"What did he say? Even Dr. Barton couldn't do anything, but he actually said it can be cured? Oh my God! This guy's tone is too loud, isn't he?"
"Is he overestimating his abilities? Do you really want to wait until you lose before you admit defeat?"
…
Suddenly, people at the scene started talking about it.
At this time, even Barton couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Ye! Are you sure you can cure this patient's disease?"
“100% sure!”
Ye Zihao nodded confidently and said.
At this time, Barton saw that he was so confident, so he said deliberately: "Since you are 100% sure, then you can prove to everyone your true medical skills!"
"rest assured!"
"You will not be disappointed!"
Ye Zihao raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said confidently.
"Huh! Then I'm going to take a closer look!"
Barton snorted coldly, secretly anticipating how embarrassing Ye Zihaodai would be.
At this time, Ye Zihao walked up to the patient and stretched out his hand to feel his pulse. After some examination, Ye Zihao had confirmed the cause of the patient's illness.
At this time, Ye Zihao took out a silver needle and pricked it into the patient's Ren and Du veins.
At this time, the acupuncture technique Ye Zihao performed was called the Resurrection Needle!!
Because the patient had a cerebral hemorrhage and had damaged the brain nerves, Ye Haocai had to use a resurrecting needle to stimulate the patient's brain.
Soon, with the help of the resurrecting needle, the patient's fingers trembled slightly.
"Look! The patient's fingers moved. Did I just see it?"
"You're not dazzled, I saw it too!"
"Oh my God! The patient actually responded? This is amazing!"
…
People at the scene were extremely surprised and said.
At this time, Ye Zihao did not dare to neglect anything. While using the Resurrection Needle, he also used the internal energy of the Qianlong Nine Needle Technique to use Qi Control Needle to stimulate the damaged nerves in the brain.
With the assistance of Qianlong Nine Needles, the damaged brain nerves were restored to a certain extent.
At this time, the patient's hand was actually able to be raised.
"Oh my God! Look, the patient can move his hands this time!"
"It seems that this man is not overestimating his abilities, but he is really capable!"
"Awesome!! Chinese medical skills are so amazing!"
…
The delegations from Europe were all stunned, as if they couldn't believe what they saw.
Especially Barton, he saw that a paralyzed patient could actually move his limbs. This was simply an incredible thing.
"No...impossible!"
"He...how is he so powerful?"
"This is simply a medical miracle!"
…
Barton was completely stunned and stared at Ye Zihao in confusion.
At this time, Wilbur, who was not far away, was even more shocked.
"How... how is this possible? Isn't this scientific? This guy actually cured a disease that even Barton couldn't do anything about? Is Chinese medical skill so powerful?"
Wilbur said with a shocked expression on his face.
It can be said that Ye Zihao's amazing acupuncture treatment shocked everyone in the audience. Everyone was in admiration and admiration!!
Some people even begin to believe that Chinese traditional medicine is not as useless as the outside world says! Its magical place cannot even compare with Western medicine!
At this time, his eyes returned to Ye Zihao.
He was seriously doing acupuncture for the patient. Because it involved the brain, he didn't dare to slack off at all and had to concentrate on it.
As time passed by, Ye Zihao stabbed needle after needle!
The patient's condition gradually recovered and stabilized!
Soon, half an hour passed, and Ye Zihao finally finished the acupuncture.
At this time, he pulled out the silver needles. After he finished pulling out all the silver needles, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief!!
"call!"
“Finally done!!”
At this time, Ye Zihao's forehead was covered with bean-like beads of sweat.
As a result, at this moment, I don’t know who was the first person to applaud. After seeing someone applaud, the others calmed down and gave Ye Zihao the warmest applause.
Because Ye Zihao deserves the reward of applause.
He saved a dying patient!
At this time, even Ye Zihao's opponent Barton couldn't help but give a thumbs up.
Because he knew that he was competing with Ye Zihao in terms of medical skills, and Ye Zihao's medical skills were indeed better than his, which he had to admit.
At this time, Ye Zihao bowed his hands and thanked everyone for their applause!
At this time, Barton said very politely: "Mr. Ye, I am convinced that I have lost!"
"Mr. Button!"
"I was just lucky!"
Ye Zihao said very humbly. After all, he also knew that the competition between him and Barton was just a competition in medical skills, and there was not much conflict!
At this time, Ye Zihao had won two games in a row. This time, the medical skills exchange competition could be regarded as a winner!
Best of three!
In the third game, there is no need to continue the competition.
But Ye Zihao still wanted to compete with experts from Europe. He didn't want to prove how awesome his medical skills were, but he wanted to learn from each other through communication.
Therefore, the atmosphere in the third competition was very harmonious. Ye Zihao was also inspired, and the other doctor was impressed by Ye Zihao's medical skills. Both parties were very satisfied with the competition process!!
At this time, Ye Yehao won a complete victory! Traditional Chinese medicine completely defeated Western medicine!
At this time, Wilbur looked very unhappy, but he had to admit this fact.
Just when he was about to lead the team away, his phone suddenly rang.
At this time, the caller was the person in charge of the consortium that funded the trip to China... Fiats!
In fact, many scientific and medical teams in Europe are supported by various large financial groups. Once research results are produced, these large financial groups will be the first to enjoy them.
So, when Wilbur saw that it was Fiats calling, he suddenly became polite.
At this time, he answered the phone very respectfully and said: "Hello! Mr. Fiats!! Do you have anything to do with me?"
"Mr. Wilbur!"
"I heard you lost, right?"
Fiats asked lightly and said.
"Well... well!! Mr. Fiats, please listen to my explanation. In fact, this time..."
Suddenly, Wilbur became nervous. After all, the big bosses wanted to get results, but his medical team lost all three battles!
But before he could finish his explanation, Fiats hung up on him and said, "Mr. Wilbur! I don't mean to blame you!"