Soon, Ding Ning selected his patient within the stipulated time. When he saw this patient, Zhao Zifeng and others, Wei Biaobiao and others, and even Yan Hao, all had extremely strange expressions on their faces.

Get up, because this patient is none other than Xiao Nuo's cousin Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan originally wanted to avoid Zhao Zifeng's harassment, so she mingled in the crowd as if to join in the fun, but unexpectedly, she was selected by Ding Ning and pulled out.

"Haha, Ding, you're too funny, aren't you? Just bring in an acquaintance to make up the numbers?"

Yan Hao pointed at Xiao Yanxiao, who was leaning forward and back.

Ding Ning looked slightly startled and frowned: "What acquaintance?"

"Brother-in-law, this is Sister Nuo's cousin, but she doesn't have a good relationship with Sister Nuo. She hangs out with Zhao Zifeng and the others all day long."

Hu Zi came up and whispered in his ear. Out of politeness, he nodded to Xiao Yan and said hello: "Sister Xiao Yan."

Ding Ning took a deep look at Xiao Yan. She was actually Xiao Nuo's cousin? But she looked nothing like her. Her appearance was quite different from Xiao Nuo's, and she could only be rated eighty points at most.

Xiao Yan didn't care so much and ignored Hu Zi. At this moment, her heart was beating like thunder, and her clenched hands were soaked with sweat. She asked anxiously: "Tell me quickly, what disease do I have?"

Ding Ning frowned slightly, his mood quickly returned to calm, and he said calmly: "You will know later."

"I...did you see it wrong? How could I get sick?"

Xiao Yan bit her lip tightly and said with a hint of luck.

In fact, there was endless panic in her heart. She must know that the competition between the two is to choose the seriously ill person. She is sure that Ding Ning does not know her and cannot scare her intentionally. That means that she is really sick, and

The illness was not serious, so how could she not panic.

Seeing that both of them had selected patients, the five referees re-diagnosed the two patients on the spot.

The middle-aged man selected by Yan Hao was quickly diagnosed with latent filariasis. In Western medicine, latent filariasis is called tropical pulmonary eosinophilia, and its clinical manifestations are nocturnal attacks.

Asthma or cough, accompanied by fatigue and low-grade fever, are generally the same diagnosis given by Yan Hao.

Yan Hao glanced at Ding Ning triumphantly. Latent filariasis has a certain incubation period and is difficult to detect. The fact that he was able to find this patient among so many people is a testament to his superb medical skills.

Yan Xun looked at Yan Hao with approval. Even if he wanted to diagnose latent filariasis, it would take a lot of effort. He was deeply relieved that someone would succeed him.

Ding Ning's face remained calm as he stood quietly, waiting for the decision from the five referees.

Five highly respected referees checked Xiao Yan's pulse respectively and gathered together to discuss something in low voices. Looking at their serious expressions, Xiao Yan swallowed nervously and asked, "What disease do I have?"

Director Li frowned and looked at Mr. Wang, a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, and others: "I am a Western medicine doctor, and I only know a little about Chinese medicine. I wonder if you have diagnosed it?"

Mr. Wang, a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, smoothed his goatee under his chin and shook his head with a wry smile: "I can't diagnose her. This girl is very healthy."

"Me too, but I shouldn't. With Dr. Ding's medical skills, it's impossible to misdiagnose."

Old Chinese medicine doctor Meng frowned and thought, it would be fine if Ding Ning misdiagnosed, but if Xiao Yan was really sick and they couldn't find it out, it would be a shame.

Dr. Liu, a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, felt Xiao Yan's pulse again without giving up. It took five minutes before he let go. Under the attention of everyone, he smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It really can't be found out."

Xiao Yan frowned slightly, stretched out his long knuckles and rubbed his temples gently: "I just had a physical examination some time ago, and I am in good health. Could it be that his diagnosis was wrong?"

Dean Jiang spread his hands, "Maybe I can only ask him, but I think with his medical skills, it is impossible to make a wrong diagnosis."

Xiao Yan rubbed her temples uneasily. No one wanted to get sick. She also hoped that Ding Ning was misdiagnosed, but her intuition told her that in such an occasion, Ding Ning could not make such a misdiagnosis.

After some discussion, the five referees decided to let Ding Ning give the answer.

Under everyone's attention, Dean Jiang announced with an embarrassed look: "After our diagnosis, the patient selected by Dr. Ding is in good health and has no symptoms."

"Hahaha, I knew he was a deceiver and a thief. What a bullshit little miracle doctor. He was just a sensational liar. Ding, what else do you have to say now?"

With a happy smile on his face, Yan Hao pointed at Ding Ning and laughed.

With a "boom", the entire scene exploded, and the onlookers looked at Ding Ning with eyes full of contempt and contempt.

"What a little miracle doctor, it turned out to be a liar. What a waste of my time."

"Our little acupuncture king in Yanjing is a veritable medical rookie. What a bullshit little miracle doctor. Get out of Yanjing."

"Get out of Yanjing, you damn liar."

"We cannot let him get out of Yanjing. Now that his true identity has been exposed, he should be sent to prison."

"Yes, send him to jail. He is a liar who has defrauded me of so much money."

…

In an instant, the crowd was filled with emotions. Everyone looked at Ding Ning with eyes full of anger, wanting to tear him into pieces. If those who were agitated were not stopped by people who had not lost their minds, they would have been ready to rush forward and beat Ding Ning.

The faces of Wei Biaobiao and others became extremely ugly. Looking at Yan Hao's triumphant look, he wanted to go up and slap him in the face.

