"Han Yuqing's wild man is so damn cheap. Who is he? Why should he represent Chinese medicine and Western medicine in a competition?"
"Haha, the most annoying thing is that even though grandpa has already recovered, he is basically cursing him to die early!"
"And Mr. Nelson is right, isn't Chinese medicine a lie?"
"That's right, Western medicine must be much better than Chinese medicine... Li Shizhen and Hua Tuo are all made-up characters, right?"
The descendants of the Han family were talking a lot. Nelson didn't need to say anything. They first devalued Chinese medicine as worthless.
Nelson was even more proud now, shaking his head and saying: "Did you hear that? I have more supporters than you in China."
"A bunch of scum!" Ren Yun glanced at the Han family and said coldly: "Is the Compendium of Materia Medica also made up?"
"Oh, sir, please don't vent your anger on my fans!" Nelson interrupted Ren Yun, pointed at him and said, "I am willing to accept your challenge!
If Mr. Han's symptoms really reoccur, I am willing to accept the media interview arranged by you and apologize for my previous remarks.
But if Mr. Han has recovered and will not have an attack within half an hour, you must kneel down and apologize to the Western doctor, and kiss my butt!"
After finishing speaking, Nelson shook his butt at Ren Yun.
Looking at Nelson's huge ass, Ren Yun wanted to kick it down.
But this is a competition between Chinese and Western medicine. Ren Yun does not want to rely on force to solve the problem. He can make Nielsen surrender with the medical skills of Chinese medicine!
Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and Ren Yun could afford to wait.
The Han family was still waiting for Ren Yun to kneel down and apologize and kiss Nelson's butt, so naturally no one mentioned driving Ren Yun away.
"Haha, I know my own body best. My body is no different from that of a twenty-year-old boy, so how can I have an attack?"
Mr. Han curled his lips and sneered. Suddenly he looked at Han Yuqing and said lightly: "Yuqing, for the sake of the unity and unity of the Han family, the entertainment company you run has now been taken back by me!"
Although the entertainment company was brought back to life in the hands of Han Yuqing, she only had management rights, and the entertainment company still belonged to the Han family.
"Grandpa, then...will I still run our entertainment company from now on?"
"You... haha!" Mr. Han sneered before he could speak, and then said: "From now on, your cousin Han Shuo will run the business, and you just have to help him!"
"Grandpa, you can rest assured. In the hands of Han Yuqing, the annual net profit of the entertainment company is more than 30 million. In my hands, the profit will reach at least 300 million!"
Han Shuo was not afraid of the wind and flashed his tongue in the room, and immediately stood up to assure Mr. Han.
"Okay, my good grandson, grandpa believes in you!"
Mr. Han nodded lovingly, then Ren Yun said: "Old fool, you are about to vomit blood, why are you talking so much?"
"I'm in good health, you... poof!"
Mr. Han's eyes widened, but before he could finish his sentence, he felt like his stomach was churning and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
"What...what's going on?"
"Dr. Nelson, didn't you say that my grandfather has recovered?"
"I...I don't know either, please give in first!"
"..."
One second, Mr. Han's face was flushed, and the next second he was vomiting blood. Not to mention the Han family was in chaos, even Nelson was confused.
Nelson had no choice but to continue injecting medicine into Mr. Han, but it had no effect at all. Mr. Han continued to vomit blood.
"Ren...Ren Yun!"
Mr. Han spat out a mouthful of blood in about thirty or forty seconds, and in the gap, he feebly called out Ren Yun's name.
"Ren Yun, please go check on my grandfather quickly!"
Grandpa's call alerted Han Yuqing, and she quickly urged Ren Yun who was sitting on the sofa.
Nodding, Ren Yun pushed away several Han family members unceremoniously, looked at Mr. Han who was about to die and said: "Old fool, I have already told you that only I can cure your disease!
It’s not difficult for me to cure you. The Han family’s entertainment company must be managed by Han Yuqing!
If you don’t agree, I’ll leave immediately and you’ll just wait to die!”
Just now, Mr. Han was about to hand over the management rights of the entertainment company to Han Shuo, and Ren Yun heard it from the sidelines.
The reason why Ren Yun remained silent was because he was waiting for Mr. Han to get sick and threaten him again.
"Ren Yun, who are you? How can you take advantage of others?"
"That's right, who is grandpa? He won't agree even if he dies!"
The Han family members were still discussing, but Mr. Han spit out another mouthful of blood and shouted with all his strength: "I promise! I promise... I don't want to die yet!"
Mr. Han's situation was very pessimistic and his life was in danger at any time. Seeing that he agreed, Ren Yun prepared the silver needle and hurriedly performed the acupuncture on Mr. Han.
After disinfecting with alcohol, Ren Yun inserted a needle into Mr. Han's temple, and he immediately passed out.
"Oh, mygod!" Nelson exclaimed, shook his head, and said incredulously: "You...you are not saving people, but killing people! God will not forgive you!"
"I don't have any medical knowledge, but I know you can't touch your temples! It's over, it's over, grandpa is dead, he must be dead!"
"Grandpa, my dear grandpa, you died so miserably! It was that bitch Han Yuqing and her wild man who harmed you. Even if you are a ghost, don't let them go!"
"Call the police, call the police quickly, and ask him to pay for his life for grandpa!"
For a while, the Han family was in chaos. Some people were crying, and some people took out their mobile phones and called the police.
However, Ren Yun ignored the ugly behavior of the Han family and cast seven or forty-nine silver needles on Mr. Han. Ren Yun breathed a sigh of relief.
The streptococci in Mr. Han's body have been completely forced out of the body.
"Why are you crying?" Ren Yun looked back at the Han family impatiently, pulled out the needle on Mr. Han's temple, and said, "Isn't it okay, old fool? He will wake up soon?"
"Do you think we are fools? Grandpa is already dead!"
"Hey, let's prepare for grandpa's funeral. I'm going to order a coffin for him now!"
In order to express his filial piety, Han Shuo was always at the forefront of everything, so he had to go downstairs to order a coffin for Mr. Han.
But at this moment, Mr. Han, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes and said weakly: "My good grandson, you really feel sorry for me, are you so eager to order a coffin for me? Do you want me and you?
Let’s go pick it out together? After all, this is the gift you gave me!”
Although Mr. Han was in a coma just now, his consciousness was clear. Mr. Han could hear what his descendants said.
The Han family was startled, and then gathered around Mr. Han.
"Oh, mygod! Oh, mygod! Oh, mygod!"
Dr. Nelson looked at Ren Yun in disbelief and kept exclaiming.
Suddenly, Nelson knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Ren Yun first, and then said respectfully: "Dear sir, I have no words to express my respect for you. I can only express my respect for you with the highest Chinese etiquette."
Affection!"
After saying this, Dr. Nelson kowtowed to Ren Yun twice more...
[Author's digression]: Good morning, the first chapter has been delivered