Xiang Jintian's words were full of threats and provocations.?

"Boss." Song Jie was a little annoyed when he heard this. He looked at Lin Feng. Lin Feng chuckled softly, "Then it's as he wished, start now."

"Okay!" Song Jie nodded excitedly, raised his hand, and more than a dozen Hongye members rushed in outside the door. These Hongye members were all Hongye's beauty, the same height, the same figure, and the sunny appearance.

The group of red leaf members rushed to the stage and began to set up the venue like the wind storm the broken clouds.

Xiang Jintian was still standing on the stage at this time. He watched so many people rushing to the stage and started working hard, and couldn't help asking, "What are you doing?"

Song Jie looked at Xiang Jintian angrily, pointed to the sign on it, and said angrily: "Are you blind? You won't look at it yourself."

Xiang Jintian was furious. As soon as he looked up, he saw the exhibition sign that had just been set up, which read the ribbon-cutting ceremony of Zhonghai Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

"Go and go, irrelevant people go down quickly, we are going to start setting up the venue." Song Jie waved his hand like a sheep, letting Xiang Jintian leave, and it would be better if he didn't leave. It would be more embarrassing.

If Xiang Jintian and Song Jie and the others fight now, they will be really embarrassing.

There are four or five media tables at the banquet now, and these reporters dare to write anything.

Xiang Jintian suppressed the anger in his heart and left the stage silently. This was probably the first time Xiang Jintian had a humiliation in his life.

Song Jie and his team were very fast. They had practiced the construction of the venue many times. In less than five minutes, the table had changed its appearance, and behind it was a background board with the Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine and Yuanyi Medicine printed on it, and a red carpet was laid on the table.

On the other hand, Shen Mengwei also walked to the stage with the etiquette lady. As the music started, Wei Yong and other old Chinese doctors walked onto the stage with big red flowers.

This time it was a simple ribbon-cutting ceremony. Lin Feng invited old Chinese doctors who were once famous in China Overseas, but no government department invited them.

After everyone came on stage, Lin Feng then walked onto the stage and became the host.

He chuckled softly: "I am very grateful to Mr. Li for giving us a chance to show it. The concept of the Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine has been in the works for several years, aiming to study traditional Chinese medicine theories and improve the traditional Chinese medicine system, so that our Chinese medical skills can be promoted with great success."

When Lin Feng said this, his eyes swept over Xiang Jintian's table from time to time. What he said just now was all the power of the Jiumen. Others could not hear what Lin Feng said, but Xiang Jintian understood it very clearly. He looked directly at Lin Feng and glanced at the corner of his mouth.

Lin Feng also said: "In order to establish the Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine, we invited Mr. Wei Yong, a well-known Chinese medicine industry in Zhonghai City, and Miss Shen Mengqi, who is in the limelight in Zhonghai City."

These two people are all celebrities from Zhonghai City. One is an idol from an older group and an idol from a young group. Once these two people appeared on the stage, they could definitely cause a great sensation.

There was applause from the audience. Many older people were even more excited to see Wei Yong on the stage. Since Wei Yong announced his retirement, there have been few powerful Chinese medicine doctors in Zhonghai City. For people of this age, they only trust Chinese medicine.

Lin Feng smiled again and said, "Before the ribbon cutting ceremony today, we have a small part. Everyone here must have heard of the mutated blood type."

As soon as Lin Feng said this, the reporters suddenly became crazy. They rushed to the front of the stage, and the camera flashed constantly.

Mutant blood type is a medical problem in the world. If Lin Feng really solves this problem this time, it will be a big news that has caused a sensation in the world.

At this time, Zhuang Nongyue and Xiang Jintian also stood up.

Zhuang Nongyue looked at Lin Feng on the stage with her eyes flashing. She didn't know what she was thinking. She hoped that Lin Feng would succeed. If the blood type of the person named Zhang Min really changed, she would avoid a fierce battle today.

To be honest, Zhuang Nongyue never wanted to be an enemy of Lin Feng, but Yimen gave two orders, both of which have one premise, that premise is whether Zhang Min's blood type has changed.

If the blood type has not changed, Zhuang Nongyue would have to take back Zhang Min at all costs. At that time, Lin Feng would probably not stand by and watch. In addition to Xiang Jintian from the Yujiu Gate, the scene would be lively.

People from Yimen will not give face to the Li family. Once Zhang Min's blood type does not change, it will immediately become a battlefield.

This is why Lin Feng is reluctant to attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony at Mr. Li’s birthday party. The people in the Li family don’t know how crazy Yimen is.

However, if the blood type changes, Zhuang Nongyue will be able to handle this matter. One group of people in Yimen asked to kill Lin Feng, and the other group asked to calm down.

