Seeing this scene, the entire venue quietly became quiet at this moment.

Because, everyone found out that something was wrong.

Just Ouyang Chun's expression changed, they all saw it in their eyes.

Not long ago, Ouyang Chun's face could still see a trace of worry.

But at this moment, this guy actually counted twice and didn't count, although his face was still calm, but everyone saw an emotion from him.

It's like a sigh of relief!

Also, those two staff members, why do you count four times?

You know, even if it was the number of Xu Bin's silver needles just now, they didn't count it so many times!

In an instant, everyone's mood became more nervous.

"Both, what's the problem?" the smile on the host's face also disappeared, and he asked in a deep voice as he looked at the two staff members.

"No problem!"

A staff member raised his head and looked at Qin Buer and said, "We just want to count the most accurate numbers!"

Sensing the eyes of this staff member, Qin Buer, who had always had a calm face, finally turned up the corners of his mouth slightly.

Very slight arc, however, can be seen.

One hundred and seventy-six stitches?

Isn't it amazing?

But no one paid attention to him, and everyone's attention was on the two staff members.

"Thank you for your hard work!"

The host said, "So, when will you be able to count it? Everyone is waiting for the results!"

"Okay, it'll be right away!" said the staff.

And Xu Bin was the only one who noticed the upturned corners of Qin Buer's mouth at this moment.

When he landed, his heart chuckled.

Could it be that his number is even more than his own?

If yes, how is that possible?

Xu Bin has been immersed in traditional Chinese medicine all his life and has dealt with silver needles for decades.

He has studied blind needles for decades, and it can be said that there is no one in the whole of South Korea who can compare with him.

Even, he thinks that in the whole of China, no one can compare to himself.

This is the thing he is most proud of, the best thing he is at.

South Korea has indeed suffered too many accidents during this time.

His plan is to win this game and boost the morale of his countrymen.

Xu Bin stared at Qin Buer, his heart full of disbelief.

He didn't believe it, he didn't believe that Qin Buji would win himself in the blind needle competition.

He has studied medicine for decades, how old is he?

A young man who is less than twenty years old, will blind needles be better than himself?

Unlikely!

Noticing Xu Bin's gaze, Qin Buer looked at him and looked at him, and then the curvature of the corners of his mouth became even greater.

And Xu Bin's face was even more ugly, and he couldn't help clenching his fists.

Two staff members, finally finished counting.

They looked at each other and didn't come back a fifth time.

Instead, he stood up straight, and then a staff member glanced at Qin Buer with complicated eyes, then looked at the host, and said, "The results are out!"

Hearing this, the host was suddenly surprised.

He held the microphone to face the audience and said, "Okay, now the most exciting moment has arrived, the peak duel between two medical masters, one is our old doctor Dr. Xu Bin from South Korea, and the other is Dr. Qin Buji from China......

"Now, I believe everyone wants to know, how many silver needles does this Qin doctor from Huaxia have?

The two staff members looked at each other again, swallowing at the same time, their lips moving, but neither of them spoke.

Not only that, but cold sweat oozed from their foreheads.

As if what he was going to say next was scary!

"Don't be nervous, be louder and say your answer out loud!" the host said with a smile.

After saying this, he suddenly had a very bad feeling.

Because, he saw it, and saw that the faces of these two staff members were not as happy as he imagined, but on the contrary, he was a little depressed!

Yes, frustrated!

It seems that the numbers they have counted have made their mood fall to the bottom.

Under the host's words, a staff member finally hesitated, sighed, and made up his mind.

He raised his head and said in a deep voice, "Doctor Qin's number of silver needles, two hundred and three needles!"

When the words fell, the audience was silent!

Falling pins can be heard!

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief, as if they had misheard.

The host, including Xu Bin, Xu Zaifan, and Lai Tiansheng, all felt that their hearts were pumping hard.

They all opened their mouths wide, their eyes widened, and their faces were incredible.

The host swallowed his saliva and asked, "You...... How much did you just say?"

The staff smiled bitterly and said, "Doctor Qin's number of silver needles, two hundred and three needles!"

Rumble!

Got this number again, and the audience was in an uproar.

But no one applauded or applauded.

Everyone was shocked by this number.

Two hundred and three stitches!

What is this concept?

You must know that Xu Bin's only has 176 stitches.

And Qin Buji's, two hundred and three stitches?

How is this possible?

"Are you sure you didn't count wrong?" asked the moderator with an anxious expression.

He didn't believe that Qin Buer would come up with such a terrible number.

The staff shook his head and said, "We counted four times, and it's all this number, that's right!"

Ouyang Chun finally spoke at this time.

He looked at Qin Buer and Xu Bin with a smile, then looked at the host, unabashedly the smile on his face, and said, "I can testify to this, they are indeed not wrong, it is indeed two hundred and three!"

At this time, Qin Buji finally spoke.

He looked at Xu Bin with a smile and said softly, "You, not as good as me!"

These four words, like a muffled thunder, slashed Xu Bin's chest, making his face instantly pale as paper.

His eyes were glazed, as if he had lost his soul.

However, he quickly came back to his senses, and muttered with gloomy eyes: "Yes, two hundred and three, such a powerful young man, I am indeed inferior to you!"

As he spoke, he looked at the audience and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry, I lost!"

Then, take a deep bow!

It's a pity that he didn't bring honor to the people.

I didn't see it, the moment he bent down, his eyes became hollow, as if the spirit of his body had been drained away at this moment.

He is also a human being, and he also has seven emotions and six desires.

The audience fell silent again.

All the people of South Korea looked at the old man who bowed 90 degrees in silence.

This old man, this old man who they regarded as god-like, actually lost!

Lost to the young Huaxia doctor.

At this moment, they finally understood.

It turns out that God will also lose!

(End of chapter)