Nie Xueliang said: "After all, Li Zhengxi is the medical sage of Korea. We ignored him. Isn't it a bit too much?"
"What's too much?" Zhang Jiuling raised his eyebrows, "The father and his son often call Chinese medicine doctors rubbish. If it weren't for the fact that they are Koreans, I would have slapped him long ago."
Ye Qiu followed: "Li Zhengxi's challenge to Chinese medicine this time has made it clear that he wants to kill us. Mr. Zhang did the right thing. There is no need to give face to the enemy."
Li Chunfeng smiled and said: "Ye Qiu, you haven't seen it. Li Zhengxi thought we were here to pick him up. He was about to shake hands with Lao Zhang, but he didn't expect that Lao Zhang walked directly in front of him. Li Zhengxi's face turned green at that time.
Already."
"As a medical saint in Korea, he must have never received such treatment in Korea."
"He must hate us very much."
Nie Xueliang worriedly said: "Li Zhengxi has been humiliated by us and will definitely try his best to defeat Chinese medicine."
"Xiaoye, you are under a lot of pressure in this battle!"
Suddenly, the eyes of the three masters of traditional Chinese medicine fell on Ye Qiu's face.
Ye Qiu said with a smile: "The three seniors don't have to worry."
"I am fully prepared for this battle."
"I will use practical actions to make Li Zhengxi understand that Chinese medicine cannot be insulted, and everyone who insults Chinese medicine will not end well!"
Seeing how confident he was, the three masters of Chinese medicine breathed a sigh of relief.
The four of them chatted for a while.
Later.
Ye Qiu asked: "Three seniors, how are you planning this competition?"
Zhang Jiuling replied: "The competition will start in the morning the day after tomorrow, and will be held in the Jiangnan Gongyuan of Confucius Temple."
"There are many fellow Chinese medicine practitioners who want to come to watch the competition, but due to venue constraints, I only invited 100 fellow practitioners."
"In addition, ten media outlets and 20 reporters were invited."
"As for the format of the competition, according to Korea's proposal, it is a best of three games, and we agreed."
"That's pretty much it."
Ye Qiu frowned after hearing this.
Zhang Jiuling noticed his expression and asked: "Xiaoye, do you think there is anything wrong?"
"Mr. Zhang, let me ask, will this competition be covered by any major media? For example, CCTV."
Zhang Jiuling smiled bitterly and said: "I can't invite CCTV!"
"Are there any leaders present?" Ye Qiu asked again.
Zhang Jiuling said: "Several vice presidents of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association will come, and the deputy mayor of Jinling City will also attend and deliver a speech."
Ye Qiu's brows furrowed even more tightly.
Zhang Jiuling said: "Xiaoye, if you have any opinions, you might as well put them forward."
Ye Qiu said: "I think the specifications are not enough."
Isn’t this specification enough?
You know, this is an unofficial medical competition, and it is not easy to invite the deputy mayor of Jinling City and so many media.
The three masters of traditional Chinese medicine exchanged glances with each other, and then Zhang Jiuling asked: "Xiaoye, what specifications do you think we need?"
Ye Qiu said: "Of course the higher the specifications, the better."
"This competition is an excellent opportunity to promote traditional Chinese medicine."
"In recent years, Western medicine has become more popular, while traditional Chinese medicine has declined. In addition, some scammers are deceiving people under the guise of traditional Chinese medicine, which has led to people increasingly distrusting traditional Chinese medicine."
"There are even many people who don't understand traditional Chinese medicine and are making unwarranted comments about traditional Chinese medicine on the Internet, which makes the situation of traditional Chinese medicine very difficult."
"If we use this opportunity to vigorously promote traditional Chinese medicine and let everyone know that traditional Chinese medicine can not only cure diseases and save lives, but is also better than Korean traditional medicine, I think this will have a positive effect on the revitalization of traditional Chinese medicine."
"So I think the current arrangements can be appropriately adjusted."
Zhang Jiuling and others actually had the same idea as Ye Qiu. They also wanted to take this opportunity to promote Chinese medicine in a positive way, but they were worried about it, which made them afraid to do it.
"Xiaoye, how do you think we should adjust?" Zhang Jiuling asked.
Ye Qiu said: "Expand the influence of this competition."
"First of all, to invite more media reporters, we must invite CCTV. It is best to have CCTV do a live broadcast."
"Secondly, inviting more guests to the scene to watch does not necessarily have to be colleagues. In fact, I think it may be better if they are not peers."
"Only those who don't understand traditional Chinese medicine come to the scene, and the results will be more shocking."
"As for the number of people, I think it can be expanded to about a thousand people."
"Furthermore, the leadership position hired is too low."
"This competition is a peak showdown between the top doctors from China and South Korea. There must be leaders at the national level to sit on the scene. It is best to invite the top leaders of the Ministry of Health."
"Three seniors, what do you think?"
Li Chunfeng smiled bitterly and said: "Xiaoye, you just want to do it in a grand way. In fact, Lao Zhang and I had the same attitude at the beginning, but Lao Nie stopped us. Lao Nie had concerns."
Ye Qiu looked at Nie Xueliang doubtfully: "I wonder what Mr. Nie's concerns are?"
Nie Xueliang said with a serious face: "Ye Qiu, have you ever thought that publicizing this competition is actually a double-edged sword?"
"If we win, it will naturally be of great benefit to Chinese medicine."
"But once you lose, it will be a devastating blow to Chinese medicine, especially for you personally, and there will be no way out."
"Although this is a medical duel, it is also a life and death duel."
Ye Qiu understood that Nie Xueliang was afraid that he would lose.
Once the influence is expanded and Ye Qiu loses in the end, not only will promoting the effect of traditional Chinese medicine be counterproductive, but Ye Qiu will also have no way out and will only die.
Ye Qiu said: "Mr. Nie, I understand your worries, but this battle is either life or death for us."
"It's a last-ditch battle anyway, so why not expand its influence?"
"Let more people witness this competition. Even if we lose in the end, as long as it can awaken the Chinese people's love for traditional Chinese medicine, I think it is a worthy death."
"Besides, I have confidence in this battle."
Nie Xueliang was still hesitating.
"Old Nie, don't hesitate, I support Ye Qiu." Zhang Jiuling said.
Li Chunfeng also said: "Xiaoye is so brave, so why should we worry?"
After a while.
Nie Xueliang seemed to have finally figured it out and said, "Okay, just do what Ye Qiu said."
"There are still several problems to be solved now." Zhang Jiuling said: "Jiangnan Gongyuan can't accommodate so many guests watching. In addition, I want to invite leaders from CCTV and the Ministry of Health to come to the scene. I'm afraid it won't be easy."
Ye Qiu immediately said: "Mr. Zhang doesn't need to worry about inviting people, I will take care of it."
"As for the venue not being able to accommodate that many people, then I'll change the venue. I think Jinling University is good."
"You can compete directly on the track and field, and students from Jinling University can also watch it live."
Li Chunfeng said: "We will temporarily change the venue. Will Li Zhengxi agree?"
Ye Qiu smiled and said: "Don't worry, he will definitely agree!"
