In the following hour, it beca solely a one-man show by Yin Tian.
In that hour, Yin Tian didn’t take a single patient’s pulse, nor did he even inquire about their conditions.
He rely glanced at the patients before burying his head in writing prescriptions.
The ti each patient spent with Yin Tian was less than half a minute at most!
In one hour, over a hundred patients had been seen and treated by Yin Tian!
During this interval, Xu Dabin, as if driven mad, kept personally diagnosing patients, but to no avail, as the results were all identical to Yin Tian’s.
Even more, the prescriptions Yin Tian wrote for so of the patients were significantly stronger than his!
Over a hundred patients, treated in less than an hour, all by Yin Tian!
And...
Not a single mistake!
At this mont, not only Xu Dabin but also Zhao Wanlin and the other Chinese dicine practitioners present had been shocked into speechlessness.
No one had anticipated that Traditional Chinese dicine could be practiced in such a manner!
After prescribing dicine to the last patient, Yin Tian stood up, stretched his back, and then looked at Xu Dabin with a smile, "Well, how many did you treat?"
Xu Dabin’s face darkened, and he remained silent.
Five minutes after starting, he treated seven patients and then continuously tried to find faults in Yin Tian’s treatnts, but in the end, Yin Tian didn’t make a single mistake!
Seeing Xu Dabin silent, Yin Tian turned his head to Zhao Wanlin, "What about it? I should have won, right?"
Zhao Wanlin opened his mouth slightly, a shocked expression on his face, then nodded, "You won!"
"Hmph!"
Xu Dabin let out a cold snort, his complexion extrely sour.
He truly hadn’t expected Yin Tian to actually win!
And to win with such an overwhelming advantage against him!
"Don’t celebrate too early!"
Xu Dabin snorted coldly, "Don’t forget, the assessnt isn’t just one part."
Zhao Wanlin startled, then rembered that even if Yin Tian won against mbers of the Provincial Chinese dicine Association, he still wouldn’t qualify for mbership because Yin Tian also needed to pass a written exam.
Only if the written exam’s grade was satisfactory could he truly beco a mber of the Provincial Chinese dicine Association.
"It’s just a written test, isn’t it? Bring it on."
Yin Tian sat at the consultation desk, an easy smile on his face.
This ti, no matter how difficult a problem Xu Dabin set for him, he had to win.
Today, he had to use that Alchemy Furnace to concoct dicine for Ye Qinghuang!
"Just wait."
Xu Dabin left his words hanging as he stepped toward the back hall.
After more than ten minutes, Xu Dabin returned to the main hall, holding a sheet of paper.
The paper was densely packed with words.
"Let’s start."
Xu Dabin casually tossed the exam paper in front of Yin Tian, his face bearing a smirk.
Zhao Wanlin peeked at it instinctively, then looked on in astonishnt, "Isn’t this... the exam paper previously used to assess the chairman of the association!"
"How can you use this kind of exam paper for a physician rely seeking mbership!"
Xu Dabin glanced at Zhao Wanlin, "I couldn’t find any other papers, so this will do. Besides, isn’t he very impressive? I believe even this exam paper won’t pose any problem."
Zhao Wanlin seed about to say sothing, but Yin Tian gestured with his hand, stopping Zhao Wanlin.
"It’s fine."
"But..."
Zhao Wanlin still wanted to speak but saw Yin Tian shaking his head slightly at him, and he swallowed his words back down.
Yin Tian scanned the exam paper briefly, then chuckled, "What’s the highest score on this paper?"
"The previous chairman scored eighty points."
Zhao Wanlin answered.
"Okay then."
Yin Tian nodded, stopped speaking, and began writing on the exam paper.
Yin Tian wrote swiftly, as if without a mont’s thought.
His pen moved continuously, leaving a trail of characters on the exam paper.
In less than twenty minutes, Yin Tian let out a breath and set the pen aside.
"That’s it."
Yin Tian’s voice was chirpy.
The onlookers instinctively gazed at the exam paper in front of Yin Tian, and saw it was completely filled with writing.
"Hmph!"
Xu Dabin let out another cold snort, his face displaying mockery, "The previous chairman took an hour and a half, and today you used only twenty minutes. I want to see how many points you can score!"
He picked up Yin Tian’s paper and the answer key, and began to compare them.
Concerned that Xu Dabin might cheat, Zhao Wanlin also stood to one side, continuously scanning between Yin Tian’s paper and the answers.
Soon, Xu Dabin trembled slightly, the exam paper and answer key slipping from his hands, falling to the ground.
Zhao Wanlin’s face was filled with astonishnt, disbelief clear in his eyes.
The other Chinese dicine practitioners looked blankly at Xu Dabin and Zhao Wanlin, not understanding what had happened.
"Old Zhao, what’s the matter? Say sothing."
"How many points did he score?"
"Geez, you two are killing with suspense..."
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