Restrain the anchor, the police uncle can't catch him

His expression suddenly brightened.

Sure enough, as he expected.

So he directly stated the result.

"You are a genetic disease, there is no way to cure it..."

"It can relieve your pain and prescribe you some analgesic medicine..."

A group of other Western doctors also gathered around, expressing their helplessness.

Genetic disease is a genetic defect, very rare disease.

Current modern medicine has no way to solve this class of diseases.

Abnormalities in babies can only be avoided through genetics and early detection.

When the patient heard the result, he immediately showed a disappointed expression.

President Sun looked at Chu Qian and the three of them.

"Do you three have any ideas?"

Chu Qian and the three nodded at the same time.

Bai Ye stood up and walked slowly to the patient.

This seemed to be provoking Yorkson and the others. They all decided that there was no solution to this matter.

But Bai Ye still wants to try, isn't this slapping them in the face?
Jackson said disdainfully.

"Little devil, what do you want to do?"

"Didn't you hear we're done?"

"You don't believe us?"

"Last time, I could only say that you were lucky. This time, you didn't think that damn witchcraft would work, did you?"

Bai Ye was too lazy to argue with him, so he said coldly.

"Get out of the way!"

Yorkson was instantly annoyed, and raised his hand to pull Bai Ye back.

He Baiye's hands were faster, grabbing his arm like pliers.

Yorkson was surprised to find that his hand couldn't move at all, as if it was clamped by a vise, and he couldn't shake it at all.

He is obviously half a head taller than Bai Ye, and one size bigger. Why does this happen?

Bai Ye shook off his arm and walked straight to the patient.

Without further ado, a few silver needles flew out.

It falls on several acupuncture points of the patient.

The patient screamed in panic.

Seeing this, Yorkson hurriedly called out.

"Are you crazy? What the hell are you doing!"

"What if something goes wrong with the patient? Can you take responsibility!"

"This is not a place for brats like you to knit, get your needles and get out of here!"

But Bai Ye ejected a needle from his hand and landed on Yorkson's throat accurately.

Yorkson tried to speak again, but found that he couldn't make a sound.

Bai Ye continued to drop the needle.

The patient soon found that his body was extremely itchy, as if there were ants crawling on his body.

It was like magma was rushing in his body, and the hot feeling made him pull off his clothes in an instant.

A miraculous scene appeared.

The patient's skin was flushed all over, as if smoking.

With a painful expression on his face, he fell to the ground and twitched instantly.

The other players were shocked.

"What on earth do we Hua people want? Do you want to kill people in public? Since torture is used on patients..."

"My God! Stop it, the patient won't be able to bear it..."

"What kind of witch doctor methods are you using? Are Hua people all devils..."

"I want to report them and completely ban their national medicine. This is really terrible..."

"..."

Bai Ye's face remained calm, and he continued to shoot several silver needles in his hand.

The patient's muscles began to writhe, and beads of sweat appeared on his face.

Visible to the naked eye, his skin really released a layer of moisture.

Then it quickly starts to scab over.

This miraculous scene made everyone present couldn't help exclaiming.

"My God, what the hell did I see, this is simply a magical skill..."

"His worn-out skin has begun to heal, what kind of fairy medicine is this..."

"Could it be that this Chinese man knows magic!"

"It's crazy, is this still medical skills, I can't believe my eyes!"

"..."

On overseas live broadcast platforms, foreign audiences from various countries were completely shocked.

They don't understand what's going on?
After 10 minutes, the patient shrank a circle visible to the naked eye.

But his complexion was obviously much better.

Others stood up tremblingly, and found that their skin was no longer tingling, but had an itchy feeling of wound healing.

Feeling this change, I instantly understood that it was the acupuncture effect of the young man in front of me.

The patient suddenly became agitated.

"Oh my God, I'm fine, I'm really fine!"

"It was this Chinese man who saved me..."

All Chinese.

Yorkson and the rest of the western doctors opened their eyes wide in disbelief.

They had never seen such a miraculous cure.

The self-righteous western medicine of these people is completely useless here.

On the contrary, the traditional Chinese medicine that they have been scorning for a long time has been effective repeatedly.

It is completely different from the witchcraft in their impression that it is backward and cannot keep up with the times.

On the contrary, they are like savage monkeys without knowledge.

For a moment, they felt that their thinking had collapsed.

Obviously, for the second patient, Huaguo's national medical camp won again.

So far, these self-righteous Western doctors have not solved a single patient.

Both patients were treated by Chu Qian and three people.

It is enough to see the gap. Although they are still not convinced, there is nothing they can do.

After all, strength proves everything, and it is useless to say anything else.

In the live broadcast room, some foreigners still did not recognize the strength of Huaguo's medical skills. Even though they already admitted it in their hearts, they still remained unconvinced.

"Huaguo Chinese medicine, it's just luck. They are just better at certain aspects. On the contrary, it is normal that our orthodox modern medicine is not as good as them in some aspects. After all, we are talking about science, and they are crooked..."

"Xiba, don't think that these patients must have been recruited by Huaguo officials. That's definitely not the case. They will definitely tend to look for patients they are good at treating, and patients we are not good at treating..."

"Baga, the Chinese must have cheated. Needless to say, they don't have the spirit of contract and competition at all..."

"Strongly protest against their unethical practice of breaking the rules of communication..."

"Report them to the World Health Organization..."

"..."

The Chinese audience was speechless when they saw these bullet screens. They were obviously irrational, and they couldn't help but refute.

"If you don't have enough strength, you just have a hard mouth. If you accept it, who is to blame if you can't cure yourself?"

"If you are not good at it, you can still force it. Didn't you ask you to treat it first? I have no choice but to talk about it now..."

"Really, who the hell doesn't have the spirit of the game, who wants to play tricks when they lose, and doesn't admit that others are better than you..."

"It turns out that the so-called advanced civilized country is just like this, outrageous..."

"..."

The two groups quickly formed a fierce scolding battle in the live broadcast room.

And that's it for the patients at the exchange meeting.

Except for Chu Qian and the other three, everyone else looked unconvinced.

It felt like they didn't use all their energy to show that feeling.