When Chad heard Mo Xiaosheng's words, he suddenly couldn't help laughing, looking at Mo Xiaosheng's eyes as if he was looking at a funny clown, and at the same time sneered: "You think the virus is a flea on your body, you can pinch it to death with two fingers!"

"Chad, I guess they don't even know what a virus is!"

A young man who looked a little mixed race behind Chad sneered and said in fluent Chinese, "After so many years, Chinese medicine still only stays at the level of fooling people with mouths!"

Mo Xiaosheng glanced at the mixed-race young man, and saw that his facial features and hair had some Oriental blood, and deduced that he was most likely a child born from the combination of Chinese and Europeans.

"What you can't do in Western medicine doesn't mean that we can't do it in Chinese medicine!"

Mo Xiaosheng glanced at him coldly, and shot back a little unpleasantly, "I just use these hands, plus a small silver needle, to greatly alleviate the symptoms caused by this virus!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and there was already a thin silver needle in his hand, showing it to everyone.

"Do you really know anything about Chinese medicine?"

The mixed-race man sneered after seeing the silver needle in Mo Xiaosheng's hand, and said in a deep voice, "The root of Chinese medicine acupuncture is to dredge the meridians through the stimulation of the acupuncture points of the human body. The purpose of reconciling yin and yang, and the virus is a non-cellular life form with only a long chain of nucleic acids and a protein coat, it can only survive if it is parasitic in living cells, and in medicine, it cannot be directly killed by external means for the time being, and can only be eliminated by the body's humoral immunity and cellular immune system, which is completely different from the principle of acupuncture in Chinese medicine, how can you use acupuncture to curb and inhibit the spread of the virus in the body?"

When he said this, he hit the nail on the head, his tone was full of arrogance, and he put on a high-minded look, signaling that Mo Xiaosheng was pretending to be in the wrong place this time, and he shouldn't have met a person like him who is also proficient in traditional Chinese medicine.

Although Chad couldn't understand what the half-race man said, seeing Mo Xiaosheng's surprised face, he felt happy in his heart, and he couldn't help but have a smug look on his face.

Mo Xiaosheng was very surprised when he saw that the mixed-race man was talking about the Tao, he didn't expect that a member of a Western medical organization would be so proficient in traditional Chinese medicine!

The mixed-race man said well, in fact, relying on acupuncture alone cannot inhibit the growth of the virus in the patient's body at all, this situation requires medicine to treat, and Mo Xiaosheng gave injections to those soldiers and Luo Yilin to stabilize their symptoms, relying on the spiritual power in his body.

Mo Xiaosheng glanced at the mixed-race man curiously, frowned and asked, "Listen to you, you should have studied Chinese medicine before, right?"

"Yes, I studied with my grandfather for a few years!

The mixed-race man snorted coldly, there seemed to be a trace of disgust in his tone, he was not proud of his study of Chinese medicine at all, the reason why he studied Chinese medicine back then was because his grandfather and mother forced him, and he had no choice but to do so.

Because in his impression, Chinese medicine is a kind of dross that is slow to produce results, conservative means, and worthless!

At that time when there was TCM treatment, Western medicine did not know how many patients had been cured by seeking medical treatment earlier, so this was one of the reasons why he gave up studying TCM when he grew up.

But now this medicine that disgusts him has come in handy, it is Mo Xiaosheng who debunks this big talk!

"No wonder, I can hear from your words that you know a lot about Chinese medicine!"

Mo Xiaosheng smiled faintly at him.

When the mixed-race man heard Mo Xiaosheng's affirmation, he sneered a little proudly, held his head high, and looked even more arrogant.

However, Mo Xiaosheng then said leisurely: "But understanding is only understanding, floating on the surface, Chinese medicine is broad and profound, learning for a few years, but it is equivalent to only learning some skins, this level, even dare to judge the entire Chinese medicine at will? This is equivalent to a primary school student who has not graduated from primary school, dare to question the thesis of a college student, do you say that you are ignorant and fearless, or should you say that you are seriously mentally retarded?"

"Poof!"

Anina, who was on the side, couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh when she heard Mo Xiaosheng's words.

When the mixed-race man heard this, he was furious, pointed at Mo Xiaosheng and said angrily: "Who are you scolding!"

"I don't understand what you're saying, and I don't care which of you is right or wrong, what I want is that you can cure our folks' strange diseases!"

At this time, the old village chief, who had been listening to Mo Xiaosheng's argument with the mixed-race man, stood up and interrupted them, glanced at Mo Xiaosheng, and said coldly, "I've always believed in what I see with my own eyes, don't forget the promise you made just now, if you can't save our people, then we will arrest you and sacrifice to the mountain god!"

The mixed-race man was immediately happy when he heard this, sneered, and said to Mo Xiaosheng, "Yes, what's the point of you arguing with me here, I suggest that you think about your own safety first!

Hearing this, Anina's expression became serious again, her eyebrows were full of worry, and she turned her head and whispered to the captain on the side, "Sir, Mr. Mo came here to save you, you can't ignore him!"

