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Chapter 97

Zhang Jingchun smiled.

"Didn't you see it now? Well, I've finished my words, Zha Zhahui, hurry up and try the medicine in front of everyone, and if it doesn't work, hurry back."

Now these foreigners' expert groups are very angry.

Especially in front of the media at home and abroad, especially the Lancet magazine, it is impossible for them to make a donation worthless by a young man in a long gown.

"Who is he, let him go down quickly..."

Fang Tiancheng hurriedly called the security guard to come up, Zhang Jingchun blocked it and said: "Okay, don't bother me, I'll say the same thing, they can't cure them, and I will be with you guys in front of all the cameras later." Witness a miracle, that's all."

"Master, Master Zhang, I won't let them see it, but I will let you see it."

At this time, Old Wang who was sitting at the back saw Zhang Jingchun coming, and was immediately overjoyed, but he was restrained by the security guard.

"Okay, marry him and let our foreign experts try their special medicine."

Several experts walked over confidently with their heads held high.

At this time, all the reporters were clattering with long guns and short cannons.

"Everyone, take a look. This is a specially prepared potion based on the samples we sent. You only need to apply it on him, and it will take effect within an hour."

When I saw the old Wang's hand, the infection had already begun to spread to two fingers, and the situation was very bad.

At this time, Zhuang Yiran understood that Zhang Jingchun must be given a chance, and these foreigners like to play tricks the most. Although he also had doubts about Zhang Jingchun's words, he was still full of expectations.

Just as they were applying the potion, they suggested: "Wait, I have something to say."

At this time, all the cameras were aimed at Zhuang Yiran.

"First of all, we are very happy to invite a team of foreign experts to look at this special case, and we are willing to believe in their ability, but there is a contingency in everything. If foreign experts can't cure the disease, wouldn't it be ..."

At this time, the foreign expert with the golden hair couldn't help laughing.

"Our medicine has special effects against this unknown virus. There is absolutely no chance. What are you trying to say? Do you want to make a name for yourself when we arrive?"

Zhuang Yiran laughed when she heard it: "Pfft, are you kidding me? I didn't want to take advantage of your fame, but I was pregnant with your medical level. The Zhang Jingchun who spoke just now is my good friend. He is not only good at Fengshui And you are proficient in Chinese medicine. If you have the ability, you might as well do this. Now that Lao Wang has infected the other hand, you can leave a finger for Zhang Jingchun to try, and the result will definitely be clear, but I just don’t know about you so-called experts. ,dare?"

At this time, the translator hurriedly translated for them.

When the blond male doctor heard this, he burst out laughing.

"What are you talking about, Chinese medicine? How can your Chinese medicine compare with our western medicine? You are all messy grass, branches, and insects that are so disgusting that they vomit. Can they be called medicine?"

Fang Tiancheng knew that he had no chance at this time, so of course he didn't want Zhang Jingchun to be in the limelight.

Then he hurriedly said: "That's right, stop making trouble, this disease is so serious, how can Chinese medicine do it, so many cameras are facing the live broadcast? If this spreads to foreign countries, our Chinese medicine doctor will be buried. ?”

"Okay, it doesn't matter if you don't dare. Anyway, I believe that our Chinese medicine is better than Western medicine. The reason why they dare not challenge is probably because of a guilty conscience."

When the translator said it, those foreign experts became anxious.

At this time, the golden retriever looked disdainful: "Okay, then let him come over, I want to see who hits whose face?"

Let alone Zhuang Yiran's happiness, she forcibly pulled Zhang Jingchun over.

The foreigner looked at Zhang Jingchun with disdain.

Zhang Jingchun looked at him and shook his head: "Let them look at it first, keep that one, and split it up."

"Okay, then I'll let you see whose medicine is the best."

The expert was also very angry, pulled the index finger of the test and said: "Come on, let's treat this index finger, and you will treat this middle finger."

"Whatever."

I saw a beautiful blonde doctor who carefully untied the bandaged fingers.

And pick up the medicine, apply it very carefully.

At this time, the camera was broadcasting live, and when everyone watched the painting, they held their breath and waited for the result.

The big screen above the hospital broadcast live online the changes of the fingers at the same time.

Everyone is waiting anxiously.

1 minutes.

10 minutes.

Two 10 minutes.

half an hour...

The entire venue was very quiet, and everyone was silently observing the changes in Lao Wang's fingers.

However, everyone's patience is very limited. When half an hour has passed and there is no reaction, they are a little bit overwhelmed.

"Hey, you crooked Guoren, can you do it? There is no movement at all?" Zhang Jingchun broke the calm first.

When the calm was broken, everyone finally spoke.

"That's right, it can't be bragging. It's fine to say an hour. It's already half the time, and there is still no movement. What are you doing?"

"Master Zhang, go ahead, waiting for their effects is simply a waste of life."

"That's right, they also said that we are not good at Chinese medicine. Master Zhang slapped them in the face severely."

Those foreign experts couldn't understand Chinese, so they asked the translator, "What do they mean?"

