"Each enterprise sends a doctor to diagnose, and the results are written on paper and handed to me."

"After the diagnosis, doctor Xue will announce the results."

Housekeeper Liu patted the table to be quiet, said the assessment method, and then nodded vaguely to a man with a split head in the crowd, as if he was transmitting some information.

Zhongfen is also a doctor invited by a company to treat Miss Pan. After receiving the information from housekeeper Liu, he was ecstatic and quickly whispered to the boss of the company next to him.

With doctor Xue as the judge, they were naturally convinced and immediately lined up to diagnose the middle-aged man in turn.

The eight immortals cross the sea to show their powers.

After that, submit the diagnosis results to housekeeper Liu.

Lu Yu didn't go up for diagnosis. An enterprise can only send out one doctor. Lin muxue certainly won't let him go.

Just now, the middle division doctor also came to the patient, pretended, and then handed the diagnosis results to housekeeper Liu.

After a while, it was Jin Yang's turn to play. He took out a small instrument from the medical box, which was covered with lenses and electronic patches. It looked very high-tech.

He came to the patient with a small instrument and asked him to provide blood.

The nurse nodded, opened the low-temperature box, took out a tube of blood and handed it to Jin Yang. It turned out that she had been ready.

Jin Yang took it over and dropped blood on the diagnostic instrument dish. The red light of the instrument flickered and began to work.

"This is ~"

"The most advanced micro diagnostic instrument in the United States!"

"Hundreds of diseases can be diagnosed with just a drop of blood..."

"I wipe it. Is this cheating? Can you still use the instrument?"

"This guy will win!"

The knowledgeable western medicine on the scene exclaimed. This instrument has just been developed and produced by the American Medical Association, and there is no mass production, and there are less than ten in the world.

Unexpectedly, Jinyang could get one.

"The examination did not say that the use of instruments is prohibited, but that you are not well prepared!"

Jin Yang's mouth aroused a trace of pride. Through the inside information, he knew that there would be a test.

Therefore, we specially borrowed the diagnostic instrument from our American colleagues, which is precisely for this purpose.

If he passes the test, he can treat Miss Pan. Once he is cured successfully and gets the purchase contract of Pan Group, he will not give it to Lin muxue in vain.

That's a billion. What women can't play?

Unless Lin muxue goes to bed with him, you can think about it.

Didi!

After the analysis of the instrument, start to print the test sheet, on which there are various values of the patient's body.

Jin Yang picked it up and took a look. He diagnosed the patient's symptoms, immediately wrote it on paper and handed it to housekeeper Liu.

Suddenly!

Hold Jin Yang's wrist tightly with one palm to prevent him from handing over the diagnostic results!

"Let go!"

"Lu Yu, do you know what you're doing?"

Lin muxue's face changed sharply and he lost his voice.

Success is not enough and failure is more than enough. Now she regrets taking Lu Yu with her

Jin Yang quickly got the result through the diagnostic instrument. Lin muxue thought the victory was in hand. Of course, he was happy.

But now Lu Yu prevents Jin Yang from submitting the results. He doesn't understand why he is crazy.

"Loser, I've succeeded immediately, so I'm jealous and want to drag me back?"

"This can only make your wife look down on you more. If she doesn't have the ability, she can't see others succeed?"

Jin Yang threw down his right hand to break free, but Lu Yu's hand was like a pair of pliers. He couldn't open it no matter how he struggled.

"Is your diagnosis of upper respiratory tract infection?"

Lu Yu said faintly. Looking at the confident Jin Yang on his face, he really couldn't bear to hit him, but there was no way.

Upper respiratory tract infection in western medicine is called wind cold in traditional Chinese medicine.

Jin Yang represents Lin muxue. If he loses, Lin muxue will have no chance.

"Yo!"

"Peeking at my diagnosis?"

"That's good. After working as a security guard in the hospital for five years, I can actually recognize the prescription prescribed by the doctor."

Jin Yang picked his eyebrows, but it was a little unexpected. His handwriting was so scribbled that Lu Yu could recognize it?