Chapter 194 - A man with a seven-foot body is willing to donate to the motherland
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"How is country M?"
"Not good."
"Why?"
"Because that's someone else's country."
"Is Huaxia okay?"
"Not good."
"Why?"
"Because that's your own country."
If the moon in foreign countries is really round, and the moon in China is really more incomplete, people who really love their roots do not want to be like a lonely soul, stepping on the cold moonlight of a foreign country, wandering alone.
If the country is not a country, how can a family survive?
The boy has a seven-foot body and is willing to donate for the motherland.
The silence was silenced, and the people who saw this scene were shocked to the point that their souls were lost, and as soon as they raised their eyes, they were locked. When did the venue become this scene, looking into the distance, the peony blooming is red, the red shadow is swaying, and the thoughts go back to the field, the red of the peony and the dazzling red all over the ground are superimposed, becoming a shocking dripping.
The silent picture continued, until Huang Yan, who was covered in blood, was carried down by Xiao Qiao and a few people, and the female reporters present exclaimed, and even those male reporters gasped, as if they put themselves in his shoes, knew what he knew, and thought what he thought.
"Mr. Tang, may I ask if the results of the game have come out now?" Chen Si, a reporter from Huaxia Daily, boldly took a step forward and handed out his microphone.
As a professional reporter of the state, she should have been impartial, but now she just wants to be crazy like those young people once, just once.
Hurry up, tell me that Huaxia has won!
Say!
Tang Deyao didn't laugh, let alone cry, his expression was always calm. Ever since Huang Yan cut the back of his hand without hesitation, he has always maintained this appearance.
Hearing Chen Si's words, Tang Deyao nodded, and immediately took two steps forward, each step was like a thousand strengths, and every step was like stepping on the hearts of countless audiences at the scene, and stepping on the hearts of countless Chinese people who were watching the live broadcast in front of the TV.
He picked up the microphone and put it to his lips, and said in a low voice, "Now, it's up to me to announce the results of this game." Winner, member of the Huaxia Medical Delegation, Huang Yan! β
When he said the name Huang Yan, Tang Deyao's expression finally had a hint of strangeness. Under the shaking of his voice, even the muscles on his face twitched twice, but all this was very short-lived, and soon Tang Deyao regained his composure.
As soon as the words fell, all the members of the Huaxia Medical Delegation stood up. They shouted and shouted, their eyes full of excitement and hot tears, bowed to Tang Deyao, got up again, and bowed again in the direction where Huang Yan left.
"Long live Huaxia! China will win! β
"TCM, I will always support you!!"
"Huang Yan, you are a hero!!"
In the deafening shout, Tang Deyao took the opportunity to wipe his old eyes with his cuffs imperceptibly. Just as he was about to turn around and go back to the VIP seat, he shouted angrily, but he interrupted it.
"Wait! Who allowed you to announce the results without permission? John in the audience ran back in three steps and two steps, looked at Tang Deyao, gritted his teeth and shouted hatefully.
Tang Deyao frowned, and asked in a deep voice, "Contestant John, do you have any other questions?" β
John jumped onto the stage vigorously, stared at Tang Deyao resentfully, and said angrily: "Of course I have a problem, what is the result?" Why do you want to sentence Huang Yan to victory, I don't accept it! β
"As you can see, Player John. It was Huang Yan who took the lead in getting rid of the snake venom, and he should have been sentenced to win. Tang Deyao frowned imperceptibly and said lightly.
"What proof do you have that the snake venom in his body was cleaned up? And how can you be sure that his condition won't recur? John asked angrily.
"Player John, I won't argue with you about whether Huang Yan's method can completely remove snake venom, the time limit for our game is 30 minutes, even if Huang Yan's condition will really relapse after that, but at that time it will be no longer in this game. So I don't think there's anything unfair about the results I'm announcing. Tang Deyao said in an orderly manner.
The competition conditions are set to limit the players, so since the desired effect has been achieved within the specified conditions, you can't deny his victory, otherwise, what are the competition conditions for?
