Peerless prodigal system

Accompanied by a burning smell, Wu Liang's medicine was really boiled!
Everyone was puzzled.

As a Chinese medicine practitioner, it is the minimum basic skill not to overcook the medicine.

If you can't even do the basic skills, let alone master the heat.

Wu Liang's performance before was amazing. Even if he made a mistake this time, it is impossible to make such a low-level mistake. Could it be that there was less water in the cooking process?
For a time, there were different opinions.

Sheng Chunhua shook his head again and again, and sighed: "It's a pity, it's a pity, in this case, Dr. Wu is really going to lose. I wanted to see who between him and Dr. Meng made more perfect medicine. Now let's see Come on, there is no such possibility, in vain I thought that Dr. Wu is a rare genius once in a hundred years, but now it seems that I came to a conclusion too early, and I was able to boil the medicine, which really disappoints me!"

However, after the burnt smell came from the medicine pot, Wu Liang was not in a hurry to extinguish the fire, nor did he bring down the medicine pot.

He was still shaking the cattail fan, fanning wildly at the medicine pot and flames.

The fire is getting more and more fierce, and the smell of the paste is getting stronger and stronger, and the smell of the paste is all over the scene.

Everyone covered their noses tightly because of the bad smell.

"Doctor Wu, what's wrong with you? Stop it, Doctor Wu, stop it!"

"Doctor Wu, what are you doing? Hurry up and stop, it will be fine if the medicine burns and you can suffer again."

"Yeah, hurry up and stop, there is still time to change the medicinal materials."

The colleagues in the field of traditional Chinese medicine at the scene were all dissuading Wu Liang from turning off the fire first, then pouring out the muddy soup, changing the medicine, and brewing again.

The water friends in the live broadcast room were also discussing heatedly.

"Since the medicine has been boiled, why don't you stop it quickly?"

"I think Wu Liang won't be able to get off the stage. There is a feeling of pretending to fail but still pretending to be hard."

"This is a tasteful live broadcast room. The people at the scene are about to choke to death. The doctors are all wearing masks. Is Wu Liang using witchcraft? It's a dark wind!"

"Wu Liang definitely likes to play mages. This is the incarnation of Bian Que. Hurry up and add a few layers of poison to kill everyone."

"Master Wu failed to pretend to be coercive, I beg Master Wu to pretend to be coercive again."

Although the barrage in the live broadcast room was a bit joyful and ridiculed, everyone felt that Wu Liang was embarrassing now.

Even the pot of medicine is mushy, what kind of medicine is still fried, isn't this nonsense.

However, Wu Liang still didn't stop, he shook the cattail fan and fanned the flame vigorously, this is the rhythm of boiling the sea into Nibatang.

Seeing this, Meng Sanyang sneered complacently: "Wu Liang, you are still not good at learning, you don't even know the basics. In my opinion, you can only be regarded as a modern Chinese medicine doctor. Compared with ancient Chinese medicine, you are still inferior. It’s far away, it’s okay for you to play with needles, but as for decocting medicine, it’s really terrible!”

Modern Chinese medicine uses Chinese herbal medicine granules to replace the decoction process of ancient Chinese medicine.

That's why Meng Sanyang mocked Wu Liang as a modern Chinese medicine doctor.

It's not that modern Chinese medicine is criticized by people, but from the perspective of the Chinese medicine community, the more ancient Chinese medicine is inherited, the more orthodox Chinese medicine is, and the knowledge of Chinese medicine received is also the most orthodox.

This is similar to having no family and no sect and being decent.

Wu Liang didn't talk to Meng Sanyang at all, but continued to boil the medicine with concentration.

In his eyes, Meng Sanyang is nothing but an onion.

In his eyes, the successor of the Meng family's famous medical hall is just a scumbag.

When it comes to the inheritance of Chinese ancient Chinese medicine, you, Meng Sanyang, are nothing. Even if you pull out your father Meng Tianzhuo, he is still a scumbag.

Wu Liang really didn't mean to look down on people. His medical skills were all inherited from the king of medicine, Sun Simiao.

Finally, Sheng Chunhua couldn't stand it anymore.

He thought it was inappropriate for Wu Liang to suffer even though the herbal medicines were all muddy.

Whether the smell is bad or not is not the most important thing, the main reason is that it doesn't make any sense for Wu Liang to continue cooking like this.

"Doctor Wu, please stop, if this continues, even the pot of medicine will be cracked by you." Sheng Chunhua shook his head.

He felt that he had been mistaken before, thinking that Wu Liang was a genius in traditional Chinese medicine, but now it seems that there are flaws.

Sheng Chunhua affirmed Wu Liang's high-level ability in pulse diagnosis, but he thought Wu Liang was a layman who knew nothing about decocting medicine.

Wu Liang responded with a smile: "President Sheng, don't worry, it's just that the smell is a bit unpleasant, and everyone is wearing masks."

"Doctor Wu, why are you doing this? Do you have to boil the pot of medicine and crack it? Hurry up, Doctor Wu, hurry up." Sheng Chunhua frowned and tried to dissuade him again.

Wu Liang laughed and said, "President Sheng, you guessed it right, it's really a boil!"

In fact, Wu Liang's purpose was to boil the pot of medicine to pieces!

He has his own ideas, but it is difficult for ordinary people to think about deeper levels, so they misunderstand what he is doing at this time.

When hearing such a reply, Sheng Chunhua couldn't help shaking his head and sighing even more heavily.

"For the sake of face, why bother? No one will say anything to you when you stop. At worst, start over from the beginning. Now there is still time to reapply and decoct the medicine. Why do you have to be paranoid to boil this pot of medicine? What a brain!"

Sheng Chunhua secretly analyzed in his heart.

In order to crack the medicine pot, Wu Liang even used the golden body attribute.

The golden body attribute can strengthen Wu Liang's strength, even the wind blowing with his mouth and the wind blowing with a fan can strengthen his strength.

suddenly!

There was a crisp sound!
The medicine pot is cracked!

As long as the fire is too high, the medicine pot will be burned, so generally boil medicine with a low fire.

With this crisp cracking sound, the bottom of the medicine pot has been shattered into half.

But at this time, there was no soup flowing out at all, because the soup had been boiled dry, leaving only black things.

The medicine pot was boiled and cracked, and everyone couldn't calm down now.

Meng Sanyang smiled triumphantly at Wu Liang and said, "Hey, Wu Liang, you see that you have boiled the pot of medicine, it's really good, you are the most unreliable genius doctor I've ever seen, and you can turn the medicine into pieces. The medicine pot is cracked, this genius doctor is really rare, it seems that I did a good job in cracking down on counterfeiting today, the law is clear, you finally showed up, you fake genius doctor, in order to invite celebrities to collude with you to act for everyone to see, it must be a crime It’s a disgrace to the Chinese medicine community!”

Meng Sanyang finally saw the dawn of victory. In order to wash away the shame of the previous rounds, he deliberately labeled Wu Liang as a "fake genius doctor", and even slandered him for hiring celebrities to act and jointly hype. Wu Liang was ruined.

After Meng Sanyang's incitement, both the people in the industry and the audience in the live broadcast room accused Wu Liang one after another.

Not all of them, but most of them.

This is called when the wall collapses and everyone pushes it, and when the pot cracks, everyone laughs at it.