"Wait, we have something to say!"

Just as Wang Lin temporarily cured the man's illness and was about to go on stage to receive the glory belonging to the champion, a blonde man stood up and shouted loudly.

Seeing the man stand up, Bird's eyes flashed with displeasure, but he quickly hid it, and then asked gloomily, "Blake. Tabo, it's time for the awards, how can you be allowed to shout here!?"

"Are you trying to challenge the authority of the Medical Association?"

Bird gave Blake a big hat as soon as he came up, apparently upset that he had interrupted the ceremony.

"Senior Bird, I don't mean to provoke the Medical Association, I just have some doubts about the result of this competition......" Blake saw that Bird was a little angry, and his tone became extremely respectful.

"In the third round of the competition, I have already asked about the cause and treatment of that patient, and no one knows how to treat it."

"Then how did Wang Lin win the championship?"

When Wang Lin was treating the man just now, it was done in the background, so only the seven referees saw it, and the others didn't see it.

That's why Blake questioned it, if he saw Wang Lin's magical methods, he would definitely keep his mouth shut obediently.

"First of all, it's good that you can question it, but what I want to say is that all of you answered in the third round of Progeria, and only Wang Lin's answer was artificial."

Du Zhongjing got up slowly, praised Blake, and then said, "The cause of the patient is indeed artificial, so only Wang Lin can answer the cause correctly."

"So, even if the treatment is wrong, then it is Wang Lin who wins the championship!"

"Artificial?"

"How can it be man-made?" Another man stepped forward and questioned, and on his chest, hung a nameplate that read "Pittman. William."

He was also one of the top players in the first round with a perfect score from the Leopard Nation.

"Why can't it be man-made?" Du Zhongjing asked rhetorically.

"It's not scientific, how can anyone turn a middle-aged man into an old man?" Pittman asked sharply.

"Why, you don't trust the referee?" Du Zhongjing's face sank, and he asked in a deep voice, "Are you questioning our impartiality?"

"Kid don't dare, I'm just seeking truth from facts, how can a person have that kind of power?" Seeing Du Zhongjing's gloomy face, Pitman was also a little scared.

These seven referees are recognized by the Medical Association, and questioning them is no different from offending the Medical Association.

And the consequences of offending the Medical Association are terrifying!

"Well, I think other people have this question, so let's ask the patient and let him tell him the reason for his illness!" Du Zhongjing glanced around and found that most of the people were skeptical.

Therefore, it was chosen to let the patients come out on their own as a way to dispel the doubts of the audience.

Soon, the man walked out of the background, he still looked weak, but he no longer needed to be in a wheelchair.

And the hair has turned black, and the skin on his body has become similar to that of a normal person, and at first glance, he looks malnourished at best.

Compared with the lifeless and dying face just now, it is already much better.

Seeing the man, the audience suddenly erupted in exclamation, but it quickly turned into angry scolding.

"What?"

"This similar-looking guy is here to tease us?"

"That's it, the patient just now is an old man in a wheelchair, this man doesn't even sit in a wheelchair, can he do a full set of plays?" ……

Blake and Pittman looked carefully at the man who walked up before they withdrew their gaze.

"How is this possible?"

"It's not scientific...... How can a person change from an old man to a middle-aged person in a short period of time?"

They were so close that they could naturally see that the man in front of them was the old man in a wheelchair just now.

But this huge change made them disappear for a while

Law accepted.

"Ahem......

The man coughed lightly and took the microphone from Zhao Xin's hand, "First of all, let me introduce myself, my name is Zhou Zezheng, and I am thirty years old Chinese New Year's Eve."

"As Dr. Du said, the cause of my illness is indeed man-made."

"That's a pretty horrible man, he doesn't know how he used to extract my life force."

"If it weren't for the rescue of Doctor Wang, I'm afraid I wouldn't have survived tonight."

"I know you have a lot of doubts, but that's all I can tell you, ahem......

Before Zhou Zezheng finished speaking, he coughed again, and Wang Lin on the side saw this, took out a vitality pill and handed it to him, "Eat this."

Zhou Zezheng did not hesitate, directly turned into the vitality pill, put it in his mouth, chewed it lightly, and swallowed it.

As the Vitality Pill entered his abdomen, he felt a warm current rising from his abdomen, and then spread all over his body, and an indescribable feeling of comfort swept through his body.

After a while, his pale face began to become ruddy, and the spirit of the whole person was much better, even ordinary people could see that Zhou Zezheng's state at this time was better than before.

Ordinary people saw Wang Lin's miraculous medical skills, but the seven people on the referee's bench and the leaders of the surrounding countries saw it differently.

They all looked at the magic of Wang Lin's pill, a pill had such a miraculous effect, if they got the prescription......

On the high platform, Blake looked at Zhou Zezheng, who was in better shape again, and was speechless for a long time.

He had never seen a drug that worked so quickly, and that was beyond the science to explain!

"Now, do you have anything else to say?" Du Zhongjing looked at Blake and Pitman, and asked in a deep voice, "Do you still have any doubts about the result of the referee's bench?"

"This ......" Blake wanted to say something, but when he saw Zhou Zezheng in front of him, he opened his mouth, and finally could only speak helplessly, "I have no doubts."

"Well, since there is no problem, then I announce that the champion of this medical competition is Wang Lin from Huayi!"

"Now, please come up and receive your glory!" Du Zhongjing shouted loudly.

Amid a cheer, Wang Lin slowly walked onto the podium, and Du Zhongjing put a medal made of pure gold on Wang Lin's neck.

The front of the medal is printed with the word champion, and the back is engraved with the logos of Chinese medicine, Western medicine, blood doctor and witch doctor.

After seven sessions, Huayi finally won the first championship medal, not only Wang Lin was happy, but all the Huayi present were dancing excitedly.

"Congratulations on winning the championship, in the future, if you have any medical troubles, you can call me." Du Zhongjing walked up to Wang Lin with a smile and said softly, "Although my medical skills may not be able to help you."

"But in the medical world, I can still say a few words."

"Definitely!" Wang Lin said with a smile.

As a Chinese doctor, Du Zhongjing has little right to speak in the Medical Association, but it is also relative.

Just by the fact that he can be recognized as a referee of the game, you can see his ability.

Having a good relationship with him is beneficial and harmless for Wang Lin, so Wang Lin naturally will not refuse.

"Mr. Wang, congratulations on winning the championship, tonight, the Chinese Medical Association will hold a celebration banquet for you in Taihe Building, and by the way, introduce a few people to you."

When Wang Lin returned to the rest area, Li Rong said with a smile, "These people are all big names in the imperial capital, and if you want to develop in the imperial capital, you can't do without their care."

Originally, Wang Lin didn't want to go, but when he heard the back, he decided to go and have a look, after all, even Li Rong said that he was a big man in the imperial capital, so there would definitely be no fake.