Faced with so many patients coming to their door, Ye Bufan and all the veteran Chinese medicine doctors were very happy, which shows that Chinese medicine has successfully opened the door to the West.
The free clinic started, and everyone showed their fullest energy and began to treat the patients in line.
After a busy morning, these old men present are all at the top of Chinese traditional medicine. Every patient who comes here comes with high expectations and leaves happily.
Seeing that it was noon, the patients queuing up here automatically left, giving the doctors a break.
Seeing this scene, Ye Bufan couldn't help but nodded secretly. The relationship between doctors and patients in China has been tense in recent years. This is actually a very complicated reason, and it also has a lot to do with personal quality.
If doctors and patients could put themselves in each other's shoes and understand each other, some conflicts would not occur at all.
At this moment, there was a burst of noise, and a dozen gangsters wearing vests and various tattoos on their arms ran over pushing a white young man covered in blood.
These people were running and shouting loudly: "Where are the doctors, come and save people."
Ye Bufan raised his eyebrows. These people ran to the square, but they did not hesitate and ran straight towards Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine. It was obvious that they had full purpose.
And it can be seen that these people are completely unkind. They pushed this bloody guy here with only one purpose, and that is to cause trouble for themselves.
If they can't cure this guy here, they will definitely take the opportunity to discredit Chinese medicine, saying that the therapeutic effects of Chinese medicine are completely exaggerated.
As for who arranged it, it is still unclear.
As the situation of traditional Chinese medicine in country m gets better and better, it will inevitably affect the interests of many people and take away the opportunities of some people, so it is normal to cause trouble for yourself.
"What are you people still doing? Come here and save people."
A tall, strong black man roared loudly.
Cao Xinghua and others looked at Ye Bufan together. Firstly, they did not understand English and had to rely on translators when treating diseases. Secondly, these people were used to leaving everything to him.
"Are you all deaf?"
The big black man was obviously very dissatisfied and reached out to grab Lou Baiming's arm.
This guy is about two meters tall and weighs over 200 kilograms. His big black hands are as big as cattail leaf fans. If he gets scratched by him, it will probably be too much for Lou Baiming at his age.
"Stop!" Ye Bufan stepped forward and casually raised his hand with his right hand. The guy felt his arm go numb and involuntarily put his hand down.
The big black man was stunned for a moment, then shouted: "Hurry up and save people. If anything happens to my brother, I want you to look good."
His expression looked anxious and concerned, but Ye Bufan could tell that this guy was just pretending.
Including the injured person lying on the ground, who looked badly bruised and bloody, but in fact they were just superficial injuries.
It's obvious that this is a situation carefully set for himself. No matter whether he treats it or not, or how he treats it, he will eventually cause trouble on his side.
"Chinese Pig, didn't you hear us?"
At this time, a guy with a killer head next to him rushed over, slapped Ye Bufan on the face.
"court death!"
As soon as the guy raised his hand, Ye Bufan kicked him in the abdomen and kicked him several meters away.
The guy knocked over several tables and chairs one after another, and finally hit a trash can with a loud bang.
"You bastards, how dare you hit someone."
Just as Ye Bufan guessed, these people came here with a purpose. At this moment, they swarmed up and surrounded Ye Bufan.
"Kill him, we don't welcome Chinese pigs!"
The big black man roared and took the lead in swinging his fist as big as a casserole and smashed it towards Ye Bufan.
Others also responded one after another and rushed over with all their teeth and claws. Even the wounded on the ground jumped up and joined the battle group.
Seeing this scene, some of the people around were angry, some were worried, and some were gloating.
As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Everyone is jealous, even doctors are no exception.
Since the exchange meeting began, the Chinese medicine delegation led by Ye Bufan has been stealing the show.
Especially during the two days of free clinics, Chinese medicine doctors treated more patients than they put together, and their reputation was getting higher and higher, which naturally aroused the resentment of some people.
Because of this, many people hope that the Chinese medicine team can be severely repaired by these gangsters, especially the young man who steals the limelight. The harder he is beaten, the better.
But the next scene shocked these people completely. As soon as those gangsters pounced on them, they flew out like broken sacks.
No one could even see clearly what was going on. All these people had been put to the ground, and they were all crying for their fathers and mothers, and they were miserable.
"Oh my God, is this the legendary Chinese Kung Fu?"
"My God, Chinese Kung Fu is not a legend, it really exists..."
"This Chinese man is so amazing. Not only is his medical skills great, but his kung fu is also so great..."
The onlookers let out bursts of exclamations.
The expressions of those little gangsters who were knocked down suddenly changed. Knowing that they were no match, they immediately changed their fighting methods and kept wailing on the ground: "Come on, we're going to hit you..."
As soon as they shouted, prepared extras came over and began to attack from the moral high ground.
"Why do you Chinese people beat people? Aren't you doctors? Aren't you supposed to treat illnesses and save people?"
"That's right, what kind of doctor is this? He doesn't even have basic medical ethics. He only knows how to beat people but not how to save them..."
"That's right, why do you beat someone? Does it mean you are a medical fairy? We don't welcome you in country M, so get out of here..."
Ye Bufan had a faint sneer on his face. These people were really well prepared. They were all waiting here, black and white.
He ignored these yelling guys and stepped on the chest of the big black man.
"Tell me, who asked you to come?"
"Chinese people, don't even think about it..."
The big black man originally wanted to say a few harsh words, but as soon as he said this, he felt that the foot on his chest was pressing down like a mountain.
Suddenly I felt like I couldn't breathe, and I even heard a cracking sound in my breastbone.
Feeling the strong killing intent in Ye Bufan, he had no doubt that the other party would really trample him to death.
He is just an ordinary little gangster, not a death warrior. He will give in immediately when faced with the threat of death.
"I said, I said, it was...Jerry asked me to come..."
A cold light flashed in Ye Bufan's eyes, and it turned out to be the little mouse he met last night.
At this moment, a siren sounded, and two security vehicles from Country M drove over.
The car door opened, and seven or eight security guards jumped out. Each of these men was tall, strong, and menacing, and they surrounded Ye Bufan and others in the middle.
"Who did this? Come forward!"
A bearded leader pointed at the wailing gangsters on the ground and shouted.
"It's over. This young man is done. I'm afraid he will have a hard time this time..."