The Strongest Doctor

After Liu Yang admitted defeat, there was a sound of regret in the audience.

After all, the two of them are just beginning to make a diagnosis. Unexpectedly, they have already decided the outcome.

"Although Wang Zhen is obviously better than Liu Yang in diagnosis, he is a little too insecure to admit defeat now."

"Yes, at least we should try to cure the disease. Maybe Liu Yang's treatment is better than Wang Zhen's?"

"You don't know. Liu Yang hasn't even diagnosed his illness. How can he treat people?"

"That's right, but Liu Yang's diagnosis is not detailed, but it's not too far behind."

In fact, Liu Yang's previous performance was quite good. Although he was not as dazzling as Wang Zhen, he was excellent enough in the first two rounds. It's not to say that he was very popular, but he was absolutely disgusting.

But from a small diagnosis, let two people decide the outcome directly.

If you really want to say that Liu Yang lost too much face, we also feel that it is not worth it for him.

"Wang Zhen, the diagnosis of traditional Chinese medicine is a very rigorous thing, which I can't deny. You are more detailed than me now. There must be a better way to treat the disease than me. Before I leave the competition, I want to see how you treat the disease."

Liu Yang was still a little dissatisfied.

Because as a traditional Chinese medicine, Wang Zhen doesn't even have silver needles. How can he treat diseases?

In fact, Wang Zhen may be the only one who doesn't use silver needle to treat diseases among all the participants.

The participants on the scene have noticed this for a long time, and they also want to see what kind of magic treatment Wang Zhen has!

"Didn't I say that before?" Wang Zhen picked up his flute again and said, "I play flute to cure my illness!"

"Can blow flute really cure diseases? Are you kidding? " Liu Yang heard him say again and again, but also can not help but face up, he felt that Wang really is not joking.

"Of course, otherwise how can I always say that I am good at flute?" Wang Zhen said with a smile.

"Well, then you can blow the flute and cure the little girl." Liu Yangdao.

"No problem, her illness is not a serious one, and it's very suitable for me to treat her." Wang Zhen picked up the flute with a smile and pressed his fingers on the hole.

The attention of the whole court also focused on Wang Zhen.

We all want to hear how Wang Zhen treats his illness by playing the flute. What's the mystery of this.

Wang Zhen is indifferent smile, lips kiss Xiao hole, pour out a breath out, just like the essence, in a moment, the whole long Xiao is this breath through, issued a burst of clear Xiao sound.

"True Qi imperial flute?" When Lynch's eyes were fixed, Wang Zhen's breath was real and sincere.

And the sound of this genuine Qi, after the long whistle, is full of genuine Qi, which makes people feel that his Xiao sound is very strange, as if it can wash people's mind.

In fact, it is the real Qi in the Xiao sound that plays a role.

With the Xiao sound into the little girl's ears, the little girl suddenly a Leng, immediately very surprised to see Wang Zhen.

"Dad, are you back?" The little girl hesitated. Now she was moistened by the real Qi in Xiao Yin and began to recover.

"I'm not your father. Your parents are gone." Wang Zhen's skill of playing the flute is amazing. He made use of the change of the notes of the flute and said this sentence strangely.

In fact, many folk artists can use musical instruments to talk.

But the difference is that Wang Zhen's words, with genuine Qi, penetrated into the little girl's ears.

"Why are my parents gone? Uncle, did you lie to me? " Surprisingly, the little girl is very calm at the moment.

If someone told her parents something before, the little girl would be very excited.

But now, the little girl didn't know why, as if someone close to her was coaxing her.

"I didn't cheat you, your parents have died, now, you must be strong, learn to live alone, let your parents rest assured." Wang Zhen continued to play the flute and used it to communicate with the little girl.

"Uncle, I have known for a long time that my parents have died, and I also know that I must learn to live a strong life, but I just miss them, I really want to..." Said the little girl.

"I'll play you a tune." Wang Zhen said with Xiao.

"Well, uncle, I want to hear about little star." Said the little girl.

"No problem..." Wang Zhen smiles indifferently. His fingers change, just like dancing on the flute. Between the notes, a little star comes out.

"Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle

This children's song, almost in this era, accompanies most people's childhood.

The little girl slowly closed her eyes and listened to the melody. In her mind, it seemed that when she was a child again, the parents accompanied her and sang to her the good times when little stars coaxed her. Her face gradually showed a smile.In fact, not only the little girl, but also everyone in the audience was brought into their childhood by this children's song.

"I don't know why, I want to cry..."

"I haven't been back to see my parents for a long time."

"Look at this little girl and look at ourselves. I feel very lucky..."

For a moment, everyone at the scene listened and was fascinated.

"It turns out that playing flute can really cure diseases!" Liu Yang Leng Leng listen to Xiao Yin, suddenly, the heart that the last little don't accept also have no.

Only now did he realize that the treatment of traditional Chinese medicine sometimes does not depend on silver needles. Many things, including some unimportant things around, can be used to treat diseases.

"Wang Zhen, you are a respectable opponent. However, my pursuit of medical skills will not stop. One day, I will surpass you." With these words, Liu Yang calmly left the venue.

And now, the song ends.

Wang Zhen is sweating after playing this little star. He uses real Qi to blow flute continuously, and the consumption is huge.

"Uncle, can I often listen to you blowing little stars in the future?" The little girl said with some reluctance.

"Yes." Wang Zhendao.

"Then we are friends, aren't we?" Said the little girl.

"I think so." Wang Zhen has never been alone and has few friends.

"Anyway, you blow me little stars, that's my friend." The little girl was smiling and her face was bright and innocent.

The staff next to him was surprised. He accompanied the little girl and continued to treat her for a year. Today, it was the first time that he saw such a happy smile from the little girl.

But I don't know that the Qi that Wang Zhen spread through Xiao Yin just now has cured the little girl. Now she has recovered. At the same time, she has found something missing from Xiao Yin, which makes her walk out of the dreamland and forget those unpleasant things.

"It's a real king. It's not easy." Lynch murmured to himself, can not help but feel that this competition has met the real opponent.