world famous doctor

Chapter 255

Even so, Zhou Chen still behaved extremely peacefully.

His next rhetorical question offended all the acupuncture masters present.

"But I, Zhou Chen, would like to ask everyone, what achievements do the seniors here have in the acupuncture world? This acupuncture conference is designed for everyone to come here to exchange and learn from each other and promote the development of acupuncture technology. It is not a place for you to show off to each other. "

All of a sudden, the crowd was excited, and everyone wanted to attack them together.

They all wanted to give Zhou Chen a few slaps to shut him up.

President Ding Xuekun on the side had a deep smile on his face.

He thought viciously in his heart, the bigger the mess today, the better.

Only in this way can Zhou Chen be regarded as the enemy of all masters.

In the audience, many acupuncture masters and seniors were angered by Zhou Chen.

They got angry with cursing, and they didn't even care about their identities.

What's more, he pointed at Zhou Chen's nose angrily:
"How can there be a scum like you in the acupuncture and moxibustion world?"

"It's not just a scum, it's a scum!"

"..."

Zhou Chen originally wanted to respect these senior masters in the field of acupuncture and moxibustion present here.

In terms of seniority, they are all older than themselves, so they are extremely polite and polite when speaking in front of them.

However, the more Zhou Chen did this, the less respect he got from them, instead it made everyone look down on him from the bottom of their hearts.

Simply put, Zhou Chen stopped standing in front of them.

Of course, he doesn't like those fake, big, and empty things. He usually compliments each other and flatters each other when he has nothing to do.

He once again sat down on the young guest seat on the stage.

And the sitting posture is more correct than before.

Ding Xuekun turned his head to look at Zhou Chen, and said with a smile:
"Doctor Xiao Zhou, don't be as knowledgeable as them, maybe they don't know you very well, and they don't see your ability..."

"Shut up, if you didn't try to stir up everyone's emotions today, would they blindly target me? Don't think I don't know your purpose for inviting me to the acupuncture conference this time, isn't it just to let me be in the acupuncture conference?" Make a fool of yourself in front of everyone and make me your enemy!"

Zhou Chen's words pierced Ding Xuekun's mind.

Ding Xuekun's face turned red, and he fell silent for a while.

Sitting in the middle of the stage, Wei Jiang, a master of traditional Chinese medicine, remained silent.

He hated Zhou Chen so much that he gritted his teeth.

At this moment, seeing Zhou Chen still acting unscrupulously, the anger in his heart surged even more.

"The one surnamed Zhou doesn't urinate and takes care of himself. Are you qualified to participate in this acupuncture conference?"

Zhou Chen also looked directly at Wei Jiang and replied indifferently: "As a master of traditional Chinese medicine, I know that you enjoy others' flattery to you. If you bow and bow like a pug in front of you, you will be happy. When others hold you, Get used to you, I, Zhou Chen, won't be like this, you are the worst vain person in this scene, and also the most hypocritical and vain person!"

"You... shut up, you kid!"

Wei Jiang's face suddenly turned livid.

Zhou Chen raised his teacup leisurely, and after taking a sip, he stood up again and waved his hands at all the aggrieved acupuncture masters and seniors present.

"I know everyone wants to throw me out, but before I go. I have a few words to say..."

"Who the hell wants to listen to your long-winded words, get out of here..."

"Yes, the farther you roll, the better, don't poke your eyes here!"

"..."

A disgusted voice roared loudly.

The last trace of their patience was also worn away by Zhou Chen.

All of them didn't care about their status as acupuncture masters anymore, and a lot of unpleasant swear words came out of their mouths.

Obviously, Zhou Chen has now become the target of public criticism in the venue.

Zhu Dayong in the corner could only watch Zhou Chen being verbally attacked by everyone.

In the end, he could only let out a long sigh helplessly, with a sense of sympathy in his heart.

Gu Qing glanced at Zhu Dayong with some disgust, and said angrily:

"What did some people say before they came?... If you don't say that you are sharp-tongued, if anyone dares to show off your sharp-tongued words in front of Zhou Chen, will you scold him back? Go ahead, why are you acting like a piece of wood now? ?”

Gu Qing's sarcasm did not impress Zhu Dayong.

Although Zhu Dayong was angry in his heart, his facial muscles also twitched because of his emotional excitement.

But this scene was out of control at all, one by one mobilized to attack, how could he have such courage to verbally fight against the Confucians?

At this moment, his head seemed to be short-circuited.

For a moment I couldn't think of any words to refute.

After a while, he justified hesitantly:
"I...I don't...I don't want to cause trouble for my old cousin? I believe he can handle it. "

After finishing speaking, Zhu Dayong lowered his head, feeling helpless and humiliated in his heart.

Gu Qing was also quite speechless.

She just gave Zhu Dayong a hard look, not knowing what to say about him.

Zhou Chen stood in front of the stage with his hands behind his hands while smiling, his pair of bright pupils and the extreme self-confidence exuding from his whole body were beyond compare.

He glanced at the hustle and bustle of the audience again, and said loudly:

"Everyone can carefully savor what I just said. We shouldn't be addicted to mutual praise, and we can't extricate ourselves from flattery. Our colleagues in the field of acupuncture and moxibustion should join hands together to carry forward Chinese acupuncture and moxibustion..."

"Who wouldn't say high-sounding words? But it's not your turn to say such words, and you have no right to say them. Get the hell out of here immediately."

Under the stage, an old man named Su Qin stood up, his eyes were as big as a copper bell, and he stared at Zhou Chen with a tense expression and shouted.

Su Qin can be regarded as a true master-level figure in the acupuncture circle of Jiangzhou that everyone knows.

It is no exaggeration to use the word "virtuous and prestige" to describe it.

The whole person looks like a fairy, with white hair and a childlike face.

Even Ding Xuekun, the president of the Acupuncture Association, did not dare to speak loudly in front of Su Qin.

Today, he couldn't accept that he, as a well-known master in acupuncture and moxibustion, was actually sitting in the audience.

And Zhou Chen, a young boy, actually sat on the stage as a young guest, giving himself a lecture?
It just doesn't make sense.

Su Qin was so angry that he couldn't get rid of it, and he reprimanded Zhou Chen as if he was reprimanding his own descendants.

"When it comes to age, your kid is probably about the same size as my grandson."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present burst into laughter.

With Su Qin as the representative to confront Zhou Chen, the voices of the acupuncture masters present were much quieter.

They were full of expectations, looking forward to how Su Qin would suppress Zhou Chen and make him look good.

(End of this chapter)