"Doctor Wang, please be sure to answer our questions, okay? You are also a leading figure in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, and the future of Huaxia will depend on the disciples you have cultivated to carry forward. But we, the common people, would like to know what kind of immortal person your heir is, and we are asking on behalf of others. ”

"yes, that's an important question. How well you said about your heir, it seems that Doctor Wang must have all the expectations. You might as well give us a big revelation!"

"Yes, Doctor Wang, today you must tell your heirs, whether a country can be strong or not, the key is the health of the people. This is also pinned on everyone in the Chinese medicine industry. How can the Chinese medicine left by our ancestors in Great China decline?"

“……”

All kinds of remarks almost pushed Wang Chongyang to the high/tide part of the storm.

Wang Chongyang is now indistinguishable. Lin Zifeng didn't appear for a long time, and he didn't have the courage to express his position to everyone at all.

If he touts Lin Zifeng today, once all everyone's expectations are shattered, then their signboard of the Divine Needle King will not be far from being shattered.

"This ...... It is not in my right place to answer you at this time. Wang Chongyang already felt that his face was burning hot. Hundreds of curious glances fell on him, but he inexplicably had an illusion, as if he was staring at him with hundreds of mocking eyes.

"Why!"

"Could it be that Doctor Wang, your heir, is just an illusion, and there is no such person at all?"

"Yes, could it be that Doctor Wang, you deceived everyone? Such a big thing came from your mouth, and you are a big family, are you just blowing such a big lie to deceive everyone out of your face?"

"You are the master of Chinese medicine, the authority of Chinese medicine. How can you just talk so casually?"

“……”

Suddenly, the sharp-tongued reporters around him almost criticized Wang Chongyang speechless.

Even their rhetoric is full of malice, and if it continues like this, it will inevitably happen to the point of personal attacks.

The surrounding Chinese and Western celebrities also came to pass on the so-called 'skin touching method', but they got this result, and they began to point fingers at Wang Chongyang one by one.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Wang Xiaomin stepped forward to take his father's hand, stepped forward, and shouted: "Everyone, be quiet!

……

"Ladies and gentlemen, I know that everyone is looking forward to the appearance of the heir of our Divine Needle Gate. But today, I have to tell you the unfortunate news that the heir was in a car accident this morning, and half of the director's face was injured, probably because of his appearance, so he didn't want to appear at this time and give everyone a bad impression, but I can guarantee it. If you are interested, you can go to Zhonghai City in two months to come to my Shenzhenmen and find out!"

"Cut... What about the ghost, such a bloody thing can happen, why don't you say that he ate in the morning and had diarrhea, and died on the toilet. ”

"yes, why don't you make up a reason that he died of exhaustion on the belly of the green tea last night. ”

"Hahaha......"

There was already a commotion below, and Wang Xiaomin's words were not convincing, but some people began to shout, causing the audience to burst into laughter.

Although the reason is rough, the words are not rough.

"Quiet! quiet!"

Gu Yimeng knew that it was time for him to appear and compete for Wang Xiaomin's favor.

"I know it's hard for people to be convinced of this reason, but I don't think there's any need for the people to deceive you. The Divine Needle Gate is also one of the four major Chinese medicine families in China, since they have already spoken, why can't everyone give him more trust?"

Gu Yimeng's eyes were like arrows, he glanced at the faces of everyone present, and said in a heartfelt manner: "The reason why our traditional Chinese medicine cannot be carried forward is undoubtedly the trust of all people. When a patient begins to question the doctor's medical skills and treatment standards, and fails to meet the doctor-patient consensus, it will not only bring heavy pressure to the doctor, but also bring untold pain to the patient. ”

With that, everyone began to quiet down.

Wang Chongyang's eyes flickered, and he watched Gu Yimeng's performance in surprise.

"We pay attention to the origin of Chinese medicine, and what is even more important is that we hope that patients will give us trust and support, and we don't even have the least trust, so how dare you heal us with your own body? If we can trust each other, won't the so-called patient problem be solved?

It is because everyone has a wait-and-see attitude towards traditional Chinese medicine, unless the disease that cannot be cured by Western medicine, and then comes to Chinese medicine with the attitude of a dead horse as a live horse doctor, do you think this is trust? Today, such a big thing happened to the people of Shenacumen, maybe they really had a car accident, not only did they not get everyone's understanding, but they were labeled as questioning and infamous by everyone. With more trust and mutual understanding, I believe that our Chinese medicine will definitely carry forward in the future!

"Boom la la ......"

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Suddenly, all the people below were ignited by Gu Yimeng's words, and the audience was boiling.

Gu Yimeng nodded silently, very satisfied with this effect. turned his face sideways and glanced at Wang Xiaomin deeply.

At that moment, Wang Xiaomin was really grateful to him.

"Okay! Since the heirs of the Divine Needle Gate are because of the car accident, then the competition in the Medicine King Hall continues, and now we invite the Holy Hand Calamity Spring and Autumn Divine Doctor to personally lead the disciples of the descendants of the sect to challenge the descendants of the Broken Vein King Zhang Sanmad!"

Without any superfluous prelude and fancy, Gu Tianjiao, the medicine king, immediately put aside the topic and went straight to the point.

"Hmph, Chinese medicine? Just by checking the pulse and touching it with your hands, do you think you can really cure the patient? Now even giving birth to a child is a caesarean section, without our Western medicine, can we beat the child and give birth just by taking medicine and taking the pulse? It's just a group of weirdos who have nothing to do when they are full, and they show off their brains collectively!"

In the audience, a group of Western medicine celebrities were also idle, running to watch the once-in-a-decade Yaowangtang competition.

They are all leading figures in the British medical community, and several medical authorities are among them.

The entire four major Chinese medicine families gathered, how could such a lively scene be missing those Western doctors?