As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
Everyone followed the voice and saw that the speaker was Ye Bufan who was standing up on the podium.
He stepped to the front desk and said to Wang Xuande: "You rest first, and I will answer their questions."
"Who is this young man? He spoke too impulsively. Although it sounds exciting, it doesn't hold up at all..."
"Yes, it is good to speak out for Chinese medicine, but you must also have the strength. Judging from his age, how can he compare with the previous Mr. Bi and Mr. Wang."
"Impulse is the devil. It will be even more embarrassing if you are left speechless by others later..."
The students in the audience had different reactions. Some applauded Ye Bufan, while others were sweating for him.
Wang Xuande wiped the sweat from his forehead. At this moment, he couldn't care about anything else and retreated from the stage.
A flash of light flashed in Yang Zhengdao's eyes, as if he saw the hope of traditional Chinese medicine in Ye Bufan, hoping that this young man could surprise him.
Zhang Zhicheng frowned nervously. If things went from bad to worse, it would be their Imperial University of Traditional Chinese Medicine's face that would be disgraced, and the trouble would be all his own.
Those at the World Medical Association were stunned for a while, and then burst into laughter. It was obvious that they were extremely disdainful of Ye Bufan's statement.
Buckley said: "Dr. Ye, are you saying that Chinese medicine is better than Western medicine?
Did you reverse the order? I'll give you another chance and say it again."
"No need, even if I say it a hundred times, Chinese medicine is better than Western medicine."
Ye Bufan's expression was calm, but his tone revealed an extremely powerful temperament.
At this moment, he stood there as if he were an insurmountable mountain, giving people an extremely shaking feeling.
He is calm, calm, and exudes strong self-confidence. He doesn't look like a young man in his 20s at all. He can't even be compared to Bi Haiping and Wang Xuande just now.
Buckley frowned: "Dr. Ye said that because you are the president's teacher?"
In his opinion, the reason why this young man dared to be so arrogant must be because he relied on Alice.
"I, Ye Bufan, never have to rely on anyone to act. Today we are just debating here. We only talk about strength, not identity."
"Only talk about strength, not status. That's so good. Dr. Ye is so domineering..."
"Doctor Ye is great. Not only is he handsome, but he is also domineering. I support you!"
Although the students in the audience were not loud, they cheered for Ye Bufan.
A sneer formed on the corner of Buckley's mouth: "In that case, let me ask Dr. Ye a few questions. Do you think it is traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine that is widely used in the world today?"
"Western medicine."
There is no doubt in Ye Bufan's answer.
"The second question is, does Chinese medicine treat more people, or does Western medicine treat more people?"
"Western medicine."
"Dr. Ye, you are very honest." Buckley laughed, "Then I have to ask, why is Chinese medicine better than Western medicine, but its current development is not as good as Western medicine?"
Everyone's heart sank as soon as these words came out. Since you said that Chinese medicine is powerful, why is it not as good as Western medicine? This is obviously a shortcoming of Chinese medicine.
At the same time, hundreds of pairs of eyes present all fell on Ye Bufan, and some even clenched their fists nervously, wanting to see how he would answer.
Ye Bufan's face remained calm, "It's very simple, just because Chinese medicine is too advanced, you can't learn it, and you won't be able to learn it!"
Without the support of strong Chinese culture, you can only learn worse Western medicine."
"well said!"
As soon as Ye Bufan finished speaking, the entire venue burst into applause.
Barkley and Rodman both looked ugly. They both studied Western medicine, but they were so belittled by the young man in front of them. Naturally, they were extremely angry. They completely forgot that they were the first to start the war.
"Mr. Ye, I think what you are talking about is still illusory and false, and it is impossible to touch or see it.
Unless you can let us see what qi is, what acupoints are, and what meridians are? Otherwise, there is no way to convince us that traditional Chinese medicine exists."
Rodman raised a similar question again.
This is also one of the biggest shortcomings of traditional Chinese medicine. You know that there are many things, but you can't touch or see them, so there is no way to convince others.
Western medicine is completely the opposite. Their theories are all summarized through anatomy and the like, which are easier for people to accept.
Buckley then said: "Yes, in my opinion, those things that Chinese medicine talks about are not scientific at all and do not exist at all."
At this moment, the entire venue fell silent. In everyone's eyes, this question was completely unsolvable and there was no way to answer it.
"No problem, I can confirm it for you."
Ye Bufan gave an answer that surprised everyone, and then he walked up to Rodman.
"You want to know the meridians and acupuncture points, right? I'll let you experience it now." After saying that, he struck like lightning and poked the Jianjing point on Rodman's left arm.
"From now on, you can't move your left arm."
"Are you kidding me? How is this possible? I'm very strong and there's nothing wrong with my arms."
Rodman looked disdainful, and then raised his left arm to show everyone that this young man was lying.
But then he showed a look of horror, because he found that his left arm didn't obey his orders.
No matter how hard he tried, his left hand still hung on the side of his body like a wooden sculpture, without any movement.
He tried moving his right hand, and there was no problem. It was intact as before.
"Oh my God, no, I must be hemiplegic. I must be sick."
In any case, he didn't believe that this had something to do with the acupuncture points. Ye Bufan just touched him lightly and felt it more or less. This would never affect his actions.
"You're not sick. The reason why you can't move is because I sealed the acupuncture point on your left side."
After speaking, Ye Bufan raised his hand to untie the Jianjing point on his left side, and then tapped his chest on the right side several times.
"Feel it again now."
Rodman moved his left hand. His left arm, which had been like a wooden sculpture just a moment ago, instantly regained its ability to move, as if nothing had happened.
But in the end, he found that the right half of his body had completely lost consciousness. His right hand and right leg seemed not to be his, and he did not obey orders at all.
"Oh my god, this is so amazing! What's going on? Ye, are you magic?"
Rodman's eyes widened, and his eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets, as if he had seen an alien.
"This is not magic, it's acupuncture." Ye Bufan said eloquently, "According to our theory of traditional Chinese medicine, only when qi and blood are connected can a person be healthy, and only when qi and blood are connected can he be able to move.
And I sealed your acupuncture points, blocking Qi and blood, so you can't move."
"this……"
Rodman was very reluctant to accept this fact, but no matter how hard he tried, his body just refused to obey him. The left side was normal but the right side was motionless. It was simply worse than hemiplegia.
Seeing this, the audience burst into thunderous applause again.
The members of the World Medical Association were all dumbfounded. If Rodman was not the companion they brought, he really thought he was cooperating with Ye Bufan in acting. All this was completely beyond their understanding.
