While waiting, several doctors entered the guesthouse.

No one mentioned above was concerned, and no one cared too much. The last person who came immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Yo, isn't this Mr. Socrates?"

The manager of the guesthouse ran out in person and welcomed him enthusiastically.

Socrates was a doctor for generations and made significant contributions to human medical research, which was extremely amazing.

And this Socrates is the best in their family today.

Please don't move easily.

The manager once sent someone to ask him to come out with a large number of precious gifts. But people didn't even look at it. They didn't like money or reputation, and they focused on studying medicine, but they didn't come out at all.

It makes things difficult for the manager to be embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, I didn't expect that Socrates took the initiative to participate in the doctor selection this time.

The sun really hit the west.

The manager said politely: "Mr. Socrates, what wind blows you?"

Socrates smiled and said, "It was entrusted by a friend to ask me to treat Chairman Jiang."

"Friend? Which friend?"

"Sorry, that friend didn't want to be named."

"Doing good deeds without leaving a name? It's really a real man's job!" The manager said with admiration: "If you can invite you to come out, that friend must be a very amazing person."

In fact, the manager's mind was also muttering: Socrates did not love money, and did not love fame. Who could use what means to ask him to come out?

The manager actually ignored a little.

This man doesn't love money or fame, but he can be lustful! It's said that heroes are sad to pass the beauty, and Socrates can't escape Laura's beauty.

The manager shouted: "Mr. Socrates doesn't have to participate in the selection. Pass directly. You can sit in the inner room first and meet Director Jiang later with the doctor who passed the selection."

These words were surprising.

After so many years, this is the first time that a doctor has gone to see Jiang Hanfei directly without having to participate in the selection.

It is enough to show Socrates's reputation.

Aries said dissatisfiedly: "Isn't this good? Can't you treat everyone equally?"

Before the manager could speak, Mo Yuan sarcastically said: "This selection is originally intended to eliminate people who are just a fuss and select real scholars. Socrates is famous all over the world and has excellent medical skills, so why should I choose it in one go?"

"Do you think everyone is like you two, who are here to cheat food and drink?"

While he was praising Socrates, he also did not forget to mock Jiang Ce.

Aries's heart was filled with anger.

Jiang Ce was drinking tea leisurely and contentedly. In fact, he didn't care about these sarcastic words at all. Whether he had real talent or not was not a verbal statement.

What's more, his purpose this time is not to quarrel with others.

He wanted to make a clear move on whether Jiang Hanfei was his father, and what kind of disease did Jiang Hanfei suffer from.

The rest of the matter is not important.

After more than ten minutes, the manager saw that everyone was almost here, so he gathered everyone in a large conference hall.

He walked onto the stage and said according to the procedure: "This doctor selection is still the same rule, with three questions in total. Everyone present, who can complete any of them, even if they pass the selection."

There are only one question that needs to be completed.

It sounds quite simple.

But everyone who came knew that the pass rate of every doctor selection was so low that the three questions were probably very difficult. It was not that easy to solve.

The manager clapped his hands, "First, the first question,"

As soon as the voice fell, a middle-aged man was supported by someone and walked onto the stage. Someone moved a chair and asked him to sit down.

The man's face was pale and he kept coughing.

The coughing person had goose bumps all over his body.

The manager said lightly: "This is the first question."

Everyone looked at each other. What is the first question? Isn’t this a living person? Where is the question?

The housekeeper smiled and explained: "This gentleman has always been in good health. I don't know what went wrong recently. He has been coughing and can't stop."

"Who can anyone here cure his cough? Then you will be able to complete this question."

"You have 15 minutes to observe, and now start."

Everyone walked onto the stage and observed the man in detail, looking at his tongue, touching his pulse, and taking his body temperature. They also asked questions, and even asked the man if he had any family genetic diseases.

15min passed quickly.

Everyone sat back in their original position.

The manager continued: "Now, you have 5 minutes to write down the treatment plan, whether to dispense medicine or surgery, even if you write it. But I have to remind you that you are doctors, and you must not bet on the purpose of passing the selection. If you are not sure, don't write the plan randomly."

"It's okay if you can't solve it, there are two more questions to choose from."

"But if you cure people, you will not only not be able to pass the selection, but you will not have to come here again in the future!"

"Okay, the 5min time starts, everyone starts."

Everyone looked at each other, each holding paper and pen, hesitating.

Some people have seen some of the names, but they are not sure and dare not write.

If it cannot be cured, there will be no next time.

"Just...give up?"

"Yes, if this disease cannot be cured, we will not be able to come in the future and we cannot bet on the spot."

"There are two other questions you can try, don't bet on this question."

"What I said is, what I said."

The vast majority of people choose to give up.

After writing, a small number of people thought about it carefully, then kneaded the paper in their hands into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

After 4 minutes, only Mo Yuan completed the plan.

He held his head up and handed the treatment plan to the manager. When he walked back, he looked at Jiang Ce intentionally or unintentionally, and saw that Jiang Ce's paper was empty.

Mo Yuan smiled.

"Mr. Nan Guo, weren't you quite arrogant before? Why did you say that I would lose to you?"

"Haha, if you don't write a word, how can you beat me?"

"It's true that it's the same as I thought. Your doctors in Jiangnan District are all food buckets, garbage, and smelly shit!"

After saying that, he swaggered back to his seat.

Aries frowned and was quite unhappy.

He looked at Jiang Ce's blank paper and asked anxiously: "Doctor Jiang, is this man's disease really that difficult to treat?"

Jiang Ce smiled awkwardly.

"It's not difficult to treat the disease, but this prescription is a bit difficult to prescribe. I really couldn't think of any suitable medicine for a while."

Suddenly, he remembered what Mo Yuan had just said and suddenly felt inspiration.

"Ha. Yes, isn't the thing he said just a good medicine?"

Immediately, Jiang Ce picked up the pen and wrote down the prescription on the paper.

Aries watched from the side.

After seeing the prescription written by Jiang Ce, Aries's face turned green, "Doctor Jiang, are you... serious?"

It’s not that Aries was surprised, it was because Jiang Ce wrote the prescription too bizarre.

Jiang Ce folded the prescription, "Please hand it over."

Aries was anxious. "Doctor Jiang, don't joke, this is not a joke!"

"Just hand it over."

"Uh...yes."

Faced with Jiang Ce's instructions, even if Aries had ten thousand reluctances and ten thousand doubts, they had to implement them.

He felt that the prescription in his hand was heavier than Mount Tai.

After submitting the prescription, Aries felt desperate to die.

"Time is here."

The manager looked at the paper handed over and said, "There are only two plans in total. It seems that this gentleman's illness has made everyone feel difficult."
To be continued...