world famous doctor

Chapter 268 Zhou Chen Wins
Although they didn't say much, their mood suddenly became extremely complicated and heavy.

Of course, it is more of an inexplicable pressure.

Time passed bit by bit, and the patient concerned came back to his senses at this moment, and his eyes were filled with tears of gratitude.

Even though he was a big man, he couldn't bear it anymore and sobbed loudly in front of so many people.

Yes, these are tears of joy.

Then, with a puff, he knelt down to Zhou Chen, saying various words of gratitude in his mouth.

"Miraculous doctor, really miraculous doctor, it was you who brought me back to life."

That's right, although Zhou Chen didn't save his life, such a large area of ​​burns had already ruined the patient's self-esteem, self-confidence and life.

At this moment, he was completely healed and allowed him to regain his confidence and self-esteem as a person. It was indeed equivalent to regaining a new life.

The host, Wei Hai, walked up to the stage with a microphone in his hand, looked at his watch, and announced loudly:
"Okay, the time is just right. In half an hour, the medicines used by both parties can bring good curative effect to the scar patient. However, Zhou Chen was able to completely treat the patient with a larger burn area in a short period of time. So, Zhou Chen won this round!"

There were still some voices questioning and mocking Zhou Chen at the scene just now, but they all shut up at this moment.

On the contrary, what he got in exchange was full of praise from everyone, who praised his miraculous medical skills.

Even some people who were extremely indifferent and despised Zhou Chen before, their attitude towards Zhou Chen has changed a lot now.

Whether facing ridicule and questioning, or praise and envy, Zhou Chen can deal with it calmly.

He smiled faintly, looked at Ding Xuekun and asked:

"I won this game, do you have any objections? Or, do everyone present have any objections to raise."

To say that the first game was a narrow victory, no, it should be said that it was a tie.

In the second game, Zhou Chen won the opponent steadily.

Ding Xuekun lowered his head slowly at this moment, he let out a long sigh of relief, and did not raise any objections or doubts.

That's right, if you lose, you lose, and you lose so thoroughly, he is convinced.

When the host announced that Zhou Chen had won the second round of the medical competition, Wei Jiang, a master of traditional Chinese medicine who was against Zhou Chen, and Su Qin, a master of acupuncture and moxibustion who had a tie with Zhou Chen in the first round, all looked down at the same time.

They know that this means that the next situation will be more severe.

The current medical battle competition adopts a best-of-three rounds system.

In the first game, Zhou Chen and the acupuncture master were tied.

Zhou Chen won the second game.

Then, if Zhou Chen wins again in the third round, this medical competition will not be simply a medical competition.

If Zhou Chen wins, he will become famous in Jiangzhou City.

And the other party's three seniors at the master level of traditional Chinese medicine may also be criticized for this.

After these two rounds of competition, Su Qin, who is a master of acupuncture and moxibustion, has also seen Zhou Chen's true strength.

He turned his head and said softly to Wei Jiang, a master of traditional Chinese medicine beside him:

"Master Wei, the next game is up to you. You decide our outcome today."

Wei Jiang's eyes stared at Zhou Chen viciously, without turning his head, he said angrily:

"Don't worry, my reputation as a master of traditional Chinese medicine is not in vain! That kid won the two rounds before, it was just his luck!"

lucky?
Hearing these three words, Su Qin couldn't help but make Su Qin smile bitterly.

Is there really such a lucky person in the world?
Can a person be lucky enough to cure a severe gout patient on the spot?
Is a person lucky enough to be able to develop their own scar removal medicine that has an even more immediate effect than a scar elixir?
Without absolute strength, it is impossible to do these things.

Su Qin said nothing more.

He looked at Wei Jiang with a worried face, and then turned his head to stare at the young man Zhou Chen in front of him, another layer of fog was added to his mind.

Zhou Chen...

What kind of young man was he? ?
Medical genius?

The reincarnation of the miracle doctor?

At this moment, the sound of camera flashes crackling in the conference room continued.

They all aimed at Zhou Chen.

Many people's views on him have changed a lot.

Of course, there are still some people who take a wait-and-see attitude.

After all, the next final medical competition is the decisive one.

After all, in the third round of the competition, the object of Zhou Chen's competition is the well-known master of Chinese medicine in the National Medical Hall.

The most embarrassing thing on the scene was Ding Xuekun, the president of the Acupuncture Association who had just lost the competition.

He heard the comments of many reporters and some spectators at the scene, and the end almost fell to his stomach.

"The president of this association lost too thoroughly, right?"

"That's right, Zhou Chen is directly crushing!"

"I don't know if he will let Zhou Chen be the president in the future?"

"Don't think it's that simple. The position of president of the association needs to go through a lot of procedures, and you can't just sit when you have the ability."

"..."

"There are really too many people who are not worthy of morality now, we are not surprised..."

Facing the shooting and videotaping of various reporters, Zhou Chen behaved extremely calmly, politely, elegantly, and spoke appropriately.

"Okay, okay, time is running out, then let's go to the third round of the medical competition!"

After finishing speaking, Zhou Chen turned his head and cast his eyes on Wei Jiang, a master of traditional Chinese medicine standing on the stage with a solemn face.

"Master Wei, I invite you to fight next."

Wei Jiang stood up and sneered.

Even though he had fought against Zhou Chen at the Baojitang Traditional Chinese Medicine Center before, Wei Jiang lost to Zhou Chen on the spot in the acupuncture competition between them.

However, he always thought that he was a majestic master of traditional Chinese medicine, how could his strength be inferior to that of a handyman in a small medical clinic?
From the beginning to the end, he firmly believed that Zhou Chen was playing tricks.

Those patients cured by him are all entrusted by him.

It's just that Zhou Chen's method was so ingenious and superb that he and everyone else were deceived.

Seeing Wei Jiang's dismissive look, Zhou Chen also smiled and continued:
"Master Wei, since you are the master of traditional Chinese medicine in the National Medical Hall, I, as a junior, should naturally respect you. How do you compare?"

Wei Jiang stared at Zhou Chen.

Naturally, it was impossible for him to compete with Zhou Chen in acupuncture and moxibustion.

After all, I lost to him, and I still have lingering fears.

However, I still have to talk about the scene, otherwise I will show that I have a small belly and weak strength.

"Then what do you want to compare? The old man is up to you!..."

"Follow you," Wei Jiang emphasized his tone.

He looked, whether it was the tone of his speech or his posture, he carried a high and majestic majesty.

Zhou Chen also looked at Wei Jiang, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"No no, as a senior in the Chinese medicine field, you are also a master-level figure, of course I have to ask for your opinion!"

(End of this chapter)