Dingbei Hou's doctor brother

Lu Ziqing stared at the test paper, and wrote as if possessed by a god, his words flowing as smoothly as running water.

In such a short time, he had to accurately answer eight questions from dialectics to treatment, leaving him no time to stop and think.

Time passed minute by minute, Lu Ziqing stared at the answer sheet, and the brush in his hand shook rapidly.

Chi Musheng stood aside, staring at the burning incense, his face even more nervous and ugly than the person who answered.

In the past, written examinations mostly consisted of six questions, but today there were eight, which obviously increased the difficulty of the test paper.

With so many questions, not only do you need to be quick in reaction, but your hands must also be fast. To put it bluntly, if your hands can't keep up, you won't be able to finish copying them even if you put them in front of you.

Although he usually swore that he believed in Lu Ziqing's ability, when the critical moment came, he couldn't help but worry for him.

The other colleagues had mixed expressions. Looking at Lu Ziqing's amazing hand speed, they couldn't help but judge themselves in their hearts. They didn't know what they were thinking, and they either nodded or shook their heads.

This stick of incense flies by for the person answering the question, but it seems extremely long for the spectators.

The red incense slowly burns out in wisps of smoke.

Chi Musheng frowned, clenched his fist and put it into the palm of his other hand, rubbing it hard. His eyes switched back and forth between Hongxiang and Lu Ziqing, and he silently said "hurry up" countless times in his heart.

He didn't know why, but he was not as nervous as he was now when he took the exam. In less than two blinks of an eye, his palms were covered with sweat.

Just when he was about to silently say "hurry up" again, Lu Ziqing spoke swiftly.

"I've finished answering!"

Chi Musheng quickly looked at Hongxiang. There was only half a fingernail's worth of blood left. He breathed a sigh of relief, and so did his colleagues around him.

Lu Ziqing put down his pen and breathed a sigh of relief. Lin Yi stepped forward and handed the test paper to the examiner.

Gou Dongxi took the test paper and looked at it carefully, then handed it to the person next to him.

Xu Shizhang looked at the paper carefully and nodded silently. The small regular script was extremely neat, and the answers were accurate and detailed.

He said to the imperial physicians standing around, "Come and take a look."

The imperial doctors gathered around to watch, nodded in amazement, and began to discuss in low voices.

"How is this possible? Eight dialectical questions in one stick of incense. Even if the handwritten copy is useless, it can't be written out."

"What on earth did he eat so fast? And...he even answered questions so fluently."

"As for this answer sheet, who would believe that it was written by a country doctor? If it were shown to others, people who didn't know would think it was written by someone from our prestigious university."

"Hehe—Doctor Wu, it looks like your two taels of silver are about to be lost. You must give it to me before you leave on your mission."

"roll--"

"........."

After a round of voting and evaluation, everyone stood on both sides, staring at Gou Dongxi in front of them to make the announcement.

"Lu Ziqing's score for this written examination is A!"

There was an uproar at the scene. Some people were happy about the result while others were sad, especially the old imperial doctors, who had an expression of dissatisfaction in their eyes and faces.

After a short break, we entered the second round of assessment.

Gou Dongxi looked at Lu Ziqing and said, "This second round will be an interview question and answer session. You only need to state your opinions and results."

After he finished speaking, Imperial Physician Sun was the first to step forward and ask questions.

"If someone is wheezing and short of breath, coughing and expectorating, and has a full and stuffy chest, or even palpitations, swelling, and shortness of breath, what are these symptoms? What medicine should be used to treat them?"

Countless eyes were focused on Lu Ziqing. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at Doctor Sun and answered calmly.

"This should be a bloated lung."

Everyone at the scene looked surprised. Amidst their amazement, Lu Ziqing gave the treatment method.

"Lung distension can progress in many different ways. If you experience coughing, wheezing, heavy breathing, yellow, sticky phlegm that's difficult to cough up, chest fullness and irritability, bulging eyes, and a slippery and rapid pulse, this is phlegm-heat stagnating in the lungs."

"The main focus should be on clearing the lungs, relieving heat, and calming the stomach and asthma. You can use a combination of ephedra, licorice, ginger, and pinellia tuber, and then add a lung-clearing and phlegm-resolving formula."

Doctor Sun asked, "What if the phlegm-heat damages the body fluids, causing dry mouth and tongue?"

Lu Ziqing said: "You can add Radix Trichosanthis, Rhizoma Anemarrhenae and Radix Ophiopogonis."

At this time, Doctor Shen in the crowd seemed dissatisfied and stepped out to ask questions.

"Let me ask you, if this person's breathing is shallow and difficult to continue, their cough is weak and timid, their mouth is open and their shoulders are raised, they are leaning on their backs to breathe and cannot lie flat, their heart is anxious and their pulse is deep, thready and weak, what are these symptoms?"

This question made the imperial doctors nod their heads repeatedly and applaud softly.

Lu Ziqing turned his eyes and thought for a while, then he stared at Doctor Shen and answered.

"This should be a sign of lung and kidney... Qi deficiency. The main treatment is to nourish the lungs and kidneys, lower Qi and calm asthma. You can choose a combination of Pinellia, dried ginger, Poria, and thick tonics..."

Imperial Physician Shen frowned slightly, his face showing visible surprise, and he continued to add as if he was not convinced.

"What if the lungs are weak and cold?"

Lu Ziqing raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "Then add cinnamon twig and asarum."

He was able to answer several questions fluently and calmly. Doctor Shen was so embarrassed that his face turned pale and he was speechless. He shook his sleeves and retreated into the crowd.

Imperial Physician Sun narrowed his eyes and stared at Lu Ziqing.

This kid not only passed the written test in a very short time, but was also able to easily answer questions from the seniors present.

An uncontrollable feeling of powerlessness arose spontaneously in his mind. He couldn't help but think that even Lu Quan fell into the hands of this kid. He really underestimated him at the beginning.

Compared to the jealous faces of most people, Xu Shizhang and Chi Musheng were smiling and looked very relieved.

They knew that this assessment was a little unfair to Lu Ziqing, and they did not expect that Lu Ziqing could pass every level, which was beyond their expectations.

In addition to Imperial Physician Sun and Imperial Physician Shen, there were other people who were dissatisfied and stood up one after another.

Whether it's in the field of pulse diagnosis, gynecology, pediatrics, or acupuncture and moxibustion, or the Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases...

Everyone asked Lu Ziqing a series of critical questions, as if they were determined not to give up until this country itinerant doctor was kicked out of the Imperial Hospital.

The normal assessment gradually evolved into a scene where Lu Ziqing debated with a group of scholars, and the scene was noisy.

This obviously goes beyond the scope of assessment. It would be more appropriate to say that it is a gang up to bully others.

The interview questions and answers should have ended long ago, but this debate alone took almost an hour.

Xu Shizhang had long been dissatisfied, and now he could bear it no longer. He glanced at the person sitting next to him and asked in a cold voice, "Master Gou, are you satisfied with this show?"

Gou Dongxi raised his eyebrows and looked at the imperial physicians arguing with each other in front of him, with an expression of disapproval.

"I don't understand what Master Xu means."

Xu Shizhang said, "In the Imperial Hospital's assessments, the interview question and answer section has never lasted longer than an incense stick. You just watched everyone attack Lu Ziqing for almost an hour without even calling it a day. Isn't this intentional?"