I just checked the information of the man with the knife. His name is Duanmu Lingyun, and he is currently living in the mall."

"Don't say anything, did you organize a group to go to the mall together? I stabbed this old guy tonight, and it's a heaven!"

"I'm here to say something weakly. Everyone, please restrain yourself. If Mr. Zhu finds out, he will definitely not let everyone go."

There are many people who support Zhu Qingsong on the Internet, but very few support Duanmu Lingyun, which is very strange. Logically speaking, Duanmu Lingyun is also good at medicine. After practicing medicine for so many years, he should have saved many people, but now standing came out, but almost nothing.

In the lobby of an intermediary agency in the mall.

Since Mrs. Fat insisted on inviting Huang Daxian in the lobby, the middle-aged man in a suit couldn't force her to stop her. After all, Mrs. Fat is considered a major customer of their company today.

Zhong Lingyan suddenly shouted: "Mom, look quickly, Duanmu Lingyun and that old doctor are about to fight!"

Fat sister-in-law suddenly stood up from the ground, came to the front of the live broadcast, and said, "Didn't you just say that this Duanmu Lingyun has already handed over the treatment plan?"

Zhong Lingyan said, "That's right!"

Fat Auntie asked suspiciously, "Then why are there still fights?"

Zhong Lingyan said, "I don't know either."

Fat sister-in-law plopped and knelt down in the southeast corner of the hall again, muttering: "Sky Lingling, Earth Lingling, kill Duanmu Lingyun!"

The middle-aged man in the suit who stood aside and never left could not help but turn dark. His three-year salary was all on Duanmu Lingyun. If he was really beaten to death, his three-year salary would be in vain. , When he gets home tonight, his wife will beat him to death!

So, the middle-aged man in a suit said in a low voice, comforting himself: "What, this is a competition, there will be no bloodshed."

The fat lady turned around and yelled at him: "Why can't there be bloodshed, did you use the knife without seeing it?"

The middle-aged man in a suit summoned up his courage and said: "It's impossible to kill him. Even if he is killed, it's useless. His treatment plan has already been submitted. With the medical skills of Mr. Duanmu, as long as he submits the medical plan, he will be sure. Can heal the sick!"