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Chapter 585

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(The next chapter will be updated at six o 'clock in the afternoon. I wish everyone a happy National Day and have a good time! I also wish our country to continue to prosper!)

"Yang Chenxiang."

After the video on the big screen finished, the host took Yang Chenxiang to the center of the stage, handed the microphone to Yang Chenxiang's mouth, and asked, "What do you want to say?"

"I …"

Yang Chenxiang choked with sobs, then took a deep breath and exhaled. After calming down completely, he said, "I want to say that I will never regret choosing Chinese Medicine in my life, let alone becoming a Chinese Medicine doctor. Because I am a doctor, so I know that patients really suffer. It makes me very happy to be able to use my own strength to contact patients for them."

"And."

Just when the host thought he had spoken and was about to take back the microphone, Yang Chenxiang suddenly reached out, grabbed the microphone, tilted his head to look at the nine people over there, and said, "These nine guys are too abnormal. I have such a good result, but I am ranked tenth? You are awesome! "

Hearing that.

The nine people led by Fang Qiu all laughed.

The audience at the scene and all the audience in front of the TV also laughed.

Although he was ranked tenth.

But no one thought that he had lost.

Because everyone knew that this was a game that he could not lose. Because he had helped so many people and saved so many people. What he had done was already something that ordinary people could not do, so he did not lose.

"Thank you."

Finally, after saying thank you to the host and all the audience, Yang Chenxiang turned around and left the stage.

"Next."

As Yang Chenxiang left, the host immediately calmed down and said, "Announce the ninth!"

As soon as the voice fell.

Everyone immediately turned to look at the big screen.

Who would be the ninth?

Would it be Fang Qiu?

After all, Fang Qiu had seen 1,050 people, much more than anyone else. In this case, the cure rate would obviously not be too high.

In everyone's expectation.

On the big screen.

The ninth gold medal was spinning rapidly, constantly growing bigger.

When it occupied the whole big screen, the spinning speed of the gold medal gradually slowed down. When it finally stopped, the face of the card was also turned over.

Similarly.

A photo, a name.

Looking carefully.

"Chen Ziju!"

Seeing this name, everyone present was obviously stunned for a moment, and then everyone was shocked.

Chen Ziju, the descendant of the Chen Clan, one of the four major clans.

He was actually ranked ninth in this competition?

"Oh my god!"

"Chen Ziju is so powerful, but he's ranked ninth?"

"The descendant of the Chen family is only ranked ninth? How is this possible? "

"F * ck! The Four Great Aristocratic Families have failed! "



While the audience was still in shock, the other eight contestants, apart from Chen Ziju, let out sighs of relief at the same time.

However, compared to the eight of them, Chen Ziju was obviously more relaxed.

He let out a long breath.

Chen Ziju smiled and stood up.

At this time, he no longer had the concept of winning or losing, because waiting for the results to be announced was too difficult. Once the results were announced, he actually relaxed.

Everyone got up and hugged Chen Ziju.

After the hug, they returned to their seats.

Everyone took a look at Fang Qiu, and everyone's eyes were filled with some astonishment.

"This guy, he has seen so many patients, but his cure rate is not at the end of the list?"

"Logically speaking, this guy should be in the last few places, not the ninth or the tenth place. Will he be in the eighth place?"

With a heart full of doubts.

Everyone sat down and patiently watched Chen Ziju come to the stage.

In front of the TV.

Fang Qiu's father and mother also breathed a sigh of relief. "Fortunately, it's not Xiao Qiu."

Although they didn't say it, the two old men sitting together had unconsciously clasped their fingers nervously.



In the northeast.

"Pa!"

Chu Yunyun, who had just found a piece of paper and wiped the sweat on her palms, slapped Xu Miaolin on the shoulder without saying a word. She rolled her eyes at Xu Miaolin and asked, "You don't seem nervous at all?"

"Of course …"

Xu Miaolin opened his mouth proudly. When he was about to say that he was not nervous, he suddenly had an idea. His face changed, and he quickly said, "Of course I'm nervous, of course I'm nervous. I'm so nervous."

Chu Yunyun immediately rolled her eyes at him.

Seeing this, Xu Miaolin secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If he said that he was not nervous, he would definitely be beaten hard. After all, it was related to his marriage!

At the scene.

Chen Ziju stepped forward.

As before, under the introduction of the host, a short film began to be played on the big screen.

Watching the short film, Chen Ziju was also very moved.

Everyone was also moved to tears.

Especially in the short film, when they saw an old lady crying and thanking Chen Ziju for saving her grandson's life, they couldn't help but think of the scene they saw in the last episode.

It was this old lady who came to ask for help with her grandson on her back. Because she and her grandson were both left behind, everyone felt very sad at that time.

Seeing the old lady thank Chen Ziju in front of them, everyone was even more moved and distressed.

After a while.

The short film finished.

On the big screen, Chen Ziju's treatment data gradually appeared.

"The number of people: 389."

"The cure rate is 83.3%, and the improvement rate is 100%."

Everyone took a look.

Sure enough, the cure rate was 2.2% higher than that of Yang Chenxiang, who ranked tenth, and the number of people treated was 36 more than that of Yang Chenxiang.

