"What?" Hearing that Song Yuhe lost to Park Changming, everyone present was shocked. They no longer bothered to scold Pu Mingdai, but looked at Song Yuhe with questioning eyes.
Pu Mingdai raised his head and said proudly: "What? You don't know about this yet? Haha, your news is really lagging behind. Song Yuhe, you won't admit defeat, right?"
Song Yuhe's brows tightened.
"Teacher Song, this..." Miao Hong asked tentatively.
Song Yuhe looked at Miao Hong and the others, finally sighed, nodded and said, "I did lose to Park Changming."
As soon as these words came out, everyone took a collective breath, and Pu Mingdai became even more proud. He raised his head like a big rooster and said with a smile: "Not bad, you still admit it."
Then Pu Mingdai looked at the others and said with a bit of contempt: "I forgot to tell you, my teacher is now a guest in Montenegro City..."
"Heishan City? Do you want to challenge Jiang Yu?" Song Yuhe suddenly thought of something and shouted.
Everyone's faces suddenly became ugly.
Xi Liang said: "The only woman in the hands of the Three Saints of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Jiang Yu? Why is she in Montenegro City?"
After Pu Mingdai glanced at everyone, he said arrogantly: "It's okay to tell you. My teacher said that after this year, there will be no Chinese medicine in the world. We will use medical skills to prove to everyone that Korean medicine is the best medicine! And Chinese medicine,
It’s nothing but dross!”
"It's shameless to say that there are countless medical practitioners in China, but just a few of you want to destroy Chinese medicine?" Miao Hong cursed.
Pu Mingdai laughed loudly and said: "Of course we can't destroy it, but you Chinese people have already ordered a coffin for yourself. All we have to do is put the lid on the coffin. In the words of you Chinese people, this is called self-digging.
grave!"
Miao Hong, Xi Liang and others were immediately stunned, digging their own graves? Where did this start?
Song Yuhe's face was ashen, and the muscles on his face began to tremble due to excessive exertion. He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost pierced his skin!
While everyone was talking, Hong Hai'er had been listening and watching. Seeing Pu Mingdai so rampant, he could hardly stand it anymore. He secretly looked at Fang Zheng who was sitting in the Buddhist hall chanting sutras, but found that Fang Zheng's ears were also
It was shaking. Obviously, this guy was not reciting sutras, but was eavesdropping with his ears!
Seeing that Fang was listening, Hong Hai'er felt relieved. He glanced at Pu Mingdai with pitying eyes and said in his heart: You kid, don't go too far, otherwise someone will take care of you.
Although he thought so, Honghaier was also a little curious. The Chinese dug their own graves? What does this mean? Are the Chinese so stupid?
At this moment, Miao Hong said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense here!"
Pu Mingdai clasped his hands behind his back, raised his head, and squinted at Miao Hong: "Nonsense? It seems you still don't understand. That's all. I was here to watch the fun today, but I didn't expect it to be just a farce. Since this monk has nothing to do,
Well, I’ll tell you. Anyway, now that you know it, it’s useless.”
Speaking of this, Pu Mingdai paused and continued: "The most common saying among you Chinese people is that it taught the disciples to starve to death for the master. You all believe in this saying in all walks of life. Therefore, everyone will use what they are best at
Hidden things will not be handed over until death. I think you should have an idea of whether Chinese medicine can cure diseases and how effective it is. There are three holy hands of Chinese medicine in China, and each of them has their own special skills. If you use them,
, it can also compete with Western medicine.
But what have you done? The so-called Three Holy Hands, in order to maintain their status, do not even have a few disciples. The various methods are extremely well hidden, and they are all exclusive and passed down by a single line. Even if they are disciples,
You can only learn the superficial knowledge, but not the essence. In this way, one family may be prosperous, but the whole Chinese medicine industry will be lonely because of this selfish reason.
After all, to cure diseases and save lives in the world, we need more doctors, not one or two so-called masters. If the whole body is not good, what is the use of individual people?
In addition, due to various reasons, many of your older generation failed to pass on your unique methods until your death. They rotted in your hands and took them into the coffin. As a result, all the magical skills of traditional Chinese medicine disappeared from the world, step by step.
Pushing Chinese medicine to death.
To put it bluntly, your traditional Chinese medicine does not have a good inheritance system. The longer time goes by, the more incomplete the system becomes. In the end, death is just a matter of time."
Hearing this, everyone looked a little ugly. In fact, Pu Mingdai had a problem that even a foreigner could see. How could everyone not know it?
Why does Western medicine spread so fast? It’s not just because of the quick results. The point is that Western medicine has a complete inheritance system, which is simple to use and easy to learn. This creates more fresh blood for Western medicine.
To put it simply, Western medicine has always been making soil. When they prepare the soil for Western medicine, what will grow out of it will naturally be forests of Western medicine.
As for traditional Chinese medicine, due to the constraints of traditional habits, they pursue the dominance of a tree. The final result is that the tree is so big that it attracts the wind. It seems to have infinite scenery, but it cannot withstand the wind and rain, and the bright day and night. Death is a matter of time.
But knowing does not mean being able to do it. Therefore, even though there are many people running around and crying, they want all the masters of traditional Chinese medicine to publish their knowledge and summarize all the knowledge into a system.
However, after so many years, it remains the same and has never changed.
Thinking of this, when everyone looked at Pu Mingdai and Song Yuhe, a terrifying thought suddenly appeared in their hearts, and then there was a swipe on their foreheads, and they were all covered in cold sweat!
Xi Liang asked in a panic: "What on earth do you want to do?"
Pu Mingdai said proudly: "It's just a matter of accelerating your demise. The three holy hands hold many of the essence of traditional Chinese medicine. My master will challenge them. The winner will continue to practice medicine. But the loser will not be allowed to practice medicine or teach from now on. All knowledge and
Everything about the competition will be rotten in your bones!"
Hearing this, everyone felt a chill in their hearts. The most feared thing happened. Everyone stared at Pu Mingdai angrily, and someone stared at Song Yuhe, with eyes that seemed to ask: "How could you lose?"
Song Yuhe's eyes were full of pain, and there was still a lot of unwillingness, and even more, there was endless guilt. Song Yuhe wanted to say something several times, but in the end he held it back, sighed, and closed his eyes in pain.
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At this moment, Pu Mingdai received a call. The person on the phone spoke in Korean. After a few words, Pu Mingdai burst into laughter. He looked at Song Yuhe, Miao Hong and others and said arrogantly: "Three Holy Hands? That's all."