Medical Master

The incident of Fangqiu's food poisoning immediately spread to the leaders and students of the other eight schools through various channels.

Heard the news.

Everyone was surprised at first, and then surprised.

Fang Qiu is a general of Jiangjing University of Chinese Medicine!

He was actually food poisoned?!

If you can't play tomorrow because of this, then Jiang Chinese Medicine will have a good show.

We must know that Jiangjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine without Fangqiu is equivalent to a tiger with a tooth extracted, at least half of its combat effectiveness will be weakened, or even more!

Therefore, every school leader prays in his heart that Fangqiu will never be able to play tomorrow's game.

In this way, their school may stand out in a personal battle.

Instead of following Jiang TCM doctor's butt-eyed push.

But they are also very curious, which angel sister did this?

This gives me the face of the school.

Thank you for this big sister!

Compared with the surprise of these people, Jiang Mengjie couldn't help feeling flustered when he got the news from his classmates, very worried about Fangqiu's situation.

I wanted to find Fangqiu right away, but it was too late, and the school leader refused to leave the hotel.

She was afraid of interrupting Fangqiu's rest, so she didn't dare to call.

Can only walk around the room anxiously.

My heart couldn't calm down.

By the way, Jiang Miaoyu!

Jiang Mengjie stopped suddenly, and her eyes suddenly lit up. She could call Jiang Miaoyu. She should know how Fangqiu was in the same situation.

She quickly took out the phone and called Jiang Miaoyu.

"Hey?"

Jiang Miaoyu answered the phone.

"Quick word, I heard that Fangqiu was poisoned, what is going on? Is he okay?"

Jiang Mengjie asked hurriedly.

"It's a bit bad."

Jiang Miaoyu said in a low voice, "I don't know who it is. He actually poisoned Fangqiu's dinner, and it is still very vicious. Although Fangqiu's master has rushed to treat him, he must get better. It will take some time."

"How is he now?"

Jiang Mengjie asked.

"very painful."

Jiang Miaoyu took a breath and said worriedly, "I see him turning pale with pain, and he is also sweating."

"so serious?"

Jiang Mengjie said distressed and worried.

"It should be better after tonight."

Jiang Miaoyu said, "Tomorrow he should go to the competition, then you can go see him again, now he should have rested."

"it is good."

Jiang Mengjie nodded and hung up.

But my heart couldn't help being more flustered.

Lao Fang, you must be fine!

in school.

"Fangqiu was poisoned by food????"

As the chairman of the student union of the Chinese Medical College, Li Qingshi was also shocked when he heard the news of Fangqiu's poisoning.

He thought about taking some medicine for diarrhea, but then he didn't do it because he found it boring.

Today, seeing Fangqiu leading Jiang TCM to achieve such a good result, I am also glad that I did not do so.

I really admire Fang Qiu.

But I didn't expect to hear about Fangqiu's food poisoning tonight?

"Who is it?"

Li Qingshi frowned and thought.

Can mutter just fell.

I suddenly thought of a person, his face changed drastically, and he couldn't believe it and said:

"Impossible, it won't be him, it's definitely not him. Now Fangqiu's importance to Jiang TCM is self-evident, and it cannot be his poison!"

...

One night, many people are doomed to sleep well.

Because of tomorrow’s competition and Fangqiu’s food poisoning.

Five o'clock in the morning.

There was severe colic in his abdomen, and Fang Qiu woke up from the pain.

Fang Qiu immediately got up, clutched his stomach, and took a deep breath, paining once.

This was also the first time he didn't get up on time to practice.

The poison was so insidious, he had been pulling his stomach several times all night, but he didn't get it clean.

Endure the pain.

Fang Qiu checked the time.

From five to seven in the morning, it happens to be the time for the large intestine meridian activity.

No wonder it hurts.

Fang Qiu immediately got up and got out of bed to go to the bathroom.

However, the colic in the lower abdomen after returning from the bathroom still hasn't diminished.

After all, there are too many toxins in the body. Although Chinese medicine can help detoxify, there is no way to get rid of all the toxins in a short time.

Inner Qi is also difficult to achieve.

Only take it slowly.

Fang Qiu took a deep breath and continued to lie on the bed, continuing to try to detoxify with internal energy.

Zhu Benzheng, Sun Hao, and Zhou Xiaotian also got up from the bed at this time. It was not that they remembered, but Fangqiu told them to get up at five o'clock to develop their biological clock. They woke up at five o'clock and couldn't sleep anymore.

Zhu Ben was looking at Fang Qiu, but he didn't care about washing it, so he ran to Fangqiu in the cafeteria to get some porridge to drink.

Sun Hao and Zhou Xiaotian ran to the temporary canteen to get Fangqiu medicine.

The Jiang TCM students got up early on the weekend for the first time, and they all rushed to the terrace meeting room to occupy seats.

Today is an individual match, and it is also considered a final. No matter how late it is, you won't be able to grab a spot.

When Sun Hao and Zhou Xiaotian came back from the temporary cafeteria with the medicine, they were taken aback when they saw the long line of Qian in the meeting room.

With so many people, what time is it?

Thinking of food poisoning again, the two of them sighed and went to the dormitory quickly with the medicine.

eight thirty.

The ladder meeting room was full of people after the door opened.

Students from other schools all rushed to watch the last game, which made it more crowded than before.

