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Chapter 890 The blood pressured by external force

At the same time, Fang Zheng finally opened his eyes and spoke softly. At that moment, the two of them subconsciously held their breath and concentrated, not daring to fart for fear of missing something or disturbing Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng said: "Doctors are born upholding the conscience of heaven and earth..."

After Fang Zheng said a few words, he went directly to the topic, and what he was talking about was the method of traditional Chinese medicine! In just a few words, Song Yuhe's eyes widened, not because of how awesome these words were, but because these words hit the point straight to the point of traditional Chinese medicine.

The essence of it! He can clearly distinguish between true and false! And the person who can point out these things is definitely not a layman! As he continued to listen, Song Yuhe’s eyes got bigger and bigger, because his unique theory actually appeared in Fang Zheng’s theory.

Theories and even his unique techniques were revealed. It felt like a thief crazily showing off what he had stolen in front of the owner. Song Yuhe actually felt a little sad...

But soon, Song Yuhe's sadness turned into shock, because what Fang Zheng said was somewhat different from what he said, and these differences were like enlightenment. Many problems that he could not figure out before were solved! It was like a battle.

The ax struck the sky in his mind, like a shackle on the sky that was forcing him to take a step further. It split a corner of the sky, allowing him to see a wider world! The feeling of sudden enlightenment, the feeling of being immersed in the world of medicine, made him deeply

I'm so deep in it that I can't extricate myself!

Xi Liang on the other side is in more pain. What Fang Zheng said is already very simple, but his foundation is too weak. He still doesn’t understand many things, and there are still some things that he barely understands. Now that he hears these profound words

Things, the feeling of seeing treasures but not being able to pick them up, made him almost cry. However, he still tried his best to remember them. He knew that these things were definitely worth a thousand dollars.

There are two people, one is fascinated by listening to it; the other is a fool who remembers the pain but enjoys it.

The two of them didn't know how long Fang Zheng had been talking. When they opened their eyes, they saw that everything in front of them was empty! Fang Zheng on the pond was gone. The lone wolf, monkey, and squirrel were also gone. Even the salted fish didn't know.

Someone picked it up... Only the little novice monk is still there.

Seeing this, both of them felt a little lost, as if they had lost something important, their hearts were empty and very lost.

"Amitabha, my teacher said that there are not many people here today, so I will talk about this. The next lecture will be held in three days." After saying that, the red boy turned and left. His words were not big, but he walked as fast as flying, turning into a line.

The green smoke disappeared up the stairs.

The speed made the two people stunned, but when they thought of the method of riding on the waves, the two of them were relieved.

After the red boy had gone far away, Song Yuhe immediately ran to the edge of the pond and reached out to touch the water. The spring water was cold, and when he touched it, there was nothing in the water that could support a person standing on it. Song Yuhe did not give up and surrounded the water around the spring.

, I touched it back and forth, but found nothing.

In the end, Song Yuhe took off his shoes, gritted his teeth, imitated Fang Zheng, and walked in along the path Fang Zheng had walked. The result...

At the bottom of the mountain road, Song Yuhe shouted: "Hurry up, hurry up, my feet are almost frozen."

"Teacher Song, I'm already... huff... huff... the fastest. You know it's cold, but you're still in the water, and you haven't stood firm yet..." Xi Liang was about to cry, and behind him lay a body covered in water, which was about to freeze.

No one would be comfortable with this guy.

Song Yuhe also had a miserable look on his face. How could he know that the water was so smooth...

At the same time, in the backyard of Yizhi Temple, a large fire pit was set up in the kitchen. A group of little things gathered around Fang Zheng, and they were watching the news played on the mobile phone in front of them attentively. Fang Zheng ran away in the middle of speaking, not cherishing it.

It’s not that I don’t like the lack of people. I just want to come back and watch the news...

The morning is over and the results should be out.

Looking at the results, several little things almost jumped up. Seven of the eight Chinese players who participated in the competition in the morning were defeated by Park Mingdai. Another one was defeated by Park Changming who suddenly appeared. In other words,

That person should be more powerful than Park Mingdai, so Park Changming took action personally.

This scene caused countless voices of dissatisfaction.

"It was agreed that Pu Mingdai would accept the challenge, but why did Pu Changming also show up? This is simply bullying the small!"

"If you can't beat me, you'll call me old. You're really shameless!"

Over there, supporters of Park Mingdai and Park Changming jumped out immediately.

"The rules don't say that substitutions are not allowed midway. What's wrong with our substitutions? We didn't commit a foul?"

"That's right, aren't you clamoring to challenge Teacher Park Changming? The teacher has taken action, but you are saying that the big one is bullying the small ones. It's really funny."



A debate battle has begun again.

"I just want to know how the next game should continue? Park Mingdai can't stop us, but Park Changming is a big mountain blocking us!"

Someone finally expressed concern, but there was silence on the Chinese side. Although there are many Chinese masters, the top ones have already lost, and the rest will most likely be meat buns beating dogs, and they will never come back.

Seeing this, pointing to the mountain, the squirrel waved his fist angrily and asked Fang Zheng: "Master, why don't you take action? These guys are too arrogant!"

Fang Zheng said calmly: "Why are you so anxious? Losing is a good thing for China. Chinese medicine has been buried for too long and ignored for too long in recent years. They need this kind of exposure. Lose, if you lose too much, then

The sense of national honor that is suppressed deep in people's hearts will be stimulated. When this sense of honor completely breaks out and awakens the national blood in the bones of the Chinese people, it will be the time for the finals."

Saving traditional Chinese medicine will definitely not happen overnight. Over the years, due to suppression from both home and abroad, traditional Chinese medicine has almost disappeared. If you want to save it, you must awaken the nation's sense of honor, stimulate the blood in your bones, and make people refuse to reason with you.

Love your own culture!

If you haven't lost, you will never know what you love. Fang Zheng simply let them lose it once and it will hurt.

After listening to it, the few little ones fell into silence thoughtfully.

But there are still some things that Fang Zheng didn't say. I'm afraid he's not the only one who has the same idea as him. In the vastness of China, for five thousand years, are there really only three three sages of traditional Chinese medicine who are trying to steal the limelight outside?

But even if there were, Fang Zheng would not count on them. Since ancient times: the big ones are hidden from the court, and the small ones are hidden from the world. It doesn't matter whether the truly capable people serve the motherland or not, but they must fight for the nation! Such people are true heroes.

. And what if a person who hides away and makes a fortune, or lives his own small life like a leisurely cloud and wild crane, even if he is a dragon from outside the sky? What does he mean to the world and what does an ordinary person mean to the world?

The difference? Such a person can only be respected for his professional achievements, but cannot be respected as a person.

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