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Chapter 1090 No one is available

"What?"

"impossible?"

"How could Sun Yiqi lose?"

The competition venue exploded instantly.

Sun Yiqi stood in the field with a blank mind.

However, Sun Changyun had seen the big scene and reacted immediately: "We haven't confirmed whether the Western medicine contestant's operation was successful, how can we judge the outcome?"

"Then please invite the referees on both sides to come over and take a look." Fitz smiled jokingly.

Will is a student he is very optimistic about. Since the operation is completed, there is no possibility of failure.

Both sides sent famous doctors to check the operation results.

Looking at it, all the Western medicine referees looked happy, while all the Chinese medicine referees looked ashen.

Really lost!

Seeing the expressions of the family heads, Sun Changyun's heart sank and he almost fell off his seat.

And Sun Yiqi clenched his fist tightly, biting it until it bled.

He considers himself to be the world's number one medical genius and there is no way he will lose the competition.

But reality gave him a hard blow!

At this moment, Sun Yiqi stood in the field, feeling that the sky was dark and the earth was dark, his whole body was freezing cold, and he felt extremely humiliated in his heart.

"Mr. Sun, is this your Chinese acupuncture?"

"Is this the successor of the Guigu Medical Fairy that you boast about?"

Fitz looked at Sun Changyun, his tone full of sarcasm.

Other famous Western doctors also had mocking eyes.

Sun Changyun's face turned red and white, unable to respond.

He had previously boasted in Haikou and said in front of the major Chinese medicine families how wonderful his grandson's medical skills were. He had mastered the Eighteen Needles of Huitian to the pinnacle and was invincible in the medical field.

He also took the initiative to propose a loser penalty to Fitz, believing Sun Yiqi could win the game.

But now the result is so embarrassing and humiliating.

"Using acupuncture to perform surgery, you Chinese doctors are really idiots, hahaha!" Fitz laughed openly.

Beside him, a group of famous Western doctors were laughing; off the field, a group of top Western medicine students were also laughing.

On the Chinese medicine side, everyone lowered their heads in shame, as if they were mourning their heirs.

Shameful, so shameful!

"Mr. Sun, I think starting from today, there is no need for your Chinese traditional medicine community to exist!"

After Fitz finished laughing, he said coldly.

"This year you have lost to our Western medicine four times in a row, which proves that your Chinese medicine doctors are useless waste!"

"And Mr. Sun, I must congratulate your grandson for breaking the shameful record in the Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine Competition."

Hearing these words, Sun Changyun wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

In previous years, the Western medicine side sent four or five contestants to eliminate the ten Chinese medicine contestants.

This year, Western Medicine only used two contestants to win the final victory!

There is such a huge gap between the two sides in the Chinese and Western medicine competition, and there is really no need to continue it.

Starting from today, I am afraid that the entire Chinese traditional medicine community will be targeted at the pillar of shame.

Moreover, Sun Changyun's heart bleeds even more when he thinks that his grandson will no longer be allowed to engage in the medical profession.

Seeing Sun Yiqi's expression, it was obvious that he was on the verge of collapse and would probably be a useless person in the future.

Because such a blow was too heavy for Sun Yiqi.

"Fei, Mr. Fitz, it seems we only have nine contestants..." A senior Chinese medicine doctor suddenly thought of this, and he spoke a little unwillingly.

After all, as a senior in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, no one wants to see traditional Chinese medicine plummet from now on.

Fitz couldn't help but sneer: "Your strongest player has lost. Even if you send in the tenth player, you will be humiliating yourself!"

"But……"

"But what? I remember that among your top ten traditional Chinese medicine families, the Zhang family has no successors. There are no contestants to send in, right?"

Fitz's words were sarcastic.

"Your Chinese medicine community is becoming more useless every generation. There is no one available for you. You can't even get ten contestants. How can you compare with us Western medicine?"

This sentence made a group of senior Chinese medicine practitioners completely despair.

There is indeed no one available in the Zhang family!

This time the Chinese medical community has truly suffered a complete defeat.

Just when Fitz wanted Sun Changyun and the others to carry out their punishment, a clear voice suddenly spread throughout the entire competition venue.

“Who said that no one can use Chinese medicine?”

Chen Xuan slowly walked into the venue.

In an instant, all eyes focused on him.

These looks include surprise and confusion, as well as disdain and contempt.

"Chen Xuan, get back here quickly!" Sun Changyun shouted angrily when he saw Chen Xuan coming on the stage.

"You, a wandering doctor with no family background, are not qualified to compete for the Zhang family, nor are you qualified to represent our Chinese community of traditional Chinese medicine!"

Originally, the Chinese traditional medicine community has been completely disgraced today.

Sun Changyun didn't want Chen Xuan to continue setting new records of shame.

"When did I say that I was competing on behalf of the Zhang family?"

Chen Xuan glanced at Sun Changyun coldly.

"Also, what qualifications do you, a family of useless traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, have to represent the level of China's traditional Chinese medicine community?"

"As the head of a family of traditional Chinese medicine, your Sun family has claimed to be the medical fairy of Guigu, but now you are embarrassing Chinese traditional Chinese medicine and your ancestors. How dare you, Sun Changyun, be the representative of Chinese traditional medicine?"

"Boy, although our family of traditional Chinese medicine loses to Western medicine, at least we are the inheritors of traditional Chinese medicine with upright roots. You are a wild man with no family and no sect. Even if you want to compete, you can only represent yourself, and you can never represent the Chinese traditional medicine community.

!" Sun Changyun's voice was close to shouting.

Doesn't this kid think he has been embarrassed enough?

And none of the other seniors or juniors in the field of traditional Chinese medicine believe that Chen Xuan can turn the tide.

How can one become self-taught without hundreds or thousands of years of inheritance of Chinese medicine?

"Chen, even the eighteen Huitian acupuncture techniques that I have practiced to great perfection are no match for Western medicine. I advise you not to humiliate yourself." Sun Yiqi looked at Chen Xuan ridiculously.

Although he lost today, he still looked down on Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan looked at Sun Yiqi, smiled coldly and said: "Do you really think you have mastered the Eighteen Needles of Huitian? Sun Yiqi, you are too self-righteous. The real Eighteen Needles of Huitian must be controlled by Qi, just like

It’s the same as the Thirteen Needles at the Gate of Hell, but you’re still far behind!”

"You know nothing!" Sun Yiqi was taught a lesson by Chen Xuan, and the shame on his face turned into anger, "You dare to talk about using Qi to control needles, something that doesn't exist, I think you don't understand acupuncture at all!

"

All other Chinese medicine practitioners think what Sun Yiqi said is reasonable.

Therefore, I have even less hope for Chen Xuan.

"Mr. Chen, come back quickly. We in the field of traditional Chinese medicine are not as good as others, so we have to admit defeat." Zhang Baosui said with a sigh in the audience.

He also felt that Chen Xuan's words and deeds were too outrageous.

If this continues, it will only make Western medicine laughable.

However, Chen Xuan turned a deaf ear to Zhang Baisui's words. Instead, he looked directly at Fitz on the referee's bench and said: "I will compete as a true representative of the Chinese traditional medicine community. Do you dare to accept the challenge?"

"Chen Xuan, you are not qualified"

Sun Changyun was about to stop Chen Xuan, but Fitz waved his hand to him, then looked at Chen Xuan with interest, and said with a teasing smile on his lips: "I am very happy to see your Chinese medicine community continue to set new records of shame.

"

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