It's just a simple change of title. There's a lot of meaning in it.
Dr. Wang Tao should learn more from Professor Liu Pingan in the future.
study?
Why does an old pedant with toothless teeth have to learn from a rotten little kid?
Principal Hei spoke very skillfully and used words very appropriately. Coupled with Liu Pingan's dumb language when communicating with the patient just now, all of this was unfavorable to Wang Tao.
It's like comparing the heights of two little kids with runny noses. They are obviously the same height. But one of the kids has a bald head, and the kid with pigtails happily says: I'm taller than you.
I'm a little taller than you.
At this moment, when the two people gave the same prescription, Liu Ping'an, who knew mute language, undoubtedly had one more braid than Wang Tao in the eyes of everyone.
The other three judges all remained silent, and Chen Kexin was at her wits' end at this time. She could support Wang Tao, but the crowd was very discerning.
"Damn! Why can't Brother Wang Tao be mute?!" Lin Qianxue sighed regretfully.
Lu Wushuang scratched his little head and said disdainfully: "What's so great about knowing mute language? If two Malaysians were brought to the stage, maybe Wang Tao also understands Bahasa Malaysia."
"Malaysians speak English." Han Xue corrected.
"Oops! I don't care about English and Malay bullshit. In short, I think Wang Tao wins this game, and there is no doubt about it. Whoever goes to the doctor to see a doctor will find a cripple? He is not tall, not handsome, and walks slowly.
He is dying, with a coffin face, and the sight of him makes him sick. He should be kicked out immediately, which is an insult to Typhoon." Lu Wushuang said reluctantly.
Listening to the voices around him, Sandao sighed secretly. His boss was just a flesh-and-blood person, and it was impossible to predict the future. If he had known that he would meet two mute patients today, no matter what, he would not be able to predict the future.
They will get more than 20 mute teachers for him in advance and try their best to inculcate him.
These days, if you know one more language, you will have one more way out. Of course, you can also pick up one more type of girl, such as dumb girls.
There was a two-sided situation in the audience. Liu Ping'an's fans cheered with joy, as if they had been beaten to death. But Wang Tao's fans were all listless. No one wanted to see their idol defeated.
"slow!"
Wang Tao walked up to Wu Yali with the microphone and asked with a smile: "Miss Wu, if I remember correctly, you said the time limit is ten minutes, right?"
Wu Yali looked at Wang Tao with great regret. She had to admit that the man in front of her was very interesting. He could still be so calm at the critical moment when the situation was over. Although the two had met several times but they broke up. But at this time, Wu Yali still felt extremely sad.
I hope Wang Tao can win.
But----no but.
"Yes. You heard it right. The game time is indeed ten minutes." Wu Yali looked at the staff around her, and the staff replied: "There are still three seconds left."
Wang Tao smiled and said: "That's enough, one second is enough."
After saying that, he walked up to Hu Qitong, reached out and pecked him. A silver needle pierced Hu Qitong's neck. Liu Ping'an looked at Wang Tao incomprehensively, not knowing what he was going to do.
To remedy the situation?
There are still three seconds left, what can he do?
After receiving a silver needle on his neck, Hu Qitong shuddered violently. He opened his mouth--poof!
Spit something out.
"Time's up." The staff announced.
At this time, Hu Qitong, who was spitting out foreign matter, attracted the attention of everyone present, who all wanted to see what came out of his mouth. Many media reporters climbed from the audience to the stage to see what the mute brother had in his mouth.
What exactly did he vomit up?
Unexpectedly, before they could rush closer, another even more shocking thing happened.
"younger brother----"
A low and hoarse voice came out. Although the voice was not very clear, it was very loud. It was an exciting and inexplicable sound.
"younger brother---"
This time people heard clearly that the voice was made by the mute Hu Qitong.
Oh my God! The mute can actually talk!
People can hardly believe their ears.
Hu Qitong ran to Hu Bawan with excitement on his face. The two brothers hugged each other and cried bitterly. Hu Qitong said vaguely with tears in his eyes: "Brother---brother--I---return
---Say--- something---" Hu Bawan hugged his brother and shed tears, making a series of strange sounds from his mouth.
No one desires light more than the blind, and no one desires to speak more than the mute.
Many spectators at the scene secretly wiped away tears when they saw this touching scene.
At this time, dozens of reporters finally saw clearly what Hu Qitong vomited out. It turned out to be a bloodshot meat ball. The meat ball was the size of a table tennis ball and was dark red. It lay quietly on the stage, making people feel
Both disgusting and curious.
"Doctor Wang Tao, what is this meat ball? Is it a tumor on Hu Qitong's body?" a reporter from the media asked Wang Tao.
"Yes, Doctor Wang Tao, you performed a miracle and actually made a mute speak. Did you diagnose the tumor in Hu Qitong's mouth long ago?"
"It's not that there is a tumor in the mouth." Wang Tao corrected. "As for what this meat ball is and where it grows, I actually don't know. I'm just a blind cat who encountered a dead mouse. It was a fluke, a fluke."
Wang Tao's voice was not loud, but through the infinite amplification of the loudspeaker, many people in the entire venue heard it.
Everyone understood that this was Wang Tao mocking the words Principal Hei said to despise him - "Occasionally, a blind cat encounters a dead mouse and recovers by chance. That is absolutely undesirable."
Principal Hei's shriveled face looked gloomy and frightening. He unscrewed the pure water bottle that had not been touched for two days and took a sip to hide his embarrassment.
After the audience broke away from the emotions of Hu Qitong brothers, they once again gave Wang Tao warm applause.
This isn't the end yet.
After the Hu Qitong brothers had cried enough, they came to Wang Tao. Hu Qitong talked and gestured to Wang Tao. After a long time, Wang Tao finally understood that he was asking him to treat his brother Hu Bawan.
He hoped that he could also get his brother to speak. Hu Qitong's face was full of excitement and he tilted his neck to make an acupuncture gesture towards Wang Tao.
This time, Liu Ping'an was completely defeated. Even his patients had surrendered and ran to the other side's camp. How could he have the dignity to stand on this stage? There were many people in the guest seats and judges' seats who wanted to protect him, but they were helpless at this time.
Liu Pingan took a deep look at Wang Tao, turned around, and walked backstage.
Slowly dripping away, just as it slowly dripped in, and waved the cane without taking away a single cloud.