Chapter 80 Angry Pan Shuji

In the eyes of everyone who was shocked, a large series of whispers of the classical Chinese language, from Jiang Fei’s mouth, like the news anchor host, read the manuscript as quickly as it was read. It’s awkward, and this battle is more exciting than setting off firecrackers.
It’s not just the 20 graduates of Chinese medicine masters who have sat down, but even Pan Shuangquan, the secretary of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, has some problems.
It is very difficult to recite the "Treatise on Febrile Diseases", but there are still many people who have to do it. For example, like Hao Hao and Wang Xueyi, both of them can do it.
However, if you want to be so smooth as Jiang Fei, it is so backward, the difficulty level suddenly increases and you don’t know how much, not at all!
Hao Hao and Wang Xueyi tried to keep up with the speed of Jiang Fei's reciting and wanted to find a mistake from Jiang Fei's reciting. Unfortunately, this goal has not been achieved.
Until seven or eight minutes later, in the eyes of everyone surprised, Jiang Fei felt that his throat was a little dry and took a sip of water. Smiling at Wang Xueyi, who was not convinced by him, his eyes gradually became shocked and finally became admired. He asked: "Do you still need to continue to prove?"
After some reaction, Wang Xueyi reacted and shook his head.
She had previously guessed that Jiang Fei was trying to test them, so she did a little bit of work beforehand, but she recited the three articles to be tested in The Treatise on Febrile Diseases. However, Jiang Fei’s current move undoubtedly directly denied her guess.
Such a smooth recitation speed is absolutely impossible to hold the Buddha's foot temporarily, but this reporter, who was called a doctor by the Sichuan-Chongqing Metropolis Daily, was labeled as a "Chinese Medicine Needle King" by many patients to defeat Qin Zhengming's young doctor. Indeed, the basic skills in these areas are terrible.
She is a little bit of a gentleman's heart.
Although Jiang Fei is only an ordinary undergraduate graduate, but the medical skills, basic skills have smashed their group of master students do not know how many streets.
"Hey..."
At the same time, thunderous applause sounded in the conference room.
People are called doctors, and there are indeed reasons for them.
If you have real talents, you can’t take it!
Jiang Fei’s mouth was slightly upturned and his face was smiling.
Although this is his very proud smile, the feeling of giving this group of master students a shock is very useful. However, Jiang Fei’s smile, in the eyes of Wang Xueyi and Qi Hao, is a symbol of personality charm!
You think about it, the average top doctors are definitely arrogant, where can they be ruined by others?
If faced with the old man who has been famous for Chinese medicine, Wang Xueyi dared to stand up and question the other side. I am afraid that people have long been worried about it. It is impossible to prove it to you, and it will not be a smile to you. It is such a gentlemanly manner!
If this group of acupuncture and tutoring college masters, there is still some resistance and distrust to Jiang Fei, now basically they are convinced of Jiang Fei.
A famous doctor is not too unusual.
But a famous doctor, still so young and humble, so good temper and personality charm, that is nothing in the middle!
Such people are simply their idols, their model!
"Teacher Tian, ​​your third clinical college, really has a talented person!" Pan Shuangquan sighed beside him. Immediately, it was a regret of a face. I wondered: "Mr. Jiang’s medical skills are so powerful, and the Chinese medicine is so profound. It must have been exposed to Chinese medicine since childhood. Why did the third clinical study be completed after the college entrance examination, not our Chinese medicine school? ... sorry!"
At this time, I have generally understood the incident, and Tian Shanshan, who knows Jiang Fei’s deeds, is also very puzzled.
It is reasonable to say that Jiang Fei’s Chinese medicine is so exquisite, and indeed should not be reported to the third clinical school.
But after thinking for a while, Tianshanshan generally understood the reason.
He was a little crying and laughing: "I think... It should be Pan Shuji. The admission scores of your Chinese medical school are too high. The admission scores of the Chinese Medical College, especially the majors of the master's degree, are more than one each year. I remember At the beginning, Jiang Fei’s college entrance examination score seemed to be just on our third clinical major..."
Pan Shuangquan was very angry and almost didn't make a noise on the spot. Fortunately, even if he could hold back.
High-quality students like Jiang Fei, even because of the college entrance examination scores, missed the Chinese medicine school?
This is not a nonsense!
Even so, he is also a bit angry and angry: "The current education system is really a must! Let's learn Chinese medicine, what do you need to do mathematics and English? A good doctor needs other subjects. Have you achieved your grades? I used to think that the high score of the college is an honor. Now it seems that the high score is a mistake! I have to reflect this to the school leaders! Some regulations seem to have to be changed!"
This is simply putting the cart before the horse. A good doctor can't go to a good medical university, but you have to let people learn what physicalization and language are in English. This is really a shame in the medical profession!
If you say it, I am afraid that everyone will be laughed at!
Tian Shanshan was speechless and proud. After all, Jiang Fei was the student he brought out. He said: "It is impossible to lower the enrollment scores of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Moreover, this is actually not arranged by the school. The number of admissions is based on the number of people who apply for the exam. Only the first few people are taken. The level of the score is artificially impossible to control..."
Although Tian Shanshan’s words make sense, Pan Shuangquan still feels regret and hates the earth:
Even if you can’t lower the score line, you must have a special enrollment quota...
He looked at Jiang Fei’s eyes and said with regret:
Yes Otherwise, in the future, the Chinese medical school may still have to lose a lot of talents like Dr. Jiang!"
Pan Shu is really a bit angry.
Love is eager!
If the Chinese medicine school had a doctor like Jiang Fei, it would be a matter of glory for the Chinese medicine school. Later, Pan Shuangquan estimated that he would have a face in the medical world and have bragging capital!

