Not only them, but most of the people present didn't believe it.
"Master Zhou spent more than six minutes using the technique. It's already a miracle. Can it be cured with just one shot?"
"Even if it's just the flu, this is simply impossible!"
"A clown, a pure clown!"
"I think he is just pretending to be crazy. There is something wrong with his brain. Who could do such a thing?"
"The key is that he uses Chinese medicine, right? Chinese medicine is better than magic? Isn't this nonsense?"
Jiang Chen naturally heard all these comments, but he didn't care. Instead, he looked at the guy holding the electronic thermometer: "I said I'm done with the treatment. Is it time to take this 'patient''s temperature?"
The man glanced at Feng Rui, saw her nodding, and immediately stepped forward to take the woman's temperature.
But when the results were displayed on the screen, the man's expression changed instantly.
36 degrees 8, the fever is gone, really gone!
Several onlookers closer to him also saw the numbers on the screen, and there was an uproar.
"36 degrees 8, the fever is gone, it's really gone!"
"But a person can be cured with just one injection? How is this possible?"
"Is the electronic thermometer broken?"
"It's possible. Electronic thermometers are particularly easy to break. Please try another one quickly!"
The person who took the temperature also thought of this and asked the club staff to bring a thermometer over, and then took the woman's temperature again.
The result disappointed him, 36 degrees 6, really good!
But how is that possible? This is impossible!
It was so unbelievable that Feng Rui immediately took a step forward and said anxiously to the woman: "Yuan...Beauty, do you feel any discomfort in your body? Do you really feel that you are healed?"
The woman wanted to lie, but she knew that lying was meaningless. After all, as long as she went to the hospital, all the answers would be revealed.
So after a slight hesitation, she immediately replied with a wry smile: "I'm fine, I don't feel any discomfort."
"How can this be?"
Even Zhou Yan was not calm now and grabbed the woman's wrist.
No, the cold energy that he had injected into the woman's body in advance had completely disappeared, and the woman was truly cured.
But it took him more than six minutes, but Jiang Chen added the entire process of taking out the needle, and it only took more than ten seconds.
In this situation, you don’t need to ask anyone to know that the opponent is obviously the winner.
"But how is that possible?"
He screamed uncontrollably again.
What he used was the power of magic. It can be said that ordinary doctors would never be able to cure him, unless he also had the power of magic like him.
But the kid in front of me?
This is absolutely impossible!
Feng Rui was also dumbfounded. He thought that Zhou Yan would definitely be able to catch him, but he didn't expect that the first game would be such a result. How could he accept this?
Wait, did Zhou Yan do it on purpose? The purpose is not to win too obviously, but to let the opponent win first?
The onlookers were even more commotion, none of them expected such a result.
Only Lin Wan'er and the three of them had bright smiles on their faces.
Jiang Chen won, and he won so easily, doesn't it mean that he is far more powerful than Zhou Yan?
But Zhou Yan is thirty years old and has been practicing magic for sixteen years. Is he still better than him?
What kind of monster is Jiang Chen?
It seems that she still underestimated his value. No, she can't miss such a man no matter what. No matter who robs her, don't even think about it!
Everyone present had different thoughts, and most of them, like Feng Rui, felt that Zhou Yan was deliberately teasing Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen turned a deaf ear to all of this. He looked at Zhou Yan, raised the corner of his mouth with a slight smile and said, "How is it? There shouldn't be any objection to winning or losing the first game, right?"
"You just won one game, boy, are you too proud of yourself a little too early?"
Zhou Yan snorted with a livid face and waved his hand to ask the patient from the second competition to be lifted up.
No matter what happened in the game just now, he was confident enough that he would never lose the second game.
As the younger brother squeezed out of the crowd, Feng Rui immediately glanced at Zhou Yan, signaling that he must not make any mistakes in this fight.
Zhou Yan nodded and reassured him that if he lost this game, he would stuff his head into the toilet.
The two "patients" were soon brought up, and the younger brother who had participated in the "notarization" immediately introduced the patients' condition, including their medical records, to everyone.
When he finished speaking, the whole place was in an uproar again.
"Vegetative state? This patient is actually a vegetative state?"
"Can this be cured? Impossible, right?"
"Shh, nothing is impossible. Don't forget Mr. Zhou's identity..."
"That's right, it seems like there's really no need to watch this. That kid will definitely lose..."
A sneer appeared at the corner of Jiang Chen's mouth. Indeed, the patient on the stretcher was not a vegetative state at all. It was just that all his senses were sealed by Zhou Yan using a special technique.
In the eyes of ordinary people, treating such patients must be much more difficult than the previous "flu patients". In fact, if Jiang Chen took action, it would probably be a matter of snapping his fingers at most.
In other words, this scene was the biggest hole Zhou Yan dug, but except for Jiang Chen, no one else present could see it at all.
"Boy, don't say I won't give you a chance, I'll let you go first this time!"
At this time, Zhou Yan's voice came, his eyes full of pride and cunning.
Jiang Chen raised the corner of his mouth and said with a look of disdain: "You should go first. I have said that if I take action first, you will have no chance to take action."
Zhou Yan was completely pissed off and laughed. Wasn't it just a fluke that you won the round?
With such a strong tone, does he really think he is destined to succeed?
Without saying anything, he just took out a piece of yellow talisman paper and gently threw it towards the sky.
"Heaven's law command, respect my decree, the medicine god descends to the earth, and all diseases will be gone!"
Following this powerful shout, Zhou Yan pointed his sword at the talisman paper in the sky.
But what made him dumbfounded was that the talisman didn't react at all and just fell to the ground.
Not only that, even the patients on the ground showed no signs of waking up, but how could this be possible?
It shouldn’t be possible at all!
While he was dumbfounded, Jiang Chen suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth and said mockingly: "Master Zhou's skill in dancing is truly well-deserved. Most people can't do such shameful movements and slogans."
"But I really don't understand. What's going on now?"
"Master Zhou, this...couldn't it be that he failed to invite the gods?"
Zhou Yan's face instantly turned livid. This was not a hint of sarcasm, but an explicit sarcasm.
But he couldn't refute it, because he had indeed failed, and with his performance just now, wasn't he just a clown?
But how could it fail? Logically speaking, this is something that shouldn’t be done at all!
