Based on past experience, the medical competition mainly divides into two sections: Traditional Chinese Medicine and Western Medicine. Due to the substantial differences in both form and essence, these two types of colleges are separated during the competition.

That is to say, when the medical competition begins, there are actually two types of competitions: some participate in the Traditional Chinese Medicine segment, others in the Western Medicine segment. It’s only in the finals that the advancing competitors from both segments face off.

Judging from the results of past medical competitions, the Western Medicine segment is far more popular than Traditional Chinese Medicine at the beginning. However, in the final competition, Western Medicine is often absolutely suppressed, and those who make it to the top ten are usually Traditional Chinese Medicine students, but those who become famous are always the Western Medicine members.

This is because genuine geniuses in Traditional Chinese Medicine are snapped up by various big forces after the competition, and don’t surface again; while Western Medicine students, even if they don’t win, remain in the urban system to live and work, and often gain recognition in the medical community due to their participation, their reputation spreading far and wide, which explains why Traditional Chinese Medicine is considered to be declining today.

It’s not that Traditional Chinese Medicine is truly declining, but rather that ordinary people simply don’t encounter real masters of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

"That’s basically the situation, and now that you students are starting training, you should be treated differently."

Huang Di concluded and looked hopefully at Tang Ming: "Xiao Tang, what do you think about how to conduct this training?"

"Personally, I’m studying Traditional Chinese Medicine, so I can train the Traditional Chinese Medicine college, but as for Western Medicine, I only know a few simple things and can’t be of much help with the details."

Tang Ming frowned, uncertainly looking at the dozen or so people in front of him: "Who among you studies Traditional Chinese Medicine?"

Zhou Xiaoqian and a male and female raised their hands.

"Only the three of you?"

Tang Ming said in surprise.

"Cough, cough, nowadays fewer young people study Traditional Chinese Medicine. Only a few students selected by our school study Traditional Chinese Medicine."

Huang Di looked awkwardly at Tang Ming.

"Alright then! I can train these few, but as for the others... I can’t help."

Tang Ming shook his head regretfully.

"Tch! I thought we met a really big shot, and it turns out he only knows Traditional Chinese Medicine. What a disappointment."

Lu Zhengyi complained in frustration, and the other Western Medicine students looked disappointed too.

"It’s okay, it’s okay. Training a few is better than none. I believe after Xiao Tang’s training, these few students will definitely achieve good results."

Huang Di awkwardly smiled and didn’t say anything else.

"Since that’s the case, I will take those three for separate training in the coming days. The rest will have to rely on you, Teacher Huang."

Tang Ming nodded and glanced at Zhou Xiaoqian and the other two: "Let’s go."

Then Tang Ming took the three out of the meeting room and headed to the Traditional Chinese Medicine practice building at the Medical College.

"Humph, Teacher Huang, let’s not pay attention to them. I don’t believe that with your personal training, we would lose to him."

After Tang Ming and the others left, Lu Zhengyi snorted coldly.

"Hey! That’s the only way. You must work hard; as long as you achieve a rank in the medical competition, your future will be bright."

Huang Di sighed, his words carrying little confidence, mainly because in recent years, not a single student from the Medical College has passed the preliminary competitions.

The Imperial Capital District preliminary competition for the medical contest will officially start on New Year’s Day, and now there’s only half a month left until New Year’s. All schools in the Imperial City will vigorously train their registered colleges, hoping these colleges get a good result in the medical competition.

In the following half month, Tang Ming diligently trained Zhou Xiaoqian and the others in Traditional Chinese Medicine, imparting as much of his knowledge as he could to them.

Even Liu Mengting and the others knew Tang Ming was preparing for the Traditional Chinese Medicine competition, so nobody bothered him during this time. On the contrary, his female classmates at Medical University frequently came to check in on Tang Ming.

One night, after finishing training, Tang Ming and Zhou Xiaoqian returned to the dormitory. Now, both lived in the same dorm as everyone else.

Upon entering the dorm, Tang Ming noticed Liu Bin had changed his female companion again.

After hanging out at Supreme Realm last time, Liu Bin took many photos that he frequently showed off. This made him more popular among the girls, and in recent times, he switched companions almost daily, sometimes two or three a day, making Tang Ming worry about whether Liu Bin could handle it physically.

Zhu Chenglong and Shi Shwei were relatively stable, but it seemed these two also snuck around outside despite having steady girlfriends.

Initially, Tang Ming was resistant to these matters, but he gradually grew accustomed, as long as he maintained his self-discipline.

When returning to the dormitory, it was late, and Tang Ming carried a basin to the Water Room to wash up, surrounded by onlookers as if he was an anomaly, but he had developed resistance now and busied himself regardless.

"Tang Ming!"

Just when Tang Ming finished washing and was about to return to the dorm, a pretty girl in sexy pajamas blocked his way, her face flushed.

"I know you, you’re Wang Liming, my classmate."

Tang Ming smiled slightly, curious about her: "Do you need something?"

"I’m glad you remember me."

Wang Liming smiled joyfully and handed Tang Ming a piece of paper: "This is a unanimous decision by our dormitory’s four people; you must definitely come."

"What?"

Tang Ming looked puzzled at Wang Liming, but the girl turned and ran, offering no explanation.

Tang Ming curiously opened the white paper and saw it was a drawing. There were two pigeons, a dead sheep, some grass nearby, and a dormitory number in the corner.

"What does this mean?"

Tang Ming looked puzzled, frowning, "Is this abstract art? The drawing skills aren’t even as good as elementary students. Did it really take four people to finish this?"

"Hey, why aren’t you back at the dorm with Zhou Xiaoqian? What are you doing here daydreaming?"

At that moment, Liu Bin came with a basin.

"A classmate gave me a drawing, but I don’t understand it."

Tang Ming uncertainly handed the drawing to Liu Bin.

"Hm?"

Liu Bin glanced at it, suddenly excited: "Is the classmate who gave you this drawing pretty?"

"Not bad! According to you guys, she should be around a five. Plus, she said it was a joint effort of four in her dormitory. What does it mean?"

Tang Ming looked puzzled at Liu Bin.

"A five? Not bad, not bad. Let me handle this. You go keep Zhou Xiaoqian company."

Liu Bin tossed all his things to Tang Ming and hurried towards the dormitory.