The process continued, and the competition went on. Li Yifei's speed in diagnosing was remarkably fast, almost dizzying. Many spectators both inside and outside the venue couldn't help but worry, wondering if his method of diagnosing patients after a quick glance was effective, or was it a joke?
However, both the people inside and outside the venue could only worry, including Wu Shuwei and others. They believed in Li Yifei, but they did not know his exact situation.
The competition continued as Yan Qiu's back, forehead, and hands were sweating. He had a timer on his desk with three minutes left, yet he hadn't diagnosed five patients. It's known that the brain consumes significantly when operating at high speed, and as the time approached, Yan Qiu felt tense, a powerful pressure bearing down on him, even affecting his breathing. His hand holding the pen began to sweat profusely, almost unable to hold it.
