Chapter 869 Whose recipe is better?
Qiao Ran glanced at him, stopped writing, picked up two pieces of paper and handed them to the host.
Everyone thought that Qiao Ran wrote an extra copy to make it easier for the miracle doctors to circulate it, and they all secretly praised the girl for her attentiveness.
However, when the host saw the contents on the two pieces of paper, he was stunned for a moment, then looked at Qiao Ran, and then handed both pieces of paper to the immortal doctor at the same time.
The immortal doctor flipped through the two pieces of paper, was stunned for a moment, then read the two pieces of paper carefully before passing them to the next immortal doctor.
The miracle doctors passed the two pieces of paper around and looked at Qiao Ran with mixed feelings.
The acupuncturist waited with a confident smile on his face for the jury to announce the correctness of the prescription. This was the first round of the competition.
After handing over the prescription, Qiao Ran immediately walked to another patient, took out a silver needle and started treating the patient.
Upon seeing this, the miracle doctors no longer bothered to discuss and announce the results of the first round. They left their seats and gathered around her again, watching her give the acupunctures attentively.
The acupuncturist was stunned for a moment, and quickly pulled over a familiar doctor and asked:
"What's going on? Why don't you announce the results? Whose prescription is better? Did that girl see the symptoms?"
The miracle doctor from outside didn't even glance at him, and hurried forward to watch Qiao Ran give acupuncture.
He struggled with his arms but failed to get them free, so he said impatiently:
"That girl's recipe is better."
After saying that, he broke free from the acupuncture and surrounded Qiao Ran.
The acupuncturist stood there in a daze, unable to believe his ears.
How could that little girl's recipe be better than mine?
However, no one paid any attention to him anymore. Everyone was concentrating on watching Qiao Ran's hand movements, remembering every acupuncture point and step she took.
Seeing that no one paid attention to him, the acupuncturist threw his sleeves, walked angrily to another patient, and started acupuncture treatment according to his own method.
Some miracle doctors, seeing that the acupuncturist had also started treating the patients, covered their noses and stood between the two patients, looking at the acupuncturist and then at Qiao Ran, comparing their acupuncture techniques.
After all, the acupuncturist is a well-known miracle doctor, and naturally he is proficient in using silver needles.
But although Qiao Ran is young and still a girl, her acupuncture techniques are more flexible and novel.
It cannot be said that the acupuncturist's technique is bad, it can only be said that it is slightly inferior to Qiao Ran's.
The miracle doctors secretly sighed in their hearts, it seems that acupuncture doctors are really no match for this little girl.
But, I don’t know how this girl is doing in other aspects besides acupuncture.
If I were to face this little girl, could I win easily?
As the miracle doctors sighed, both patients were pierced with silver needles, and the needles were changing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The originally shiny silver needle had become dull and dark, which was frightening to look at.
Black blood was oozing out of the tip of the hollow silver needle, apparently expelling toxins.
The fishy smell in the air became stronger and more disgusting.
"There is so much black blood and it stinks. No wonder the patient's body is rotting and smelling. This blood is too toxic!"
"What kind of poison is this? It's so strong? The silver needles have all turned black."
Even though these miracle doctors are knowledgeable and have seen all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases, they cannot tell what kind of poison this is.
A quarter of an hour later, Qiao Ran slowly withdrew the silver needle from the patient.
She did not put the contaminated silver needles back into the needle bag, but put them all into a cowhide bag and threw it into the space, and would deal with the silver needles after the competition.
The acupuncturist also put away the needles almost at the same time, and everyone stared at the two patients on the stretchers to see their next reaction.
"puff!"
The patient at the acupuncture doctor's side suddenly sat up and spat out a large mouthful of black blood, then fell straight down again.
However, the patient in front of Qiao Ran was still lying quietly, without even the groaning sound from before.
Kaisar was overjoyed when he saw this, and said proudly:
"My master's treatment is working!"