"Congratulations."

The host said to Chen Ziju with a smile, "Say a few words."

Chen Ziju took the microphone.

"Just like Yang Chenxiang."

Chen Ziju looked at Yang Chenxiang who was already sitting under the stage and said, "I don't regret being born in our Chen family. I also don't regret that I chose the profession of Chinese Medicine. I am more proud of being a Chinese Medicine doctor. The only thing I regret is that my medical skills are not good enough. In the future, I will work harder and become a better doctor!"

After that.

Just like Yang Chenxiang, he turned his head towards the remaining eight people in the contestant seats and said, "The eight of you are too savage!"

The eight people laughed again.

"Next, please announce the eighth place!"

After sending Chen Ziju off the stage, the host continued to shout.

Everyone.

Immediately turned their eyes to the big screen.

"The eighth place, Wang Shijie!"

The eighth gold medal was turned over and the host shouted.

Wang Shijie got up and entered the stage.

On the seats of the contestants, everyone was more curious.

"Fang Qiu is not in the last three?"

"The next one must be him, right?"

In their minds, Fang Qiu had almost no chance to win the championship. After all, there were too many patients. He should be in the last few places. Even if he was not in the last three, he should at least be in the last five, right?

At the same time.

Fang Qiu's parents breathed a big sigh of relief again.

On TV.

The process was the same as before. A short video was played to move the audience.

Finally, Wang Shijie's detailed results appeared on the big screen.

"Number of people: 387."

"Cure rate: 85.1%."

"Improvement rate: 100%!"

As soon as the results were announced, it immediately caused a lot of people to exclaim.

What was the concept of an eighty-five percent cure rate?

People in the Chinese Medicine circle who were watching the live broadcast were also particularly shocked.

"Wang Shijie?"

"This guy has no background. How could he do this?"

"This guy is really awesome."

"Yes, but with such a cure rate, he even ranked eighth. Sure enough, the top ten in the country are not weak!"

In everyone's shock.

The host continued the interview.

Still the same.

Wang Shijie's speech was also that he had no regrets and was very proud to study medicine.

Before leaving, he did not forget to follow the tradition, rolling his eyes at the seven people who were still on the stage. By the way, he said, "We leave first, even if we lose, it's still honorable!"

Later.

Seventh place, Lin Dan!

Treated 401 people, cure rate of 87.1%!

As soon as the data came out.

People who were watching the live broadcast of the final were relieved again. Because the seventh place was still not Fang Qiu!

At the same time.

Everyone was also looking forward to it.

The result of the seventh place had reached this level. What would the result of Fang Qiu, who saw a total of 1050 people, be?

Later.

After the short video was played.

Interview remarks.

"I want to say that I am very relaxed now. Are you all very envious?"

Taking the microphone from the host, Wang Shijie said to the seven people with a smile, "I know that you are very nervous. At the same time, I am also looking forward to your final results. Your cure rate, especially Fang Qiu's!"

Hearing that.

The remaining contestants on the scene laughed again.

The live audience also laughed.

The netizens were even more excited.

"We are also looking forward to it!"

"Yes, we just want to see Fang Qiu come. How can we not look forward to it?"

"Fang Qiu has seen so many patients, but his cure rate is still so high?"

"The cure rate of the seventh place is 87%. Fang Qiu has seen so many patients, but his cure rate is even higher than 87%. This is already very awesome, okay?"

"Looking forward to Fang Qiu rushing into the top five!"



Not only the netizens.

Those pharmacists who had been watching the show also complained.

"Damn, why is it still not Fang Qiu?"

"The next one must be!"



The live broadcast continued.

Sixth place: Jiang Miaoyu, treated 398 patients, cure rate of 87.9%, improvement rate of 100%.

Seeing that Jiang Miaoyu actually got the sixth place.

All the students of University of Jiangjing Chinese Medicine suddenly cheered and burst into thunderous applause.

Jiang Miaoyu's performance in the school was very good, but compared with Fang Qiu, she was still a lot worse. Many people secretly guessed that it was very good for Jiang Miaoyu to be in the top ten.

But no one expected.

Jiang Miaoyu not only entered the top ten, but also got a good result of the sixth place.

It was because they didn't expect it that the students of University of Jiangjing Chinese Medicine were so excited.

"Not bad."

As Jiang Miaoyu's master, Chu Yunyun also nodded with satisfaction after seeing Jiang Miaoyu's ranking and said, "It's just that you haven't been with me for a long time. Otherwise, your ranking can be higher!"

At the scene.

Seeing that she was the sixth place.

Jiang Miaoyu smiled slightly and immediately got up.

For her, this was already a very good title. After all, the remaining five people were all recognized as geniuses. In addition to the three descendants of the four big families, there were two abnormal people, Luo Jie and Fang Qiu. It was really not easy to squeeze into the top five.

Moreover, she was ranked ninth when the national top ten was decided. Now she directly rushed to the sixth place, which was enough to prove her strength!

On the stage, a short film was played.

"Before interviewing Jiang Miaoyu, the program specially prepared a surprise for her."

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