"Don't worry, President Anina, with me, no one will be able to hurt Mr. Mo!"

The captain looked straight and swore an oath.

"Come, let's go, let's go! The patient is coming, the patient is coming!"

At this time, there was a sudden shouting sound from the periphery of the crowd, and everyone immediately stood up and looked, only to see that the bald man and the others who had gone to the village to find the patient had returned at this time.

Because the bald village was closest to the barracks, they came and went quickly.

A group of them carried a stretcher made of wooden sticks and sheets, on which lay a red-faced, skinny old man, whose face and hands were almost all attached to his face, and an adult of about 1.7 meters looked like he weighed no more than 80 pounds at all.

When a group of villagers saw this scrawny patient, they immediately scattered and hid aside, covering their mouths and noses tightly, for fear that they would be infected.

Although they knew that they would not be infected through breathing, they still subconsciously made this act of self-protection.

When Anina, Mo Xiaosheng and the others saw this patient clearly, they were immediately angry, what kind of patient is this, this is clearly a dead person!

I saw that the old man lying on the stretcher had deep eye sockets, and the skin on his face and hands had a layer of purple-black rash, obviously he had been sick for a long time, and at this time his chest only rose and fell once after a long time, and the whole person looked like he was only breathing, not breathing, and he didn't have a long time to turn back, and he could die at any time.

"You're going too far, aren't you?"

Anina stood up and couldn't help but angrily scolded the bald head and the others, "This person seems to have an infection cycle of at least a month, and the immune system of the whole body has all collapsed, and he may die at any time, you carry such a person, how can we heal it!"

"Our village is full of such patients, there is no way!"

The bald man snorted coldly, and said rather scoundrelly, "Besides, if we don't look for a serious patient, how do we know if you can cure our strange disease!"

"Then why don't you just find a dead man and let us bring it back to life!"

Anina's face turned pale with anger, gritted her teeth, stomped her feet, and said coldly.

"Yes, there are a large number of dead bodies in the ravine behind our village, do you want to carry you over now!"

The bald man said with his head held high.

"You!"

Anina couldn't say anything angry with him, and her towering chest fell together, trembling slightly, and swallowed saliva to the surrounding villagers who had never been out of the mountains in their lives.

The village chief was also a little overwhelmed, so he beckoned the bald man to him and whispered: "Bald man, you are indeed a bit too much, as far as I know, this old grandson in your village has been sick for thirty or forty days, right? Even if the gods come, they can't be saved, right?"

"Uncle, don't be deceived by them, can you really believe their nonsense!

The bald man lowered his voice and eagerly persuaded the old village chief, "Besides, our village is the closest village to the military camp, and it is also the first village to be punished by the mountain god, and a huge part of our village is a patient like Lao Sun Tou, so we can't see death without help, and watch them die, right?"

The village chief frowned once, "But this ......"

"Okay, uncle, don't do this or that, if they can cure the old grandson, we will admit that this kid can cure this strange disease, if it can't be cured, then it's just right, we will take this kid to sacrifice to the mountain god!"

The bald man interrupted the village chief's words and said earnestly and persuasively.

"Okay, then I'll listen to you this time, but I can say it, I'll let you do it again in a while!"

The old village chief hesitated for a moment, nodded and agreed.

"Of course, we big guys have to listen to you!"

The bald man quickly nodded vigorously and said with a flattering smile.

The village chief took two puffs of dry tobacco, then waved his hand, and the bald man quickly raised his head and said coldly to Mo Xiaosheng, "Okay, our patients are also here, you can start healing! But I'll talk about the ugly things in front, if you treat our people well, then don't blame us for being unkind to you!"

Annina glanced at the old village chief who was smoking a cigarette and didn't speak, her delicate eyebrows frowned, and she said coldly: "You guys are cheating, we have the right to refuse to treat such a patient!"

"Little girl, you can't cure it, don't you, I'll tell you, it's too late!"

The bald man pulled his arm and said with a fierce face, "Believe it or not, we will arrest you now and sacrifice to the mountain god!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd suddenly stirred up and gathered around Anina and the others again.

"All of them, guns loaded!"

The captain beside Anina gave a deep order to his soldiers, "Whoever dares to take a step forward will shoot immediately!"

"You have what it takes to kill us all!"

When the bald man heard this, he did not retreat but advanced, and said with his chest held out without fear, "To tell you the truth, I have already sent someone to report the news just now, and after a while, the people from all over the country who are not sick will come over, and when they see you kill our people, they must fight with you, and I will see if you can kill them or not!"

Mo Xiaosheng also saw that this bald man was the kind of typical scoundrel that every village has, and he was also a very shrewd scoundrel, who knew how to fan people's emotions and how to use people's psychology, he knew that now this strange disease with a super high mortality rate swept all the nearby villages, so the villagers present thought that they had no hope of survival, so they dared to take their lives to fight against the army.