Chapter 2833 Unmatched Speed

The women finally understood Elder Hu’s status. Li Xinyue said, "Then this competition should be very fair; the judges won’t favor those mediocre doctors!"

"Of course, Elder Hu’s appearance seems to be an attempt to express the stance of Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioners to society through this event!"

"It’s starting, it’s starting, sisters, quickly sit back." Su Lio said excitedly. On the TV, the host announced the start of the competition, and a timer appeared on the screen. Every three minutes, a mark would appear. Anyway, the total time was thirty minutes, so using too much time in the beginning would leave insufficient time for later patients.

The final judgment is determined by the judging panel. There’s no specific standard, but the four judges guarantee fairness, pledging with their honor.

At the beginning of the competition, one of the patients from the twelve groups walked over to Li Yifei, while another stood in front of Yan Qiu, maintaining a one-meter distance as required, all wearing shorts and short sleeves to expose some parts of their bodies.

The participants in the competition are not allowed to speak carelessly to ensure fairness.

Wu Shuwei clenched her fists, and it was true that she was not nervous. If Li Yifei lost this competition, it wouldn’t just be a loss of eleven billion; it would also be a loss of face. So, he couldn’t lose. Although Wu Shuwei knew Li Yifei’s amazing capabilities, she couldn’t help but be nervous.

Elder Hu and others sat below, waiting for the patients diagnosed by the two on stage to come over for their diagnosis and observing both sides.

Li Yifei looked up at the child in front of him, around eight or nine years old, standing there timidly. Li Yifei smiled at him, and the child smiled back. A distance of one meter is actually quite close. Li Yifei could smell some scents from the other child, smelling like... milk and eggs from breakfast, and chocolate.

Hmm, this is beyond observing; it’s smelling. Li Yifei smiled, looking at the little boy. He projected his aura, surrounding the boy, seemingly forming an invisible field that appeared as if this invisible power could lift the boy up at any time.

Of course, this is impossible, at least not something Li Yifei could do now. As his aura enveloped, Li Yifei’s sensory capabilities released, and because the boy was not a cultivator, he naturally had no resistance whatsoever. In less than a minute, Li Yifei had already made a basic judgment.

Whether a person is sick is almost a certain thing. If there is an illness, it will surely be there. However, the human body’s immune system is strong, and some diseases might never manifest, much like how the human body contains countless bacteria and viruses, which can sometimes comprise a good portion of the body’s mass but don’t affect normal survival, so this can’t be considered a disease.

As for an illness, the boy indeed had one. Though not severe, it was an extremely difficult-to-treat illness—leukemia. Leukemia has many types and is also known as a form of blood cancer, very hard to treat, with a very high fatality rate, especially among minors.

Li Yifei was almost certain this condition existed within the boy’s body. He frowned, surprised that the first patient he diagnosed turned out to have such a condition. This boy was barely eight or nine years old and already had a near-terminal illness.

Sighing, Li Yifei wrote down the boy’s number on paper and noted, "Leukemia, type unknown, requires specific examination, another place with a bone fracture, though healed, but the bone was not aligned properly, and still feels quite uncomfortable!"

This was his diagnosis. If someone were watching next to him, they’d likely be astounded and shake their head repeatedly, disbelieving. How could he determine the boy had leukemia just by a look? It’s either he already knew the child’s condition in advance, or he was making it up, since leukemia requires some time to investigate and can’t yield immediate results.

Of course, at this moment, no one else would see this. Cameras were also not allowed to capture the text on the diagnosis sheet; it could only be disclosed after the judges’ verdict. Li Yifei’s handwriting was beautiful, flowing yet recognizable at a glance, unlike some doctors whose writing resembled a heavenly book or scrawly handwriting.

After checking one patient, Li Yifei said, "Next."

"What? The veteran finished with a patient already?" The audience was in astonishment. That was incredibly fast. Checking the time, only a minute and a bit had passed, and he had already finished with one patient and wrote the diagnosis?

"Impossible, veteran, are you joking?" Netizens in front of their screens also shook their heads, not because they doubted the veteran, but because it was hard to believe.

The Li family women sighed in relief upon seeing Li Yifei’s relaxed expression, knowing he was confident, and therefore they weren’t worried.

