"In this competition, everyone present will be the judges, no problem!"

Old Qin watched the confrontation between Wang Xian and Fang Huazi and said loudly.

"Of course, the medical skills competition, at a glance!"

Fang Huazi glanced over Qin Lao, and said lightly: "Medical skills pay attention to the four-diagnosis method of sight, smell, inquiry, and cutting. The treatment is performed with maneuver, herbal medicine, and acupuncture.

"Well, hear and ask?"

Wang Xian looked at him with a smile on his face, and he didn't understand at all. He was naturally incomparable.

"Trouble, since the competition is naturally to see the patient and heal, this is the foundation of medical skills. No matter how powerful it is to see, hear, and inquire, there is no use in curing!"

Wang Xian said lightly.

The deans of several nearby hospitals nodded silently. Wangwenwenqie is the ancient four-diagnosis method, but nowadays, not many people who are proficient in Wangwenwenqie are not important, but the progress of science and technology.

The result of a doctor's quality is whether he can heal the patient. No amount of fancy.

"Well, no matter how you compare, you are not my opponent in terms of medical skills!" Fang Huazi stared at Wang Xian coldly and said.

"There are a few people from the rivers and lakes present who have suffered from diseases and have not been eradicated. They should be treated with their injuries. It should be no problem!"

Old Xue looked at Wang Xian and said to Fang Huazi.

Fang Huazi squinted slightly, glanced at the people beside Xue Lao, raised his brows: "Of course there is no problem."

"I have no problem!" Wang Xian nodded with a smile.

"Since you are going to compete, let me do it!"

Duan Lao walked out directly and came to the central position to look at Wang Xian and Fang Huazi: "I was attacked with a poisonous palm on my body ten years ago. The toxin has penetrated into my bone marrow, and one day every month I will feel unhappy."

As Duan Lao said, he glanced over Yan Zhongyuan, and a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes.

"No problem." Wang Xian nodded directly.

"The genius doctor Fang, I think we need to change someone. The poisonous palm on his body was beaten by me when we were discussing with me!"

Suddenly, Yan Zhongyuan on the side said to Fang Huazi with a smile on his face.

"Oh, then change it. Since this reckless one is Zhongyuan, you can do it." Fang Huazi nodded.

"You..." Duan Lao heard his words with an angry look on his face, his eyes fixed on Yan Zhongyuan, his eyes flashed with anger.

"Why? Still want to compete? But if you lose again this time, it won't be that simple."

Yan Zhongyuan looked at Duan Lao with disdain, threatening.

"call!"

Duan Lao's face flushed red, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

"The requirements are quite high."

Wang Xian looked at Duan Lao: "Duan Lao, you have handed over your injury to me, there is no problem."

Old Duan stiffened, opened his eyes and stared at Wang Xian in surprise: "Little brother, do you really heal my injury?"

"no problem."

Wang Xian nodded and said confidently.

"Thank you, thank you little brother!" Duan Lao said with excitement and a trembling body.

"Healing my Yan family's opponent is against my Yan family, you have to think about it."

At this time, Yan Zhongyuan's faint voice came.

"Oh, Yan family!"

Wang Xian turned his head to look at Yan Zhongyuan, his eyes filled with disdain: "What about doing it right?"

"Haha, haha."

Yan Zhongyuan chuckles when he sees Wang Xian's appearance: "Interesting, interesting, there are still people in Jiangcheng who dare to oppose our Yan family. You will soon know the consequences!"

"Really?" Wang Xian's eyes flickered, and he grinned. He ignored him and turned to look at several warriors: "Who else wants to come out."

"Let me come, my wounds used to fought with people, and my internal organs were burned by magic power. At the beginning, I invited an apprentice from the holy doctor, but it was not cured."

A middle-aged man stood up and opened his clothes. There was a clearly visible palm print on the abdomen.

There are dense black shops printed on the palm, which looks terrifying.

"Black Rain Palm!"

Fang Huazi saw the middle-aged injury, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Yes, Black Rain Palm!" The middle-aged man nodded bitterly.

"What a weird injury!"

"It's horrible, what kind of injury is this, if you go to our hospital, there is no way to start!"

Several hospital deans looked over, with shocked expressions on their faces, muttering.

Fang Huazi walked a few steps forward, staring carefully at the middle-aged injury.

"The injury should have been three years old. The cultivation base of the person who used the black rain palm is not high, so you didn't get killed instantly, but in your situation, you won't live for five years!"

"You can't do vigorous activities now, or even bend over, because the injury of the black rain palm will make you very painful!"

Fang Huazi exuded a wise light, he stood beside him and said, at this moment, he really looked like a medical master.

"Yes, the genius doctor Fang is right!"

The middle-aged man heard Fang Huazi directly confess all the problems, with an excited expression on his face: "Doctor Fang, can you treat it?"

"It's so amazing, you can analyze all the conditions just by looking at it!"

"Worthy of being a disciple of the saint, so strong in medical skills!"

"This Fang Huazi's genius doctor is superb, that young man is going to finish."

Fang Huazi's few simple words to the point were shocked to the people around him.

Both the hospital dean and the warrior looked at the confident Fang Huazi in shock.

This is the powerful disciple of the saint!

"Hmph, even my master has a strong presence among the disciples of the saints."

The young man on the side heard the exclamation of his surroundings, his face showed a smug look, and he stared at Wang Xian: "Wait, your kid, please obediently abandon your arms!"

With a faint smile on Fang Huazi's face, he glanced at Wang Xian sternly, and said loudly: "This person, I can cure him, boy, how about you?"

All eyes were focused on Wang Xian's body.

They were all called by Qin Lao Xue, for this young man, they did not have much confidence, the other party was too young.

Now competing with the masters of the disciples of the saints, everyone is not optimistic.

Especially the medical skills Fang Huazi demonstrated just now is too strong.

Even Lao Qin and Lao Xue looked at Wang Xian in amazement, with some uncertainty in their hearts.

After all, the opponent is a disciple of the saint.

"If you want treatment, how will it be treated, and how long will it take."

Wang Xian asked faintly without answering Fang Huazi's words.

"With acupuncture and herbs, I can heal him within two days, boy, stretch your hands over."

"Actually, you have another choice. I hate your mouth. You can use your tongue for your hands. Haha, a good deal!"