The assessment of the first level is over.
Twenty of the top students who graduated from master's degree, only nine people who barely passed the test, even half of them did not. And this is the result of Jiang Fei's relaxation conditions, or else it is exactly what he said, only Hao Hao can meet his requirements.
"The second level, let's try your acupuncture level." Jiang Fei said. He is a Chinese medicine hospital, and these people are graduates of acupuncture and massage. If you want to check out their true level, acupuncture is a natural choice.
But now, in Jiang Fei’s heart, it is indeed a bit disappointing.
Although it was only an examination of the article in "Typhoid fever", Jiang Fei can roughly infer that the medical skills of these master students should not be as good as he imagined. Therefore, this second level, Jiang Fei is not prepared to put forward the requirements that he had expected before, and it is necessary to lower the standard appropriately.
Otherwise, his trip to his alma mater may be disappointing. The goal of finding five or six doctors will not be realized.
Investigating the level of acupuncture, naturally it is impossible to be in this conference room. Practice the finger force on the paper pad and practice the technique on the dough. This method of examining beginners is definitely not suitable for these master students.
The level of these master's students is limited, and that is only relative to Jiang Fei, a seven-level Chinese medicine master. In fact, their true skills are not weak.
Fortunately, Jincheng University has its own affiliated school hospital, which is in the school, and there are many patients in the hospital. So Jiang Fei and Pan Shuangquan and Tian Shanshan led the nine people who passed the first pass, such as Hao Hao and Wang Xueyi, and went directly to the school hospital.
After spending more than an hour, Jiang Fei personally gave the nine patients a pulse, and then let the nine people apply acupuncture one by one. He observed it next to him.
Sometimes he nodded and shook his head. This time, Jiang Fei had a very clear judgment on the medical skills of these nine people.
In the end, Jiang Fei only admitted the best five people, namely Hao Hao, Wang Xueyi, Yang Gang, Chen Zhihong, and Wang Lingling.
Three men and two women.
It’s not a handsome guy, but the medical skills are quite superb. Recruiting them to the Chiang’s hospital, Jiang Fei feels that they will at least not damage their reputation.
However, what makes Jiang Fei feel quite surprised is that the second best practice of acupuncture is not Hao Hao, but he is questioning him at the first level, Wang Xueyi, a girl with black-rimmed glasses!
Although Hao Hao’s performance at this level is also very good, far more than other people, but only completely suppressed by Wang Xueyi.
Regardless of the stage before the needle, the technique, and the three stages after the needle is removed, Wang Xueyi is better than Hao Hao!
Because the other eight students, including Hao Hao, the acupuncture method is a faction, it is obviously learned in the university. And Wang Xueyi's acupuncture techniques are much more subtle than these people, completely belonging to another faction!
"Does this self-respecting woman come from a family of Chinese medicine practitioners?" Jiang Fei pondered in his heart.
Wang Xueyi's performance can clearly show that her acupuncture is not general, it is estimated that she began to learn medicine from an early age, and there are famous teachers behind it.
The hospital address was told to five people, and the five people went to the Jiang's medical hall to find Lin Moli's contract tomorrow. The five people who were admitted were happy to leave, leaving Pan Shuangquan, Tian Shanshan, and Jiang Fei.
"Pan Shuji, who is studying the acupuncture of Wang Xueyi?" Jiang Fei asked curiously.
In Jiang Fei's view, Wang Xueyi's acupuncture level can be easily applied to the top three hospitals. Such talents are rare in the two colleges such as Jincheng Medical University.
At this time, Pan Shuangquan finally showed a very proud smile and said: "In fact, this Wang Xueyi, from another aspect, is my sister..."
Jiang Fei heard a glimpse of his words, and he remembered that ‘Ge Fangping’ only knew the name, and then continued to pretend, and said with admiration:
She is a disciple of Dr. Ge’s doctor?

Seeing Jiang Fei’s expression, Pan Shuangquan’s face was very bright, thinking that Jiang Fei really admired his master’s medical skills. Nodded and said: "Wang Xueyi is the last apprentice of my master and his old man. I also hope that Dr. Jiang will take care of him in the future."
"Well, let's say..." Jiang Fei said with a smile.
But in my heart, I was thinking: I knew it was like this, I wouldn’t hire her!
For the old man of the Chinese Medicine Association, he owes a good impression.

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