Trading system, I exchanged vegetables for golden pills.

The vehicle moved slowly, and the heat wave mixed with the slightly unpleasant smell of exhaust fumes rushed directly into the car.

"Ye Chen, close the window. This smell makes me carsick!" Auntie pinched her nose and frowned as she spoke.

Ye Chen dawdled before finally closing the window a little.

Motion sickness? Haha, motion sickness is the best thing, it keeps you quiet.

He didn't know how to have a friendly and cordial conversation with his second aunt.

If it weren't for her second uncle and Tingting being there, Ye Chen would have kicked her out of the car.

Perhaps because traffic jams do make people carsick, his second aunt did talk less, and Ye Chen was happy to have some peace and quiet.

It was 9:30 when they drove back to the hotel.

Ye Chen went straight back to Longjin Residential Area. The assessment was tomorrow, and although he was very confident, he still crammed for the academic subjects at the last minute.

Ye Chen didn't know how he fell asleep, he only knew that when he woke up, the book was covering his face!

It seems he can only concentrate on his studies at school. Ye Chen said he had no recollection of what he watched last night.

After washing up, he went out and joined the elderly folks for another day of health-preserving Tai Chi.

However, this time Ye Chen's mind was focused on the sunrise, so he had to make the most of those few dozen seconds!

Finally, a sliver of red appeared in the sky!

Here it comes!

Ye Chen activated the Profound Heaven Breathing Technique ahead of time!

A familiar, refreshing coolness swept over him, and Ye Chen frantically absorbed it like a whale swallowing water, trying to absorb as much of the meager spiritual energy as possible.

After several tens of seconds, Ye Chen stopped his breathing exercises, seemingly still unsatisfied.

Unfortunately, it's too thin. If one relies on this little bit of spiritual energy, even a lifetime of cultivation would probably only leave one a novice cultivator.

It's not as effective as training in combat sports!

But there's nothing we can do about it. Little by little, we'll learn. Let's keep practicing.

9 o'clock in the morning.

Ye Chen arrived at the assessment location, Lucheng City Central Hospital.

Old Xie was already waiting for him at the door.

Led by Elder Xie, Ye Chen arrived at an office.

A nurse poured them a cup of tea and then left.

They waited for more than ten minutes before a man in his fifties wearing a white coat walked in with two young men, each carrying a pen and paper.

"Hehe, Mr. Xie, I'm sorry for being late. Mondays are usually quite busy!" the person said with a smile.

"It's not late, we just arrived a little while ago!" Old Xie smiled slightly.

Today is Ye Chen's assessment, so waiting a little while won't hurt.

Then three more people came in together, chatting and laughing as they entered.

He looked to be in his forties or fifties; he must be one of the examiners.

All eyes were on Ye Chen, scrutinizing him from head to toe.

"Old Zeng hasn't arrived yet, let's chat about the basics first. Young man, please introduce yourself!" Director Wang said with a smile.

Although they looked at Ye Chen with strange expressions, they maintained a friendly demeanor on the surface because Elder Xie was present.

Ye Chen had already seen through everyone's expressions, but he could understand them, after all, he was so young.

They probably think he got in through connections!

"Good morning, examiners. My name is Ye Chen. My grandfather was a renowned traditional Chinese medicine doctor, and I have been learning from him since childhood. His dying wish was for me to carry on his legacy and heal the sick. I am skilled in acupuncture, and I would appreciate any guidance you examiners may offer today!"

Ye Chen adopted a very humble attitude.

Director Wang nodded: "A family of doctors, not bad!"

"Young man, assessments are always rigorous. I hope you understand that we won't go easy on you today just because of Mr. Xie's relationship. If you don't have real skills, I advise you to leave on your own. It'll save face for everyone."

A middle-aged examiner wearing gold-rimmed glasses spoke frankly.

Ye Chen nodded to indicate that he understood.

Director Wang then received a phone call. After a moment, he hung up and said, "Old Zeng has something to attend to and can't make it. Let's begin!"

Old Xie discreetly withdrew, saying, "Brother Ye, keep it up!"

Ye Chen smiled and nodded.

Director Wang glanced at the departing Elder Xie, his expression turning serious and earnest:

"Ye Chen, there's no precedent for this, but someone is vouching for you, and the higher-ups have said that if you can successfully treat 10 patients today, we can consider you to have passed the assessment!"

The examiner with gold-rimmed glasses slowly spoke up: "I hope you take this seriously. Practical skills are not child's play. If we discover any violations during the assessment, we will immediately terminate the test, and you will be held responsible for any consequences!"

Ye Chen nodded seriously: "Alright, examiners, I'm ready. We can begin at any time!"

The group exchanged glances before Director Wang called a nurse to bring the patient in.

The first patient was suffering from a cold, and Ye Chen could tell something from the moment the patient entered the room.

Ye Chen sat at the consultation table, took the patient's pulse, and examined his tongue, confirming that it was just a common cold.

"This is a typical case of wind-cold syndrome. Simply relieve the exterior symptoms and dispel the cold, combined with acupuncture, and you'll recover quickly!"

Ye Chen looked at the group of examiners and spoke loudly.

Everyone nodded slightly, not at all surprised. After all, if they didn't even know the most basic diagnosis of typhoid fever, there was no point in taking the test.

Ye Chen picked up the prepared silver needles and immediately began the procedure.

This time, he deliberately slowed down the needle's movement so that the examiners could see it clearly and make it easier to judge.

Even so, Ye Chen's technique still caught the attention of the group.

The acupoints are accurately identified, the needle insertion is decisive, and the movements are fluid and graceful.

By observing just one aspect, they gained a new understanding of Ye Chen's acupuncture.

Everyone nodded in agreement. No wonder he was said to be proficient in acupuncture; he certainly had some real skill.

At such a young age, his skills are so mature; he must have put in a lot of hard work.

After Ye Chen finished treating the first patient, the examiners exchanged glances, nodded, and made notes on their papers.

The second patient also had a cold, but it was a case of wind-heat syndrome.

Ye Chen made an accurate judgment and suggested a treatment method. Director Wang nodded, signaling Ye Chen to continue.

Using the same formation but different acupoints, Ye Chen's acupuncture technique once again won the approval of several examiners.

The following patients had various ailments, including headaches, fever, diarrhea, coughs, cervical spondylosis, menstrual irregularities, general weakness, and abdominal pain.

Ye Chen accurately diagnosed the condition and explained the treatment plan!

The prescriptions were written, and the acupuncture was performed—not a single mistake was made!

The assessment process went very smoothly!

The way people looked at Ye Chen was also subtly changing; it was no longer the way they looked at a newcomer.

Putting everything else aside, Ye Chen's acupuncture skills have definitely surpassed those of many people.

To have such expertise at such a young age, he is indeed qualified to practice medicine.

Director Wang even extended an olive branch: "Ye Chen, congratulations on passing the specialty assessment. Your acupuncture skills are indeed very advanced. Would you be interested in working at the hospital?"

Just then, a nurse rushed in, saying, "Director Wang, Dr. Zeng has suddenly fainted! You must go and see him right away!"