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Hearing Wang Dongshan's voice, not only the spectators were shocked, even the host on stage was stunned. Towards Wang Dongshan's noisy announcement of the final victor, the candidate that won was extremely incomprehensible.

Wang Dongshan could be considered an old man in the Chinese medical field, his temperament had always been upright and honest. Because of an unknown Zhong Ming, he had lost his composure twice during this period.

"He killed them quickly!" What right do you have to say that he won? " The lower class were somewhat puzzled by the scene on the stage.

"Moreover, this Zhong Ming hasn't shown any special abilities either."

"Ye Fei is the descendant of the profound thread examination, who can compare to her?"

At this moment, the venue was in an uproar once again.

Facing the entire arena's questioning, Wang Dongshan did not speak. He just stood there quietly, not moving at all.

"This Zhong Ming can't be the descendant of some officials, right? our family has the money to buy the steward of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association and then come here to play? "

Just then, someone started to make an untimely association, after all, Zhong Ming did not register for the competition with him, but instead dropped down during the competition.

The first round of the finals ended with an inexplicable result. But in the second round, the grandson of the Medical God Wang Dongshan, Wang Xiaobo, was disqualified, and while Zhong Ming was giving the patient a mouthful of blood, the judge, Wang Dongshan, even announced Zhong Ming's victory, this was truly too inconceivable. Therefore, they didn't blame anyone for connecting the dots to the darkness and trickery behind the match.

"Our Traditional Chinese Medicine Association is pure, and not a place for some people to play."

"Those who don't have the ability, get out of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association!"

More and more people are expressing their dissatisfaction with this kind of 'fooling around with someone else'.

"Cough, cough ~ ~ ~"

At this moment, a cough could be heard coming from the loudspeaker along with Mike's voice.

There were more than a dozen people on the stage, but no one coughed.

Just when everyone was trying to find out where this weird cough came from, the woman who had just fainted earlier had already opened her eyes.

Even though the pixels on the large screen are not particularly high, some of the details are blurry due to the size of the image block on the screen. However, from the contrast of the women's complexion before and now, it could be seen that there were many women's complexions at this time. The woman seemed to be looking much better than before, and her pale face had already turned a little pale. There was no longer any expression of pain on his face.

What was going on? Could it be that this woman was truly cured by Zhong Ming?

How is this possible? Even God of Medicine Wang Dongshan and the successor of Ye Family, Ye Fei, were helpless against this illness, yet this young man could actually cure it? Who exactly was this Zhong Ming youth?

At this time, Ye Fei and the other evaluators also rushed to the woman's body to check her pulse. After checking her pulse, they all shook their heads with expressions of disbelief.

Before the competition, the doctors at the top of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association had already examined this woman, and the illness this woman had was without a doubt what Ye Fei had said. But the result was as Ye Fei had said, all the doctors present, including Doctor Sun Baicao who was in the guest area watching from the sidelines. This disease was the cause of its illness. Its performance, or even its condition, were all too frightening.

It was said to be the most cruel of illnesses because there was no cure.

This time, the competition within the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association did not allow only the members of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association to participate as usual, but rather, it was extremely extensive to recruit competitors.

"I don't think the lump on my back hurts that much anymore." As she spoke, the woman touched her back and was surprised to find that the lump on her back had disappeared.

"Doctor Wang?" The woman immediately walked towards Doctor Wang Dongshan.

"The lump on my body is gone!" The woman said happily.

The woman was wearing a wireless microphone to begin with, so everything she said was broadcasted through the loudspeaker.

Everyone in the audience was shocked when they heard what the woman said. There were so many famous doctors present, but they didn't expect that it was a young man of very young age who cured the disease in the end.

The people who were still blaming Zhong Ming for pretending not to understand anything just a moment ago had all closed their eyes, as they looked at Zhong Ming in admiration.

Zhong Ming pointed to him but did not say anything, because since others did not believe you, then no matter how good your words were, it would be useless. The only way to prove it was the truth.

Receiving a signal from Doctor Wang, the woman knew that the one who was treating her was Zhong Ming.

"Thank you!"

At this time, the lady walked in front of Zhong Ming with a grateful look.

"No need, this disease is a kind of mental demon. Sunshine people get the sun, and rain people get only lightning and thunder." Zhong Ming said indifferently while standing at his original position.

"I hope you can live a serious life this time." Zhong Ming spoke casually, but he could understand the meaning behind his words.

Then, under the grateful gaze of the woman, the resume appeared on the big screen.

Zhao Xiaojuan, 45 years old, her husband died in a car accident when she was in her thirties. It was a huge blow to Ms. Zhao's mind and body. But considering her children, she insisted on raising her only son by herself, but in the year her son turned twenty-three, she committed suicide because of a loss of love. One after another, Ms. Zhao was beaten down, and finally she became jealous and sad, resulting in a mental illness that eventually led to the birth of Heaven's Will.

