The sick middle-aged man was immediately speechless. Although he was a Western medicine doctor, he naturally knew that Chinese medicine pays attention to seeing, hearing, asking, and feeling.
"Since you and I have the same diagnosis, let's get treatment. However, if your treatment method is the same as mine, then you lose!" At this time, Dong Zhengming said to Qin Hao.
Qin Hao nodded and said calmly: "Don't worry, it takes two days to cure a cold and a fever. This kind of treatment is too rubbish. Why would I use such rubbish methods!!"
"you......"
When Dong Zhengming heard Qin Hao's words, his face turned red with anger and he gritted his teeth.
"You don't need to be angry, you will admit that what I said is true later!"
Qin Hao did not give Dong Zhengming a chance to speak, but looked at the sick middle-aged man and said: "Take off all your shirts!"
"Boy, what are you going to do?" the sick middle-aged man asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"Acupuncture!"
While talking, Qin Hao had already taken out the set of silver needles he carried with him.
"Acupuncture? Another trick to fool people!"
Sick middle-aged people scorn acupuncture.
The same is true for other Western doctors at the venue.
"You can tell me later if this is a trick to fool people. Now, take off your shirt first!" Qin Hao glanced at the sick middle-aged man and said calmly.
"I want to see what tricks you can do!"
The sick middle-aged man snorted coldly, and without any unnecessary nonsense, he took off his shirt and stood in front of Qin Hao with his bare chest.
Qin Hao also didn't talk nonsense. He waved his fingers continuously and quickly dropped the silver needles one by one, landing on the Yanggu, Shaoyin... major acupuncture points of the sick middle-aged man.
Soon, more than ten silver needles were inserted into the upper body of the sick middle-aged man.
As these silver needles fell, Qin Hao also completed the treatment of the sick middle-aged man.
"Is the treatment complete?" Seeing that Qin Hao no longer applied acupuncture, the sick middle-aged man asked Qin Hao.
"Wait for five minutes. After five minutes, I will pull out the silver needles on your body, and your cold will be cured!" Qin Hao nodded and replied calmly.
"Five minutes? Pretending to be a fool, I want to see how you cure my disease in five minutes?" The sick middle-aged man snorted and said with a mocking look on his face.
"Then let's wait and see!" Qin Hao replied calmly.
At this time, the Western doctors in the venue were whispering to each other, looking at each other, and their words were ridiculing Qin Hao and insulting Chinese medicine.
Dong Zhengming stood aside and shook his head secretly. Wanting to cure a fever and cold in five minutes was not much different from a fantasy.
He will definitely win this battle between Chinese and Western medicine!!
Huang Zhuru looked at Qin Hao, her brows furrowed and her face full of worry.
Qin Hao was representing his hospital at the medical conference this time, and if Qin Hao lost, their hospital would also be embarrassed.
He even became the laughing stock of the medical community in Yunhai City!
Now, she can only pray that the fever of the sick middle-aged man can be cured within five minutes.
"Lao Luo, can you really cure a cold and fever within five minutes using traditional Chinese medicine?" On the high platform, a Western doctor asked the old man sitting in the middle for advice.
This old man's name is Luo Zhiyuan. He is the only Chinese medicine doctor among the five leading figures in this medical conference. His Chinese medicine skills are superb and he is a well-known miracle doctor in Yunhai City.
Luo Zhiyuan stroked his beard, nodded, and replied: "Traditional Chinese medicine is profound and profound. It is not a problem to cure a cold in five minutes. It's just that this young man is too young. I'm afraid he is a little fanciful in wanting to do this!!"
Traditional Chinese medicine requires accumulation. To cure a cold within five minutes through acupuncture requires extremely strong traditional Chinese medicine skills. However, Qin Hao is too young and cannot achieve such accumulation.
After hearing Luo Zhiyuan's words, the other four Western doctors nodded in agreement.