Then, a soldier came over with a bowl of water, took a sip, and handed it to Dr. Sun.

Wang Zheng looked at the water without any impurities.

"Drink." Dr. Sun Ming handed it to Wang Zheng. Then he continued: "If you have diarrhea, you must go to the toilet from my crotch."

"Ha!" A group of soldiers cheered, which seemed even more interesting.

Wang Zheng hesitated for a moment, and just drank it like this, isn’t it cost-effective?

"What if you lose Dr. Sun?"

"Will I lose?" Dr. Sun looked confident.

"Let me do this. If I don't have diarrhea after drinking, you can give me fifty taels of silver, what about it?" Wang Zheng said. Now he needs silver, after all, the Wang Family Hospital needs to be reinstalled and modified.

Fifty taels?

This is the income of Sun Ming Doctor Sun’s six months.

"Okay, but if you lose, you will give me fifty taels the same, and you will also crawl through my crotch." Dr. Sun was still very confident. If the other party agreed, he would make money again.

"There must be a time limit?" Wang Zheng didn't want to drink it, and the other party wanted to cheat.

Dr. Sun touched his chin, thought for a while and said, "Just just one stick of incense. If you don't have diarrhea within one stick of incense, I will lose."

Wang Zheng sighed: "In this world, drinking a bowl of water and waiting for an incense can make fifty taels. It's too easy to make money." After that, he drank it immediately.

Everyone watched, Wang Zheng drank it, and waited for a while, and it seemed that there was no problem.

Time passes slowly, and a stick of incense is almost burning out.

Wang Zheng still didn't feel it.

"You can't be tolerant, are you?" Dr. Sun asked at Wang Zheng, then walked over.

If Wang Zheng was tolerant, he felt that he could not move. If he moved, he would definitely not be able to stand it.

Dr. Sun asked a soldier to come to Wang Zheng and wanted to test it.

"How could I have something to do? I can run now, but the sun is big." After saying that, Wang Zheng did a jumping exercise.

Dr. Sun was depressed. Seeing that the time for this incense stick was about to end, the other party was still full of vitality.

"Maybe not that fast, let's wait and see tomorrow."

Dr. Sun has now repented.

"Doctor Sun, are you not kind enough?"

Wang Zheng knew that such people would cheat.

"Let's do this, the effect of this competition is not obvious, let's treat diarrhea." If a plan fails, Dr. Sun Ming's plan has another plan.

"Then this is the second bet." Wang Zheng said.

Dr. Sun gritted his teeth and said, "The first bet will have to wait for tomorrow before it will come to a conclusion. Let's make the second bet."

Now Dr. Sun agreed to the second bet.

But when I think back, something seems wrong. Is this soldier really rich? Why are he competing with this soldier?

"The second bet is that you are a doctor, do you have capital?"

Doctor Sun said in surprise, "I don't know if this doctor has the fifty taels, so he made a second bet to put out the first one's silver first."

Wang Zheng was depressed, and Li Gu did not send his money to him.

It is true that I have to bet now, but I really don’t have the capital.

Seeing that Wang Zheng didn't say anything, Dr. Sun took out a herb from his bag.

"I have a precious Chinese medicine here, which costs 100 taels of silver. I won't cheat you, if you can take out 100 taels of silver..."

Wang Zheng looked at the traditional Chinese medicine, which was indeed expensive. It was a century-old ginseng, so he waved his hand and said, "How do you want to compare?"

"Compared with medical skills, but do you have the capital?"

Dr. Sun is bullying. He knew that Wang Zheng had no money, so who would bring a hundred taels of silver on him at any time without any trouble?

"He has this capital." The speaker was Feng Yang who had been watching from a distance.

Seeing Feng Yang coming, Sun Mingfu bowed and said, "I've seen General Feng."

"Doctor Wang helped my wife cure her illness. Logically, I should thank him." Feng Yang's words were already very obvious. I just let you compete and see who is skilled in medical skills.

Let’s see if you, a famous doctor at level 8, are real?

"Then I'll thank General Feng first." Wang Zheng thanked him. The fifty taels that Feng Yang gave him last time had not been spent yet.

With Feng Yang's support, this medical competition seemed to become interesting.

"A doctor dares to challenge a level 8 famous doctor, and he has to be more medical than a doctor. Is that person stupid?"

Many people were talking about this army.

Even those working in the Logistics Department heard the news and wanted to go over and take a look.