The clinical observation shows that the back of Ms. Zhao is a polygonal mass with a peculiar shape. He had been hospitalized three years ago and had undergone surgical treatment. However, this lump unexpectedly grew back within three days after the operation.

Last year, when he turned to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, it was mainly taken over by Doctor God Wang Dongshan. However, after a year, he still hadn't found the right method, which was why this event would appear in the finals today.

Then there were a couple of monthly photos taken in recent months. The shape of the mass above was very regular, but from December last year, the color of the mass changed from red to black. Whatever the reason, anyone with a little medical knowledge would know that this was a sign that the lump was about to go bad.

The audience was reading the women's resumes one after another. They finally understood what was going on.

At this time, Wang Dongshan nodded towards the guests and the evaluators and started to speak.

"Everyone has also seen this illness. Heaven's will swells up and refers to heaven's will. I want to find a cure. I want to give the person who has chosen the wrong path a chance to turn back. I think that since this lady is able to cure her illness, she will definitely cherish this opportunity. "

"This illness requires a special kind of acupuncture. It is called the Four Divine Needles! This needle technique had already been lost. But today I had the privilege of seeing it! Just a moment ago, the acupuncture technique that Zhong Ming used to treat Ms. Zhao was the Four Directions Needle Technique. "

Wang Dongshan continued to speak with such a tone that one would never hear the emotions in his heart, but at this moment, they could truly feel the surging waves in his heart.

For the rest of Wang Dongshan's life, the only person who could cause his heart to shake was Zhong Ming.

"Although the Suspending Silk Spikes is a miracle in the world of traditional Chinese medicine, for the Four Divine Needles, it is just too common. After all, the two weren't on the same level. Therefore, I have directly announced Zhong Ming as the champion, and if there are any objections, please raise them now. "

Wang Dongshan's voice resonated throughout the entire venue, no one seemed to have connected Zhong Ming's words to the Four Symbols Divine Needle.

After all, too many things had happened between now and now.

Four Divine Needles! Some people had heard of this needle technique before. It was similar to a needle technique from ancient times. It was a miracle that it was passed down, let alone using this needle technique to treat a patient in front of everyone.

After Wang Dongshan finished explaining, he returned the podium back to the host.

"Next, we would like to invite our president to award the award for Zhong Ming! He hopes that Zhong Ming will continue to walk on the road of traditional Chinese medicine to become wider and wider in the future. " After saying that, an old man wearing a grey suit came down from the platform. In the end, the ceremonial lady handed a wooden box to Zhong Ming.

"Thank you!" Zhong Ming was elated when he saw the wooden box. Although he did not open the wooden box, Zhong Ming could clearly feel a dense amount of spirit energy.

Could this be a spiritual herb level item? Originally, Zhong Ming wanted to complain about Chen Youcai tricking him to come here, but since he did not come here for nothing, Zhong Ming could forgive him.

"Zhong Ming is really too lucky, for every year's Traditional Chinese Medicine Association competition, some precious medicinal herbs will be used as prizes. With such a huge battle formation this year, there's no way he would use a normal reward."

"How can it be ordinary? Just look at the box; it's already quite extraordinary."

"Can we get close enough to let him open it and let us see what's inside?"

"Even if it is an ordinary precious medicinal herb that isn't a heavenly material, it is still worth quite a bit of money. Moreover, it is often hard to find a thousand gold so you can forget about making him show you!"

Zhong Ming did not notice that Sun Baicao, who was sitting in the guest seat, was walking towards him.

"Damn, Sun Baicao was extremely low-key when he came here, why is he walking toward that brat now?" one of the sharp-eyed spectators shouted.

"I heard that Sun Baicao has not accepted disciples for many years, it is actually because I have secretly accepted a disciple as my last disciple. Could it be, this last disciple is Zhong Ming?"

"How is this possible?"

Just as everyone was discussing whether or not Zhong Ming was actually the young disciple of Sun Baicao's secret stash, they saw Sun Baicao's hands in a congratulatory gesture, as he spoke out to Zhong Ming.

"Congratulations Master!"

F * ck! What was wrong with this world? Could it be something wrong with my ears? Sun Baicao actually called him Master? Was this a sign of Mars crashing into Earth?

I did not expect Old Doctor Sun to make a slip of the tongue. No, there was no reason for a master to pay his respects to his disciple when he misspoke, right? Could this Zhong Ming really be Sun Baicao's master?

The venue was about to explode. A sky-high news! It was a strange story that hadn't been seen in many years in the Chinese medical field.

Zhong Ming's attention was completely focused on the wooden box in his hands, completely unguarded against Sun Baicao's arrival. However, thinking about it, since she had already called him master, treating her master to a meal to celebrate shouldn't be too much of a problem, but thinking about how he did not have much money left on hand right now, and also Whitey's high food expenses, Zhong Ming felt a headache, so he decided to save it and eat as much as he could.

"Hey, little grass, I'm hungry now. I want to become your disciple. Let's see how you will perform!"

After he finished speaking, Zhong Ming held the wooden box in one hand and then directly left the arena while pulling Sun Baicao along.