Seeing through the village doctor is also crazy

Chapter 306 A Totally Unfair Competition

"Dr. Xiao would like to ask Dr. Otama, what do you mean under the same conditions? I don't think Dr. Otama's "equal conditions" refers to treating injuries for humans or patients of the same race, right? You must know that individuals are different, even if they suffer from the same disease, the difference will be very big, right?" Wang Shuangshuang stood up and questioned Otama loudly.

Wang Shuangshuang got a new microphone from the host, and he could clearly and accurately convey his own voice to the thousands of elite doctors from all over the world present.

The monopoly of the Otama family's right to speak was broken, and Wang Shuangshuang's questioning made Otama fall into a rare state of silence.

However, Otama was not silent for too long. He suddenly took out a shining scalpel from the medical box carried by his assistant, walked up to one of the volunteer patients, and babbled in his native dialect. .

The volunteer patient took off his coat and stretched out his hands voluntarily.

Otama couldn't help explaining that the scalpel slammed twice, and two bloodstains appeared on the black volunteer's arm. The incision wound was quite deep, and the skin and flesh on the wound were turned outwards. It was bloody, which was amazing.

The volunteer patient did not utter a painful scream throughout the whole process, as if he had no consciousness at all.

"The treatment under the same conditions as I said means treating the same disease on the same patient! Let's start now and see which one of us can cure this patient's injury." Otama's blade was still dripping with blood The sharp scalpel to the assistant.

Otama took out a bottle of medicine from the medical kit, poured out some in the palm of his hand, and evenly spread it on the bloody left arm wound of the volunteer patient. The ointment applied for the first time was the blood spurted by the volunteer patient After rinsing it off, it didn't do much good. After applying it three or four times, the blood gushing from the wound on the volunteer patient's left hand finally stopped.

The doctors sitting in the front row all clearly saw the miraculous scene of Otama treating the injured arm, and everyone couldn't help but "tsk tsk" in amazement and praised.

On the other hand, Xiao Jiansheng’s treatment of volunteers’ right arm wounds was not so smooth. Xiao Jiansheng used the silver needles he carried with him, and used acupuncture and moxibustion to stop bleeding. The blood flow on the patient's right arm also miraculously stopped.

However, Xiao Jiansheng was not as well prepared as Otama. He had no other medicines for treatment except the needle bag he carried with him. Although the bleeding from the wound on the volunteer's right arm had temporarily stopped, Xiao Jiansheng suffered from the lack of healing. He couldn't help but stare blankly and worry, there was nothing he could do.

"Doctor Xiao, I'm cured, how are you?" Otama looked smug, picked up the volunteer's injured left arm, and showed it to thousands of elite doctors present.

"Wow, such a deep stab wound healed in just such a short time? It's incredible."

"Oh my God, this is amazing!"

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The elite doctors who participated in the meeting burst into exclamation, and everyone praised Otama's magical witch doctor skills.

For this level of skin trauma, it is not difficult to stop bleeding and heal in modern western medicine. This can be done with the help of drugs, but it can be done so well in just two to three minutes. The effect of hemostasis and healing is very remarkable.

"I am protesting to you on behalf of Dr. Xiao. This competition is unfair! Dr. Otama's side has already prepared medicines in advance, but our side hastily entered the battle without even the most basic medicines. It's an extremely unfair competition!" Wang Shuangshuang and Xiao Jiansheng whispered to each other for a while, then questioned loudly in public.

After Wang Shuangshuang's loud protest, the elite doctors present in the audience talked about it, some supported it, and some dismissed it. There were also some people who held negative views on Chinese medicine, and they were even more protesting against Wang Shuangshuang. The words sneered, with a contemptuous expression on his face.

These self-righteous and arrogant Western elite doctors fundamentally do not recognize Chinese medicine. They completely ignore that what is going on on stage is an obviously unfair competition, but they jump out and accuse Xiao Jiansheng, the representative of Chinese medicine, for his inability to treat even the most basic trauma. Can't figure it out.

Otama took out the silver needle that Xiao Jiansheng had stuck on the volunteer's right arm, and it was still on the ground. As the silver needle was taken out, the blood from the wound on the volunteer's arm gushed out again.

"You...you're deceiving people too much!" Xiao Jiansheng blushed, pointed at Otama, and shouted angrily.

Otama ignored Xiao Jiansheng's weak accusation, but used the same treatment method, which quickly healed the wound on the volunteer's right arm.

"Traditional Chinese medicine, as I said, is just a small trick in pediatrics, and it is useless!" Otama couldn't wait to declare in public that he had won, very proud and proud.

There was a burst of enthusiastic applause from the audience, and at the same time, many radicals booed and whistled mockingly at Xiao Jiansheng on the stage.

In the seating area of ​​the Otama camp, there were still people who loudly scolded Chinese medicine practitioners for their incompetence and drove Xiao Jiansheng out of the stage.

Xiao Jiansheng looked aggrieved and unwilling, with a mournful face, standing on the stage in a daze, unable to do anything, as if he was waiting for the final sentence before the death sentence.

Wang Shuangshuang, the interpreter who volunteered, is now standing on the stage with a helpless expression on his face.

The parties involved have given up resistance, so what can Wang Shuangshuang, a bystander, do?

"Next, on behalf of the organizing committee of the conference, I will officially announce the medical skills competition between African witch doctors and Chinese traditional Chinese medicine. African witch doctors..." The leader announced the results of the competition loudly in public.

"Wait a minute!"

At this moment, a loud shout from the audience interrupted the host's speech.

Ye Xiu strode towards the stage.

All the eyes of the audience were fixed on Ye Xiu. The elite doctors present were very surprised. This young Chinese young man's move was suitable for his purpose?

After Ye Xiu stepped onto the podium, Wang Shuangshuang visibly lifted her spirits. With Ye Xiu by her side, she felt an indescribable sense of security and reliance, and the haze of losing the competition before was swept away.

"Dear members of the organizing committee, respected fellow doctors, I am also a Chinese medicine doctor in Huaxia, please allow me to say a few words of justice on behalf of Chinese medicine practitioners. Today's competition is completely unfair and unfair. I can't imagine , Such a disgusting farce will appear at such a medical conference where medical elites from all directions gather together."

Before Ye Xiu finished speaking, there was a burst of mocking boos from the audience.

"Don't say these are useless! Go home if you don't have the skills! You Chinese medicine practitioners are only worthy of playing with mud in your own country!"

The people in Otama's camp got a microphone from somewhere, and spoke loudly to Ye Xiu.

His words were immediately echoed by the Western medicine doctors present, and there was another wave of crusade against Chinese medicine from the audience.

(End of this chapter)