Mr. Qin, Please Advise Me

No one objected to Han Jae-jae and continued: "The third game is to operate on a critically ill patient. The first medical team to complete the operation and succeed is the winner. Rest assured, the condition of critically ill patients is the same. Yes. Is there anything you don't understand about this game?"

Seeing that no one spoke, Han Zai nodded, "Now please recommend a representative to come to power and select a patient."

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing who to recommend to go up. They naturally hope that people from their own side will go up to extract, but this is not what they say.

"Since everyone can't decide, let's do it this way. Everyone draws a card, and whoever draws the ace of spades will come up and draw." Han Jae-in winked at Park Hye-jin, who was beside him, and motioned her to get a deck of poker. Card.

Park Huizhen nodded, walked aside, took out a deck of cards, walked to the first row on the right, and began to let everyone draw.

Song Yanning swiped with her divine sense, and the corner of her mouth raised a hint of mockery. When it was her turn to draw the deck of cards, it happened to be the ace of spades, because it was the last card and she had no choice. It seems that Han Jaya has already made arrangements, just waiting for her to go up to extract patients. She can be sure that Han Jaya has another move.

Park Hye-jin walked up to Song Yanning and handed the remaining poker card to her, "Sorry! There's only this one."

"I choose to abstain." Song Yanning said quietly.

"Sorry, we don't have this rule." Park Hye-jin put the playing cards in Song Yanning's hand.

Han Jaya gave Song Yanning a provocative smile.

Song Yanning looked at Han Jaya with a half-smile but turned over the cards in her hand, so that he could clearly see the cards in her hand.

When Han Jae-in saw that Song Yanning was not holding the ace of spades but the three of hearts, he gritted his teeth angrily. how is this possible? He clearly arranged it.

"I got it." Avril stood up and walked onto the stage.

Han Zai glared at Song Yanning, looked away, and opened a page, "Doctor Avril, just click OK." Fortunately, he had already made arrangements. If Song Yanning came up, it would not be this page.

Avril nodded and pressed the OK button, and a name quickly popped up, An Yiqiao.

Not long after, An Yiqiao was brought to the scene.

Song Yanning glanced at An Yiqiao and already knew her situation.

"I see her complexion is dark and yellow, with partial pigmentation, it should be irregular menstruation." Jin Lao looked at An Yiqiao and concluded.

Dean Liu nodded in agreement, preparing to write down the diagnosis results on a piece of paper. He has been a doctor for more than 30 years, and he knows such cases at a glance. Chinese medicine is good at this, as long as you look at the face, you can roughly see the other party's condition.

"President Liu, I don't think the other party is the problem." Song Yanning said.

Dean Liu and Elder Jin both looked at Song Yanning.

"President Liu and I have been in medicine for thirty or forty years, aren't we as good as you?" Old Jin snorted displeasedly.

"Elder Jin, don't get angry, let's listen to what Dr. Song has to say." President Liu reached out and patted Lao Jin on the shoulder, comforting him. He knew that Mr. Jin had an opinion on Song Yanning, and he had persuaded him, but Mr. Jin was stubborn and insisted on his own opinion.

"Those symptoms are all drawn, just to confuse your audio-visual, the other party is not sick at all." Song Yanning said affirmatively. Han Jaya is really despicable.