"That's it! Don't let your foolish deeds put the great Lord to shame anymore. Come back quickly, John. This one, we lost. Just as the two were entangled, Aaron, who was not far away, shouted angrily with a gloomy face, and shook John to silence.
was angrily reprimanded by the team leader, and John's face suddenly became ugly. The loss in the first game is inseparable from his arrogance, if he can buy serum as soon as the game officially starts, if he doesn't underestimate Huang Yan so much, if it's a pity that life never ifs, every day, every hour, every minute, every second is a live broadcast.
John pursed his lips, his pupils still stubbornly glaring at Tang Deyao, and the hatred in his eyes was still undiminished. After a while, he snorted hatefully, and when he turned to leave, he left a sneer: "This is not over, sooner or later, one day, I will expose your Chinese medicine in front of everyone as stupid witchcraft!" β
This was the end of the first contest of the Shikoku Medical Exchange Conference.
The media reporters who participated in the medical exchange meeting immediately transmitted their manuscripts and videos to major television stations and newspapers, and published passionate but thought-provoking press releases.
Who's Paying for Traditional Chinese Medicine? γ
Who is stronger and who is weaker between Chinese Chinese medicine and foreign Western medicine? γ
Dregs or Treasures? An Analysis of the Rise and Fall of Traditional Chinese Medicine over the Thousands of Yearsγ
Major domestic mainstream media, television stations, radio stations, and four major web portals have reported on this incident. Huang Yan, as a player representing China in this game, his name also spread ten, ten to hundred, and began to spread and became a hero praised by everyone.
For a time, the beacons in China were everywhere.
Tang Deyao sent media reporters, said goodbye to the representatives of the three countries, and quickly returned to the hotel in Yanyuan with his group of old friends.
After opening the elevator, Huang Yanqing rushed ahead regardless of it, completely losing his former composure. At this moment, he is just a grandfather, worried about the safety of his grandson, his heart is mixed, there is relief, but the nervous mood overshadows everything, the palms of his hands are sweating, and he pressed the doorknob back and forth twice, and he forgot that the door of the hotel needs to be swiped to enter.
Cheng Qianxue opened the door from the house, and when she saw Huang Yanqing's anxious expression, she was stunned at first, and then hurriedly stepped aside, and said, "Grandpa Huang, please come in quickly, Brother Huang is lying inside." β
"Hmm." Huang Yanqing answered vaguely and rushed in directly, and came to the bedside, where Xiao Qiao and the others were guarding Huang Yan, who was colorless. His heart ached so much that he could barely control himself, and even staggered a little to his grandson, and asked astringently, "Stinky boy, how is it?" β
"Grandpa Huang, it's inconvenient for Brother Huang to speak now, so I'll do it for you." Xiao Qiao smiled, and said with a slight sigh of relief: "Brother Huang is fine." His wound was no longer oozing blood, and he had been injected with serum and showed no signs of inflammation and infection. His body temperature, heartbeat, and other bodily functions are no different from normal people - although he is still a little weak due to excessive blood loss, but overall he is fine. β
"It's okay, it's okay." Hearing this, Huang Yanqing's face showed uncontrollable joy, and everyone could clearly see that he breathed a long sigh of relief. Xiao Qiao thought with indignation, even if Huang Yanqing was so sure in the arena before, in the final analysis, it was his grandfather who was most worried about Huang Yanan's danger.
Cheng Zi sat in front of the TV, and Huang Yan's feat of breaking his wrist like a strong man was being broadcast on the screen, Xiao Qiao smiled: "Brother Huang has become a well-known hero in our Huaxia now, which is admirable and lamentable." β
"Yes, to say that Brother Huang is a hero is to praise him for not being afraid of death, disregarding personal life and death for the sake of traditional Chinese medicine, and taking risks alone." Cheng Qianxue walked over with a smile, and Tang Deyao and the others followed.
"Hehe, I don't care if I'm a hero or something, it's just that since some words are said, it's not good to take them back, right? said that we can't lose, if I come up, I will fall behind, so many years of Chinese medicine can be regarded as a vain learning" Huang Yan pulled away a weak smile, and said angrily: "Brothers, uh, and sisters, I estimate that I won't be able to go to the scene to cheer you on in the past two days, and the rest, please leave it to you"
Huang Yan's entrustment made Xiao Qiao's eyebrows slightly raised, and his slightly drooping eyelids were also raised lazily: "Ah." β
The war is not over. (To be continued.) )