Fang Zheng wiped his nose. He had indeed made a lot of noise recently and gained so much limelight. As a result, he only became a household name in Montenegro City, which really made him a little dissatisfied. But if he thought about it carefully, it seemed that what he did could affect the whole country.
That's it this time. It's really difficult to become a household name all over the country at once.
"Since it won't work once, let's develop and utilize the resources." Thinking of this, Fang Zheng looked at Park Changming with a smile.
Park Changming was glanced at by Fang Zheng, and suddenly felt uncomfortable, and subconsciously asked: "What...are you doing?"
Fang Zheng said: "Donor, this should be asked by a poor monk, right? Donor, next, it's your turn to ask the question."
Only then did Pu Changming come to his senses, and the competition began. Founder's first question was about Pu Mingdai giving birth to a child. Pu Changming admitted defeat, and now it was Pu Mingdai's turn to pose the question. In this kind of competition of medical skills, the questions can be arbitrarily chosen.
But it is not without rules. If the person who asked the question cannot solve the question he asked, it will be considered a draw. Therefore, there is no point in asking that kind of question.
Park Changming calmed down, pondered for a moment, and said with a smile: "My question is very simple. Please ask someone from our embassy to come up."
As soon as these words came out, Song Yuhe and Jiang Yu stood up at the same time. They knew that Park Changming had finally used this trick again! They all lost on this question. To be honest, they couldn't guarantee at all whether Fang Zheng could take it.
Use this move!
Everyone became nervous when they saw Park Changming making a move. Although Fang Zheng won the game and taught these bastards a lesson, if he still lost the game in the end, everything before would be meaningless.
Everyone was talking about it, but unfortunately no one knew what Park Changming's question was.
While everyone was waiting anxiously, not long after, people from the Korean Embassy came and brought a man. The man was sitting in a wheelchair, covered with a blanket, his face was like a skeleton, and his eyes were very big. The man was exposed.
His hands were as thin as eagle talons, and his head was tilted to one side, as if he had no strength to even move.
Seeing this man, many doctors exclaimed: "ALS?!"
This shout made everyone present take a breath! ALS is a medical problem in the world! Whether it is traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, there is no better treatment method. At most, it can only provide slight relief.
That's all.
Seeing this patient, everyone finally understood how the three masters of traditional Chinese medicine lost to Park Changming. Faced with this disease, everyone would lose. But the question arises, can Park Changming cure ALS?
disease?
When people come, the secret will naturally disappear. Song Yuhe and Jiang Yu no longer need to keep silent about this matter.
Song Yuhe sighed and said: "Park Changming brought him here after all. This disease is almost incurable. Even Park Changming himself can only do better than us, and there is no cure. But the game
It’s so cruel, you don’t need to cure the person, you just need to do better than the other person.”
Hearing what Song Yuhe said, everyone's hearts sank.
On the Internet, although the live broadcast was closed, some people were using their mobile phones to text live broadcast, and Fang Zheng didn't care about it. Anyway, the class was over, and everyone could do whatever they wanted with the rest. Seeing that Fang Zheng didn't care, people started to secretly turn on their phones and start filming. So,
The army of people waiting on the Internet instantly found their target and swarmed over.
When the supporters in South Korea saw this, they all laughed, pointing out ALS, this is basically an unsolvable situation! This time, they want to see how Fang Zheng wins!
At the same time, there were people in China who were promoting science. When everyone realized how difficult this disease was to treat, everyone became silent.
"No wonder, no wonder all the three masters of traditional Chinese medicine have lost. Park Changming's trick has been popular all over the world, and he has swept everyone with this trick!" someone sighed.
"Although it's a bit dark, I have to say that Park Changming still has real skills. I just don't know how the master will take the move."
"If you can't take it, it will only be a draw."
"But, what to do next?"
Everyone was silent...
Pu Changming saw that everyone around him was quiet. After adjusting his collar a little, he said to Fang Zheng: "Abbot Fang Zheng, to be honest, I can't cure this disease. However, I have some means to make his body slightly better. Although
This improvement is very slight. However, with the abbot's medical skills, he should be able to see it. As long as the abbot can make him slightly better, this game will be considered a draw."
Seeing this, Honghai'er curled his lips and said, "I thought it was some kind of illness, such a small problem..."
"Small problem? Little mage, do you not understand, or are you pretending not to understand? This is ALS, and no one in the world can cure it. It would be great if it can have some effect." someone explained.
Hong Hai'er knew Fang Zheng's methods very well, and he was really going to get angry. It wasn't impossible for a god to come through and bring him back to life, let alone a disease?
Seeing Hong Haier's disapproving look, the embassy staff who followed Park Changming said: "Little guy, this disease is not something that can be cured by everyone. If you don't understand, you'd better stop talking, so as not to brag too much.
Flashed his tongue."
Red Boy slapped Pu Mingdai hard before, and people here in South Korea were a little displeased with him. Although he was a child, he still said something to find a balance.
Just as Hong Boy was about to say something, Fang Zheng touched his head, shook his head and said, "This disease cannot be cured by my teacher."
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar!
Is this an admission of defeat?
When Park Changming heard this, he immediately smiled, stared at Fang Zheng and said, "Master, are you admitting defeat?"
Fang Zheng nodded slightly and said, "This poor monk doesn't want to cure this disease, so just give up."
"Pfft... Sure enough, the master is the same as the apprentice. The apprentice likes to brag, and the master is shameless... Tsk, tsk..." An embassy staff shook his head and mocked.
At this moment, a familiar voice shouted with a hint of fear and pain: "If you can cure it, then give it up. If you can't cure it, then admit defeat. No matter what you say, it can't be cured... You monk, you are really shameless!"
Fang Zheng looked over after hearing the sound and saw that Pu Mingdai, who had just been knocked unconscious, woke up and was staring at him angrily.
When Fang Zheng saw this, he immediately smiled, clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, the donor is awake? This is the best. Donor Park, don't you check the other disciple's body?"
Pu Changming came back to his senses and hurried over to check. He was surprised to find that although Fang Zheng's slap was harsh, the contents of Pu Mingdai's stomach were indeed gone! As for the others, they were just flesh wounds, so just nurse them.
He felt relieved. He stood up and said, "Abbot Fangzheng, since you can't be cured, this is considered as admitting defeat. Do you still need to take action?"
Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "No need, let's move on to the next round."