"Sun Yue, a famous doctor of level 8 in Jiangzhou." During the competition, the famous doctor of Sun told him where his name came from.

This venue where the competition was originally a competition, but now it is a lot more interesting.

"Wang Zheng, little doctor." When Wang Zheng said this, the people outside the field burst into laughter. A little doctor looked very powerful and pretended to be a big-tail wolf.

"This medical competition is mainly about treating diseases. There is a patient with diarrhea in front of you at the same time. If anyone cures it first and treats it thoroughly, and can immediately fight on the battlefield, it will be a win."

Feng Yang said that this military branch has the strongest combat power, but now it is like a tiger with a tiger's teeth and has no combat power. If the Liao soldiers invade from here, it will be really shameful to the emperor.

So Feng Yang also hopes that this medical competition can cure diarrhea.

And the faster the better.

"Let's do this. After one stick of incense, the two patients will compete to see the efficacy." Feng Yang said. If this diarrhea is cured, there will be no problem with a simple fight. If it is not cured, if it is beaten a few times, you will probably have to go to the toilet.

To be on the safe side, the patient should have a bowl of rice and compete. If there is no problem, it means he is cured.

In fact, Feng Yang didn't like this. He was worried that the Western Liao would invade.

After all, this disease came too suddenly, and it was just that there was a problem with this military branch.

But if this is not the case, Wang Zheng will not be recognized by the soldiers, and it will be a bit laborious to treat it.

If the competition is used, once Wang Zheng wins, these soldiers will be biased towards Wang Zheng.

Just now, Feng Yang also saw that most of the soldiers believed in the famous Doctor Sun, and their names were placed there, while Wang Zheng was just a doctor who was not famous.

When you see a doctor, people will choose to have a good reputation and a higher level, and if you have a lower level, wouldn’t it harm yourself if you are a quack doctor?

If it is not done well, if you get infected with other diseases or are killed by the doctor, wouldn’t that be unfair?

At this moment, Wang Zheng rubbed his eyes. To cure the disease, he must first judge the condition.

So Wang Zheng was not in a hurry, and he thought of an advertising slogan.

Stop diarrhea, stop as soon as you say it.

Enteritis, yes.

Wang Zheng looked at the patient's ultrasound picture, closed his eyes, and recalled the main medicine for diarrhea.

This medicine was a drug from Westerners in Wang Zheng's era, but the efficacy was very fast. If it could be obtained, the patient could immediately take it.

Unfortunately, Wang Zheng was an internal medicine surgeon before and was proficient in traditional Chinese medicine. How could he understand the pharmaceutical process?

"Baibo, Coptis chinensis, Huang cypress, Qinpi, Sophora sausage, Sophora sausage, and Melia sausage." Wang Zheng said secretly. This is a quick-acting therapy, you can try it.

So Wang Zheng immediately wrote down the prescription. Fortunately, these are common medicines, which are found in his bag.

Soon he had the medicine.

He looked at Dr. Sun. This guy still didn't do anything and was still bragging and chatting with the patient.

"Look at that doctor, who was busy looking for medicine, was in a panic. Unlike Dr. Sun, who was very confidently chatting with the patient, it seemed like he had been cured."

"That's natural. Doctor Sun took action. Do you think it's just that our disease is a bit special and the outbreak is large, so it's a bit unrealistic to treat it all at once."

"Yes, that Xiao Wang was cured yesterday after taking medicine. Today I went to check the posts on the top of the mountain."

Several soldiers started to talk.

Wang Zheng didn't listen to these. He was paying attention to the medicine. What he wanted to do now is to make a copy of the diarrhea.

This was his first time to make medicine, and he was preparing to make medicine. In this Song Dynasty, there were a lack of pharmaceutical tools and no good process, so he could only be simple and simple.

"Stove, fire, medicine jar." Wang Zheng said to the soldiers behind.

Upon hearing this, Feng Yang signaled the soldiers to try his best to follow Wang Zheng's requirements.

On this hot day, you still burn the fire. Is it hot?

Sun Yue was very relaxed. He took out a few herbs from the medicine bag, mashed them, and took them directly to the patient. Now he wants to do what he wants to do, and then let the patient eat a bowl of rice, and then wait for the result.

If the patient does not have diarrhea after one stick of incense, then Sun Yue will win.

This was a medical competition personally hosted by General Feng Yang. Sun Yue wanted to show off, so he tried his best to bring out all his abilities.
To be continued...