world famous doctor

260 One Pick Three
Zhou Chen took a few deep breaths, calmed down a little, and after calming down, he said:

"Then Zhu Dayong, if you have nothing to do this afternoon, you can accompany me to the Acupuncture Association..."

Hearing this, Zhu Dayong's mood suddenly became excited.

Liu Hanwen breathed a sigh of relief, walked up and asked:

"Xiao Zhou, I'll go with you too."

After lunch, the three of them went to the Acupuncture Association together.

From afar, I saw many reporters surrounded by the Acupuncture and Moxibustion Association, each of them carrying a long gun and a short cannon.

In the crowd, someone suddenly recognized Zhou Chen and shouted in this direction.

"Look, that person is Zhou Chen!"

As the voice fell, all the eyes around were shot towards Zhou Chen.

Standing behind Zhou Chen, Liu Hanwen and Zhu Dayong suddenly felt an inexplicable pressure sweeping their hearts.

Those reporters immediately rushed over to Zhou Chen's side.

They raised the microphones and cameras in their hands and asked all kinds of sharp questions.

"Doctor Zhou, as a guest of the youngest acupuncture and moxibustion conference in Jiangzhou City yesterday, how do you feel about it?"

Before Zhou Chen could speak, another microphone approached.

"Doctor Zhou, I heard that you are doing odd jobs in a traditional Chinese medicine clinic? At the same time, you are also in the emergency department of a municipal hospital. Is this true?"

"Doctor Zhou, may I ask why you didn't dare to accept the invitation of the acupuncture master Su Qin at the acupuncture conference yesterday? Is it because of a guilty conscience? Or is it because of lack of strength?"

Zhou Chen really felt a little dizzy when he was asked for a while.

He is also unwilling to explain and talk to them too much.

Facts will prove everything and will explain everything.

There are also problems with the attitude of these reporters asking questions, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

Before he entered, Zhu Dayong turned around and replied to the reporters:
"Let me first make a statement. Now my old cousin Zhou Chen is a doctor in the Chinese medicine clinic, not a handyman. Also, yesterday he did not agree to the acupuncture competition with the acupuncture masters, not because he was afraid or afraid, let alone because of his strength. Lost, but because he respects the elders and saves some face for the opponent..."

It's okay not to explain, but with this explanation, those reporters have more questions.

For a while, the atmosphere became lively.

"Excuse me, sir, what is your relationship with Dr. Zhou?"

"Can you answer our next specific question on his behalf?"

"What contributions has Dr. Zhou made to the acupuncture or traditional Chinese medicine community in the past? Or what achievements has he achieved now? Can you explain it to us in detail?"

Zhu Dayong felt that these reporters were very difficult.

Some of the questions they asked were obviously a hole they dug, with malicious intentions.

In particular, the questioning tone of a few reporters was even more unacceptable.

After Zhu Dayong smiled at the other party, he turned around and walked into the large conference room of the Acupuncture Association.

This huge conference room was filled with many reporters.

There was a constant sound of cameras taking pictures.

"Crack clap."

The flash was blinding.

Zhu Dayong and the others raised their hands to cover their eyes from time to time.

Come to the conference room.

On the stage, President Ding Xuekun, master of acupuncture and moxibustion Su Qin, and master of traditional Chinese medicine Wei Jiang, the three of them were looking at Zhou Chen with burning eyes, with a slight smile on their lips.

Su Qindan said: "Zhou Chen, I'm very glad that you can come, did you agree to compete with me in acupuncture?"

At this moment, everyone's attention was shifted to Zhou Chen, waiting for his answer.

Zhou Chen sneered, feeling a little suffocated.

"Master Su, when I call you master, I respect you, but what about you? But you keep pushing me!"

Su Qin gritted his teeth, and cursed secretly in his heart, but on the surface he still put on a master's smiling expression.

"Aggressive? No, no, Zhou Chen, don't get me wrong. I just want to compete with you on acupuncture. I heard President Ding say before that you can cure rheumatism for more than 30 years on the spot with just a few filiform needles. Stubborn illness, so out of curiosity..."

Zhu Dayong on the side curled his lips, rolled his eyes at Su Qin, and said something coldly.

"Come on, if you want to show off your skills in front of everyone, just say it, rely on the old to sell the old..."

Of course, he spoke so quietly that no one could hear him but himself.

Zhou Chen glanced at Su Qin with disdain.

"Since you are so keen on competing with me, I can't spoil everyone's interest. How do you want to compare?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present became excited.

For a while, there were many discussions in the venue.

"This kid, you're really overconfident, right? How dare you compete with the acupuncture masters? Doesn't that mean you're slapping yourself in the face?!"

"Hey, you can't say that. A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. Let him have a taste, and he won't dare to be so arrogant in the future..."

"At such a young age, it's really arrogant to dare to challenge an acupuncture master."

In this huge meeting room, besides the reporters who came to interview, Zhou Chen, Su Qin, Ding Xuekun, Wei Jiang and others, there were also some citizens and friends who came to wait and see, and some Chinese medicine enthusiasts.

Of course, most of them are the so-called acupuncture predecessors and masters of the Acupuncture Association.

They were suffocated at the acupuncture conference yesterday, and today they want to see with their own eyes how Su Qin suppressed Zhou Chen and made him look bad in front of everyone.

At that time, if Zhou Chen loses the competition, these acupuncture masters will come forward and teach him a lesson!
Only those who have really fought against Zhou Chen, who have tried it, will know how profound, how terrifying, and how unparalleled Zhou Chen's medical knowledge is.

"Then since it's going to be a competition, how about we choose one to be the referee?"

Acupuncture master Su Qin suggested.

As the president of the Acupuncture Association, Ding Xuekun volunteered and raised his hand:

"How about you let me be the referee for this competition?"

Zhou Chen shook his head and said, "No, today's competition is going to be a big one, so I'll compete with the three of you one by one, in front of so many journalists, so that everyone can see it clearly, so as to save time and effort." Say that I, Zhou Chenlang, have a false name..."

what?
This young man Zhou Chen actually wants to [-]v[-]?

Moreover, what he is challenging is the president of the Jiangzhou Acupuncture Association, the Jiangzhou Acupuncture Master, and the Chinese Medicine Master of the National Medical Hall?

Are these three well-known and prestigious figures in the field of Chinese medicine? !

"This kid is too rude!"

"You really don't have any self-awareness."

"He is looking for his own death!"

In the field, some acupuncture seniors started discussing once again.

(End of this chapter)