Chapter 69 (1/2)
The game is over.
The hospital is quiet and the needle can be heard.
Everyone is waiting for the final result.
Who on earth won the game?
Tang Yunsheng and park Changhao both put down their pens.
Park Changhao smiled and could not see a nervous look on his face.
Because he is confident, he is confident to win the game.
However, Tang Yunsheng's face was a little ugly and his eyebrows frowned.
From the moment he wrote, he knew that he had written the last Chinese herbal medicine wrong.
After decades of studying traditional Chinese medicine and dealing with various Chinese herbal medicines, he thought he would not make mistakes.
However, something went wrong.
Perhaps it is the interests of these years that make your heart not quiet enough!
At this time, the two medical staff collected the paper filled with Chinese herbal medicines in the hands of Tang Yunsheng and park Changhao and began to check them one by one.
The people in the hospital were so nervous that they didn't even dare to get out of the atmosphere.
Everyone hopes that Mr. Tang will win in the end, not the Korean.
Because the relationship between China and South Korea has been very tense in the past two years.
Koreans think everything is theirs. They think the Dragon Boat Festival is theirs. The Yellow River civilization is theirs. Movable type printing is theirs. Confucius, Lao Tzu and Xi Shi are theirs
This is a shameless act of banditry, which disgusts many Chinese patriots!
Soon, the result of the game came out.
The man who checked Park Changhao cleared his throat and said, ”Mr. Park Changhao wrote a total of 189 Chinese herbal medicines. All the Chinese herbal medicines written are correct, with a 100% accuracy rate!”
Hearing this, everyone present was stunned!
”Sleeping trough! This guy is so awesome. He can guarantee 100% accuracy in such a tense environment... ”
”It's over. It seems that Mr. Tang is likely to lose tonight!”
”Don't lose, otherwise these Koreans will say that traditional Chinese medicine is also theirs...”
While everyone was whispering, another man who helped Tang Yunsheng check traditional Chinese medicine came out with a little hesitation.
And everyone looked at him.
Because, at this moment, the power of life and death is in his hands.
The doctor's waiter's face changed and checked it again, but no matter how many times he checked it again, the result still didn't change.
”Xiao Wu, it doesn't matter. Go ahead!” Tang Yunsheng said frankly.
”OK... OK, Mr. Tang.”
The doctor's clerk nodded heavily, and then said in a heavy tone, ”there are 189 kinds of Chinese medicinal materials written by Mr. Tang, of which the first 188 are correct, and the last one is wrong.”
”What, the last one is wrong? It's impossible! ”
”Mr. Tang is a little miracle doctor. How can he make mistakes!”
”Don't tell me it's true. How can we lose to those shameless Koreans?”
Everyone present immediately burst into a pot and shouted one by one.
”Mr. Tang, I'm sorry. It seems that I won the game?”
Park Changhao said with a smile, but there was no embarrassed look on his face.
Looking at Park Changhao's look, everyone in the hospital was angry!
Now they understand that the Korean said he was practicing medicine. In fact, he came to provoke!
It's so hateful!
Tang Yunsheng sighed heavily, then bowed to the crowd and said, ”I'm sorry, everyone, this game... I lost.”
Hearing Tang Yunsheng's words, everyone kept silent and felt very unhappy.
After all, Chinese traditional medicine is orthodox, but now it is compared by a Korean, which makes people feel ashamed.
Is it true that Chinese traditional Chinese medicine is not as good as Korean traditional Chinese medicine?
”Please don't lose heart, Mr. Tang. You still have a chance in the second game.” Park Changhao said with a smile.
Tang Yunsheng calmed down and asked, ”Park Xiaoyou, what is the second game?”
”Acupuncture!” Park Changhao said with a smile.
”Good!”
Tang Yunsheng nodded.
I studied the five elements divine needle with my master for many years. Although I failed to achieve great success, I also made achievements.
Therefore, he is very confident in his acupuncture.
”But before the competition, I want Mr. Tang to promise me one thing.” Park Changhao said.
”What's up?” Tang Yunsheng asked suspiciously.
”Uncle Han, take out that thing.” Park Changhao said to the middle-aged man who had been silent nearby.
”OK, master park.”
The middle-aged man nodded and took out a scroll made of gold silk from his pocket.
Open the scroll, in which more than ten names have been signed.