However, seeing that Zhang Yang and the three of them were still busy with acupuncture treatment, they were inevitably nervous, and even had an ominous premonition.

Under the hype of this Three Kingdoms Invitational Tournament, just looking at the dozens of domestic and foreign media reporters carrying long guns and short cannons at the back table, you can think of Cheng Dù, who has attracted attention.

It's a good thing to get attention, but once you lose, Chinese medicine will be even more disappointing.

As the leader of the Chinese TCM delegation, his pressure can be imagined.

Qi Chen and Tian Dong also had anxious looks, although the words were magnificent, they were definitely looking forward to winning the game.

"Look, everyone, the patient is sitting up."

"That's amazing,"

……

There were everyone's surprises and admiration below, and the Dongying delegation had a smug and excited look on their faces.

Bang!

Fujita-kun and another member of the delegation walked out with the patient in tow.

Wow......

At this moment, simply solving a medical problem cannot express the excitement of the people sitting there, but more about the patient reawakening and saving his life.

The patient, also a middle-aged woman in her forties, was able to stand and walk, but her body was still weak, her eyes were glazed, and she did not respond to the applause below.

Several relatives of the patients immediately greeted them, bursting into tears of excitement and wanting to hug their loved ones as soon as possible.

Fujita-kun and the others stopped them, persuaded them with crooked bird language for a while, and led the patient into the physical condition testing room on the side.

The proposition was made by the Dongying delegation, so the patients were also brought by them in China, so it was more convenient to communicate.

The first session of the Three Kingdoms Invitational Tournament began for the purpose of exchanging medical skills, not a competition, and there were no so-called expert referees.

What's more, the participants in the competition are elite representatives of medical skills from all over the world, and the treatment effect can best represent the level of treatment as long as the physical condition is detected according to the medical equipment.

"May I ask Dr. Fujita, is the blood you use a specially developed therapeutic blood from Toei?"

A Chinese reporter couldn't help but stand up and asked curiously.

Yu Yiyi also had a smug look on his face, walked up to Fujita-kun, and replied after a crooked exchange: "Yes, this is a blood sample specially developed by Dongying for brain-dead patients, and we will continue to develop and promote drugs in the future." ”

"So when exactly will it go on sale?"

As a media, we refuse to let go of any valuable news lead.

Therefore, if you seize the opportunity to ask questions, you will break the casserole and ask the end, and if you can do a special topic, it will definitely be more eye-catching.

"Chinese medicine in China is not broad and profound, why do you still pay attention to the time when Western medicine is on the market?"

Fujita-kun did not use it for translation this time, but asked rhetorically in Huaxia, which is not fluent, with a smug look on his face.

Everyone sitting here could hear that he was naked provocation and mockery, and the Huaxia reporter obviously didn't expect him to be so arrogant, and he was speechless for a while.

"Medical skills know no borders, as long as they can save patients' lives, they deserve to be promoted and respected by the world."

Tian Dong's face was also extremely ugly, and he still stood up and said.

Acupuncture, as a treatment method of traditional Chinese medicine, is undoubtedly the most representative, so the popularity of the first acupuncture in Huaxia is relatively higher.

Although his words were magnificent, they were obviously lacking in confidence.

"Haha, we have developed it in Dongying, and it must be promoted in our country first, and there is no plan for Huaxia's drug to be listed."

"You ......"

Fujita-kun's words were even more arrogant, making Tian Dong's face full of anger, but he was powerless to refute the other party.

The Huaxia reporter could only shake his head helplessly and sat down again, knowing that if he continued to ask, he could only bring humiliation on himself.

Bang!

The door of the treatment room of the representative of Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine suddenly opened, and Zhang Yang and the three walked out one after another.

Everyone's eyes immediately focused on the screen, and what they were most concerned about at the moment was the patient's condition, that is, how effective the treatment was.

The patient lay quietly on the treatment bed, without a trace of reaction, and the whole screen was like a picture, without a trace of life.

Guo Changshun breathed a long sigh of relief, with a helpless wry smile on his face, looking up at the ceiling blankly, his eyes flashing with tears.

"Come and sit down, just do your best."

Tian Dong stood up, squeezed out a smile on his face, and greeted the three of them.

There was silence in the hall, no one asked, and they didn't want to rub salt on the wounds of the losing side, as long as it was Huaxia, their faces were full of loss.

Fujita-kun's insulting words to Huaxia TCM just now made them angry, but the failure of their delegation made them have to endure this humiliation.

"Zhang Yang ......"

Su Jin'er walked quickly in front of him, her eyes were also shining with tears, and even though there were thousands of words of comfort in her heart, she couldn't say a single word.

She knew that Zhang Yang had high hopes, and the defeat at this time was undoubtedly the biggest blow to him.

