Chapter 1445 Master of Traditional Chinese Medicine

When the patient was brought up, Pi Yangyang gave him an injection without even looking at him for long.

His Nine Profound Eighteen Needles are made of nine gold and nine silver, a total of eighteen needles.

Moreover, silver needles can only be used for some special "diseases". When treating common diseases, only gold needles can be used.

Therefore, in most cases, he can only use nine needles.

He gave acupuncture very quickly and gave the first patient nine golden needles.

As he swept his hand, the golden needles trembled, as if nine golden dragons were dancing on the patient's body.

"President Lu, this is terrible. Doesn't Mr. Pi have enough needles?"

Ai Qiu Ming thought of Pi Yangyang's needle and asked with some surprise.

Lu Xiuran's eyes fixed, and he said in a deep voice: "No, Master Tianyang once said that everything in the world, when it develops to the extreme, will become simple.

"It's the same with Chinese acupuncture. When you truly master the mysteries of medicine, nine needles can cure a hundred diseases. Taoism means that everything returns to one, and nine represents the greatest."

Ai Qiuming was stunned for a moment, and whispered: "Is it so profound? Then... he still has nine silver needles, why doesn't he use them?"

Lu Xiu Ran shook his head blankly and said, "This... I am not too sure. I asked the Master at that time, but he just smiled and didn't answer. Maybe he felt that with my level of understanding, I might not understand even if he told me."

Ai Qiuming's eyes flashed with admiration, and he exclaimed sincerely: "So, Mr. Pi is a medical genius!?"

Lu Xiuran nodded affirmatively, "From the way he taught you a few formulas and taught me the last injection, he can be called a master of traditional Chinese medicine!"

"Grandmaster? This..." Mao Deyong at the side could not help but speak, "President Lu, you are praising him too much, aren't you? In the past hundred years, there has not been a true grandmaster in the world of traditional Chinese medicine. Even that Yamaguchi Ioritake only dared to call himself the Great Saint of Medicine..."

"Great Sage, what a bullshit Great Sage!" Lu Xiuran curled his lips and said disdainfully, "I can guarantee that he will be defeated by Mr. Pi!"

Mao Deyong was very conflicted.

He wanted Pi Yangyang to win, but he was also afraid of him winning.

If you want Pi Yangyang to win, it's because it concerns the reputation of the entire Chinese traditional Chinese medicine community.

He was afraid that he would win because he was resentful of Pi Yangyang for teaching Ai Qiu Ming instead of him.

Besides, if Pi Yangyang really won, wouldn't he, the miracle doctor who ate duck eggs, become a joke?

Fifteen minutes later, Yamaguchi Ioritake had finished giving acupuncture to three patients and sat leisurely in front of the examination table with his eyes closed to rest.

After sweeping the gold needles three times in a row, Pi Yangyang quickly took out nine gold needles and then inserted them into the two patients with extremely fast techniques.

One of them received five shots and the other received four.

Although his technique was fast, his expression was always extremely relaxed.

After all the needles were inserted, he sat down at the table, took out his mobile phone, and casually read the news.

There was silence.

All five Chinese medicine practitioners have finished their acupuncture treatment.

The two traditional Chinese medicine practitioners from a small South Asian country looked frustrated. One of them even spread his hands and announced that he could not treat the patient and asked the staff to send the patient away.

Park Dehuan finally finished inserting the needle, and his fat face was covered with sweat.

After inserting the needle, he checked it again and again. Only after he was sure that it was correct did he wipe the sweat off his face and breathe a sigh of relief.

"Look at how pretentious he is. Others have at least a dozen stitches each, and some have dozens. But he has less than ten stitches for both of them combined... Is this a joke?"

Seeing that Pi Yangyang only got nine golden needles over and over again, Ma Shangfeng in the audience couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark.

"Yeah, acupuncture is not that simple. These patients must have complicated diseases. If they can be cured with just a few needles, that would be crazy."

Li Bohan nodded in agreement.

"Jinghan, you must remember our bet. What happens if he also gets a negative score?"

Ma Shangfeng looked at Li Jinghan who was a little nervous and asked.

Li Jinghan said unhappily, "How could Mr. Pi have a negative score?"

"I mean...what if?" Ma Shangfeng asked with a wry smile.

Li Jinghan glanced at him and said firmly, "Then I lose."

Ma Shangfeng wanted to hear her say this, and immediately said happily: "Okay, remember this, you said it yourself."

"I said so!" Li Jinghan said angrily, "But don't forget the bet between us!"

"Don't worry, I won't forget!"