The scene was noisy and everyone was full of expectations for today's game.

The people of Jiang Chinese Medicine hope to continue to see Fangqiu Yiqi Juechen's demeanor today.

But they didn't know that the person they wanted to meet had been food poisoned.

On stage.

The nine long tables are no longer there.

Instead, there are a total of eighty-one seats.

On each seat, there is a question board.

As time approached nine o'clock in the morning, all the students from the eight schools arrived.

Seven students from Jiangjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine also came to the scene.

As soon as Jiang Mengjie arrived at the scene, she looked towards Jiang TCM Doctor, but she didn't see Fang Qiu, and looked at Jiang Miaoyu in confusion.

Jiang Miaoyu shook her head worriedly, she didn't know how Fang Qiu was now.

In the entire conference room, the leaders were there, only the two lonely seats on the stage were empty.

Fangqiu and Zhu Benzheng did not show up for a long time.

Watching time pass by every minute and every second.

In the audience, the students of Jiangjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine couldn't help but start talking.

"Where is Fangqiu?"

"It's nine o'clock soon, why isn't Fang Qiu coming?"

"Nothing will happen, right?"

"Nonsense!"

"If Fangqiu doesn't come, this game will be dangerous."

"Yeah, I have always relied on him before. Without him, it would be difficult to win this round of individual battles!"

...

Students from other schools are also whispering.

"Fangqiu isn't coming?"

"It would be nice not to come, this is an opportunity for our school."

"Huh, didn't it just take advantage of the first two rounds? Even if it comes, you don't necessarily get the first place."

"In any case, Fangqiu is the best if he doesn't come."

"Yeah, time goes faster!"

...

The discussion in the audience became a film.

On the stage, everyone who heard yesterday's news was waiting curiously to see if Fang Qiu would show up.

A strange scene suddenly appeared in the entire conference room.

The audience was noisy, and the stage was very silent.

It's eight and fifty-eight.

Fangqiu still didn't arrive.

This time.

Everyone is impatient.

Fangqiu is really not coming?

Jiang Mengjie and Jiang Miaoyu were even more worried. Fangqiu's failure to come means that Fangqiu is seriously ill.

In this case, how can they settle down to play?

"Is Fangqiu coming?"

In the leadership area, Chen Yinsheng frowned and asked Qi Kaiwen next to him.

Qi Kaiwen shook his head and said worriedly: "I don't know, the medicine in the morning has been taken away. It should come."

It's eight fifty-nine.

The host takes the stage.

Jiang TCM doctors in the audience were a bit at a loss.

There is only one last minute left.

If the timeout is not reached, it is regarded as giving up.

Did Fangqiu really give up like that?

Really not coming?

Just as the students of Jiangjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine were at a loss, two figures suddenly walked in through the side door of the lecture hall.

It was Fangqiu and Zhu Benzheng.

"Sorry, I've been waiting for a long time."

Without Zhu Benzheng's support, Fang Qiu, with a pale face, held his abdomen with his hands, resisting the severe pain, said to the host, and then walked to his seat.

Zhu Ben is following closely behind.

With the appearance of the two, Jiang TCM doctors all breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, it's not too late.

But when they saw Fangqiu's face, they were taken aback.

It was supposed to arouse the audience's enthusiastic cheers, but was suffocated.

What's wrong with Fangqiu?

Why is your face so ugly?

Did something happen?

Fang Qiu really had food poisoning!

After seeing Fang Qiu, the students in the various schools on the stage immediately thought, somewhat regretful and somewhat delighted.

In the camp of Jingbei University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Jiang Mengjie looked at Fang Qiu, bit her lip lightly, and the expression of worries appeared unabashedly.

Perceived Jiang Mengjie's gaze.

Fang Qiu lifted his pale face, smiled at Jiang Mengjie slightly, cast a look that made her feel relieved.

At this time, the host stepped onto the stage and announced: "Hello, everyone, everyone."

It's nine o'clock.

"The third round of the knowledge contest for freshmen from nine universities of Chinese medicine, the individual battle, begins now!

"Individual battle, first-round rule: answer questions with a card."

"This round is 81 and 40, and the elimination rate exceeds 50%. If you answer a wrong question, you will be eliminated directly."

The host announces the rules.

Aroused everyone's surprise.

In this first round, more than half of the people will be eliminated???

And as long as you answer a wrong question, it will be eliminated directly.

This rule is too harsh, right?

After the amazement, everyone looked forward to it instantly.

This is exciting!

"Not much to say, the game will begin immediately."

The host directly began to write the questions.

And here.

Fang Qiu sat on a stool, holding an answer board in one hand, and pressing his abdomen with the other. In just a few minutes, his forehead was covered with a layer of secret sweat.

The cramps in the lower abdomen got worse.

But in order to answer the question, he could only release the right hand that had been covering his lower abdomen, and his left hand hooked up the answer board, pressing the lower edge of the answer board tightly on the lower abdomen, holding a pen in his right hand to answer the question.

Seeing Fang Qiu doing this, Jiang Miaoyu was heartbroken.

"first question……"

The host read the question.

Finish reading.

Eighty-one people on stage, writing hard.

Five seconds later.

"Please light up the question board."

As the host's voice fell, everyone raised the question board, and only Fang Qiu put the question board in front of him.