Park Jinshan cast a glance at the ten people Ding Fan had chosen for himself, his expression neither joyous nor angry. At this mont he had closed his eyes, assuming the air of a sage.
At this ti, Ding Fan stood there as if nothing at all were amiss.
"Now, I will announce the rules. Two Doctors, please record the patient's condition on paper in front of you. During the entire consultation process, there must not be any physical contact or questions asked. Everything will rely on 'observation.'" The Female Emcee deliberately paused at this point, looked around the room, and then continued. "Whichever of you can diagnose the most completely and quickly, that person shall be the victor of this challenge."
"Emcee, we can begin now," Park Jinshan said to the Emcee at this mont.
The beautiful Female Emcee smiled. "It seems the two contestants are getting impatient. Okay, then I declare, the competition officially begins now!"
Following the Female Emcee's announcent, Park Jinshan imdiately took up the pen and paper and approached the first patient.
She was a woman around twenty-five or twenty-six years of age. Park Jinshan walked up to the woman, examined her carefully from head to toe, then started walking around her twice before he began to scribble sothing on the white paper with his pen.
After finishing writing, Park Jinshan walked around the woman twice more before he moved on to another patient.
On this side, Park Jinshan was trustingly observing, while on the other, Ding Fan had already walked past these ten people.
Walking past them once, Ding Fan seed to be making a cursory examination, not pausing in front of anyone. After passing by, Ding Fan inexplicably walked a circle around the patients on Park Jinshan's side.
All those present were bewildered by Ding Fan's actions.
Everyone had clearly heard the competition rules: use 'observation' to determine the conditions of the ten patients in front of you. But Ding Fan had unexpectedly gone over to Park Jinshan's side.
For a ti, no one understood what Ding Fan was doing.
"Chairman Jin, it seems this Ding Fan is really showing off!" At this ti, a secretary to Jin Guangyi looked with disdain at Ding Fan on the stage and said.
Jin Guangyi also snorted softly at this ti.
But just at that mont, Ding Fan had already taken up pen and paper and found a table, then began to write furiously.
Jin Guangyi's secretary shook his head even more when he saw this scene. "Competing in dicine with such a person is simply an insult to our Korean dicine!"
Seeing Ding Fan like this, Jin Guangyi began to chuckle derisively. "Although the victory is easy, we are still the victors after all... As long as we can win, nothing else matters, right?"
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At this mont, Hu Jin also watched Ding Fan with furrowed brows.
Now, Park Jinshan was proceeding thodically, examining each one and conscientiously taking notes. anwhile, after passing the twenty people, Ding Fan had imdiately begun to write things down.
Not to ntion whether Ding Fan's diagnoses were accurate or not, Hu Jin simply didn't believe that Ding Fan could rember the conditions of his ten patients in such a short ti!
Even Hu Jin, who had recently gained a much better impression of Ding Fan, now thought that Ding Fan was clearly just showing off.
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"President Zhou, this... Isn't this young man making a mockery of things? If this goes on, wouldn't he lose? After just a cursory look at the ten people, even you, sir, may not be able to discern or rember anything," an old Chinese dicine practitioner complained to Zhou Shixin.
Zhou Shixin, up until now, had furrowed brows and did not utter a word.
"Ding Fan... Co on!" Just when everyone thought that Ding Fan on stage was toying around, a voice rooting for him ca from the audience.
This cheer was quite sudden, so many people around heard it. All eyes were imdiately drawn to the source.
The person cheering was none other than Qin Manshu.
At this ti, Qin Manshu faced the surrounding looks with indifference. All she wanted was to cheer for Ding Fan, uncaring of the scrutiny from others.
As Ding Fan feverishly wrote, he gave a thumbs-up in response to Qin Manshu's cheer, indicating he had heard her.
Seeing Manshu, it seed as though the people understood sothing.
"President Zhou, I see it now. That Ding Fan is clearly showing off, trying to make a lady laugh. We must stop this competition, President Zhou. We cannot let a profligate scoundrel tarnish the treasure of our Huaxia!" the old doctor said indignantly.
"Wait... until the end of the first round," Zhou Shixin said only this.
Seeing Zhou Shixin respond like this, the old doctor couldn't say much more; after all, Zhou Shixin was the President of the Huaxia Chinese dicine Association and held high prestige within the circle of Chinese dicine, so the old doctor had to give Zhou face.
Another minute passed, and Park Jinshan had finished examining four patients. Just as Park Jinshan moved on to the fifth patient, Ding Fan on the other hand was already raising his hand.
"I have finished with all my patients!"
Ding Fan's words were like a stone thrown into a still lake.
"All finished? He couldn't have just written anything down, could he?"
"I think it's possible. From start to finish, Ding Fan never examined those people carefully. How could he know what diseases they have? I think he's just showing off!"
