Master comes down the mountain, I don’t know martial arts, but I am an immortal

Qian Xintong reminded everyone.

"That's right. Didn't you just say commit suicide? Why not?"

"Tch, do you take what the devil says seriously? It's the same as farting!"

"Hurry up and commit seppuku!"

"Do you want me to help you? I'm a pig butcher!"

The place was noisy and full of laughter.

Yukio Takada's face was very ugly, but he said the words himself and could only be laughed at.

He glanced at Qian Xintong, with a hint of fierceness in his eyes.

Qian Xintong looked proud and said, "Hey, you don't have to commit seppuku. Just put the plaque on your back, go outside to the road, and run around Tongqing Hall three times."

People burst into laughter.

Yukio Takada clenched his fists tightly, obviously showing the utmost restraint.

Li Muchen looked at Yukio Takada's aggrieved look and felt like laughing.

Sure enough, the rumors were true. Everyone in the Qian family was easy to mess with, but this eldest lady was not.

"Master Hu!" Yukio Takada decided to ignore Qian Xintong and grasped the main contradiction. "It is indeed beyond my expectation that you can come out. But since I am here today, I must give this plaque to you. . Are you interested in making a bet with me to see who has better medical skills?"

Qian Kun sneered and said: "Takada, if you want to fight, I will accompany you, but when it comes to medical skills, you really don't know enough."

Yukio Takada raised his head and glanced at the plaque on the beam, and said: "The ones hanging here are the 'Xinglin Holy Hands', not martial arts masters. Therefore, it is reasonable and legal to compare medical skills. Don't you dare? You are afraid of losing and losing. The face of the Chinese ancestors, right?"

At this time, someone in the crowd also said: "Bi Bi, Mr. Hu is a medical sage, will he be afraid of you, a Japanese devil?"

"That's it, compete with him and make him convinced that he lost!"

Li Muchen frowned unconsciously.

If these people are not hired by Japanese people with money, then they are really stupid.

Let Hu Shiyue compete with the other party's medical skills, no matter what the result is, it will do no good to Hu Shiyue at all.

Hu Shiyue is a master of Chinese medicine, and is even known as a contemporary medical sage among the people, but the other party is just an ordinary Japanese. It doesn't matter if he loses, but he can make a lot of money if he wins.

If we really want to compare, we have to compare with the leader in Japanese medical skills. Only in this way can we show the power of Chinese medical skills and convince the Japanese people once and for all.

Li Muchen looked into the crowd.

He couldn't tell whether these people were stupid or liars, but he noticed a special woman mixed in the crowd.

This woman looks to be in her late fifties, dressed in ordinary appearance, just like the middle-aged women who come to Tongqingtang for medical treatment.

Li Muchen's consciousness swept over and found that this woman had the aura of a master!

And judging from the way she hides her aura, she is of the ninja lineage.

This is a strong Ninja!

Haha, it seems that Tian Nin Sect has spent a lot of money today, and even Tu Nin has come out.

Qian Kun said that only the leader of the Tian Nin Sect is a Tu Nin, and there is another possible Tu Nin who is the person in charge of the Huaxia headquarters. Could it be this woman?

Her aura was so well hidden that it would have been difficult to identify it among the crowd if Li Muchen hadn't had the immortal skills.

I just don’t know whether her target here is the Hu family or the Qian family?

After being challenged by the two men just now, the onlookers started making noises and shouted for Master Hu to compete with Yukio Takada to frustrate the Japanese people's spirit.

In this situation, it is impossible for Hu Shiyue to refuse to fight.

Yukio Takada looked at Hu Shiyue proudly and said, "Old man, do you dare to compete? If not, hang up this plaque of 'Sick Man Hall' as soon as possible."

Hu Shiyue felt a little helpless and said: "I am old and have no intention of fighting for victory, but you keep saying that you challenge China on behalf of Japan. If I don't fight, you will look down on me and think that I have no one in China." Well, how do you want to bet?"

Yukio Takada showed excitement on his face and said: "Let's treat a patient at the same time to see who gets the quickest and best results. If I lose, I will commit seppuku!"

