"Hehe, you Chinese like to make some mysterious things!"
A blonde foreigner in his early 40s came out with disdain and said in astringent Chinese.
Lin Feng said faintly, "a foreign devil also knows how to use idioms. It's good. It seems that your mouth is not satisfied and your heart is still very convinced of our culture?"
The foreigner sneered and said, "I'm just talking about it. Your so-called culture and quintessence are the most ridiculous thing in my eyes... By the way, the old man who was defeated by me and was so angry that he fell ill and unconscious is not dead yet?"
Hearing this, the Zhou family and others lowered their heads and looked pale.
Zhou Yun and Zhou Yifan were pale with anger.
"I live well. Even if I die, you foreign devil will die first!"
A somewhat hoarse, but sonorous and powerful voice suddenly sounded!
Then an old man came out of the house slowly.
His appearance immediately made the whole audience in an uproar!
"Old... Old master!"
"The old master is awake! The old master is awake!"
"Grandpa!"
Zhou Yun and Zhou Yifan burst into the old man's arms with joy and tears.
At this moment, the old man was also vertical and horizontal. He held the two children tightly and said in a trembling voice: "child, although I have been in a coma for so long, I still remember what you did. You have suffered..."
Zhou Yun shook her head: "as long as grandpa can wake up, no matter how hard we eat, it's worth it."
The old man was both happy and sad.
He hates his incompetence!
After fifty years of painstaking study of traditional Chinese medicine, he was defeated by a foreign devil who had studied medicine for more than ten years!
And in such a humiliating way!
The most painful thing for him is that because of his failure, all the Zhou family's industries fell into the hands of the Zhao family!
"I was blindfolded by lard..."
"I always put the overall situation first and the family as my own responsibility. I went to bet with the Zhou family for a moment of arrogance..."
"Damn me, damn me!"
Master Zhou raised his hand and beat him hard in the face.
"Grandpa -"
Zhou Yun and Zhou Yifan hurriedly stopped.
"Old man, it's not easy to come back from hell. Don't trample on your body like this."
"It's not terrible to lose a game, but it's terrible to never recover from it."
"Don't worry, I will win back for you in today's competition."
Lin Feng, dressed as a doctor in a long gray shirt, walked up to the old man and said with a smile.
The old man's eyes widened!
After advanced——
Patter!
In front of the public, Lin Feng knelt down!
"Grandpa!!"
"Old master!!"
Zhou Yifan and Zhou Yun were shocked.
The Zhou family were stunned.
Even Zhao Xiang and others were confused. They couldn't figure out how the old man was good. Suddenly, they knelt down. Is it because his condition hasn't fully recovered and his body is weak?
Only Lin Feng knows what's going on.
He grabbed the old man's arm with both hands and was ready to help him up. He smiled bitterly and said, "old man, you've broken me."
"Eunuch, you are my eunuch..."
The old man trembled and said, "although I was not conscious at that time, I was in a confused state, but I still remember some things."
"It was you who cured me with the legendary Taiyi needle!"
"You are not only my benefactor, but also a legend in the field of traditional Chinese medicine in China. You can stand this kneeling!"
As soon as they said this, everyone took a cold breath and looked at Lin Feng in horror.
It turned out that the old man's illness did not recover by himself!
But the young man who dressed strangely and let them despise him was cured!
Zhou Yun on one side was moved to tears. She knew she was right... Mr. Wang Ye is indeed a master of WTO entry.
Zhou Yifan scratched his head and thought that after the competition, whether he won or lost, he had to apologize to the big brother, and then ask for a contact information to find time to drink and make friends!
"This boy is really a doctor!"
"And it can cure this old thing, and the level of proof should not be bad!"
Zhao Xiang looks a little ugly.
"Don't worry, Mr. Zhao. No matter how powerful he is, he is only a small traditional Chinese medicine at best. There is no chance of winning in front of me."
The foreigner lowered his voice: "even if there is a miracle, it doesn't matter if he gets the upper hand... Anyway, we still have that move. As long as that move is displayed, we will win."
Zhao Xiang nodded and said with a smile, "yes, we will never lose."
The voice of their conversation was very low.
Even those close to them can't hear it at all.
However, in the face of Lin Feng, who can be called a pleasant breeze, he naturally heard it clearly.
"That move? What's that move?"
Lin Feng frowned.
Finally.
The game begins.
The setting is in a large ward of a private hospital.
Inside, there were 30 patients with different diseases.
Although the patients are not dying, their bodies are very weak, and most of them are unconscious.
The rule of this competition is to significantly improve the condition of these patients within 48 hours.
At the end of 48 hours, the most people who can improve the patient's body are the winners!
"Boy, you will lose!"
Wearing a white coat, Baker walked up to Lin Feng and smiled proudly.
Behind him stood a dozen doctors and nurses in white coats.
Some of these doctors and nurses stood respectfully behind Baker in surgical clothes and professional medical equipment.
Baker said proudly, "this time, I brought the most advanced medical team in the United States and the latest drugs. I don't say it can cure all diseases, but the effect is absolutely immediate... And you? Hehe, in addition to the old Taoist at the back door, can anyone else help you? How can you fight me?"
Before Lin Feng could speak, qingyunzi next to him stepped forward and hummed coldly, "the old man alone is worth a thousand people in your so-called shit medical team!"
"OK, just keep bragging!"
Baker shrugged and didn't take qingyunzi's words seriously.
"Mr. Wang, come on!"
Zhou Yun waved her little hand.
Lin Feng smiled, nodded and looked at Zhou Yifan.
The latter quickly lowered his head to hide the look of expectation on his face.
Young people, after all, are still proud and charming.
"Eunuch, just do your best. I believe you."
Master Zhou patted Lin Feng's hand and said politely. Then he added, "that Zhao Xiang boy is very bad. My baby granddaughter married him. It's a natural thing. It's just your kindness. She can barely deserve..."
"Cough..."
Lin Feng coughed twice and thought that Jiang was still old and spicy.
I said I would try my best. Later, I bet my granddaughter's happiness on him.
Grandma, what an old fox!
However, Lin Feng would not give Zhao Xiang such a lovely girl as Zhou Yun.
"Well, can the game begin?"
Beck looked defiantly at Lin Feng and said.
"Please."
Lin Feng's long sleeved robe stretched out and looked indifferent.
He doesn't care what kind of conspiracy Zhao Xiang's "that move" is.
All he knows is that he must win!