On the stage, the atmosphere was tense.
Jiang Haoning bowed his hand and said in a serious tone: "Brother Yan, I will go all out this time."
The person whom Jiang Haoning calls Senior Brother Yan is Yan Rongan. He is Xun Shuping's great disciple and the most skilled in Chinese medicine among all Xun Shuping's disciples. He has ordinary facial features and is the kind of person you won't find among the disgraceful crowd. However, he is kind-hearted and willing to help the world. He will also appropriately reduce or reduce the treatment fees for injured poor monks. Therefore, his reputation among monks is very high.
Seeing Jiang Haoning cupping his hands in salute, he looked at Jiang Haoning's right hand in shock and said, "Junior brother Jiang, is your hand okay?"
Jiang Haoning nodded: "Yes."
A smile appeared on Yan Rongan's face and he said sincerely: "Congratulations to Junior Brother Jiang."
Jiang Haoning also expressed his thanks in a sincere tone: "Thank you, Senior Brother Yan."
Although their masters don't deal with each other, they have a good relationship with their disciples in private.
When Jiang Haoning destroyed his arm, Yan Rongan brought several juniors to diagnose and treat Jiang Haoning.
But because Jiang Haoning had destroyed it so completely, their fellow apprentices were helpless.
Later, when they saw Jiang Haoning abandoning himself, they felt very sorry in their hearts.
Now seeing Jiang Haoning cheer up, Yan Rongan is truly happy for Jiang Haoning.
In the stands, Xun Shuping looked at this scene and snorted coldly: "Moji."
Mr. He said with a smile: "The grievances of the previous generation cannot be forced on the next generation. I would like to see them live in harmony."
Xun Shuping snorted again: "Hypocritical."
Mr. He didn't speak, just touched his beard with a smile and continued to look at the two people on the ring.
Yan Rongan opened his mouth to ask who cured Jiang Haoning's hand. He was really curious as to which expert had cured Jiang Haoning's hand.
Could it be that Jiang Haoning figured it out and asked the president to treat it?
Just as he was about to ask, Jiang Haoning handed over his hand and said, "Senior Brother Yan, let's start quickly." He had to win this game quickly, and he still had very important things to do.
Junior sister is still waiting for him!
Yan Rongan looked at Jiang Haoning, who had a new look in front of him, with fighting spirit in his eyes. Yan Rongan was shocked, his expression became solemn, and he nodded: "Then, let's get started."
The competition between the two began.
The onlookers under the ring were very quiet.
The competition between medical cultivators is different from the competition between combat cultivators.
Audiences watching the medical training competition will try their best to keep quiet, for fear of affecting the performance of the medical training practitioners.
The first competition was acupuncture.
This is what both men are good at.
Soon, two injured people were carried up.
In the Benevolent Heart Alliance, many people come to seek medical treatment every day. It would be too easy to find two injured people to compete with each other.
The injured are also happy to assist in the competition between the two doctors, because this treatment is completely free! If anything goes wrong with the treatment, there will be compensation.
Such a good thing was something these two people had to fight for with great difficulty. It is really not easy to stand out among dozens of injured people.
The injuries of the two injured people are almost the same. Now it depends on who can use the needle first to contain the injury of the injured person.
The guards who brought up the injured helped the two medical practitioners take off the clothes of the injured and then stepped aside.
The referee standing in the middle of the ring was a steward from the Renxin Alliance. As soon as he announced the start of the competition, Jiang Haoning and Yan Rongan began to administer acupuncture.
In the stands, Xun Shuping was slightly shocked when he saw Jiang Haoning take action.
Because he found that Jiang Haoning used his left hand to apply acupuncture first, and then his right hand.
The acupuncture movements of the left hand are very skillful.
Obviously, when Jiang Haoning lost his right hand, he did not completely give up his medical skills, but continued to practice acupuncture with his left hand.
Xun Shuping couldn't help but turned around and asked Mr. He: "When was Jiang Haoning's hand cured? Who cured it?"
Xun Shuping had some doubts that the president had cured him. But the president has been out for a long time.
Could it be that the president had cured Jiang Haoning's hand a long time ago?
When will that be?
Mr. He looked at Xun Shuping with a smile: "Want to know?"
Xun Shuping frowned, suddenly feeling something bad.
Sure enough, Mr. He's tone was unflattering, and he said with a smile: "You want to know? But I won't tell you."
Xun Shuping: "..." The fist is hard!
All he wanted now was to punch the old guy in the face.
Mr. He felt relieved when he saw Xun Shu's angry eyebrows trembling.
However, Mr. He complained in his heart: How can I tell you something I don’t even know?
He guessed that Qingxi had cured Haoning's hand, but he really didn't know when it was cured.
On the ring, both of them were seriously treating the injured.
The people watching under the ring held their breaths and watched the two medical practitioners on the ring performing acupuncture without blinking.
Their movements were gentle and precise, both carrying an indescribable aura.
On the rooftop in the distance, Gu Qingxi commented on the acupuncture techniques of the two people while eating.
"Senior Brother Jiang is very crisp in his movements and grasps the acupoints and meridians very accurately. Senior Brother Yan moves slowly but steadily. The two are actually equally good at acupuncture. This Senior Brother Yan still has two brushes."
Mr. Lin nodded slightly and said: "Yan Rongan has always strived to be stable. He never does anything he is not sure of. He has also been practicing medicine for many years, and he has been preparing for the Grandmaster examination for a long time."
After Mr. Lin finished speaking, he reached out and took out a nut from the nut bag in front of Gu Qingxi.
Gu Qingxi turned to look at Mr. Lin and said, "Don't you want to eat?"
Mr. Lin said in a calm tone: "Oh, I think you enjoy the food. I'll give it a try."
As soon as Lin Lao finished speaking, a figure appeared on the other side of Gu Qingxi.
Mr. Lin turned around and raised his eyebrows: "Old Zhao, why are you here too?"
Gu Qingxi didn't notice the man approaching at all. She didn't notice him until he appeared next to her.
And this man was Xun Shuping's personal protector, the old man who always had an expressionless face.
The old man sat on Gu Qingxi's left hand side, looked at the nuts in Elder Lin's hand, and then turned to look at the bag of nuts in Gu Qingxi's hand.
The problem is, he just kept looking and didn't look away.
Gu Qingxi: "..."
Got it, got it, it’s all been made clear!
Gu Qingxi handed the nut bag in front of the old man: "Mr. Zhao, want one?"
Mr. Zhao thanked him very reservedly: "Thank you very much."
After saying that, Mr. Zhao stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful, a whole handful! Then, under Gu Qingxi's confused eyes, he calmly ate nuts while watching the competition on the ring.
Gu Qingxi: "..."
I'm sure, this expressionless Mr. Zhao must have a very sultry temperament.
At this time, Mr. Lin spoke: "Old Zhao, who do you think will win this competition?"
