Lies, lies, lies!

Wilson felt that this was a lie.

Because, in his opinion, such a possibility simply cannot exist.

Absolutely, impossible!

This completely subverted his perception of the world.

Moreover, it will also destroy the pride he has formed for so many years!

"This is fake, this is absolutely fake, how can a pseudoscience like Chinese medicine have a substantial effect. Wilson looked a little crazy at the moment, and couldn't help but talk to himself and said.

"You mean, until now, you still refuse to believe in Chinese medicine?" Duan Lang asked.

"Convinced?" Wilson scoffed. "Are you kidding, do you think that what is Chinese medicine, a few simple words, a lie, can make me believe?"

"That's good. Facing Wilson, who didn't believe all this, Duan Lang said. "If, I tell you, I want you to admit in person within ten minutes that you believe in Chinese medicine, and believe it, do you believe it?"

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Wilson asked, pointing to his nose.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Wilson, what we're talking about now is the question of whether you believe in Chinese medicine or not, not whether you're a fool or not, I don't have much time and energy to help you verify whether you're a fool or not, in other words, whether you're a fool, an idiot, a slut, a scumbag, or whatever, doesn't it have anything to do with me?" Duan Lang asked.

"You ......" Faced with Duan Lang's words, Wilson even had the heart to kill. This bastard, it's just too much, isn't he scolding him Wilson in disguise?

"Getting back to business, do you believe it or not?" Duan Lang really didn't want to get too entangled with Wilson on the question of whether he was stupid or not, and said immediately.

"Not to say that in ten minutes, I will tell you very clearly, I Wilson did not believe in Chinese medicine once, I do not believe in Chinese medicine now, and in the future, it is impossible to believe in Chinese medicine, in a word, I will never believe in Chinese medicine. Wells said with great certainty.

"Good. Duan Lang said. "In traditional Chinese medicine, we pay attention to the eight veins of the strange meridians, and the harmony of yin and yang...... Forget it, I told you so much, you don't understand, in short, I easily pass through the meridians of the human body, make you cry, make you laugh, and make you howl like a fool. ”

"Hmph. "Stupid, Wilson felt that Duan Lang, who was standing in front of him at the moment, was a fool.

Make him cry, make him laugh, make him howl like a fool? Do you think it's a magic trick?

Stupid!

Wilson's angry gaze fell on Duan Lang from time to time, and such a word rose in his heart in a simple moment.

"I'm ready, what about you?" Duan Lang asked.

"Come on. Wilson said. He wanted to see how miraculous Chinese medicine was. If this bastard can't make him cry, make him laugh, and make him howl like a fool, he's going to be big.

"Okay, I'll make you cry first. Duan Lang said, a finger on several acupuncture points on Wilson's body.

In such a scene, not only Wilson Smith, but even Han Jianing behind Duan Lang also raised his spirits and watched this scene with bated breath.

Because, in their hearts, they all have a skeptical attitude.

As Duan Lang's wife, Han Jianing even had a trace of worry in her heart at this time.

If Duan Lang can't do it, it will fundamentally offend Wilson and the others, and not only will Wilson and the others lose face at that time, but if Wilson and the others really leave in a fit of anger, what will happen to Sun Jing's condition? After all, whether Smith and the others came to study or treat, this matter remains to be discussed.

When Han Jianing thought about it, he couldn't help but feel a little regret in his heart.

Just now, when Duan Lang was arguing with others, why didn't he stand up and persuade him?

After all, many times, the original intention of everyone's argument is because it is difficult to swallow in one breath.

But if you think about it carefully, what is the real hatred between people that cannot be resolved?

Take a step back and open the sky. Endure for a while, calm and calm.

Isn't this bad?

"Am I crying?" asked Wells, who was still acting normal after Duan Lang nodded. I have to say that when Duan Lang's fingers touched Wilson's body, although Wilson kept saying that he didn't believe in traditional Chinese medicine, he was really a little nervous and apprehensive in his heart.

However, after about three or four seconds, he didn't feel anything.

This couldn't help but make Wilson feel funny.

"Look, am I crying, look?"

"......" Smith's eyes have always been on Wilson.

Where is he crying?

This time, Duan Lang was afraid that he would make a big joke.

Smith's expression swept Duan Lang's eyes a little complicated.

This Duan Lang still seems to be too young.

In a few or five strokes, he fell into Wilson's language trap.

Traditional Chinese medicine is profound and magical, and Smith has indeed seen it in Duan Lang.

However, Smith didn't believe that he could pass through that acupuncture point, making people cry, laughing, and howling like a fool.

"Boy, don't you want to make Lao Tzu cry, ah? Lao Tzu is still standing here in a fucking manner, what kind of bullshit, jokes, it's just a laughing ......" It's just that when Wilson was unscrupulously mocking and invecting, at a certain moment, his voice couldn't help but stop abruptly, and the smug face just now instantly became gloomy, looking extremely painful, and in his eyes, a drop of completely unreserved tears was "tick", "tick" It flowed out and fell to the floor, and his body couldn't help but sob......

This, this......

The scene in front of him made Wilson Smith and Han Jianing extremely unbelievable.

Wilson cried!

Did Wilson really cry?

Could it be that Chinese medicine is really so magical?

Although Wilson tried his best to hold back his tears, at this time in front of him, he was completely unable to do it.

How so, how so?

Wilson's heart, when facing this scene, was already extremely complicated.

And his sobbing voice became even more powerful.

"Stop, stop......," Wilson shouted, holding back his tears.

"Have you cried enough?" Duan Lang asked with a grin.

"You ......" Wilson gritted his teeth, full of anger, but there was nothing he could do.

"Don't cry, don't cry, uncle, I'll buy you candy to eat in a while. Duan Lang touched Wilson's head with one hand and said very dotingly. This scene made Wilson even have the heart to kill for a while.

This bastard, this bastard, he, he's just too much.

When Wilson's mind was very complicated, Duan Lang clicked on a few acupuncture points on his body again.

The strange thing is that Wilson's crying actually stopped at once, and the tears that were constantly flowing just now and were completely irrepressible also stopped at this time.