Su Qingyu's inspiring words were sought after by the entire Internet.
However, as a fair and impartial reporter, Wang Bingbing still dutifully handed the microphone to Jiang Yunfei.
"Hello, Dr. Jiang Yunfei."
"I heard that you are the CEO of Jiangfu Group in Jiangcheng City. In order to participate in the competition this time, you have taken a few days out of your busy schedule."
"What is the purpose of your visit this time?"
With the same speaking skills, as a reporter, you must give each player a stage to speak.
“I came here mainly to win the championship.”
"In the face of the honor and disgrace of Longguo Traditional Chinese Medicine, what does my private business mean?"
"Okay, it seems that Dr. Jiang Yunfei also came to compete with the purpose of saving the Dragon Kingdom's traditional Chinese medicine." Probably guessing Jiang Yunfei's official speech, Wang Bingbing suddenly asked, "Recently, there was an article about Dr. Jiang on the Internet. The discussion was very lively.”
"That is, everyone has discovered that the Jiang's acupuncture technique passed down from your ancestors has many similarities with the Taiyi Divine Acupuncture passed down by Dr. Su Qingyu. I wonder about this. Can you give an explanation?"
As soon as this question came out, everyone in the audience turned their attention to Jiang Yunfei.
Before Su Qingyu performed acupuncture, everyone thought that Jiang Yunfei had probably obtained the true inheritance of Taiyi Divine Acupuncture.
However, when Su Qingyu applied the acupuncture, the strange phenomena produced allowed anyone who was not blind to know who had the higher level of acupuncture.
"It's a coincidence." Jiang Yunfei replied without changing his expression, his heart not beating, "The ancient acupuncture techniques of the Dragon Kingdom have been passed down for so many years. It is normal for them to have some similarities during the exchange and integration."
"The acupuncture techniques I practice are indeed all from my ancestors. I can say this with confidence."
Jiang Yunfei's explanation barely stopped everyone's mouths.
But Su Qingyu and Mu Hanyan, who knew the truth, looked at Jiang Yunfei with contempt.
"As expected, capitalists are all shameless."
“These days, only by being shameless can you make more money.”
Su Qingyu couldn't hold it in any longer and whispered to Mu Hanyan in a low voice.
As Mu Hanyan's beautiful eyes rolled around, she nodded and said, "This is indeed the nature of society."
"Okay! The interviews with the two contestants have also been completed!"
"Now let me tell you about the format of this game."
Wang Bingbing removed the microphone from Jiang Yunfei, and then announced loudly,
"There are two patients with advanced lung cancer living in each of the two wards."
"The course of their illness is similar. They are all resting in the ward, waiting for the first chemotherapy."
"The competition asked the families of the two patients, and they agreed to accept the contestants' traditional Chinese medicine methods."
"In other words, if there is really no way to save this competition, the two doctors will not be held responsible."
"But! As a live broadcast that attracts the attention of the whole network, all netizens and senior figures from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association are watching here. If a doctor chooses to treat irresponsibly because he cannot cure it, then in this case, the official Doctors can be held accountable.”
"In a word, in this final, compared to medical skills, the most basic ticket is medical ethics."
"Okay, without further ado, let's invite two doctors into the ward!"
As Wang Bingbing's broadcasting voice fell, the live broadcast screen directly showed the situation in the two wards on a split screen.
Su Qingyu's side.
Putting on medical protective equipment, she and Mu Hanyan walked into the ward.
As soon as they entered the door, they saw an adult man who was less than 80 kilograms thin and fainted on the bed with a painful look on his face.
According to the medication list beside the bed, it can be seen that the patient took some painkillers and sedatives, so that he could get a hard-earned rest amidst the immense pain.
Su Qingyu looked at the patient and felt very uncomfortable.
Tightening her gloves, she started to check the patient's pupils, tongue...
At the same time, in the next ward.
Jiang Yunfei also walked into the ward with an assistant.
As if prepared, he motioned to his assistant to unload the medical kit.
Then he took out a handmade pill.
This pill exudes a strong smell of Chinese medicinal materials.
Others don't know, but he knows.
This was the last research result of my father before his death.
This pill poured into my father’s lifelong understanding of Chinese medicine.
His lifelong ideal is to conquer terminal diseases such as cancer, in order to make Jiang's traditional Chinese medicine famous throughout the country.
But unfortunately, God is not false. In the process of experimenting with self-developed pills, he also contracted cancer and passed away due to bad living habits.
There is a saying that it is difficult for a doctor to heal himself. Even though he was as good as an old Chinese medicine doctor, he died with regret in the end.
As the only male heir of the Jiang family, Jiang Yunfei took over the pill formula left by his father as a matter of course.
In his years of research, he discovered that the reason for his father's continuous failure may be the lack of a blind drug.
Today, he came with pills made from an improved version of the prescription to challenge this terrible terminal disease again.
"Master, this newly revised prescription you have recently revised has not yet undergone systematic testing."
"It's a little inappropriate to give it to this patient with terminal cancer like this."
Seeing Jiang Yunfei taking out the pill and being dazed, the assistant on the side persuaded him.
"no need."
"I researched the medicine that my father didn't research."
"That means I'm better than him!"
"Don't worry, my new medicine will definitely work, otherwise I wouldn't be so confident walking into the ward."
Jiang Yunfei's eyes were arrogant and he answered confidently.
"Then...okay." When the assistant saw Jiang Yunfei insisting, he couldn't say anything.
After all, I am just a part-time worker, so whatever my boss says is what I do.
"The patient's current condition should not allow him to swallow this pill."
"Go and help me fill a cup with water to dissolve the pills. I'll give him an injection first to ease his pain."
Jiang Yunfei glanced at the comatose patient, turned around, handed the pills to his assistant, and gave instructions.
The assistant responded, walked to the corner of the ward, started to collect water, and then used it to dissolve the pills.
Jiang Yunfei calmly took out the silver needles and began to disinfect them one by one with alcohol.
Netizens who saw the situation on both sides also discovered that Su Qingyu was still carefully examining the patient.
Jiang Yunfei seemed to be about to start acupuncture.
This kind of leadership in the process has also caused a lot of discussion in the live broadcast room:
"What's going on? Why is Dr. Su still diagnosing? Didn't the host say in advance that it was late stage lung cancer?"
"Don't worry, Dr. Su is responsible for the patient. Who knows if the patient's cancer cells have metastasized? It's not promising. What if there is an accident?"
"I don't think so. Compared with Dr. Jiang, who is in his thirties, Dr. Su is still too young. If you are asked to go to a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, would you rather be treated by a younger one or an older one?"
"Nonsense, I'm definitely looking for a beautiful girl. Isn't she delicious with two beautiful ladies?"
"The one in front of me, you are not sick. If you were sick, you would definitely cry and beg the old Chinese doctor to treat you!"
"You scold me again?! You are the only one who is sick, your whole family is sick!"
"..."
