Han Jinming is crazy.

Not only will we challenge the 100 Chinese medicine challenges before this traditional Chinese medicine conference, but we will even challenge the national audience.

He used his own strength to challenge the entire Daxia country's traditional Chinese medicine practitioners.

“It’s too crazy.”

"Who will punish this immortal?"

"Wait for the boss to appear, watch this old man get slapped in the face on the live broadcast."

...

There was a lot of curses on the Internet.

"I'll meet you."

Under the stage, an old man came up.

He is the head physician at a medical clinic on Medical Street.

He is over seventy years old and has been studying traditional Chinese medicine since he was a teenager. He has been engaged in the art for more than fifty years. In his traditional concept, traditional Chinese medicine has been passed down for thousands of years, and is profound and cannot be defiled by outsiders.

He went on stage.

His best skills are acupoint massage. He relies on massage techniques and is famous for his medical streets.

The first competition begins.

Under the gaze of audiences across the country, this old Chinese doctor had a competition with Han Jinming.

However, the result was that the old Chinese doctor failed completely.

If one plays, there will be a second one.

In the following time, people kept coming to the stage to challenge, but all failed.

Han Jinming is excellent in any aspect.

Looking, listening, asking, cutting, acupuncture, acupoints, and research on drugs all over the doctors in the medical street, and all over the 100 people who won the medical skills competition this time.

It's already two o'clock noon now.

Everyone hasn't eaten yet.

They were waiting for the appearance of defeating Han Jinming.

But Han Jinming was hungry.

After defeating an opponent again, he whispered: "I'm hungry, go to have a meal first, come after dinner. I'll keep my word. Before midnight today, anyone can come and challenge me."

After saying that, he left under the gaze of countless eyes.

The audience in the venue also slowly ended.

Jiang Chen and Tang Chuchu also left together.

Downtown, a hotel, private room.

Tang Chuchu and Jiang Chen sat opposite each other.

When Tang Chuchu saw that Jiang Chen had been looking at her, she felt a little embarrassed, gently stroked her hair and looked shy.

Jiang Chen was puzzled.

Why didn't Tang Chuchu have this expression when she was with him? Now she is with another him, but she shows a shy expression.

"neat."

"ah?"

Tang Chuchu reacted and looked up at Jiang Chen.

She saw the handsome face, and she was attracted by it.

"If I could marry him, I would be able to see this face every morning."

She thought to herself.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but blush.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you blushing?"

"No, no, no, there is no." Tang Chuchu hurriedly lowered her head and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Jiang Chen said lightly: "Actually, your husband Jiang Chen is a good person, he was wronged."

Upon hearing this, Tang Chuchu's face darkened and she said, "Young Master Jiang, don't talk for him. He has done such a beastly thing. I am extremely disappointed with him."

Tang Chuchu also knows some love skills. In front of her lover, she must not belittle her boyfriend or ex-husband in advance.

"If he had one percent of the best for Mr. Jiang, I wouldn't have been so worried. Forget it, let alone him, Mr. Jiang, what happened at Tianshan Pass? Why did your death come and you are fine?"

Jiang Chen doesn't want to mention these things again.

He looked at Tang Chuchu and wanted to speak for him, but Tang Chuchu seemed to have decided that he was a bastard who was worse than a beast.

Why.

He sighed deeply.

"Young Master Jiang, what's wrong? I'm sighing?"

"No, it's okay, eat."

Jiang Chen didn't say anything, picked up the chopsticks and ate it.

He sucked his head and swallowed it voraciously.

His image at this moment is not consistent with his dress.

Seeing his popularity, Tang Chuchu couldn't help but think of her husband Jiang Chen. The popularity of the two was exactly the same.

Do the soldiers in the Southern Wilderness eat this way?

Tang Chuchu was confused.

But she didn't ask much, picked up the chopsticks and ate silently.

After dinner, the two of them returned to the Medical Street Hall again.

It only took more than an hour for the two of them to go out to have dinner until they came back.

But when they came back, all the people in the venue had returned. They were not in the mood to eat, so they came back after eating a little instant noodles.

Some big zombies, who didn't even eat food, sat together for more than an hour of discussion.

However, after an hour of discussion, no solution was discussed. They had no choice but to face Han Jinming, who had superb medical skills.

In the afternoon, the challenge continues,

The top 100 traditional Chinese medicine practitioners challenged each one, but they were all completely defeated and crushed.

Gradually, no other doctors were embarrassed to come on stage.

"What, is there no one?"

"No one came to the stage to challenge. Can we announce that traditional Chinese medicine is a branch of Korean medicine? Can we change the traditional Chinese medicine association to the Korean medicine association?"

Han Jinming's voice resounded.

The two hosts said less.

They are very depressed.

I feel angry, but I can't find the punching bag.

"Is there anyone else?" Kai Xiaotong looked at some respectable old doctors in the front seat and couldn't help asking: "Seniors, have you just admitted defeat? Doctor Fang, do you have another chance to go on stage to challenge?"

"Yes." Mao Kang also spoke.

All cameras turned around and stayed on Fang Yongji.

Fang Yongji's face was helpless.

He had already competed with Han Jinming once in the morning, and then he watched many competitions, and he also had an understanding of Han Jinming's medical skills.

He is not as good as Han Jinming in his attainments in traditional Chinese medicine.

Even if it compares a hundred times, the results are the same.

"Doctor Fang, are you talking?"

"Mr. Fang, it's up to you now."

"You must have performed poorly in the morning."

“Compare again.”

"Doctor Fang, you are a miracle doctor. You have been defending the title of miracle doctor for twenty years."

Many people spoke one after another.

Fang Yongji is the last hope.
To be continued...