The people of the Zhao family in Jinling suddenly became a mess, and they all gathered around Zhao Chengliang, pinching people and pressing the inner points, and tossing for a long time before he opened his eyes again.

Although he regained consciousness, Zhao Chengliang's spirit fell to the bottom in a series of blows.

Looking at Zhao Yuan, he opened his mouth, and finally a thousand words turned into a sigh: "I lost, and I was convinced to lose." You're right, I'm not as much as you, the title of Jinling Medicine King, I don't have the face to call it anymore!"

With the support of his children and grandchildren, Zhao Chengliang reluctantly stood up and said to Zhao Dezhu: "I'm tired, don't look for me again in the future." ”

Zhao Dezhu's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly wanted to dissuade him, but Zhao Chengliang didn't give him a chance to speak at all, and left the training ground and left the manor.

At the same time, Li Heping and the others gathered around Zhao Yuan, asking him where he had learned so many secret recipes that had not been circulated.

Ma Guotao and other professors from China West Medical University did not step forward to join in the fun.

They all muttered in their hearts: "Zhao Yuan's teacher, but he is a famous man who wants to be a witch doctor." That great god even has the "Yellow Emperor's Outer Classics", and it is not strange to collect these secret recipes. However, Zhao Yuan's young age is that he can recite thousands of soup songs, which is quite remarkable!"

Ma Guotao and the others would never have thought that Zhao Yuan was not reciting at all just now, but was directly reciting according to the soup recipe book! Not to mention a thousand songs, as long as he is willing, as long as there is enough time, it is 10,000 songs, 100,000 songs, and he can also read them!

Fortunately, Zhao Yuan didn't do that, otherwise he would have pretended to be too much.

Li Heping and the others asked for a long time, but they didn't get an answer from Zhao Yuan's mouth. However, they also guessed that it was mostly related to the man who was going to be a witch doctor.

In addition to admiring and sighing, someone suddenly remembered another question: "By the way, how many of those soup songs did you remember that Zhao Yuan recited just now?"

"I only remember one. Someone said in a regretful tone.

I never thought that his words would attract the envy and jealousy of several people.

"What? You actually remember one? It's so enviable! I was shocked when I just visited, and I didn't remember any of them!"

"You've memorized one, what's not to be satisfied with? We people haven't even been able to remember one!"

"I memorized one at the beginning, but Zhao Yuan memorized more and more later, causing me to forget the soup song I remembered for a thousand years. ”

It turns out that in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, there is an unwritten rule for this kind of secret recipe that has not been circulated, if you analyze the drug compatibility through the medicine, or like today, hear others recite the soup song and remember, that is your ability, you should learn it if you are fated, and the owner of the recipe will not trouble you, but if you run to ask others what the secret recipe is, then you will be scolded!

The twenty-six medical experts on the training ground were all aware of this rule, so they just discussed with each other, and none of them had the cheekiness to run to Zhao Yuan to recite the soup recipe again.

Seeing that these medical experts got together to discuss the soup songs, and forgot about the business because of this, Zhao Yuan had to remind with a wry smile: "Elder Li, it should be the third round of competition, right?"

"Oh, yes, I almost forgot about it. Li Heping raised his hand and patted his head, and hurriedly stopped other medical experts: "Let's stop for a while, discuss the matter, and wait until the end of the medical skills competition to do it, there is still a third round of acupuncture and moxibustion competition has not been carried out." ”

After everyone calmed down, Li Heping announced: "The third round of acupuncture and moxibustion competition has begun!" He turned his head and asked Zhao Dezhu: "Who are the people you sent to fight this time?"

To be honest, losing two games in a row has made Zhao Dezhu have no confidence.

But in front of so many reporters and so many people in the medical community, he couldn't back down, so he could only answer stubbornly: "It's my seventh uncle Zhao Chengwen......"

"Ouch!"

Before Zhao Dezhu's words fell, he suddenly remembered with a miserable scream.

Everyone turned their heads in unison, and they saw a middle-aged and elderly man in his fifties falling to the ground, and there was a chair beside him that was also falling.

Zhao Dezhu was taken aback, hurriedly got up and stepped forward, and asked with concern, "Seventh Uncle, are you okay?"

It's a coincidence that the person who fell to the ground was Zhao Chengwen who was going to appear in the acupuncture competition.

At this moment, he looked in pain, and said in a trembling voice: "I'm afraid it's a bad hand, it hurts if I move a little, it seems that I can't compete with this kid in acupuncture!"

The younger generations of those clans were about to cry.

The clansmen sitting around Zhao Chengwen had a look of disdain.

Others may not know what happened, but they can see it clearly. Zhao Chengliang was pushed down by someone, Ya obviously fell by herself!

Zhao Dezhu is also a smart person, and from the expressions of the clansmen, he immediately understood the truth of the matter - his seventh uncle was frightened by Zhao Yuan, and in order not to compete in the competition, he actually came up with such a bitter plan to harm himself!

That's right, self-harm!

Zhao Dezhu's eyes were not covered, he could see at a glance that Zhao Chengwen's hand was really dislocated. Although it is not difficult to connect, it will definitely affect the performance of acupuncture.

Zhao Chengwen really let it out in order to avoid the competition with Zhao Yuan!

Although he saw the lie, Zhao Dezhu couldn't expose it, there are so many outsiders here, and there are media reporters, if the truth is exposed, it will only make the Jinling Zhao family even more embarrassed!

After glaring at Zhao Chengwen fiercely, Zhao Dezhu said, "Since the seventh uncle is injured, let's go down and rest quickly." ”

"Good, good, good. Zhao Chengwen didn't scream in pain or screamed, he got up and ran, as fast as participating in the 100-meter race, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only the stunned crowd and Zhao Dezhu who was messy in the wind.

"My day\\ your mother!" Zhao Dezhu burst out in his heart: "Can't you have some acting skills to walk slowly? Running so fast, where do you look like a patient? Aren't you clearly telling others, are you scared, don't dare to compete with Zhao Yuan, and run away with your injuries?"

After a brief silence, the crowd erupted in laughter.

This is followed by the second and third courses......

In just a few seconds, sporadic laughter turned into laughter.

Only the Jinling Zhao family couldn't laugh, and their expressions were extremely embarrassed, and they all cursed Zhao Chengwen who escaped in their hearts.

Zhao Dezhu's fourth uncle, Zhao Chengshan, said with a serious face: "This guy is too innocent of family honor, he is simply a coward! When today's incident is over, I must criticize him severely!"

Zhao Dezhu nodded, Zhao Chengwen is an elder, he is not good at teaching, it is better for the fourth uncle to come forward.

At the same time, he said: "Fourth uncle, or you will ...... this competition."

Again, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted.

Zhao Chengshan covered his abdomen with both hands, his old face was squeezed into a ball, and while screaming in pain, he said: "I don't know if I ate the wrong thing at noon, my stomach hurts so much! No, no, no, I really can't help it, I have to go to the toilet!"

He also strode down the training ground and disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Dezhu's face was blue and white for a while.

Didn't you just reprimand Uncle Seventh for being a coward a moment ago? Why did you become a deserter like him in a blink of an eye? You are an elder, but a famous doctor, can you be reliable?

Taking a deep breath and forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, Zhao Dezhu turned around and looked at his clansmen, wanting to pick one of them to face Zhao Yuan.

A scene that he never expected appeared.

Everyone in the clan lowered their heads when they were stared at by him. This looks like a student who asks a question in class for fear of being named.

There is no doubt that the people of the Zhao family in Jinling have been shocked by Zhao Yuan's demonic performance in the first two rounds of competition, and no one dares to stand up and accept his challenge!