"Master, I'll come!"

This slightly immature voice was none other than Yan Murong's apprentice, Duan Chenxu. There were hundreds of people in the audience, and I am afraid that only he would believe Yan Murong's words.

"Oh my God, is this kid crazy?" Before anyone else could speak, a voice that sounded a little awkward came out, and the owner of this voice was the internal medicine expert Sears from the United States.

As he spoke, he ran over and said to Duan Chenxu. "Kid, this is crazy, you can't do this- oh my God, is there any more **? How can you accede to such a request? ”

"He's my master." Duan Chenxu said calmly.

"That's not going to work." Sears insisted. "Even if you're a volunteer, you have to sign the paperwork before you can do it, it's too dangerous for you to participate in this trial."

"It's not an experiment." Yan Murong looked at Sears and said. "It's a challenge."

"Take a person's life as a challenge, you don't deserve to be a doctor." Sears said with an angry expression. "You are a complete madman, and God will not forgive you for doing such crazy things."

"This is Huaxia." Yan Murong said. "God's old man can't control this, and if he does, it will cause diplomatic disputes."

"You-"

"What's wrong with me?" Yan Murong looked at Sears with a smile. "I heard that you don't believe that Chinese medicine can also perform surgery?"

Hearing Yan Murong's words, Sears was stunned, and suddenly changed the topic, making him a little stunned, but he still nodded subconsciously.

"Well, if you don't believe me, I don't ask you to believe - but I'll let you know that Chinese medicine is a magical thing."

After speaking, Yan Murong stopped talking about Sears, turned his head to look at Duan Chenxu and said. "Are you ready?"

"Ready." Duan Chenxu nodded, the expression on his face was still calm, and he didn't look scared at all.

"Murong, do you want to think about it again?" Chen Hanqing also walked over and asked Yan Murong.

"I'm a doctor." Yan Murong said with a smile. "Principal Chen, you know, if a person doesn't deserve to die, I will pull him back from the Ghost Gate, so I won't kill anyone, and if I'm not sure, I won't let my apprentice take this risk."

"But—"

"Principal Chen, don't you believe me?"

Chen Hanqing opened his mouth, but still didn't say anything, and in the end, he chose to believe Yan Murong.

Others may not know how amazing Yan Murong's acupuncture is, but he who has worked with Yan Murong has seen Yan Murong's acupuncture with his own eyes.

The people standing in the hall had different thoughts in their minds at this time, some worried, some hesitant - of course, more schadenfreude.

"No, you can't do that, I can't let you do it." Sears shouted again, standing in the middle of Yan Murong and Duan Chenxu with a slightly fat figure, and spread his arms, like an old hen guarding chicken cubs.

Yan Murong admired this old foreign man a little, at least he would think about others.

"Are you questioning my medical skills?" Yan Murong asked with a smile.

"Nope." Sears shook his head. "I just don't believe that TCM can do surgery, and I don't have any doubts about TCM – he's still a kid and he's very healthy, and I can't watch him do this kind of crazy experiment."

"You're questioning my medical skills." Yan Murong's face changed suddenly. "Do you dare to make a bet with me?"

"Huh? What the? Sears was stunned again, originally he could only barely hear and hear Huaxia language, but sometimes he also needed to figure it out carefully, Yan Murong's train of thought, he couldn't keep up with it at all.

"I said I'm going to make a bet with you." Yan Murong pointed to Duan Chenxu, who was blocked by him, and said. "I bet I won't hurt him."

"No, I don't bet with you." Sears' head shook like a drum. "I can't bet your life on people."

"You're scared, you're scared you're going to lose."

"No, I'm not afraid."

"You're just scared, afraid that you, an internal medicine expert, will lose to a Chinese medicine doctor."

"I'm not afraid." Sears was a little angry. "I'm not going to joke with my life."

"You're just scared."

"I didn't."

"Don't pretend, I know you're scared."

"I didn't."

"Then bet with me."

"Bet on it."

After saying that, Sears regretted it, and secretly scolded Yan Murong in his heart for being too cunning, and he wrapped himself in it as he walked around.

"Okay, that's what you said."

Don't give Sears a chance to regret it, Yan Murong said. "Since it's a bet, there's got to be a bet, you say?"

With all that said, Sears couldn't go back, nodded and said. "It's okay to bet, but if something happens to him, you have to be punished by the law."

"Of course." Yan Murong responded.

"Okay, that's where we can begin." Sears said.

"What's the hurry?" Yan Murong said. "Since it's a bet, both sides have to have a bet, and I haven't said what I'm asking for."

"What do you want?" Sears asked.

"I want you."

"I-I'm not gay." Sears was stunned for a moment, and said with an ugly face.

"Haha-"

Hearing Sears's words, many people laughed, and some of them laughed lower than the sea level and squatted on the ground with their stomachs in their hands.

Yan Murong couldn't help but laugh, this foreign old man was quite funny.

"It's an honor, and neither am I." Yan Murong said with a smile. "I have a hospital, and if you lose, you're going to stay in Huaxia and work for me for three years -- of course, I'll pay you as usual, and it won't be any lower than your salary in the United States, how about it?"

"This—"

"Sears, you can't promise him." Sears was still hesitating when Hurston cried out, looking anxious.

Before coming to Huaxia, he had studied Yan Murong, and he found that miracles always appeared in this guy, so he believed that Yan Murong would not lose.

Sears is one of the best internal medicine experts in the United States, and the best internal medicine expert at Harvard Medical School, and he can't just watch his student's best experts come to China to work for others.

It's okay if he doesn't speak, as soon as he speaks, Sears no longer hesitates, nods, and agrees to Yan Murong's request, he firmly believes that this madman will be punished by the law.

"What are you going to do?" Sears looked at Yan Murong and asked.

"It's simple." As he spoke, Yan Murong had an extra silver needle in his hand and said. "I'll use a needle to stop his heart beating, not just you, all of you can participate, whoever can save him will lose even if I lose."