Zhuang Nongyue will definitely execute the orders of the second group of people, because she belongs to this wave of forces.

Lin Feng looked around the audience and chuckled, "Okay, now I'll invite Ms. Zhang Min to the stage."

Zhang Min, who had been waiting next to the stage, quickly walked onto the stage. After all, Zhang Min was someone who had seen big scenes. At this moment, she was not nervous at all. She first bowed slightly to the people below the stage, and then said: "I am very grateful to Mr. Lin Feng and the Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine. They saved me. I am really grateful."

Zhang Min's words are just a scene, just to act for the people below to see.

"Hmph! It's hard to say whether the blood type has really changed." Xiang Jintian walked to the front of the stage and said with a provocative look on his face.

Lin Feng chose to ignore Xiang Jintian. He raised his hand and smiled at Shen Mengwei: "Mr. Shen, I'm going to leave it to you now."

Shen Mengwei smiled and nodded, took the microphone and said, "Thank you very much for giving us this opportunity. In order not to waste your time, we will now invite Director Smith from the International Institute of Pathology to come to the stage and perform a detailed test for our patient."

With the sound of music, a white man in his fifties walked onto the stage with two female assistants. He politely said to Shen Mengwei in English: "Mr. Shen, if you succeed, you will win the Nobel Prize in Medicine."

Shen Mengwei also chuckled in English: "If we want to win the award, it is our medical ancestors who have won the award. We have all inherited their medical skills. Mr. Smith, we can start now."

"Okay." Smith took a blood-taking needle from his assistant. He took a little blood from Zhang Min's fingertips in front of everyone, then shook it a little, and placed it on the instrument pushed by another assistant. He carefully placed the tube of blood on the instrument and slowly conditioned the instrument.

After a while, data was displayed on the LCD screen on the instrument, blood type: type a.

At this time, Chen Mengwei also took out Zhang Min's blood type report, which clearly stated: O-type v.

Everyone in the audience opened their mouths wide, and now it has been proved that Zhang Min's blood type has successfully changed.

Zhuang Nongyue felt relieved, and her beautiful eyes kept circulating on Lin Feng. Zhuang Nongyue knew very well that the person who changed Zhang Min must be Lin Feng, and it was not the result of the Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

On the other hand, Xiang Jintian's face was gloomy and terrifying. Now that Zhang Min's blood type has changed, many large-scale medical research projects in their Yujiu Gate are about to stop, especially their Xiang family, who have invested tens of billions in order to study the formula for continuation of life.

This time, the medicine was lost, and tens of billions of dollars were naturally wasted.

Only the marrow-cleaning pill introduced in the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic can be achieved. Xiang Jintian did not expect that Lin Feng would actually make the marrow-cleaning pill.

At present, Zhang Min is useless. Xiang Jintian is not the kind of person who can't take it and put it down. He raised his head and shouted at Chen Mengwei: "I admire your medical attainments in the Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine. This time I come here, I also want to see if the Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine is just like this!"

Xiang Jintian jumped and soared into the air. He suddenly stepped on the shoulder of the reporter in front of him, and his body rotated and fell onto the platform.

The movements are done in one go.

Those reporters became even more excited when they saw something wrong.

Smith looked at Xiang Jintian with a look of surprise, walked to Xiang Jintian and said in English: "Sir, your behavior is very dangerous, if..."

"Get out!" Xiang Jintian was a little upset. When he saw this foreigner coming and chatting, he felt even more upset. He raised his hand and pulled the foreigner off the stage.

"Ahhhh." The two female assistants were so scared that they lost their souls. They jumped down the stage and helped Smith.

Xiang Jintian was like a ferocious beast. Whoever stared at him would feel a little furious.

Finally, Xiang Jintian's eyes fell on Lin Feng.

He sneered: "Lin Feng, do you have the courage to compete with me?"

Even if Lin Feng wants to ignore him now, it will be difficult. Lin Feng chuckled and said, "How can you compare the rules?"

Xiang Jintian laughed and said, "It's very simple. It's either medical skills or force. As long as you can win me, your Chinese Medicine Research Institute will continue to run. If you lose, you will dismiss this group of waste. Don't be embarrassed here."

"I'll ruin you now." Song Jie wanted to rush towards Xiang Jintian, but was stopped by Lin Feng.

Lin Feng gave Song Jie a look and said, "Go back."

Song Jie returned to the side of the platform a little reluctantly, staring at Xiang Jintian with a murderous look on his face.

Xiang Jintian laughed and said, "How is it? Do you dare?"

At this time, Wei Yong stood up and said, "Lin Feng, I'll compete with him."
Chapter completed!