"Yes! Chairman Zhao! What you said just now is too much!" Liu Sheng fully explained what it means to be a "grassroots".
As a result, the two of them spoke, and so did their supporters.
"President Zhao! When you talk like this, it hurts Mr. Su's self-esteem!"
"You must give Mr. Su an explanation, otherwise we will not accept you!"
“If you don’t give an explanation, how can you convince the public?”
...
Those supporters began to support Su Yangqiu.
"You want an explanation, right? Then I'll make a bet with you!" Zhao Xiurong said coldly, his face ashen.
"What bet?"
Everyone was stunned and asked warily.
"If Mr. Ye can save people, you and Su Yangqiu can get out of here together! The Traditional Chinese Medicine Association doesn't need you villains!" Zhao Xiurong said coldly with a sullen face.
Su Yangqiu's eyes flashed with a chill, and he asked displeasedly: "President Zhao! What if he can't save people?"
"I will resign as president immediately! I will never be involved in the traditional Chinese medicine industry again for the rest of my life!" Zhao Xiurong said with a serious expression and expressed his position very seriously.
"Okay! You said this yourself, we didn't force you!" A strange sneer appeared at the corner of Su Yangqiu's mouth.
How dare you support Mark like this for a disease that even Paul can't cure? It seems like your position as president is over!
"Mr. Ye! Whether the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association can get rid of these bad apples, I'm counting on you!" Zhao Xiurong bowed his hands and begged Ye Fan to eradicate these bad apples for him and bring peace to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association.
"President Zhao! Don't worry! I will definitely help you get rid of these die-hards!" Ye Fan nodded and said calmly.
It’s time for the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association to reshuffle its cards, and today is the best opportunity!
"Mr. Ye! You should take care of yourself!" Su Yangqiu sneered disdainfully.
Then, he said solemnly to Barak: "Mr. Barak! Ye Fan's action to save people was just his personal behavior and has nothing to do with the Chinese Medical Association! He is responsible for all consequences!"
"Although I don't know how good Mr. Ye's medical skills are, I know that he is more responsible than you! You coward!" Barak scolded displeasedly with a serious face.
"you?"
Su Yangqiu was so angry that he couldn't speak. He cursed in his heart: Can you save people if you are responsible? You stinky foreign devil! Just wait and regret it!
At this time, Ye Fan started to save people.
I saw him holding the silver needle, performing a simple disinfection, and then secretly using his strength to transfer the true energy in his body to the silver needle.
I saw that the silver needle was emitting a faint mist, like the heat evaporated from the metal after being soaked in hot water.
"Haha! What a flashy technique!"
Su Yangqiu did not notice the slight changes in the silver needles. He only felt that Ye Fan's acupuncture techniques were too fancy and had no practicality at all.
However, Paul on the side seemed to have discovered something. His eyes lit up and he stared straight at the silver needle in Ye Fan's hand.
Eh? Is this the legendary...
Paul's eyes became more and more surprised.
At this time, Jack Jones on the side saw this and asked curiously: "Teacher, what's wrong with you?"
"Don't make any noise! Observe Mr. Ye's acupuncture carefully! This is a rare opportunity!" Paul reminded him seriously.