Deafness in the left ear, lung tumors, lower leg fractures, vascular stents......

The test report was projected on the big screen, and the symptoms were exactly the same as Tang Zheng's diagnosis.

The word "two to three centimeters" of tumor stings the eyes of everyone in the Kimchi National Medical Team.

They originally thought that this time they were determined to win and would definitely win against Tang Zheng, but they didn't expect that it would be a stone hit with an egg.

Whether in terms of time or diagnostic results, the gap between the two sides is too great, and they are completely crushed by each other.

The audience and the audience watching the live broadcast were also shocked, they didn't expect Tang Zheng to be so terrifying.

Han Jixun in the audience had an unusually ugly face, and his ambition just now turned into despair.

"Tang Zheng won this game." The moderator announced.

"I don't accept ......"

As Han Jinchuan screamed, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and then fell to the ground with a thud.

The audience was in an uproar, "What's going on?" ”

"You won't be greedy for life or afraid of death, just pretend."

"These people are really shameless, they put forward their own gambles, and now they have lost, they don't want to admit it, and they pretend to be pitiful."

It's not that the audience doesn't have sympathy, but these people are really hateful, they don't take Chinese medicine in their eyes, they don't admit defeat if they lose, and they have to fight again.

Now that you have lost and people suddenly fall to the ground, isn't this just a fear of death?

Everyone's guess is not bad at all, Han Jinchuan is really afraid, he doesn't want to die yet, so he uses such a trick.

Han Zhixun saw his father fall to the ground and immediately rushed forward, "Dad, you must not die, I will take you to the hospital immediately." ”

After speaking, he shouted to the members of the Kimchi Country Medical Exchange Association in the audience, "Hurry up and bring a few people up and carry them down." ”

"I don't have to go to the hospital, I can cure his illness." Tang Zheng said lightly.

Han Zhixun naturally saw that his father was pretending, and he categorically would not let Tang Zheng treat his father, so he glared and said, "Get out of the way, who knows what you are thinking." ”

Tang Zheng sighed slightly, "Dogs bite Lu Dongbin doesn't know the hearts of good people, it's difficult to be a good person." ”

Han Zhixun glared at Tang Zheng and waved his hand at the people of the medical team, "Let's go." ”

"You can't go, you have to keep your promises."

"Yes, kill yourself in public."

"Can you make a face and fulfill your promises."

The audience was reluctant and shouted loudly.

"Do you Huaxia people still have any sympathy, my father is like this, and you still don't give up." Han Ji-hoon shouted angrily.

"Our compassion is not for the wolf-hearted scum."

"Talking doesn't count, can you still make a face."

For a while, there was abuse in the audience, and the kimchi national medical team was already at a loss, and it was frozen in place for a while.

Tang Zheng saw that everyone was almost scolding, picked up the microphone and said, "My Huaxia is a state of etiquette, and I have always been magnanimous to the small countries of Fanbang, let them go." ”

After speaking, he turned his head to Han Zhixun and said, "I'll tell you one last thing, now I'm going to make a move, your father still has a way to live, if you leave, he won't survive until twelve o'clock tonight." ”

"The devil believes your nonsense." Han Ji-hoon threw down a sentence and left with his father.

The people of Kimchi Country left in embarrassment, and everyone cheered again.

"These Korean doctors have two deaths and one injury, and I believe that they will never have the courage to challenge Chinese medicine in a short period of time." Hua Qingping said.

"It's not two deaths, it's three deaths, and Han Jinchuan won't live long." Tang Zheng squinted his eyes and said, "However, before he dies, I want these people to take the initiative to kneel down and apologize to Huaxia Chinese Medicine." ”

Han Ji-hoon and the others quickly returned to the hotel where they were staying.

The father and son locked themselves in the room to discuss countermeasures.

"Father, I've booked a ticket for tonight, we have to leave Huaxia quickly." Han Ji-hoon is worried that Tang is coming to the door.

"Let's just go back like this, what face do we have to see our compatriots." Han Jinchuan said angrily.

"After we return to China, we can hold a press conference to say that we have been treated unfairly in China, and that the Chinese people have made things difficult for us everywhere, and they have used despicable means in the competition."

Han Jinchuan nodded, I have to say that the method that my son said not only saves his face and will not be spurned by the people, but also gets the sympathy of the people.

"Okay, you hurry up and make arrangements, let's go to the airport as soon as possible, so as not to have too many dreams at night." Han Jinchuan said.

Han Jixun agreed, and hurried down to make arrangements.

Han Jinchuan sat alone in the room, and suddenly remembered Tang Zheng's last words, and his heart couldn't help but move.

He was worried that Tang was poisoning him, so he hurriedly checked his pulse.

After taking the pulse, he breathed a sigh of relief, and there was no abnormality in his body, and there was no sign of poisoning.

"Looks like that kid is playing tricks."

At about eleven o'clock in the evening, the medical team of Kimchi Country came to the airport.

Their plane was twelve o'clock in the evening, and when they arrived, they were already in line.

Han Jinchuan, who was standing in the crowd, suddenly felt the breath in his body shook, as if rolling over a river and a sea. Immediately after that, the heart was like a knife, and the heart seemed to explode, and the body shook a few times involuntarily.

"Father, what's wrong with you?" Han Jixun, who was standing behind him, felt that something was wrong with his father and immediately supported Han Jinchuan.

"I ......"

Han Jinchuan didn't finish a word, a mouthful of black blood spurted out of his mouth, and then he fell to the ground with a thud.

"Father's ......"

In the emergency room of Yangcheng Hospital, Han Jixun shouted loudly, "I want to find Tang Zheng." ”

"Dr. Tang is not from the emergency room." The nurse said.

"I don't care, you have to find Tang Zheng, otherwise I will complain to you." Han Ji-hoon shouted angrily.

"This gentleman, please calm down, I just called the Chinese medicine department, Director Tang went to the competition today, and he didn't come to the hospital at all." The nurse patiently explained.

Looking at his dying father, Han Zhixun regretted it at the moment, he regretted why he didn't listen to Tang Zheng at that time and let him heal his father.

"I beg you to call Tang Zheng and ask him to come to the hospital to save my father." Han Zhixun knew that no one could save his father except Tang Zheng now, so he put away his arrogance and pleaded.

"Sir, your father is no longer good, even if Dr. Tang comes, he will not be able to return to heaven, you should mourn."

"No, Tang Zheng will definitely be able to save it, I beg you......"

Now only Tang Zheng can come to his father's rescue, Han Jixun continued to plead.

"Hey, isn't this Han Jixun, a famous doctor in Kimchi, why did he come to our hospital?" Lu Ming walked over and said with a mocking expression.

"Doctor Lu, I beg you to call Dr. Tang and ask him to save my father." Han Ji-hoon pleaded.

"Aren't you Korean doctors very powerful, why are you still asking for our Chinese medicine heads?" Lu Ming said jokingly.

Han Zhixun looked embarrassed, gritted his teeth and said, "Doctor Lu, I admit that Chinese medicine is better than Korean medicine. ”