According to the rules of the competition between Li Qingyu and Ji Wenfeng, the prescription was not among the two. However, Li Qingyu had already prescriptions for the three patients Ji Wenfeng found for Li Qingyu, so Ji Wenfeng had to open his medical box, take out the brush and paper, put it in his mouth, prescribe a prescription, and handed it to Li Qingyu, asking Li Qingyu to prove it.

After seeing Ji Wenfeng's prescription, Li Qingyu gained a deeper understanding of him.

Ji Wenfeng's prescription is very good for the monarch and ministers to assist him. The effect should be good when he is used on this patient, but the rules are not rigorous enough. There are a few medicines that are too large and may take effect very quickly, but it is not considered that the patient is a breastfeeding mother, and the child is just one month old, and the amount of medicine is too large. One is that her body is relatively weak and cannot withstand killing. Even if the disease is cured now, it may leave sequelae that will torture people for the rest of their lives in the future, and the other is that it will have bad effects on the child.

"Mr. Li, do you think my prescription can still be used?" Ji Wenfeng asked carefully after seeing Li Qingyu's prescription without expressing his opinion.

"There is no problem in treating the disease, but there are many sequelae." Li Qingyu shook the prescription and said lightly.

If someone else said this, Ji Wenfeng might turn against him on the spot, but seeing Li Qingyu's power, he could only listen carefully at this moment.

Li Qingyu took the brush from Ji Wenfeng's hand, brushed and modified Ji Wenfeng's prescriptions, handed them to Ji Wenfeng again, and smiled and said, "Doctor Ji, see how I changed it?"

After all, Ji Wenfeng was a skilled doctor. After seeing it, he immediately understood the problem of his prescription. His cheeks couldn't help but turn red. Fortunately, under the illumination of the lantern and torches, he couldn't tell at all.

"Doctors' parents' hearts, and what they always think about in their hearts is the patient's body, the patient's condition, rather than their own medical expenses and reputation. Once their minds are used wrongly, their medical skills will go wrong. Such a doctor will not only never go to a higher level, but will also eventually harm others and oneself." As he spoke, Li Qingyu looked up at Xiaobao's home.

This time Ji Wenfeng not only blushed, but felt a little uncomfortable!

He clearly realized that Li Qingyu was no longer evaluating his prescription, but teaching him to be a human being!

He really wanted to win, and he was just thinking about how to make the patient get better the fastest, and ignored that the patient was a weak woman who was breastfeeding. His body could not bear the killing of tigers and wolf medicines, and the children in the cradle could not withstand the harm of medicines.

It is a medicine that is toxic, and medicine can cure diseases, and medicine can also harm people. If it is used well, it will cure diseases, and if it is damaged, it will harm people.

Ji Wenfeng felt that Li Qingyu's last look at Xiaobao's house was like a whip sucking him.

Of course he knew what he was good at and was not good at. He knew very well. He was good at prescriptions and medicines to cure diseases, and he knew very little about bone correction. When Xiaobao's father found him, he should have refused and asked them to ask for another one. However, in order to get two kilograms of millet from Xiaobao's family, he actually promised to prepare the bones for Xiaobao's father, but it turned out to be a mess!

After this incident, he actually felt guilty, but his selfish personality caused him to never return the two kilograms of millet to Xiaobao's family in the end, and even owe them an apology.

Not only that, when he heard that someone had reprocessed Xiaobao's father's legs, he even came to find trouble!

Thinking about these things, Ji Wenfeng's forehead was sweating. He suddenly felt that Li Qingyu had made a bet and recruited again before, as if he was teasing him. His real purpose was to play with him to death!

The fear in his heart made his body tremble constantly, and he said to Li Qingyu in panic: "What Mr. Li taught me is that I remember it all in my heart, and I will definitely correct it in the future."

Li Qingyu nodded, but smiled and said, "Haha, I can't tell you the lesson, I'm just discussing it. Well, there are still two patients left, Dr. Ji will continue."

Li Qingyu actually doesn't like Ji Wenfeng's character, and even hates it very much, but now he lacks talents in this area. Although Ji Wenfeng has a problem with his character, his medical skills are indeed outstanding, so Li Qingyu decided to recruit him.

Doctors are a very special industry. It is best to have both virtue and talent. If both virtue and talent cannot be obtained, talent must be more important than virtue! Being virtuous but not talent cannot save people. Of course, the so-called lack of virtue cannot completely lose the bottom line.

Since Li Qingyu has decided to recruit Ji Wenfeng and let him do things for him in the future, while beating Ji Wenfeng, he must also maintain his honor. He cannot step on the other party in the mud like he treats the enemy, so that the other party can never raise his head again.

Seeing that Li Qingyu did not seem to be holding a grudge against him, Ji Wenfeng felt relieved and then focused on dying the remaining two patients.

I was very embarrassed just now, and at least I had to find some face from the two patients behind me.

However, what made him depressed was that he circled around the two patients several times, from top to bottom, from head to bottom, from head to head, looking at the face, and limbs, looking at the front and back, left and right several times. He even deliberately got closer to the two of them and secretly smelled the smell on their bodies, hoping to find clues, but after struggling for more than ten minutes, he did not see any symptoms of these two people!

Seeing that Li Qingyu was already a little impatient, Ji Wenfeng had to give up and said, "Mr. Li, I have given up on the game. I will naturally obey everything you said before, but... Can Mr. Li tell me what diseases are these two people suffering from?" Ji Wenfeng asked with a look of ashamed.

"It's not that I can tell you, but that I must tell you, otherwise how to prove that I have given them a symptom? But before that, I can give you another chance, you can see, listen, ask and touch, and use all kinds of diagnostic techniques. As long as they can give them a symptom, it's fine." Li Qingyu said lightly.

Ji Wenfeng was happy and refused to refuse. He immediately began to diagnose a patient, using both eyes, hearing, questions and touch. However, the old guy didn't realize that at this moment, it was no longer a competition between him and Li Qingyu, but it seemed that the master was asking for an apprentice.

After Ji Wenfeng's operation, he diagnosed a patient with back pain, which was worsened whenever the weather changed or the night was worsened, and it hurt even more when lying down. He had to wear thick clothes and put a hot water bag on his back to fall asleep, and it was also accompanied by chest tightness.

If these problems are not asked or the pulse is not taken, it is difficult to see the disease with just a pair of eyes. At this moment, Ji Wenfeng looked at the hearing, asking and severing together, and quickly concluded that the patient had heart and kidney yang deficiency, cold stagnation of meridians, and prescribed a pair of Aconite Gegen Decoction with added flavor.

This time Ji Wenfeng's medication was much more secure, fully considering the patient's condition, and was recognized by Li Qingyu.

At this point, only one of the six patients was left. This person seemed to be around thirty years old and was relatively young. Since Li Qingyu picked it out, his expression was a bit strange.

Ji Wenfeng first took his pulse. What made him depressed was that he had ten minutes before and after the pulse was taken, but he still didn't feel anything abnormal. In his opinion, this person's pulse was completely normal.

"Where are you feeling uncomfortable?" Finally, Ji Wenfeng had no choice but to ask helplessly.

"I don't have a place to feel uncomfortable, I just feel that I can't eat enough every day. If this is also considered a disease, then I'm sick if I can't eat enough. Apart from that, I really don't feel uncomfortable."

In order to prove his words, the young man even kicked his legs twice, and there was nothing wrong with it.
Chapter completed!