People in the medical field who knew something about Ding Ning frowned because they did not believe that Ding Ning would be misdiagnosed.

The reporters were in great spirits. They didn't care whether Ding Ning was a liar or not. They kept waiting all night, and finally there was explosive news. They rushed forward and took pictures of Ding Ning. Some reporters even started to draft in their minds what tomorrow's news would be.

What title should be used on the page to attract attention?

"Impossible. My brother-in-law has very good medical skills. You must have made a mistake."

Huzi and Mosquito were extremely confident in Ding Ning's medical skills and could not accept this result at all. They roared at the top of their lungs, but were drowned out by the sea of ​​people's disdain.

Zhao Zifeng hid in a dark corner, watching Ding Ning finally lose his reputation, feeling as happy as if he had eaten ice cream on a hot dog day, and the blood pores all over his body were stretched.

But when he thought of Ding Ning still holding his handle, he immediately stopped smiling and rolled his eyes, wondering if there was any way to get back the handle without letting Qu Yan sacrifice her life.

The corner of Su Qin's mouth curled up slightly, and he felt a little disappointed. He didn't expect that Ding Ning was so vulnerable. He was completely defeated before he officially launched his attack.

Yue Tingting looked at standing alone in the crowd, as if abandoned by the whole world, accepting the lonely figure pointed at by thousands of people, her eyes were extremely complicated, and she sighed and lowered her head.

The smile on Yan Xun's lips began to spread little by little, and he said with a reserved expression: "Real gold needs fire to refine it. When a young man becomes famous and is full of high spirits, he still gets a little carried away after all."

"I thought I could watch some fun, but I didn't expect it was just a silver pewter gun tip. It was really boring."

Yan Hui's face remained calm and he said proudly.

"Senior brother, do you think a young genius with a good reputation and a cure for Gastrodia San would make such a low-level mistake in such an occasion?"

Junior Sister Qingyun's eyes flashed with wisdom, and she held different opinions. She had a vague intuition that Ding Ning was by no means such a simple person.

Yan Hui said disapprovingly: "Some people usually seem to have some ability, but when it comes to competitions, their mentality will be unbalanced due to nervousness, and they will make mistakes without knowing what to do."

"Your Majesty, although this Ding Ning is not as good as Yan Hao, he can cure the poison of Gastrodia Powder, so he is somewhat capable. But unfortunately, he is a bumpkin who has never seen the world. It is normal to make mistakes in such a tense atmosphere, just like

Some students, who usually have good grades, become nervous and at a loss once they go to the examination room and fail to get good grades. This is probably the case for Ding Ning."

Yan Xun agreed with a smile.

"It must be so. It's a pity."

Yan Hui nodded slightly and said with regret.

"I don't think so, let's wait and see."

Junior Sister Qingyun didn't agree. She found that from beginning to end, Ding Ning didn't have any panic in his expression, as if he wasn't the one being blamed by everyone.

"Quiet, everyone, be quiet!"

Dean Jiang shouted loudly for a long time before asking everyone to quiet down.

"Seniors, now that the winner has been decided, is it time to announce the results of the competition?"

Yan Haozhi said proudly.

"Isn't it a little premature for Dr. Yan to say this?"

Dean Jiang couldn't stand Yan Hao's villainous face and snorted coldly: "Just because we didn't diagnose it doesn't mean you won."

"Dean Jiang, what do you mean?"

An astute reporter immediately seized the opportunity and stretched out the microphone to ask.

"Yes, Dean Jiang, now that the outcome has been decided, why do you say Little Needle King hasn't won yet?"

"Now that it has been proven that the little miracle doctor is a liar, and the victory of the Little Needle King is already certain, what does Dean Jiang mean by this?"

"Does it mean that the Little Acupuncture King must cure the patient in order to be considered a winner? This way, we can also have a glimpse of the Little Acupuncture King."

…

The reporters buzzed around like goshawks after smelling the stench, and some made self-righteous speculations.

"Quiet, be quiet, and listen to me."

Dean Jiang almost roared at the top of his lungs before the scene fell silent again.

Dean Jiang glanced around with majestic eyebrows, and finally his gaze softened when it fell on Ding Ning: "Dr. Ding, I have seen the entire process of your assessment, and I believe you will never make a misdiagnosis, so I think even if

We can't diagnose it, but it doesn't mean that this girl is really not sick, so please explain it yourself."

"What? Dean Jiang, what does this mean?"

"How is that possible? What Dean Jiang means is that a disease that none of their five referees could diagnose was diagnosed by that little miracle doctor? Doesn't that mean they think they are inferior to the little miracle doctor?"

"How is this possible? These five are all well-known authorities in the medical field."

"What nonsense? What are five highly respected medical leaders doing? Isn't this self-destructive?"

"This Ding Ning can't be Dean Jiang's illegitimate son. He would rather lower his status than exonerate that liar."

…

The scene erupted once again with a roar, and everyone looked at Dean Jiang and others in disbelief, wondering why they would take such unnecessary action at the expense of themselves when the matter was already clear.

"Dean Jiang, are you going too far by doing this? The facts are already in front of us. Ding Ning is a liar, and you are still trying to excuse him. What benefits have you received from him?"

Seeing that Dean Jiang and others were still making excuses for Ding Ning, Yan Hao suddenly became angry and shouted indiscriminately.

"What did you say? How dare you talk nonsense and ruin our reputation."

"Huangkou boy, you really have no dignity and no family education. Yan Xun, is this the grandson you raised?"

"What the hell? I really think I'm the Little Needle King. I don't have any tutoring."
Chapter completed!