Huzi and others mingled with the crowd and constantly distributed such remarks, which soon got people's approval. Except for a few people, most people began to support Ding Ning and questioned Yan Hao's character, bearing, medical ethics and even medical skills.

Listening to these whispers, Yan Hao, who has always been arrogant, clenched his fist tightly, and his face was blue and white, which was very wonderful.

"This boy is brave and resourceful. He knows people's hearts well. With a few words, he turns passivity into initiative and imperceptibly changes the direction of public opinion. He is really a little guy. Compared with him, Yan Hao is too young."

This evaluation is not only the idea of President Jiang alone, but also appears in the hearts of many people who see Ding Ning's intentions clearly.

Zhao Zifeng's face is gloomy. He has completely reduced from a referee to a passer-by. His only hope is that Yan Hao can beat Ding Ning, step on him and achieve his predetermined goal.

However, he had a hundred times confidence in Yan Hao. After seeing Ding Ning's medical skills, he suddenly became a little uncertain. He thought nervously, can Yan Hao really defeat him?

"Ding!"

Zhao Zifeng looked at the text message. His brain almost exploded with a bang, and his face became very ugly.

The message was sent by Qu Yan. She explained why she had suddenly left in advance, because Ding Ning didn't know what means to take pictures of the ambiguous actions of the two people before. Even what she said was clear. Once her husband knew that she was finished, Zhao Zifeng would have bad luck. No man wanted to be green capped.

Zhao Zifeng didn't believe it. This is Shengze garden. How could Ding Ning capture such a hidden scene?

But with a small video screen sent by Qu Yan, Zhao Zifeng went to a quiet place and looked at it. He had to accept this reality.

This made him sweat on his forehead. Once the scandal of adultery with married woman Qu Yan came out, he could never bear the consequences. Not to mention the position of home owner, the Revenge of her family alone could make him die without burial place. The family would never offend the powerful family in order to protect him.

His mind was spinning rapidly, but he was in a state of confusion. He didn't know what to do. Now he was not thinking about how to step on Ding Ning, but how to please Ding Ning so that he could let him go once.

As for Xiao Nuo, whom he vowed not to marry her, it was insignificant compared with his future.

In the corner of my eyes, I saw Xiao Yan walking out of the bathroom. Suddenly, I saw a bright light. How could I forget her? This is Ding Ning's future sister-in-law.

Hurriedly waved to Xiao Yan and shouted in a low voice, "Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan, come here."

"What are you doing?"

Xiao Yan didn't have the tender tenderness when he saw him in the past, but asked coldly.

"Xiao Yan, come here for a minute. I have something to tell you."

Zhao Zifeng was sensitive to Xiao Yan's abnormality and frowned in some displeasure, but said softly.

"Not interested!"

When Xiao Yan saw him hiding in the dark and calling her to go, he couldn't help beating the drum. This bastard wouldn't want to take advantage of himself, would he?

If Zhao Zifeng had called her so gently in the past, she would have run away in a happy mood. But now, how did she see Zhao Zifeng? How did she feel disgusting and obscene? She turned around and left without hesitation.

"Horizontal trough..."

Zhao Zifeng looked at her beautiful back and suddenly looked silly. Didn't he say that this girl secretly loves herself? How can this attitude towards yourself?

This makes him feel that today is really an unlucky day. Everything is unfavorable and should not harm others.

After thinking for a long time, he returned a text message to Qu Yan: "try to block Ding Ning's mouth. Our affairs must not be leaked."

Qu Yan returned quickly: "what can I do?"

"What can move a man is nothing more than money, power and beauty. I'll give you money. As for beauty, you are yourself. Do you still use me to teach you?"

Zhao Zifeng thought about it, gritted his teeth and replied. Thinking that Qu Yan would soon be singing gently under Ding Ning, he felt like he was wearing a green hat.

Although Qu Yan often has a good time with her husband, he doesn't feel uncomfortable. After all, he is a husband and wife, but when he thinks that such a beautiful thing as Qu Yan will be played by Ding Ning, he feels uncomfortable to death.

"I see, you men, hum, fortunately, the boy is still handsome!"

Qu Yan replied very quickly. It seems that it's wonderful to have a hair with Ding Ning.

This made Zhao Zifeng jealous and scolded a bitch. After turning his eyes a few times, he replied, "but he can't play in vain. He holds our handle in his hand, and you have to hold his handle."

"Well, you're still smart. It's the best policy to have a handle on each other. He dares to expose us. It's a big deal. We'll die together."

Qu Yan immediately understood his intention and let Zhao Zifeng feel relieved. Think about it, Qu Yan is someone else's daughter-in-law anyway. It's also worthwhile for Ding Ning to sleep once and never suffer from the future. The jealousy is not so strong.

Take a deep breath, keep a smile on your face and walk to the competition site.

"The first round was a draw. In the second round, after the discussion of several of our judges, we decided to find two spectators with physical diseases from the scene to act as volunteers. As for who to choose, it was up to the two parties to choose."