The translator is also a beautiful Chinese sister, so she said very perfunctorily: "He praised you for being handsome, and that Zhang Jingchun is cheering for you!"

Several foreigners were delighted when they heard it, and even smiled at Zhang Jingchun.

At this moment, Zhang Jingchun instinctively smiled at them, then turned around and asked Zhuang Yiran, "This foreigner is not a pervert, is he? Why is he smiling at me? He likes men?"

Others didn't know, but Zhuang Yiran, who had returned from studying abroad, of course understood what was going on, so she said something quietly. Zhang Jingchun immediately gave the little translator a thumbs up when she heard it.

The translator smiled.

Then he quickly translated to the foreigner: "Look, Zhang Jingchun really praised you? Said that your expert team is very good."

When these crooked nuts heard this, they all smiled and gave Zhang Jingchun a thumbs up.

But Zhang Jingchun smiled at everyone and said: "See, there is no movement in their medicine, and they think it is great. Wait a minute, let everyone see the effect of our Chinese medicine."

An hour came in a flash.

Zhang Jingchun came over, looked at it, and shook his head: "Wai Guoren, have you seen it, your medicine is really not good."

As he spoke, he stretched out his thumb and slowly turned it down.

"you……"

Zhuang Yiran was so happy that she hurriedly said: "Next, we will invite Mr. Zhang Jingchun to try his traditional Chinese medicine reagent, please."

At this moment, Fang Tiancheng pulled her and said in a low voice: "Yiran, don't make trouble, just now I checked his information, he is a fortune teller who does not understand medicine at all, what should we try?" , Do you think this is a joke? Are all the reporters from the Lancet here? He is playing a trick here, and he is not ashamed to be thrown abroad?"

After speaking, he hurriedly announced that Zhang Jingchun would go down.

Unexpectedly, those crooked nut experts were not happy.

"Wait, that kid, didn't you say he can do it? Let him try it. He shames us, and we shame him too."

The translator little-sister translated their original words.

Just as Zhang Jingchun wanted to go up, Zhuang Yiran gently pulled him.

"Zhang Jingchun, can you do it?"

"How can a man say no, just wait and see."

Then he walked over.

At this time, the old Wang was very happy, and shouted enthusiastically: "Master Zhang, I will wait for you as soon as I guess they won't do it. Hurry up and help me see, my finger will be destroyed." It's so painful that I can't sleep all night."

"Don't worry, it will be fine soon."

After speaking, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he took out a piece of yellow paper from his pocket, split it, and took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket.

Everyone in the venue stared at the stage intently, thinking what is this Jing Chun going to do?

Feel like doing something?
After holding the bottle in one hand and dismantling it in half with the other, he remembered something.

Everyone laughed. To be honest, Zhuang Yiran was also speechless at this time, thinking Zhang Jingchun, what kind of plane are you doing, so many cameras are pointing at you?Why are you still reciting scriptures?
This is not to let you transcend others.

"Zhang Jingchun, what are you doing? Do you want to see it or not? If you can't see it, tell me early. Don't do these messy things here, can you?"

Before he could finish speaking, he heard "Bang!", and saw the yellow paper suddenly burst into flames, scaring several foreign experts to scream, and an old man was so frightened that he sat on the ground with his buttocks.

Zhang Jingchun turned the yellow paper that was burning out of thin air on the small porcelain bottle a few times, then threw it on the ground and stomped it out.

Then I opened the small porcelain bottle and found that there was a small brush on the small porcelain bottle.

He also deliberately asked the camera to take a close-up of the medicine paste on the small brush.

Thick, sticky, a bit dark green.

"Everyone, look forward to it. This is my special sore medicine. Now let's witness the strangeness together. It will work within 5 minutes. Let them see whether it is Chinese medicine or Western medicine."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned. They never thought that it would only take 5 minutes.

Is this too fast?

Zhuang Yiran thought that this kid Zhang Jingchun was getting more and more daring to brag, so he should give himself more time, right? In 5 minutes, even if you put on a piyanping, it won't be effective so quickly, right?

"Master Zhang, hurry up, I can't wait." Old Wang shouted eagerly at this moment.

Xie Yuliang's cheering voice came from the side: "Master, come on, master will win."

But Zhang Jingchun didn't care about anyone at this time, and applied a layer of the medicine paste to his middle finger.

"Silk……"

As soon as he put it on, the old Wang gasped.

The reporter was also curious, and hurriedly asked, "Old Wang, what's wrong with you, how do you feel?"

"It's cool, it's so cold, it's even a little ice... Oh, I'm going, why, why does it feel a little hot again, Si, no, no, master, my hand feels like it's on fire, what's going on? Ah... "

No one expected that Lao Wang's expression at this time was very uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, this medicine is called Ice and Fire Two Heavens, just stick to it and you'll be fine!"

Lao Wang was hot and cold at this time, and he kept screaming.

The other hand scratched uncomfortably, as if a hundred ants were scratching his heart...

(End of this chapter)