The host took the lottery results and loudly announced the competition items, and then followed the procedure and asked the joint team to quickly pick up the two patients.
The two patients were brought in on stretchers. As long as you saw the ferocious faces on their faces, you could tell that they were in great pain at this time.
Their cases were directly displayed on the big screen. The two were dancers who suffered severe ligament strain while training their lower forks.
The severity of their illnesses was almost the same.
"The patient's diagnosis is on the big screen. The Traditional Chinese Medicine Association please choose an opponent, one person from each team, and perform acupuncture on the spot for half an hour."
The host stood on the stage and read out the rules of victory aloud: "Whoever can reduce their condition to the greatest extent will be the winner of this competition!"
"The patient's treatment status will be tested and compared by the referee panel."
He waved his hand: "Please ask the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association to choose your opponent!"
The host looked at Mr. Li.
Mr. Li picked up the microphone and said softly: "Although I am the president of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, I am not a contestant. All matters on the field are solely responsible for the team captain Xia Xiaoyu."
When the host heard this, he immediately looked at Xia Xiaoyu and said, "Captain Xia, please choose your opponent. This time we need two people to fight!"
Xia Xiaoyu smiled slightly, stood up, and strode onto the stage.
"The Cold Medicine Sect chose us last time, so let's choose the Cold Medicine Sect too. I will be the one participating in the battle!"
Xia Xiaoyu's voice fell, instantly causing an uproar.
Everyone looked at Xia Xiaoyu in confusion. This was only the second game and Xia Xiaoyu, the captain, had already appeared on the field. What did this mean?
The host also looked confused, looked at Xia Xiaoyu in confusion, and said nothing for a long time.
Xia Xiaoyu smiled slightly, took the microphone and said loudly: "Please send a representative from the Han Medical Sect."
After finishing his words, Xia Xiaoyu turned to look at Miao Nu and motioned for her to go down and rest.
Miao Nu nodded slightly and walked towards the audience.
"Wait!"
At this time, Pu Mingye stood up and shouted to Miao Nu, "Miao Nu can't step down!"
"Master Pu, why can't the Miao girl step down?" Xia Xiaoyu turned around and looked over.
"Since the battle is on this stage, Miao Nu must continue to compete until she loses. If you just let her go, are you ready to admit defeat?" Pu Mingye said loudly.
But there was incomparable anger in my heart.
They originally wanted to use the crowd tactic to find out the true strength of Miao Nu, Tian Xue and others.
But he didn't want to kill Xia Xiaoyu halfway.
"oh?"
Xia Xiaoyu exclaimed, then looked at the host, "If I heard correctly just now, the rules don't say that the winning team's personnel cannot take a break and make substitutions, right?"
"Also, I would like to ask Master Pu Mingye, are you Han Medicine Sect so shameless?"
"A little girl just finished a competition and cured a patient. She is already so exhausted. Are you not even going to let her rest?"
"We practitioners must have a heart of love, but I don't see it in Master Pu. Or do you, Master Pu, have some conspiracy?"
"You're talking nonsense!" Pu Mingye roared angrily, his face full of anger, but he did not dare to get angry.
At the scene, eight to nine hundred media from more than a hundred countries around the world were present, and even Park Mingye couldn't bear it no matter how angry he was.
"Xia Xiaoyu, you are making excuses. When will I not let Miao Nu rest?" Pu Mingye snorted coldly, "It's just that the medical skills Miao Nu showed just now are very amazing, so I want us Han Medical Sect disciples to have sex with her again.
Let’s compete!”
"No need, I will take part in this competition!" Xia Xiaoyu directly interrupted Pu Mingye and said loudly: "I will give you Hanyi Sect a chance and ask all your contestants to come up, so that you still have a chance to win."
"If you don't dare, I think Master Pu should just admit defeat!"
A slap in the face?
threaten?
The whole audience was stunned and extremely shocked.
I have seen arrogant people, but I have never seen Xia Xiaoyu so arrogant.
"Miracle Doctor Chen, your apprentice is even more promiscuous than you were back then!"
The foreigners around Chen Yunhe spoke in blunt Chinese with smiles.
Chen Yunhe squinted his eyes and laughed loudly: "Manard, shouldn't my disciples, Chen Yunhe, be more mature? It's not that I underestimate the people of the Han Medical Sect. Except for Pu Mingzhen, no one can be my disciple."
My opponent."
"By the way, Mr. Pu's illness was cured by my disciple!"
After listening to Chen Yunhe's words, Manard showed a look of surprise on his face, "Oh, buy! Is this true? Is Lao Puzi really healed?"
"No, I will call him later and send him my most sincere blessings."
Although Manard is not a famous doctor, he holds a high position and is the president of the International Medical Association. Naturally, he is very familiar with Chen Yunhe, Pu Mingzhen and others, and his relationship with them is also very close.
"Chen, this boring game should end as soon as possible."
Manard said, stood up, strode up to the host, grabbed the microphone from the host's hand and said in blunt Chinese: "After a unanimous decision by our refereeing team, we agree with Xia Xiaoyu's opinion."
Park Mingye was immediately dumbfounded.
Not only was he dumbfounded, but the referees were also stunned.
When did they discuss this matter?
However, no one dared to speak out. Whoever spoke could be their immediate superior.
Even the notary turned his head quietly, as if he hadn't seen it.
"Don't you dare to accept the challenge? You, the Han Medical Sect, initiated this competition. Since the Chinese representative has proposed to challenge all of your contestants, you must accept the challenge."
"Only in this way can we not lose the purpose of your coming here this time!"
"Master Pu Mingye, are you Han Yi Sect afraid? If you are not afraid, then come up and challenge!"
Manard spoke more and more eloquently, his tone was extremely calm, but everyone could hear that there was dissatisfaction in his tone.
Kadoda Hachike gently pulled Pu Mingye, nodded, and said softly: "I agree, this is an opportunity!"
After hearing this, Pu Mingye nodded slightly and looked up at Manard, "Okay, our Han Medical Sect agrees."
As he said that, he turned to look at all the contestants of the Cold Medicine Sect, nodded heavily, and a murderous look flashed in his eyes.
In an instant, all the Cold Medicine Sect contestants stood up suddenly, with ferocious faces on their faces, staring at Xia Xiaoyu angrily.
"Let the game begin, the loser will be eliminated directly!"
After Manard dropped these words, he turned around and walked back to his seat.
When Chen Yunhe saw Manard coming back with a smile on his face, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Why are you doing this?"
Manard glanced at him and snorted coldly: "I just can't stand Pu Mingye. By the way, in your Chinese language, he eats steamed buns and eats the outside."
"That's called eating the inside out!" Chen Yunhe corrected.