Jiang Zunyi and other referees worked out the rules of the second round of competition, and Yan Hao finally brazenly insisted on the first round draw.

Some people objected: "will this be unfair? After all, the severity of the patients selected by the two people is different, so it is impossible to judge the final result."

President Jiang smiled and explained: "traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, smelling, cutting and asking. The two candidates are excellent traditional Chinese medicine. Find out the patients from the audience. As for whether they choose the seriously ill or the lightly ill, it is also a test of their basic skills, so that they can better show their level."

Another person asked, "if one is seriously ill and the other is lightly ill, and the person who is lightly ill is cured, but the person who is seriously ill is not cured, what is the outcome?"

"Of course, the one who is cured is the winner. Finding out the person who is seriously ill can only show that his basic skills of traditional Chinese medicine are very solid, but whether he can be cured is the key to the final victory."

President Jiang and others have obviously considered it very carefully. This round is considered as two competitions. The first is to compare who can find out the seriously ill from the audience in half an hour, and the second is to see the treatment effect.

For example, one of them chose cancer patients and the other chose gastric ulcer patients. The one who chose cancer patients must have the upper hand in the first competition, but that doesn't mean he won this round.

The final outcome depends on the treatment effect. After all, those who choose cancer patients have no ability to cure them, and those who choose gastric ulcer have been cured. Naturally, those who choose gastric ulcer win.

On the contrary, those who choose cancer patients and cure them will be the winners.

Such a comparison method is very special. It can not only fully show the comprehensive level of traditional Chinese medicine, but also be full of interest, which makes everyone excited.

Ding Ning and Yan Hao agreed with this competition method with confidence. The audience also took the initiative to say that they would become volunteers unconditionally no matter who was selected.

Therefore, the second round of the competition officially began, and the enthusiasm of the people on the scene far exceeded Ding Ning's imagination. Whether sick or not, they lined up in a neat queue, waiting for the selection of the two players.

I'm kidding. This is a free physical examination opportunity. No one wants to miss it. If they are selected, maybe some hidden diseases they don't even know will be cured free of charge.

Although there are doubts about the character of the little needle king, he is still optimistic about his medical skills.

At this time, we can see the characteristics of the two people. Yan Hao observed each one first, filtered out the bad looking people as candidates, and then carefully screened them from these candidates to select the seriously ill who are sure of treatment.

Ding Ning felt his pulse one by one. Although he was fast, he was much slower than Yan Hao.

Half an hour later, Yan Hao has selected a patient, and Ding Ning is still taking pains to feel the pulse one by one.

The patient selected by Yan Hao was a middle-aged man in a suit and a general's belly. He was frightened and asked, "Little Needle king, what's wrong with me?"

"You'll know later. You can't say it yet."

Yan Hao waved impatiently: "I'll take you to the podium and let several referees check it for you. Only when the boy selects a good man can he finally announce."

The middle-aged man was about to cry and said with a bitter face, "I don't have a terminal disease, do I?"

"Can you shut up first and you'll know later."

Yan Hao frowned and walked to the rostrum with the selected patients.

Several referees are respected doctors. After examining the middle-aged men, they looked at each other and nodded.

"Doctor Ding, it's so slow to choose a patient. I'm disappointed at this level."

Yan Hao saw that Ding Ning was still taking turns to feel everyone's pulse. He suddenly felt that he had the upper hand. A trace of disdain appeared at the corners of his mouth, and his toes were high and angry.

Ding Ningli didn't bother to pay attention to him and continued his inspection.

"Hum, I dare to call myself a little miracle doctor at this level. I think you are a liar. I will expose your true face today."

Yan Hao was not angry when he saw that he was directly ignored, and continued to satirize.

"Shut up, it's not time. Don't interrupt. If you talk nonsense again, you will be punished for interfering with your opponent's selection of patients."

President Jiang couldn't see Yan Hao's successful face, and shouted in a deep voice.

Yan Hao choked at the speech and obediently closed his mouth, but his eyes to President Jiang were full of shadows. He scolded in his heart that this old and immortal thing is really nosy.

"Hey, although the little needle king has some skills, his character is really..."

Old Chinese Doctor Liu shook his head and sighed, disappointed with Yan Hao's performance.

"I thought Yan Hao was a good boy before, but now it seems that he is spoiled by brother Yan Xun."

Although Meng Lao is a good friend of Yan Xun, he deeply regrets Yan Hao's performance.

"People have to die than people and goods have to be thrown away. Regardless of their medical skills, Yan Hao and Ding Ning are much worse in terms of medical ethics, personality and temperament."

Wang Lao's traditional Chinese medicine commented very pertinent.

"However, Yan Hao still has real skills. It can be seen that his basic skills are still very solid if he can select such patients from these audiences so quickly."

Director Li is the chief physician of a third class hospital in Yanjing. Although he studied western medicine, he also dabbled in traditional Chinese medicine. He has always had a good relationship with Yan Xun and is partial to Yan Hao.

"Wait until Ding Ning finishes his election."

President Jiang smiled and made no comment. He was only interested in Ding Ning and looked forward to what kind of patient he would choose.