The next morning, Ye Fan got up early. After some morning exercise, he slowly had breakfast.
"Ye Fan, this is the unique skill Nianhua and the others taught me, as well as my own experience. Take it and see if it is useful today."
As soon as Ye Fan finished his bowl of porridge, Su Xier stood in front of Ye Fan and carefully handed a piece of tissue paper to Ye Fan.
She knew that Ye Fan's medical skills were much better than hers, but Su Xier still hoped to do something for Ye Fan.
"stunt?"
Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "I didn't expect the Nianhua Three to be so kind to you, and even taught you their unique skills."
"But this is something they gave you. I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to share it with me."
He did not pick up the thin page of paper: "And I am enough to deal with Yamamoto Shichiro and the others."
Su Xier looked at Ye Fan seriously:
"Luoshen and the others told me that as long as the other party is a benevolent healer, they don't mind if these special skills are learned."
"They feel that if it is a Chinese treasure, it should be carried forward and should not be hidden. Only in this way can China's medical skills become more and more powerful."
"If we remain complacent or hold back, many good things will be lost, and China's medical skills will become increasingly bleak."
She slowly lowered her head: "And you are carrying so much, I want to share some of it."
Ye Fan was slightly startled, as if he didn't expect the three Nianhua people to have such a mentality. They seemed to be innocent and innocent little white rabbits.
However, this also made him feel ashamed. Luoshen and the others were more enlightened than him, and then he calmly took the paper from Su Xier:
"Okay, I'll keep it."
Regardless of whether it was useful or not, Ye Fan could not bury Su Xier's feelings, but when he took his first look, Ye Fan's pupils gradually condensed.
The above unique skills and insights are no less than what Ye Fan has learned, and the novel treatment techniques have made Ye Fan very interested.
For the same case, Ye Fan might be able to use a hundred methods to treat it, but many of them would be conventional methods or ancient techniques.
But Nian Hua and the others are very eccentric, and they are very novel in that they can achieve success with a single thought or enlightenment.
This clashed with Ye Fan's thinking and opened his eyes.
He vaguely felt that his knowledge of medical skills had improved again.
At the same time, some of Su Xier's comments and insights also made Ye Fan marvel at her talent again.
Qiqiao Exquisite Heart is very powerful and can always draw inferences from one instance to another.
Not only did Ye Fan read this information all morning, he also continued to study on the way to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Building.
By the time he had completely digested this information, the car had arrived at the entrance of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Building.
"Traitor Ye Fan!"
"Beat Ye Fan to death!"
"No entry allowed!"
As soon as Ye Fan got out of the car door, hundreds of people rushed over.
Each and every one of them was frantically injecting chicken blood, either smashing eggs or rocks, and angrily cursing Ye Fan, which showed that the public was extremely angry.
Ye Fan did not fight back, but used Windward Liu Step to dodge.
Yang Jianxiong and the others quickly rushed over, blocked the crowd, and then protected Ye Fan and went straight to the competition venue.
Behind the scenes, there was a lot of curses, and many detectives even endured the public's venting on Ye Fan's behalf, and their whole bodies were soaked with eggs.
Ye Fan briefly exchanged greetings and then walked into the auditorium.
After four days of absence, nothing has changed. The only difference is the morale of both sides.
The Yang Kingdom camp was overcrowded. There were disciples of the blood medicine sect, members of the ambassador, and people who had traveled thousands of miles away. All of them were high-spirited and confident.
On the Chinese side, they are all members of the Medical Association, Longdu dignitaries and journalists.
Yuan Qiu, Gong Lao, Kong Taoli, Feng Changshan, Yang Hongxing and Mrs. Zhao were also among them.
What caught Ye Fan's attention the most was Wang Qiaochu, who was wearing a black tunic suit.
"Ye Fan, the glory of China belongs to you. I hope you can defeat the Blood Medicine Sect and win glory for China!"
As soon as Ye Fan arrived at his seat, Wang Qiaochu came over, stretched out his hand and shook Ye Fan's hand: "Yuan Hua also asked me to say "Become famous in one battle."
"Young Master Wang, it's okay to retaliate, and it's okay to play tricks. It just depends on the time and the situation."
Ye Fan looked at Wang Qiaochu, who was smiling with a knife hidden in his face, and reminded him directly:
"I know you hate me for taking away the Cai family's resources, and I also know you hate me for almost ruining your reputation and sending Yuan Hua to prison."
"But no matter how unhappy you are, you shouldn't make trouble at this time?"
"And if you want me to die, why do you want me to drag Mrs. Zhao into trouble?"
His voice was very clear: "Are you still worried about Mrs. Zhao's slap in Zhonghai?"
"Doctor Ye, what are you talking about? Why don't I understand you at all?"
Wang Qiaochu took out a cigar but did not light it. He met Ye Fan's gaze calmly:
"Am I causing trouble?"
"We haven't seen each other for a while, and it seems like I haven't provoked you again for a long time."
"Even I have forgotten my past grudges and tried to make friends with you. I came to watch your game today and extended an olive branch to you."
He looked distressed and said: "I sincerely want to reconcile with you!"
"I've said what I need to say."
Ye Fan was not confused by Wang Qiaochu and stared into his eyes and said:
"I don't know much about Jianghu, and I don't know your rules. I just hope you know that those who do evil will be punished."
"And I will never let you drag Mrs. Zhao into trouble. No matter what your plot is, you will never succeed."
He was very determined: "Because I will not lose this battle."
"I hope you win, but there are unforeseen circumstances."
Wang Qiaochu's smile became deeper, and he reached out and patted Ye Fan on the shoulder:
"You must not lose. Once you lose, Mrs. Zhao will be criticized and Hengdian will be bombarded by public opinion."
"Its authority and autocratic power will be challenged. At least it will hand over many positions, and at worst, Mrs. Zhao will step down."
"Yuan Hua was slapped and cuffed to me the same way he was slapped in the face, and I will give him back."
"Ye Fan, just take care of yourself."
After finishing speaking, Wang Qiaochu waved his hand and turned back to his seat.
Ye Fan was slightly silent and said nothing more.
He once again discovered that in the battle between Shenzhou and the Blood Medicine Sect, it didn't matter whose medical skills were superior or not. What was important was to achieve the goal through winning or losing.
Perhaps this is the ability of big people and big families to turn their hands into clouds and rain.
Ye Fan was touched in his heart.
He began to long for himself to no longer be a chess piece, but to become a chess player.
Thinking of this, Ye Fan looked up at the Blood Medicine Sect camp and looked at Kurokawa Muxue.
Kurokawa Muxue kept staring at Ye Fan, but when she met his gaze, she quickly lowered her gaze.
Bei Tingchuan and Yamamoto Shichiro looked at Ye Fan with evil smiles.
"Today's first round, the silver needle recognizes the acupoints!"
After some opening remarks and drawing lots, the host stood on the high platform and announced to the audience:
"Hua Tuo Cup Provincial Champion, Ye Fan!"
"One of the three geniuses of the blood medicine sect, Matsuno Qianshan!"
Ye Fan and Matsuno Qianshan jumped out of camp almost at the same time.
"Do it!"
At the same time, a text message was sent from Wang Qiaochu's mobile phone.
