Finished!

Ye Yuanhua's heart sank, and his face was suddenly full of ashes.

"Now both players are standing in the back and the referee is checking to see if the dislocation has been cured. The host's voice sounded at the right time, and Ye Yuanhua was sentenced to the final death sentence.

Ye Yuanhua's whole person seemed to be ten years old, and his body was also rickety, and his body staggered and almost fell.

"Master, are you okay?" the little apprentice of the Ye family hurriedly stepped forward and helped Ye Yuanhua up.

Ye Yuanhua only felt dizzy, and was carried to his rightful position, then waved his hand, and said with a sad face: "It's over, it's over, the old man's name is ......."

At this time, the two assistant referees had already begun to check on the patient's condition.

Ye Yuanhua naturally can't be regarded as a success in orthopedics, but everything is going well on Ni Zhenhuai's side, and the person who treated him not only recovers his mobility, but can even run and jump.

It's clear who wins and loses in this game.

The people of the cold country present cheered loudly, and at the same time, many people began to cheer in unison: "Cold doctor!

The people's cries were like stormy waves, and wave after wave turned into invisible slaps on Ye Yuanhua's face, making his old face flush for a while.

In the end, the referee announced loudly: "In the third game, Ni Zhenhuai won!"

"This cold medical competition has come to a successful conclusion, and the winner - cold doctor Ni Zhenhuai!"

With an arrogant smile on his face, Ni Zhenhuai bowed to the audience present to thank him, then pressed his hand, quieted everyone down, looked at Ye Yuanhua and said: "This so-called first person in traditional Chinese medicine can't even cure a dislocation, it's really embarrassing that you are a doctor." ”

"Even with your medical skills, you dare to shout to challenge my master? I really laugh to death, my master and his old man have a finger stronger than you. ”

"Okay, without further ado, according to the previous agreement, it's time for you to make good on your promise. ”

"With so many viewers present, as well as reporters from the news media, you have to admit in front of everyone that Chinese medicine is not as good as cold medicine, which is a kind of medical skill to gain fame. ”

"After all, you, the first person in the hall of Chinese medicine, have lost in my hands, where else is Chinese medicine qualified to compare with cold doctors?"

Ni Zhenhua's sneering voice made Ye Yuanhua ashamed, if he loses, he loses, and he can't find any reason to refute it at all.

"Okay, in today's competition, I Ye someone lost convincingly. Ye Yuanhua took the microphone in front of him and said gloomily: "I really didn't expect that the technology of cold medicine would develop to such a point. ”

"I think I am the first person in Chinese medicine, but it is really worse than cold medicine, maybe Chinese medicine is really inferior to ......"

Just when Ye Yuanhua was about to say the sentence that Chinese medicine is not as good as cold medicine, Meng Chuan finally couldn't bear it anymore, stood up and said loudly: "Shut up!"

This sentence was blessed by Meng Chuan's magic, and although he did not use a microphone, the voice came into the ears of everyone present.

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw Meng Chuan sit up from the seat in the audience, turn over and walk onto the stage.

"Who is this man, and how did he get on stage?"

"People look a little familiar...... He seems to be the young man who competed with Mr. Song Dashi in medical skills, named Meng Chuan. ”

"Oh, he's Meng Chuan, he looks younger than expected, he should be in his twenties. ”

"It's really inconsiderate to dare to challenge Mr. Song Dashi at such a young age, how can he be Mr. Song Dashi's opponent. ”

"That's not, isn't the old Chinese medicine doctor who is fighting against Mr. Ni Zhenhuai today claiming to be the first person in Chinese medicine, the so-called first person in Chinese medicine can't even compare to Mr. Song Dashi's eldest disciple, let alone this hairy boy. ”

"Mr. Ni Zhenhuai won today, and when the real Zhonghan medical battle is held, Mr. Song Dashi will definitely be able to win another game and completely trample that bullshit Chinese medicine under his feet!"

"I don't know what this surnamed Meng is doing at this time, is it because they Huaxia people can't afford to lose?"

Between the opinions of the audience, Meng Chuan had already walked to Ye Yuanhua's patient.

The surprised eyes of several people on the stage also focused on Meng Chuan.

Ye Yuanhua's face was already gloomy, and at this time, Meng Chuan's coming to power embarrassed him even more, and Ye Yuanhua yelled at Meng Chuan in anger: "The surname Meng, what are you doing at this time?

"I'm telling you, even if you play in today's game, you will only lose even more, and you have no right to laugh at me at all!"

Meng Chuan looked at Ye Yuanhua coldly, and asked directly: "Who gave you the confidence to make you feel that you can speak on behalf of Chinese medicine?"

"There is no end to learning, but learning

After the fur of traditional Chinese medicine, he was ashamed to claim to be the first person in traditional Chinese medicine, even if it was forgotten, he even lost the face of traditional Chinese medicine today. ”

"If it's useless yourself, don't blame Chinese medicine for your faults. ”

Ye Yuanhua's face turned red when he said this, although he was ashamed in his heart, but for the sake of his own face, how could he admit Meng Chuan's insult and not return it?

He clenched his fists tightly, and his voice was a little hoarse with anger: "After I am a divine doctor, no one can match the medical skills of Chinese medicine, I can't represent Chinese medicine, can you represent it?"

"Traditional Chinese medicine is broad and profound, and of course I am not qualified to represent it. Meng Chuan closed his eyes and shook his head: "But I will definitely not insult the reputation of Chinese medicine abroad." ”

"It's easy to say!" Ye Yuanhua sneered coldly: "You would have said something cool here, if it weren't for the fact that I lost first, when the real Zhonghan Medical Skill War came, wouldn't you have to be embarrassed and thrown abroad on behalf of Chinese medicine?"

"If you can win, you can win one and show me, people's cold medicine skills are really unfathomable, and it is basically impossible to win the game with Chinese medicine. ”

"That's you can't win. Meng Chuan coldly interrupted Ye Yuanhua's words, and the latter's face turned red and white.

Meng Chuan then glanced at the patient next to him, shook his head and said: "Such a simple bone graft is not good, if you don't study medicine at home, you will only compete for fame and fortune outside, and people like you are also worthy of being born in a family of traditional Chinese medicine? It really insults the name of your ancestor Ye Tianshi." ”

As he spoke, Meng Chuan grabbed the patient's arm casually and gently pushed it up.

Meng Chuan moved too fast, and the host didn't have time to step forward to stop it, only hearing a crisp sound of "click", the patient didn't react to what was going on, and he didn't even notice the slightest pain, and found that his arm was actually connected.

"Huh, is it amazing?" the patient was startled, and tentatively moved his arm, which had been dislocated and could not be connected until now.

And more importantly, he clearly remembered that Ye Yuanhua was in terrible pain when he picked up his arm, and this young man just pushed it seemingly inadvertently, not only did his arm catch it, but the whole process was also painless, which was simply unheard of.

Meng Chuan's hand was casually exposed, and the audience was silent, and even Ni Zhenhuai was stunned in place, not to mention Ye Yuanhua.