Elder Hu and others were slightly surprised, not expecting Li Yifei to be so fast. They were even prepared to request an extension if it appeared he couldn’t finish diagnosing in time. After all, this competition was inherently unfair to Li Yifei, who wasn’t a Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioner and only studied a bit. Elder Hu didn’t believe he could truly master Traditional Chinese Medicine. Yet Li Yifei quickly finished diagnosing the first patient, leaving them dumbfounded too.

Yan Qiu, meanwhile, was trying hard to focus, concentrating on his diagnosis... or to guess the condition, as it wasn’t easy for him to judge the basic condition by observation alone. So, two minutes later, Yan Qiu wrote: "Deficiency of Qi and blood, weak liver function, lack of sleep, menstrual irregularities, cold hands and feet..."

After finishing, he called the next patient. Yan Qiu had spent three minutes, even though he had written quickly, while Li Yifei had already finished with the second patient. Whether by bad luck or coincidence, the second patient also had health issues. Though smiling, under Li Yifei’s senses, the patient had problems; there were weak heartbeats every five or six beats, and his face was very red, indicating cardiovascular issues. But more critically, there were problems in the lungs, though Li Yifei couldn’t determine whether it was a tumor, effusion, or cancer, so he wrote: "Signs of heart stoppage, cardiovascular problems, serious lung issues."

Being unsure, he didn’t write with full conviction. On the other side, Yan Qiu felt a bit anxious, as he had examined only one patient while Li Yifei had already done two. This seemed absurd; how could he be so fast? Realizing this, Yan Qiu wanted to speed up to ensure he wouldn’t lose to Li Yifei in diagnostic speed.

However, Li Yifei maintained his rapid pace, leaving both the audience and online viewers confused, believing that Li Yifei’s speed was too fast, nearly unbelievable. If diagnosing someone was this quick, there’d be much less need for doctors.

The third patient had no issues, and Li Yifei breathed a sigh of relief, hoping he wasn’t cursed to find a problem with everyone he diagnosed. If he could choose, he’d prefer these people to be mostly healthy.

Quickly, six patients had been examined, and Li Yifei began diagnosing the patients from Yan Qiu’s side—a young woman, around nineteen, pale-faced with light makeup, appearing a bit shy. Standing in front of Li Yifei, she clasped her hands over her belly, blushing as she made eye contact, lightly biting her lips. Li Yifei smiled at her, and she returned the smile.

This girl was previously diagnosed by Yan Qiu, following a usual routine. Knowing her young age, he avoided writing about gynecological issues but noted menstrual irregularities, cold womb precautions, the importance of warmth, and avoiding raw and cold foods, and staying up late as her hair loss was severe. In his subjective view, a young girl like her shouldn’t have a sexual life, so he didn’t consider gynecological diseases, although without that restriction, he could have noted some.

However, Li Yifei noticed something wrong. This girl not only had a sexual life but was also pregnant. There were two life signs in her belly, feeling over two months old, indicating a formed embryo—twins, in fact. She wore loose shorts and a short sleeve, so it wasn’t visible, especially since pregnancies around two months aren’t obvious.

Looking at the blushing, shy girl, Li Yifei sighed internally and wrote: "Fetal size between two to three months, twins. It is suggested that the parents take her to a hospital for a checkup. Severe inflammatory issues in her YIN tract, with a foul smell even through clothing. If she plans to have children, it’s suggested to treat this condition first."

This was his diagnosis sheet. If given to Yan Qiu, he’d likely laugh till his teeth fell out because, in his view, it was impossible. Could a girl under twenty be pregnant? Obviously, but Yan Qiu didn’t detect any pregnancy signs, and at two to three months, he couldn’t tell.

Li Yifei had already filled one sheet, switching to another, pressing it under the first while nodding to the girl, saying, "Next."

Yan Qiu had checked only four patients, while Li Yifei already saw seven, marking his pace as exceptionally fast—the time was just over twelve minutes, with eighteen minutes left and five more people to diagnose, ensuring plenty of time even with a slight slowdown.

Over there, He Ming and Wang Dafu were equally shocked, still thinking Li Yifei was putting on airs; they couldn’t believe anyone could diagnose this quickly.

Elder Hu and others started examining the first patient, also with Li Yifei’s diagnosis on their table, marked with numbers. Elder Hu and his team individually diagnosed the person, writing their findings and comparing their results with Li Yifei’s and Yan Qiu’s diagnoses. If the majority matched, it would be deemed a correct diagnosis.