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"Mr. Ding, you do have a one billion US dollar bet, are you sure you have finished writing?" the Female Emcee on stage said to Ding Fan.
Ding Fan, of course, knew the Female Emcee was reminding him, and he nodded at her. "Thank you for your concern, I have indeed finished writing."
"Okay, then please hand over all the dical records you've written to . After Mr. Park Jinshan has finished examining the remaining patients, I will give all the dical records to the judges," the female emcee said to Ding Fan.
Ding Fan had no objections. He walked over and directly handed his dical records to the female emcee.
After handing over the dical records, Ding Fan returned to his seat as if nothing had happened, his face calm.
"Mr. Ding, this is a competition, please take it seriously," soone pleaded.
As soon as Ding Fan sat down, Hu Jin leaned in and spoke directly.
Ding Fan smiled at Hu Jin. "How do you know I'm not serious?"
Hu Jin frowned. "You just glanced at these people, then went to record the illness. You don't really think you're actually a machine, do you?"
Ding Fan just smiled and said nothing more.
Hu Jin said this because she was worried about losing, especially since she and Jin Guangyi had a bet of ten billion US dollars.
"Master... Do you have confidence we can win?" At this mont, Ning Luoxi ca over and asked.
Ding Fan smiled faintly. "We should be able to win, I suppose."
Hu Jin gave Ding Fan a sideways glance.
If Ding Fan could win this ti, she would never believe in science again. He had just looked at each case superficially and then directly written down the dical records.
If soone like Ding Fan could win, then there truly would be no justice in the world. Although Hu Jin was on Ding Fan's side, she still felt there was no reason for Ding Fan to win!
While Ding Fan returned to his seat to rest, Park Jinshan was still examining patients on the stage.
About two or three more minutes passed before Park Jinshan finished writing the diagnoses.
"I've finished recording my diagnoses!" Park Jinshan held his dical records and directly handed them to the female emcee.
"Next, please have the experts co forward and judge the competition between Mr. Ding Fan and Mr. Park Jinshan..."
After the female emcee finished speaking, four people ca onto the stage.
These four people were responsible for scoring and judging.
Their thod of judging was very straightforward: one person would ask the patients who had just been examined about their conditions, while another would check the dical records written by Ding Fan and Park Jinshan.
All four judges were masters in the field of traditional Chinese dicine. Using the four diagnostic thods of inspection, listening, questioning, and pulse-taking wasn't difficult for them to identify the illnesses of the patients. Therefore, after this process, it was quite easy to determine the winner.
Since there were ten people on each side, the judging would take so ti.
At this ti, the audience below couldn't help but burst into discussion again.
"I think the winner will definitely be the Korean doctor this ti."
"Yes, I also think it's the Korean doctor. Look how thorough his examination was."
"Isn't that Ding Fan afraid of losing those ten billion?"
"What's there to be afraid of? Huaxia Group has made so much money, they probably don't even care about ten billion."
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While the crowd below was still buzzing with discussion, the judges checking on Park Jinshan's side had already finished their verification.
"Now, we will announce Mr. Park Jinshan's score for the first round. He 'inspected' a total of ten patients, with an accuracy rate of seventy percent. Total ti, seven minutes and forty-two seconds!"
As soon as the judge finished speaking, a very enthusiastic applause broke out among the attendees.
In seven minutes and forty-two seconds, he had examined ten people, and with just inspection, he achieved a seventy percent accuracy rate. If he had used all four diagnostic thods, the accuracy rate would probably be close to one hundred percent!
Zhou Shixin's expression, which had been calm, couldn't help but show signs of agitation. Just using 'inspection,' the seventy percent accuracy was already impressive. No one else, not even he himself, could achieve that.
Zhou Shixin's expression was very solemn at this ti. The Korean dicine delegation's presence was formidable indeed...
At this ti, everyone's attention shifted towards the stage, where the judges were still verifying Ding Fan's records. Those judges had not yet finished their verification.
"Chairman Jin, I wonder what Ding Fan has written that's taking the judges so long to check," Jin Guangyi's secretary said from the sidelines.
"What else could he have written? I bet it's just a ss he scribbled down in one go. The four judges can't understand it either, so verifying it must be quite a struggle," Jin Guangyi said with a cock of his mouth.
"Yeah, I think so too. I can't wait to see Ding Fan's face when the judges read out the scores. He'll have no face left to stay here," Jin Guangyi's secretary said, laughing unabashedly. "The accuracy rate is probably close to one percent."
Upon hearing the secretary's comnt, the people from the Korean dicine side burst into unrestrained laughter. At this point, they all believed Park Jinshan was certain to win.
After another minute passed, the two judges assessing Ding Fan finally ca to the center of the stage.
"We're eager to know Mr. Ding's results; I wonder if Mr. Ding Fan's score will surpass one percent!" At this mont, Jin Guangyi's secretary from the Korean dicine side shouted.
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