After hearing Qu Qingcheng's words, everyone reacted, and the scene suddenly burst into deafening applause.
"Qin Luo, you are great, you win so beautifully!" Gu Changjun celebrated with a fist pump.
The Jiang family was dancing excitedly.
On the other side of Japan, it was deathly silent.
At this time, Bei Dao Yihe stumbled over, looked at Qin Luo and asked:
"Why, why can you not only diagnose the patient's condition, but also diagnose the patient's past and future diseases? Why?"
Qin Luo smiled faintly, "This is the profoundness of Chinese traditional medicine. Chinese medicine pays attention to seeing, hearing, asking and understanding.
If pulse diagnosis cannot reach the point of knowing the past and future of the patient's body, there is only one reason, and that is insufficient skill.
It can only mean that you are not good at Kung Fu yet!" Qin Luo pointed at Bei Dao Yihe and said lightly.
Hearing Qin Luo's words, Bei Dao Yihe was completely shocked. He repeated Qin Luo's words as if he was stupid, "My kung fu is not good enough!"
My kung fu is actually not good enough!
My kung fu is actually not good enough!
With a pop, Bei Dao Yihe sat down on the ground.
Seeing this scene, the Japanese audience all lowered their heads. They lost. Not only did they lose, even Kitajima Kazuru was beaten to death!
Yamano Juntian's face was also extremely ugly. He didn't expect Kitajima Kazuka to lose.
You must know that Beidao Yihe is the famous Pulse God! However, although he lost, this was the first game, and he did not believe that Qin Luo could win later.
Thinking of this, Yamano Junta shouted to Kitajima Kazuka: "Mr. Kitajima, please come back. Although we lost this round, there is still the next competition."
The host Zhang Lingling also came to the stage in shock, "Congratulations to China's miracle doctor, Dr. Qin Luoqin, for winning the first game. Let us congratulate Dr. Qin!"
The Chinese audience at the scene cheered again.
After the cheers passed, Zhang Lingling continued: "Next, the second competition is acupuncture. The representative sent by Japan is Ms. Sora Kitajima, the Queen of Acupuncture!"
The Japanese audience at the scene suddenly screamed wildly.
As everyone screamed, a tall woman with a cool temperament slowly stood up from the Japanese medical delegation.
The woman looks to be in her thirties, with short red hair, beautiful appearance and unique temperament.
No less than those Japanese actresses, no wonder she attracted cheers from everyone as soon as she appeared on the stage!
Seeing Bei Dao empty on the court, Sun Changchun in the audience said:
"I have heard about this Kitajima Sora. He comes from a Japanese medical family. It is said that this person has extremely high understanding and amazing medical skills. He is especially good at acupuncture. He is a genius that is rare to see in a hundred years.
It is said that Bei Dao Kong has mastered the Bei Dao family's ancestral Youlong Acupuncture technique to the ninth level. Although he is young, he is known as the God of Acupuncture in Japan!"
At this moment, Bei Daokong had arrived at Qin Luo's table. Without saying a word, he looked at Qin Luo coldly across the table.
Qin Luo smiled faintly and asked: "Dr. Bei Daokong, what do you want me to do?"
Bei Daokong met Qin Luo's gaze, stared at Qin Luo, and actually extended his middle finger to Qin Luo, "You can't beat me!"
Hearing Bei Daokong's words, Qin Luo laughed out loud:
"I can't beat you, haha, I want to know who gave you the confidence?"
"Hmph, arrogant Chinese, take a good look at how you lost!"
Bei Daokong glanced at Qin Luo and said harshly.
After speaking, Bei Daokong raised his right hand and said to the host Zhang Lingling: "Bring the patient here, I want to treat him!"
"Okay." Zhang Lingling responded quickly, picked up the phone and said immediately:
"Who will be more skilled? Is it the beautiful Ms. Kitajima Kong or our Chinese miracle doctor Qin Luo? Let's wait and see. Okay, let's invite this patient to be diagnosed and treated!"
Not long after, the staff pushed a patient in.
The patient looked to be in his fifties or sixties. He was as skinny as a stick. He was sitting on a chair with a chin on his mouth.
His hands were curled up on his chest like eagle talons, looking a little scary!
Zhang Lingling introduced: "Everyone, this patient is 58 years old today. When he was 20 years old, for unknown reasons, his limbs curled up. It has been 38 years now. Over the years, he has been unable to engage in any sports and even lost the ability to walk."
After listening to Zhang Lingling's words, the audience all fell silent.
Damn it, this man’s disease is terminal. No one has been able to cure it in 38 years. Are Dr. Qin and that Bei Dao Kongxing?
Yes, it is really difficult to cure such a difficult and complicated disease!
The audience at the scene shook their heads and sighed, feeling that it was too difficult.
After witnessing the patient's condition, Kitajima Sora smiled slightly, came to the patient, opened the acupuncture bag he carried with him, and revealed hundreds of silver needles of different lengths.
Hey, why is this silver needle different from what I usually see? At this time, someone in the audience exclaimed.
Everyone has seen a lot of acupuncture needles, ranging from one and a half inches short to four or five inches long.
The length of Bei Daosong's set of silver needles actually reached one foot and two. Some of them were over one meter long.
Moreover, this set of needles is much thicker than ordinary silver needles.
Damn it, why is this needle so long?
If this were to pierce a person, wouldn't it be able to pierce the person completely?
Seeing Bei Dao Kong's silver needle, everyone started talking.
The old Chinese doctors in the audience were all shocked and horrified when they saw the silver needle!
But Kitajima Sora didn't care about everyone's comments, but took off his shirt, revealing a small black vest underneath.
I have to say that Sora Kitajima has a really good figure. The little vest wraps her figure into a smooth shape, which made the male audience at the scene scream.
Some male spectators who didn't mind the matter even blew whistles and asked Sora Kitajima to continue taking off her clothes.
Bei Daokong smiled coldly and saw her calmly taking out an eight-inch long needle from the acupuncture bag, glanced at Qin Luo, and began to disinfect the silver needle with alcohol cotton balls.
The patient, when he saw Bei Daosong taking out such a long silver needle, was so frightened that his face turned pale in an instant.
If this patient had easy mobility, he would have turned around and fled here long ago.