Su Yan muttered, turned around and went back to the room.
Public opinion is still fermenting.
The explosion of the China Forum set off a wave of boycotts.
Some people are talking about postponing the season, and some are talking about driving Korean doctors out of China.
A large number of computer technicians began to attack major Korean forums and websites, and used their own technology to inform everyone of the entire process and the truth.
Many people became angry when they learned that Korean doctors would do anything to suppress Chinese medicine.
Even many foreign netizens joined in and loudly boycotted it.
Losing is not terrible!
What's really scary is not wanting to win openly and openly!
But... more ridicule came from Korean websites overwhelmingly.
"What? Such a big country can't find anyone who can compete with Mr. Park Yongjun?"
"TCM is just that."
"Haha, how dare you compare with us when you plagiarized something from our Donguibojian?"
"I declare that Korean medicine is the greatest medical skill in the world!"
...
All kinds of filthy and provocative words came overwhelmingly.
There was a quarrel online.
Early the next morning.
Jiangcheng Gymnasium.
It had just dawned, and thousands of people had already gathered here.
After receiving the news, the municipal government immediately dispatched a large number of police officers to maintain order.
Countless reporters from the news media gathered at the gate.
Several cars started to drive towards the stadium gate.
The Chinese Medical Association sent representatives.
Representatives from the International Medical Association also came.
In addition, all Chinese medicine practitioners from all provinces were also present.
But everyone's face is not pretty.
After all, there is no suspense in this duel.
Jiangcheng Health Bureau and the association held a meeting overnight and made a decision. Qi Zhongguo, a professor at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, will serve as the representative of traditional Chinese medicine in Jiangnan Province to face the Korean Medical King.
Luo Qian was kicked out!
It's not that everyone thinks Luo Qian's medical skills are inferior to Qi Zhongguo's. On the contrary, as Luo Beiming's granddaughter, Luo Qian's methods must be unexpected, and her chances of winning are definitely better than Qi Zhongguo's.
Originally, the decision at the meeting was to let Luo Qian continue to participate in the war.
But...Qi Zhongguo only said one sentence and everyone changed their minds.
"We failed to protect traditional Chinese medicine doctors. That is our responsibility and we cannot let the children suffer!"
After saying this, everyone fell into silence.
Everyone knew that Qi Zhongguo planned to bear all the stigma and shame on himself.
The car stopped at the door.
Qi Zhongguo got out of the car with the help of two intern doctors from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.
"Old Qi!"
"Old Qi!"
"Mr. Qi!"
People on both sides shouted.
Some people's eyes were red, and some were excited.
Qi Zhongguo pursed his lower lip, his old eyes were cloudy, and he wanted to speak out, but couldn't.
Finally, he sighed and walked towards the gym.
Luo Qian is here too.
Not only her, but Luo Beiming also arrived.
He was sitting in a wheelchair, with a caregiver next to him. His body could not move, and he could not leave the hospital bed, but he insisted on coming.
"Grandpa, let's go in!"
Luo Qian said hoarsely, then pushed Luo Qian's wheelchair inside.
Various other medical representatives were present.
Bureau Hao from the Health Bureau and the leadership team from Jiangcheng also arrived.
Anna and Jesse entered the venue early.
This battle will definitely attract worldwide attention!
"Old Qi!"
Director Hao stepped forward, held Qi Zhongguo's hand, and sighed repeatedly: "I have wronged you."
"The old man is old and has taken everything for granted. It doesn't matter. It's a pity that these clowns stepped on his head. How can he meet his ancestors after his death!" Qi Zhongguo said with a bitter smile.
Director Hao said nothing.
"Mr. Qi, all you need to do is try your best. No matter you win or lose, you are our hero."
A middle-aged man came over and said.
His name is Mo Qing, he is a member of the Chinese Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine and can be regarded as a representative of Yanjing.
"President Bai...didn't she come?" Qi Zhongguo asked hoarsely with moist eyes.
"President Bai, she is in a special situation, you know..." Mo Qing looked embarrassed.
"That's fine."
Qi Zhongguo sighed with a firm face: "Whether I win or lose, I will do my best to show the essence of Chinese traditional medicine to the world!"
"Sir, take care!"
Mo Qing bowed.
Qi Zhongguo looked at Mo Qing, then looked at the people around him.
Countless people's eyes show desire and expectation.
He took a breath and nodded slightly: "Leave it to me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he broke away from the two doctors from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital who were supporting him and walked forward without looking back.
The doctors who came to watch the battle from both sides bowed collectively to show their respect.
Bureau Hao and others also took off their hats and followed Qi Zhongguo inside.
The scene was solemn and solemn.
The excited crowd around him became much quieter.
Reporters rushed to record this scene.
But just then...
"Wait a moment!"
A shout rang out.
Qi Zhongguo's steps suddenly stagnated.
Turned around suddenly.
Hao Ju, Mo Qing, Luo Qian and others stopped and turned around.
But a handsome but cold-looking man walked out of the crowd and headed towards Qi Zhongguo.