Huaxia people value honor more than life, and she is worried that Zhang Yang will be crushed by the condemnation of public opinion, and she does not want to see his cheerful personality change because of this.

"What's wrong?" The corners of Zhang Yang's mouth skimmed a charming arc, and asked with a wicked smile.

"Are you alright?"

"What can I do? Do you want something to happen to me? How could Zhang Yang not know what she was thinking, and asked deliberately.

"No, there is a saying in Huaxia that failure is a successful mother, do you know what it means?"

Su Jin'er's eyes were full of tears, but she pretended to be relaxed and joking, and her sad expression moved everyone present.

No one will smile at her jokes, she has already confessed her love declaration to Zhang Yang, and her actions at this time are even more regarded by everyone as a way to comfort her boyfriend.

The tears in her eyes made everyone feel sad.

"I just want to know who is the successful father?"

Burst!

Su Jin'er couldn't help laughing, tears flowed down her eyes at the same time, and she suddenly threw herself into his arms.

"I like the way you mess around the most, and I don't want to see you change a bit."

"Can't you get old?" Zhang Yang was moved in his heart, and stroked her hair and said softly.

……

Su Jin'er's true feelings moved the people present, but Zhang Yang's ridiculous words made the Chinese people full of anger.

Guo Changshun's fists were clenched tightly, and he couldn't wait to rush over and give him two punches.

Qi Chen and Tian Dong couldn't smile bitterly, looking at this superb student with a helpless and depressed expression.

They almost all have the same idea, it doesn't matter if they lose, but they always have to be sad, even if they show a little self-blame and sadness.

But now he still thinks about flirting with girls, and he has no face, right?

Feng Yanran wanted to comfort him, but as a manager of a company, he took care of the company's image and face, so he kept bowing his head and wiping his tears.

She didn't have Su Jin'er so straightforward and generous, and when she saw the scene between the two, she began to regret it.

Zhang Yang has been helping her with all his might, doing too many things he doesn't want to do, but at this time, he encountered doubts and failures, but he hesitated and rushed to his side to be his support.

"Mr. Zhang Yang, don't you think that your current attitude is disrespectful to the patient?"

A Chinese reporter couldn't hold back his anger anymore and rushed over and asked loudly.

Zhang Yang glanced up and was immediately stunned, it turned out that this reporter was Meng Wanting from Huaxia Morning News.

It may be that there are too many reporters, and her small body must not be able to squeeze others, so I didn't notice that she also came to the scene.

"Which media are you a reporter for?" Su Jin'er pushed Zhang Yang away and asked with an excited look on her face.

"Huaxia Morning Post."

"Then I want to ask, is your current anger out of respect for him?"

Su Jin'er paused slightly, wiped a handful of tears with her little hand, looked around and continued: "I know that you are all looking forward to him crying out, just to satisfy the national dignity in your heart, and make him feel sad that he failed to win glory for China." ”

"But why don't you participate? Can he represent Huaxia? He was a student, and being able to participate in the competition showed his medical potential. ”

Su Jin'er tapped Fujita-kun with her little finger and continued: "How old is that old man, don't you feel ashamed to be complacent about winning a young man?" Zhang Yang is at his age, maybe the dead can be saved. ”

When Fujita-kun heard her words, his face turned red and showed embarrassment, thinking to himself that I am not so old, how can I call me an old man when I am only in my thirties?

However, this age gap is a reality, and when I heard that the other party was actually a student, I felt that winning was not so glorious.

Guo Changshun's anger on the side immediately turned into guilt, Zhang Yang never wanted to participate in the competition, and he kept persuading him.

Can he be blamed for the failure now?

Besides, can you win the game by being someone else?

"Do you have to see him slump because of his failure and be happy?"

"That's not what I meant......" Meng Wanting blushed, not knowing how to explain.

"Since you Huaxia Chinese medicine can't treat our patient, we can only treat her ourselves."

After Fujita-kun finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the treatment room.

Su Jin'er's words made the shape change immediately, and his arrogant heart was hit a lot, and he didn't want to continue to entangle.

If you save the patient again, it will be the best insult to Huaxia.

"Wait, you can't go in." Zhang Yang suddenly shouted loudly, causing the eyes of the people around him to focus on him again.

"Why? Since you can't cure it, aren't we allowed to treat the sick? Fujita-kun asked with a sneer.

"I just don't want you to disturb the patient."

"Disturbing the patient? Haha, is a brain-dead patient still afraid of being disturbed? Fujita-kun laughed maniacally and sarcastically.

"Yes, the patients have been in a coma for so long, and it would be a good thing if they could be disturbed."

"Is it that he can't stand the blow of defeat and refuses to accept reality?"

"No, the look of the pickled girl just now is very pullable."

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