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At this time, dozens of pairs of eyes were staring at Zhou Ronghao, hoping that he would tell everyone the origin of Omar Jie.

Zhou Ronghao's face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Omar Jie is a top international medical expert. Five years ago, he won the Lasker Prize for Medicine and the Nobel Prize the following year. He is a medical madman!"

"Medical madman!"

Everyone changed color in amazement.

"The Lasker Medical Award is the top medical award in the United States, and its status in the world is second only to the Nobel Prize!"

Zhou Ronghao said solemnly: "Not only that, he is also a lifelong honorary professor at Harvard University, and he is even more crazy about medicine!

At the same time, he also won the international free fight championship, with a grumpy personality. He once questioned his medical skills because of his opponents, beat them as vegetative, and then rescued them.

From then on, everyone was afraid of him, and no one in the medical field dared to mess with him!"

"I'll go, is he a doctor or a thug?"

Yunjin's character is straightforward and quick to talk.

"Anyway, his medical skills are absolutely top-notch, Chairman Ming, I'm afraid you will be the only one in this game!"

Zhou Ronghao looked at Minghui and said.

The corner of Minghui's mouth twitched, thinking that I knew this earlier, so it's better to play yesterday, pick up a weak point first, and let's talk about it after winning a game. Now it's a bit hanging on the court!

"Look at it!"

At this time, Mingyueru suddenly screamed, and everyone followed the reputation, and suddenly his complexion changed drastically. Qiu Yehong rubbed his eyes and said: "Yun Jin, take a closer look. Grandma, am I dazzled? That Omar Jie is actually beside her. The one in red?"

Yun Jin said: "Grandma, you are not mistaken, Omar Jie is indeed smiling at that man!"

Hua Lao: "Who can tell me what's going on? Is that guy even better than the Nobel Prize winner?"

Not only Omar Jie, but others like Tom, Thomas, and James, are respectful of that person, as if students feel about leadership.

But the person in the red dress looked indifferent and didn't even bother to perfuse them.

This is too good!

You know, Tom, Thomas, James, these people are all important figures of the International Medical Association, and they have won many medical awards.

However, at this time, he smiled at that man like a pupil?

The key is that they laughed flatteringly, but they just ignored them and looked indifferent.

Do you want to be so awesome!

Everyone looked at each other, all in horror, Zhou Ronghao's driver, Cai Xiong, suddenly slapped his thigh and shouted:

"I remember, that person is not a human being, he is a cardinal of the Western Holy See, and he is called a god!"

"God?"

Zhou Ronghao's expression changed drastically, "Do they want to use magic...?"

The voice stopped abruptly, and he couldn't even imagine it. If the other party really used magic skills, why would they fight?

Zhou Ronghao has a headache.

Western medicine alone is difficult to deal with, and if magical skills are added, it will be even worse!

"No, I have to call to report to it!"

Zhou Ronghao's heart trembled. The matter was beyond his ability and must be reported to the highest level.

Zhou Ronghao hurriedly left and returned to the car to report to the highest level inside the red wall.

And Omar Jie, James and others respectfully invited the Cardinal to sit down, and then returned to the stage. The smile on their faces instantly diminished and turned into a look of self-confidence.

"Oriental, I am Omar Jie, and others call me a medical madman. Who will accept the challenge?"

As he spoke, he clenched his fists like a fighter.

Everyone looked at each other, and finally stared at Minghui, "President Ming, only you are the one!"

Minghui: "$#@*……"

I want to curse!

God knows if this guy will suddenly go crazy and beat me up?

I am the president of the Chinese Medicine Association, not the president of the Budo Association, okay?

Minghui feels very worried!

But at this moment, it’s no good or bad. Reluctantly, Minghui had to bite the bullet and walk on the stage, and at the same time instructed the martial arts master of the Ming family,

"Look at it with wide-eyed eyes. If the other party goes mad, you should stand on the stage immediately. No matter if it is three or seven or twenty-one, you will fight first!"

Minghui is confident that although Omar is a free kick champion, he is a scumbag in front of martial arts masters.

It's best if the opponent doesn't do anything. Once he does it, he can only preemptively.

As for how to deal with it, Zhou Ronghao can only worry about it.

He can't suffer this loss anyway!

However, fighting is the next best thing, and it is best to try harmoniously.

Friendship is first and second is second!

The host had been waiting on stage for a long time, and Minghui stepped onto the stage and began to introduce each other to the two parties and also introduced to the audience.

This time, the host was more attentive than ever, saying that Omar Jie had won the Lasker Medal, the Nobel Prize, and the various awards awarded by other international medical organizations.

The exaggeration of her tone and the flattery of her smile are as if a dog sees a bone in the owner's hand. Fortunately, she has no tail, or she must shake it.

After reading Omar Jie’s resume for five minutes, she hadn’t finished reading it. In the end, Omar Jie arrogantly interrupted her. Then the host changed the subject and began to introduce Minghui.

Minghui's identity is naturally also very prominent. President of the Association of Chinese Medicine, Patriarch of Chinese Medicine Family, etc., there are many titles, but he has not won any international awards.

The host is obviously a fan of Western medicine, so his introduction is much simpler.

Minghui was only thinking about how to win at this time, and ignored these details. He looked at Omar and said in a deep voice:

"Mr. Omar, my dear Minghui, how do you want to challenge?"

Omar dismissed it, "Even though it was me who challenged, but you mentioned anything about the competition. I will accompany you whatever you say."

mad!

It's crazy!

There is no one in sight!

Minghui's face turned green, and he sneered, "I know twelve types of acupuncture, do you want to try?"

Omar's expression froze, and his eyes were fierce. "I'm talking about medical skills, but you practice Chinese medicine. Do you think I have a good temper?"

His eyes were fierce, and he fought violently when he didn't agree with him. Ming Hui couldn't help but step back and said with a serious expression:

"I just remind you that there are people outside and mountains outside the mountains. You can't be almighty. Don't exaggerate it!"

Omar laughed wildly: "I am omnipotent, pediatrics, gynecology, internal medicine, surgery, orthopedics, omnipotent, why, are you not satisfied?"

After all, Minghui is the head of the aristocratic family, he was immediately enraged, and said coldly: "I just don't accept it! Didn't you say omnipotence, we two match three games, three games are determined to win or lose, dare you?"

Minghui's small abacus was furious. He didn't believe Omar could do everything, so he proposed two wins in three games.

A person has limited energy and must be biased. He can use his strengths to deal with Omar's weaknesses.

The premise is that he can find Omar's weakness.