The crowd erupted in boos.

"Tch, committing seppuku again!"

"This bad old man is very bad, I believe you!"

……

Yukio Takada said anxiously: "What I said this time is true! I can swear!"

Qian Kun said disdainfully: "If you like to commit seppuku, go ahead and do it yourself. Mr. Hu is so full that he is betting on seppuku with you?!"

Yukio Takada said: "Of course Dr. Hu did not need to commit seppuku."

Hu Shiyue said: "Then what do you want me to do?"

"I heard that the Hu family has an ancestral thirteen-needle secret book and a set of special golden needles." Yukio Takada stared at Hu Shiyue with bright eyes, "If you lose, give these two things to me. "

"You are dreaming!" Hu Shiyue said angrily, "That is an ancestral inheritance of my Hu family, a Chinese treasure. How can I give it to you foreigners?"

Li Muchen finally understood why the Tian Nin Sect put so much effort into making trouble in the Tong Qing Hall, and even Tu Nin came over.

It turned out to be for the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate and the set of Five Elements Needles.

Yukio Takada sneered: "Why, you don't dare anymore? It seems I'm still not confident in your medical skills! If you don't dare, it's very simple, just take off the Xinglin Holy Hands sign and replace it with this 'Sick Man Hall' sign Brand, there will never be Tongqingtang again!"

"Old Doctor Hu, compare with him! Why are you afraid of him?"

"That is, win him and let him commit suicide by committing seppuku!"

More and more people were watching, and people were getting more and more excited.

"We can't disgrace China!"

"Drive the Japanese out!"

As the incident escalated to a battle of national humiliation, Hu Shiyue had no choice but to agree.

"What kind of comparison method?" Hu Shiyue asked, "Traditional Chinese medicine treats patients, one person, one diagnosis, thousands of people, thousands of people, no two people in the world are the same, and no two diseases are exactly the same. How can we compare?"

"It's easy!"

Yukio Takada suddenly pulled the bald man with dysentery over and pulled off his shirt with a hiss.

There was an exclamation from the crowd.

I saw this dysentery. Not only was the head bald and the face ugly, the body was also covered with abscesses, in patches, some were bright red, some were dark purple, and some were completely rotten.

As the clothes were taken off, an unpleasant stench filled the air.

People covered their noses and stared sideways, unable to bear to look down.

"The sores on his body are evenly distributed on the skin. The two of us will treat him at the same time. It is limited to the arms. You can choose your left or right hand. Whoever removes the sores on one of his arms first will win." Yukio Takada said. .

No one has ever seen such a magical competition in medical skills. The onlookers couldn't help but become curious. Regardless of whether their eyes and noses could bear it, they began to carefully observe the two arms of the leprous, trying to see which arm had more sores. Some.

Hu Shiyue frowned.

The abscesses all over my body are indeed a disease, not fake.

"How does this compare?" Hu Shiyue frowned and said, "A person is a whole, with symptoms on the outside and symptoms on the inside. If you cure his disease, the sores all over his body will naturally be cured. How can there be two differences? Are the arms treated separately?"

Yukio Takada laughed and said: "You are right. But there are also treatments for superficial diseases. For a disease like this, it takes a long time to remove the root of the disease from the inside out. Today we are competing in a short time. To determine the winner, you can only treat the symptoms first. If you can't even do this, how can you be called the Saint of Xinglin?"

Li Muchen looked at the abscesses all over his body.

It is indeed a disease, not fake.

But Yukio Takada is so confident that he must have been prepared.

It is estimated that they have already developed a special medicine.

Hu Shiyue had never been in contact with this patient.

Everyone can see that this competition is unfair!

Qian Xintong's eyes widened, and she was about to complain, when she suddenly heard Li Muchen whispering a few words in her ear.

Qian Xintong was stunned for a moment, then looked at Li Muchen with surprise in her eyes.

Seeing that Li Muchen didn't seem to be joking, she smiled playfully like a child and blinked to show that she understood.

Then stand up and say:

"Hey, for such a simple disease, there is no need for Mr. Hu to take action. Let me compare with you!"