Ma Shangfeng was very proud and felt that Pi Yangyang would definitely get negative points this time.

Although he was uneducated, he was born into a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. He knew from what he saw and heard that acupuncture could not be that simple.

But he didn't know the truth that the great way is simple.

Time passed bit by bit.

After thirty minutes, Pi Yangyang took out all nine golden needles.

At the same time, he patted each patient gently on the heart.

The patient was pushed away by the staff, and the inspection team began an intensive inspection.

Soon, the scores came out.

First of all, there are two small South Asian countries, both of which had negative points, so they naturally missed the top three.

However, this was also expected. Although the representatives of the two countries were a little frustrated, they could not accept it.

Then there was Park Deok-hwan from South Korea, who scored zero points.

Park Dehuan's face suddenly turned red, and he stood on the stage, feeling uneasy.

He is the president of the Korean Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine and is known as the number one traditional Chinese medicine practitioner in Korea, but he ended up with nothing. This is really embarrassing.

The Korean audience, who had been clamoring loudly, were now completely silent.

Those unfolded banners were quickly put away for fear of being photographed by reporters.

However, after taking a look at Pi Yangyang, Park Dehuan's expression showed a hint of pride again.

Because if Pi Yangyang also gets zero points, then Hua Xia will also have 3 points like them.

But if Pi Yangyang gets negative points, then South Korea will be ahead of China.

So he felt that as long as he could defeat China, this trip would not be considered a loss.

Immediately afterwards, the score of Country J was full marks.

As a result, Country J's final score was 6 points.

As soon as the score came out, the whole audience cheered and everyone in the J country audience jumped up.

Some people even opened the champagne they had brought into the venue and sprayed it wildly.

With this score, Country J has firmly taken first place.

Yamaguchi Ioritake, who had originally had a solemn expression on his face, also stood up leisurely, took a few steps forward, opened his arms, and felt everyone's cheers.

The whole audience shouted "Yamaguchi Iori Take" in unison.

Takuya Onizuka jumped up excitedly, clenched his fists, and seemed a little at a loss.

It can be said that all the J country people present have already started celebrating in advance.

On the other hand, in the Huaxia region, sighs were heard again.

Even if Pi Yangyang got full marks, China's total score was only 5 points, and it was still one point behind Country J in the end.

As a result, the Chinese traditional Chinese medicine community lost to Country J in this exchange meeting.

"What a funny thing to call this miracle doctor from the Chinese Medical Clinic! He actually ate nothing! Otherwise, how could we lose to the Japanese?"

An old doctor looked at the backs of Mao Deyong and others and said angrily.

This sentence immediately resonated with people.

"Yes, they are the three great families of traditional Chinese medicine. How dare they come to participate in the exchange meeting when they are so unskilled!"

"These traditional Chinese medicine families are too self-righteous, thinking that they are truly masters of the world. This is clearly a smear campaign against the Chinese traditional Chinese medicine community..."

"When we go back this time, I want to see how they apologize to the Chinese traditional Chinese medicine community!"

Everyone was holding their breath, initially because the exchange meeting had not yet ended and the final outcome was unknown.

So even though I had a lot of opinions about these two people, I always held back and didn't say anything.

Now that the outcome has been decided, the resentment in people's hearts can no longer be suppressed, and many people have blamed Mao Deyong and Ma Shiqi.

Mao Deyong and Ma Shiqi heard it clearly, but they could not refute it, and they could not help feeling ashamed and angry.

Lu Xiu Ran also let out a long sigh, looking dejected.

"President Lu, didn't that kid say we wouldn't lose? But now..."

Mao Deyong looked at Pi Yangyang on the stage and said with some embarrassment.

The strange thing is that China's score has not been updated for a long time.

The noisy scene in the venue gradually quieted down, and everyone looked at the display screen in surprise.

In the first few games, the scores of the five people were refreshed in no more than a minute.

But this time, it had been five minutes since Yamaguchi Ioritake's score came out, but there was still no news about Pi Yangyang's score.

The host looked at the inspection area in surprise, picked up the microphone and asked, "Excuse me, inspection area, why hasn't the score of one person been updated?"

Everyone could clearly see that in the inspection area, a dozen people in white coats gathered together and were discussing something intensely.

One of them, a bearded man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, was the leader of the inspection team.

He finally proposed a show of hands.

Soon, more than half of the men in white coats raised their hands to express their agreement with the bearded man's proposal.

The bearded man seemed to be relieved and turned to give instructions to the staff.

Immediately, the score on the big screen began to jump.

Pi Yangyang's score also appeared on the big screen.