Xu Jiakang has never seen such a shameless person. After all, he has a friend. He can treat him like this for some stinky money. Qi Jing has never seen such a person who cherishes money like his life. After all, it is a case discussion meeting of world-renowned emergency department bosses. For that stinky money, he can take such risks. What if he can't pass the test?

After he said the "tip" of green urine, Xu Jiakang gritted his teeth and didn't give a penny more. He directly repeated the answer to "methylene blue treating cyanide poisoning" and wrote it into the space next to green urine.

However, in order to play a different role, he wrote an extra "After a lot of fluid replenishment" in the blue urine grid to highlight the original urine in a colorless state. After this "modification", the answer does look like that, and the most important thing is that it actually passed by Coent.

But looking at the number of people left behind, there is nothing we can do about it.

Even if the review is relaxed, there are only 7 people who can stay now. If the card is more strict, there will only be fewer people who can stay.

Among these seven people, Xu Jiakang is already pretty good. Except for some repetitions of blue and green, the others are very standardized. There are a few answers that are just a word, without any cause and effect, so Coent just relies on his imagination to make up for it.

And those who were screened out were actually even more outrageous.

Many people don’t care much about urine. Most of them can only write three or four, and give up after seeing the question. Some people can write more than five, and after writing, they come to Coent to try their luck. However, eight cups of urine are the bottom line, and unless they are tied to the answer, they cannot pass their review.

As time goes by, fewer and fewer people stay in the classroom, and the agreed 20 minutes will be exhausted.

"Well, have you finished writing it?" Coent took the answers in his hand, looked at the watch on his wrist, and asked Qi Jing in the corner, "Time is coming."

"It's going to be done soon."

Qi Jing spent some time on Xu Jiakang, so his writing was slow.

Just now, it was a case with close correlation. It was very comfortable to write. Basically, I wrote whatever I thought about. But the twelve-color urine is an independent individual who has no relationship. Every time I write one, I have to change my ideas, so it took a long time to go.

"Hi." The blonde female doctor walked up and came to Xu Jiakang and greeted her.

Xu Jiakang was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that he would be approached: "Uh, hey..."

"Beth, Beth Hart." The blonde pointed at herself, stretched out her hand and said, "This is my name."

For her, everyone who can pass the test of Coent has the value of making friends. However, this way of calling her home at the beginning made Xu Jiakang, who had no foundation in love, feel uncomfortable.

Suddenly he met the beauty, and the accelerated heartbeat and soaring blood pressure made his white cheeks flush. The heat of his blood-congested brain made him feel nervous. After all, he was an adult. Xu Jiakang immediately changed his mind and treated all this as a female patient in the emergency room.

"Jakon Xu." He politely shook the other person's hand gently.

"How many cups are you right?" Beth asked with a smile, with a perfume smell on his body.

"Eight cups." Xu Jiakang was a little embarrassed, but he answered calmly, without any intention of hiding it, "It's just enough to pass the exam."

"Do you have any clues about that purple cup?"

"Haha, I've never seen that color before."

"Yes, I haven't seen it before. The questions given by Mr. Coent are too tricky."

After chatting briefly with each other, Beth talked from the branch line to the main line, poked Qi Jing, who was still writing the answer in the distance with his finger: "Have your friend encountered any difficulties?"

It turned out to be to find Qi Jing...

After knowing the other party's real purpose, Xu Jiakang put down his burden and became much more natural: "He? It's really difficult to say it by his own standards."

"His own standards?" Beth was a little surprised, but he didn't care too much, "Don't you go and help him?"

This made Xu Jiakang very embarrassed, and he could only laugh with a self-deprecating voice: "I can't help him, I'm lucky enough to pass my answer with his help."

"Oh? Is he that powerful?"

English is very different from Chinese in terms of word use, so Xu Jiakang nodded after thinking about it for a while.

Beth smiled and looked at his watch: "My friends don't really like him, but I'm looking forward to his answers, hoping to pass Teacher Coent. I just came up with such an excellent answer, if I can't pass the second level, it would be unreasonable."

"Don't worry." Xu Jiakang also laughed, "For him, it doesn't matter if he can pass the exam."

......

After screening two questions, Coenter was very pleased that his students could account for most of the total number of people left. If the first question was a gift for local doctors, the second question was a head-on battle.

The only regret is that no one can completely answer the twelve-color urine.

The most accurate ones are colorless, dark yellow and red, followed by milky white and gray, orange red, blue, green, and soy sauce colors are all difficult, and less than 10% correct. The most difficult ones are black and purple, among which only two black answered, purple became the only one who was alone, and they lost the answer when they saw it.

Since seeing Qi Jing’s answer in the case question just now, Coentt doesn’t think that this young man will disappoint him. Even if time is approaching, he believes that Qi Jing can bring surprises to him.

After a while, Qi Jing wrote and the answer was delivered to the confident Coent.

The surprise he wanted was indeed here, but this surprise was nothing compared to Qi Jing's answer. As his vision moved, the surprise the old man received was constantly expanding, and each word happened to fall at the junction of surprise and shock, making it difficult for him to extricate himself.

The old man seemed to have discovered something new, and his face was very exciting.

These local doctors have never seen their teachers like this. It would be great if the old man could not curse. How could he laugh at the answer?

"What does 'vegetablesponge' mean here? Vegetable sponge?" Coent asked with a smile. "You know, I don't know much about your country, is it a specialty of yours?"

"Oh, it's actually made of a vegetable, called loofah."

"Luffa, oh, yes, I have some impression." Coent nodded repeatedly, "Is it the kind of dishwashing?"

"Yes." Qi Jing explained, "dry it and peel it, and then remove the mesh inside. It can be used to wash dishes or used to make a leak."

"Sieve leaks, so that's it." Cowan nodded, and then pointed to the next place. "I like Chinese cuisine for a while, but I still don't understand the word. What does 'glutinousrice' mean?"

"It's a special kind of rice, softer and stickier, and tastes very good." Qi Jing explained, "Teacher, have you never eaten rice dumplings?"

"No, the most popular things in Seattle are spicy chicken, spicy tofu, dumplings, roast duck, and Yangzhou fried rice." Coenter swallowed unnaturally after thinking about it, and then said, "And there is stinky tofu, oh, I will never forget that smell in my life!"

"Teacher, if you want to eat authentic Chinese cuisine, you have to go to China in person. My motherland is a paradise of food and will not disappoint you."

"Oh? Is it?" Coent said with a smile, "then I will definitely go there when I take a vacation."

Everyone: Hey, pee, pee, pee! Why did you talk about food?!
Chapter completed!