Miraculous Doctor: Crazy Pursued by a Beautiful CEO After Breaking Up

Li Kuchan pointed to the mother and son and asked everyone in the Xiangdi Sect: "Can you tell anything about this mother and son?"

At this time, the student was holding Lin Mo's treatment plan and pushing his mother to leave.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but I always felt that his steps were much lighter than when he came.

Everyone in Xiangdimen shook their heads.

"Is there anything strange?"

Someone is puzzled.

Li Kuchan sighed heavily: "You're confused! No matter what I told you on weekdays, in the end, I still forgot the most important thing!"

"Look at that son. He is wearing a school uniform. Even the soles of the shoes on his feet are worn away. I don't know how long he has been wearing them."

"Looking at the mother again, although her clothes are clean and tidy, it is not difficult to see that she is wearing old clothes and even patched. It is not difficult to see that even the wheelchair is something that has been discarded by others."

He let out a sigh of relief: "What does this mean?"

"It shows that they are completely unable to treat the disease!"

"Although Zhao Chengyou's treatment plan is effective, the cost of the entire treatment is millions at least. But what about Lin Mo's?"

Lin Mo's treatment plan consists of common Chinese herbal medicines, many of which can even be found in the fields.

Although the treatment plan is long and requires at least a full year of treatment before the patient can recover, according to this plan, even if it takes a year, the money required will not exceed [-] yuan!

For such a family that even has to pick up wheelchairs to be eliminated by others, it is self-evident how to choose.

Everyone in Xiangdimen fell silent for a moment, and many people had a look of shame on their faces.

But some people are still dissatisfied: "But we lost the game!"

"Is winning or losing that important?"

Li Kuchan asked: "As a doctor, the first lesson is to learn to be benevolent and put people first. No matter how beautiful your prescriptions are, if the patients can't afford them, what's the use?"

After saying that, he glanced at the Dust Alliance and the judges in the audience, and shook his head.

These so-called miracle doctors have long been separated from the lowest level of life and have forgotten the original intention of studying medicine.

Only Lin Mo, whose medical skills are unparalleled in the world, has never forgotten his true heart. He is the most worthy person to be called a miracle doctor!

Originally, Li Kuchan wanted to tell these things and compete with He Chenmeng for the outcome of this competition.

But after seeing Lin Mo's calm look, he suddenly changed his mind.

Winning or losing is important, but medical ethics is even more important!

The most important thing is that this is the first game, two out of three games, and there are two more games to come. He believes that Lin Mo knows it well.

I believe in Lin Mo’s character even more!

Since he promised himself that he would win, he will definitely win!

Lin Mo seemed to notice Li Kuchan's gaze and turned to look over.

Li Kuchan laughed and gave him a thumbs up.

Lin Mo also smiled and said silently: "Wait for me, I will definitely win!"

The first competition ended with the Hechen Alliance winning without any suspense.

"How about it, do you agree or not?"

Zhao Chengyou looked at Lin Mo triumphantly: "Are you sure you will come in the second game without any substitutions?"

"No need to change."

Lin Mo looked calm.

Zhao Chengyou sneered: "Okay, you have the courage. Let's wait and see how I defeat you in the second game!"

Everyone in the Hechen Alliance also looked arrogant.

Li Kuchan walked up, took the microphone and said: "The first competition is about treatment plans."

"The second competition is about the treatment process."

He looked at the audience and said seriously: "The referee will still select two patients with the same disease among the patients on site, and the two contestants will treat them in public."

“The outcome of treatment determines the outcome!”

The audience suddenly became excited.

They may not be able to understand just the treatment plan, but the effect of treating a disease in public is visible to the naked eye.

This game is wonderful!

Zhao Chengyou also became proud: "Besides treating diseases, you don't want to rely on traditional Chinese medicine, right?"

“To tell you the truth, when it comes to immediate results, Chinese medicine can’t even catch up with Western medicine!”

Lin Mo became even more disgusted after hearing these words.

This and the Chen Alliance really think that everyone is just like Linkton, they are all Muyang dogs!

He raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Chengyou: "In that case, let's compare."

The twelve referees worked together and quickly found two patients with the same disease in the crowd.

After all, people from all over the country came to watch today's miracle doctor conference. It was very easy to find someone.

But the symptoms of the two patients made everyone stunned.

Because what the two of them got was actually influenza!

"It's such a simple disease, you're kidding me!"

"Both of them are miracle doctors. Isn't it a joke to ask them to cure a small cold?"

"I think the referee did the right thing. Only minor illnesses can reveal skills!"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience.

Zhao Chengyou curled his lips and said, "Why don't you find two people with colds to tease me?"

"Cure a cold, it's very simple, just take a shot and you'll be cured."

Speaking of this, he glanced at Lin Mo: "But Chinese medicine is different. Chinese medicine has always been slow in its effects. You will lose in this battle."

In other words, I will definitely win the Miracle Doctor Conference!

Everyone in Xiangdimen was anxious.

Compared with Western medicine antibiotics, Chinese medicine is indeed slower to take effect. Is it possible that this year's miracle doctor conference will lose to the Hechen Alliance again?

Even Li Kuchan frowned.

Lin Mo, however, remained motionless. He looked at the two selected patients and asked, "Would you choose first or should I choose?"

"They all have the same cold, what's the order?"

Zhao Chengyou sneered: "No matter which one you choose, you can't win, and I won't take advantage of you by letting you choose first."

After that, he added: "Choose one with a milder disease, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope of winning!"

Everyone in the Hechen Alliance burst into laughter.

Lin Mo smiled, pointed to the patient on the left and said, "I choose this one."

"Then I choose the rest."

After Zhao Chengyou said that, he took out his stethoscope.

Lin Mo stretched out his hand to take a pulse.

Soon, both of them finished the diagnosis, and then took out the needle in unison.

It's just that Zhao Chengyou's is a syringe for infusion, while Lin Mo's is a silver needle.

"Hey, do you know about acupuncture?"

Zhao Chengyou said with a strange tone: "This acupuncture skill always requires years of accumulation. I see that your hair is not even long. Have you identified the acupuncture points?"

"You don't have to worry about it anymore."

Lin Mo said as he started to inject the needle.

Not to be outdone, Zhao Chengyou quickly began to prepare medicines and prepare for infusion to the patient.

But before the potion was mixed, I heard the sound of breathing coming from all around.

Confused, he looked up.

With just one glance, the whole person froze on the spot, as if struck by lightning: "This...how is this possible?!"