Chapter 907 Suicide
"Old Wang!"
"Old Wang!"
“…”
When he saw Wang Kaiyuan vomiting blood and falling into a coma, countless people exclaimed.
Gu Feng rushed out quickly, supported Wang Kaiyuan, and followed the situation to seize Wang Kaiyuan's pulse to investigate.
"How is it?" Sun Daolin asked.
Several national medical masters also came to the stage.
"Old Wang won't be in trouble, right?" Zhang Jiuling asked.
Guo Chun said: "I have said it a long time ago. He didn't listen. He insisted on comparing. Now, let's get better!"
"Old Wang is good at everything, he is just stubborn." Xue Zuo said.
After taking the pulse, Gu Feng said, "Old Wang is not seriously injured. It's just caused by the attack of qi and blood. I'll give him two injections."
Gu Feng took out two golden needles.
disinfect.
Then pierce it on the acupoint on Wang Kaiyuan’s chest.
About thirty seconds later, Wang Kaiyuan opened his eyelids and saw Gu Feng's face darkened: "What are you doing?"
"You are feeling a little uncomfortable, I'll treat you."
"unnecessary!"
Wang Kaiyuan didn't accept Gu Feng's affection at all. He pulled out the golden needle on his body and said, "I don't need you to treat me if I die."
"Old Wang!" Sun Daolin shouted in a deep voice and said, "Gu Feng is kind to save you, how can you do this?"
"It's okay, I won't care about Mr. Wang, but Mr. Wang, I need to remind you that with your current physical condition, if you continue to treat the patient, you will not be responsible for the patient's life."
Gu Feng had just taken the pulse of Wang Kaiyuan, and it was obvious that Wang Kaiyuan was caused by his anger.
Why get angry?
It was obvious that I had already lost the competition, but because of the discussions of these people in the audience, I couldn't stand the stimulation and vomited blood and fell into a coma.
But in front of so many people, Gu Feng was not good at telling the truth, so he lied that it was caused by the attack of qi and blood.
Although the anger attacks the heart and the qi and blood attacks the heart, the meaning is different.
Anger attacks the heart, and usually leads to extreme anger, and cannot breathe, and symptoms of vomiting blood and coma appear.
This situation is generally related to the environment and emotions.
As for the attack of qi and blood, it is a series of diseases caused by the poor qi and blood, which are physical diseases.
If Gu Feng said the truth, Wang Kaiyuan would definitely be very embarrassed.
Think about it, the dignified Chinese medicine master lost dozens of competitions, but he couldn't stand the stimulation, and he was angry and vomited blood and fell into a coma.
How embarrassing it is to spread.
Although Wang Kaiyuan has always dissatisfied with Gu Feng, he is a senior after all. As a junior, Gu Feng naturally has to maintain his senior's face in front of everyone.
"Old Wang, don't hold on. What else is there to be like now?"
"Whether you accept it or not, the king of traditional Chinese medicine is already Gu Feng."
"You have lost so many games, and if you continue to compete, everyone will scold you for being unreasonable."
"Lao Wang, you have been scolding me and Lao Zhang before, saying that we were filled with a ecstasy by Gu Feng. Now you know the reason for me to give up on my own initiative!" Guo Chun said: "When I was selecting the National Medical Master, I competed with Xiao Gu. Although Xiao Gu is young, his medical skills are very impressive. No matter who competes with him, he will feel deeply desperate."
Yes, that's the feeling!
Wang Kaiyuan did feel despair.
At any time in the past, Wang Kaiyuan did not feel this way, but today, he realized what despair is for the first time.
Until now, he has not won a single game.
This made Wang Kaiyuan a little doubtful about his life.
Why is this happening?
I am the King of Divine Needle, how could I not win any battle?
For example, when playing Mahjong Landlord, no matter how bad luck is, you will never lose all the time. You will always win one or two games.
What about the promised Feng Shui?
Why didn't you win?
Has it been useless for me to learn acupuncture over the years?
The ancestors said that the acupuncture technique of the Divine Needle King is unique in the world, but why is it so weak in front of Gu Feng?
Are your ancestors lying to me?
Wang Kaiyuan sat on the ground, looking distraught.
He has never been as desperate as he is now.
"Forget it, forgot, my skills are not as good as others, I admit defeat." Wang Kaiyuan spoke slowly, his voice full of endless fatigue.
Sun Daolin's face improved, and he said, "Wouldn't it be better if this was already happening? I have to make trouble."
Everyone in the audience breathed a sigh of relief, but the discussion did not stop.
"Old Wang is too stubborn. Isn't it good to lose one game? I have to lose so many games before I stop."
"This is how people get older. Not only are they not convinced, but they have a bad temper."
"Facts have proved that no matter how many games the competition is, it is impossible to be Dr. Gu's opponent. What is his name? It's called self-inflicted."
"Shh, say a few less words."
Wang Kaiyuan heard this sentence on the stage and murmured: "I'm bored to make my ancestors, I... I'm a sinner!"
Wow!
Wang Kaiyuan suddenly got up from the ground and crashed into the wall.
Not only did he lose, he doubted life, but he also wanted to die.
This scene happened too suddenly, and it was too late to stop it, and the audience screamed.
"ah……"
Bang!
When Wang Kaiyuan crashed into the wall, he closed his eyes and prepared to die.
However, when I hit it, there was no pain on my head, and it was a little soft.
What's going on?
Could it be that the wall is against me?
Wang Kaiyuan opened it and saw him hit Gu Feng, "You——"
"coward!"
As soon as Wang Kaiyuan was about to speak, he was scolded by Gu Feng and was furious: "Who do you think is coward?"
"Tell me!" Gu Feng showed no mercy and even named him, "Wang Kaiyuan, you are a complete coward."
"you--"
"What are you? As a saint of the national medicine practitioner, you want to die after losing the competition. Is this still the saint of the national medicine practitioner? As a descendant of the Divine Needle King, you want to die after losing the competition. Have you ever thought about how to face your ancestors after going down?"
"If you see them and they ask you how you die, how do you answer?"
"Do you say, I'm sorry for my ancestors, I lost the competition and committed suicide?"
"What do you think your ancestors will react? They will definitely wonder, how could the descendants of the Wang family give birth to a coward like you, it really ruined their face."
"If you die, you will only bring shame to your ancestors."
"Do you think that Wang Kaiyuan is dead, and there will be many people commemorating you? Whenever someone burns incense and burns paper for you during the Qingming Festival?"
"Stop being naive!"
"One Wang Kaiyuan is dead, and there are still millions of Wang Kaiyuan!"
"Don't say you are just a little master of national medicine. Even if you are the king of traditional Chinese medicine, the number one miracle doctor in the world, the earth will still turn when you die, and you can't influence anyone."
"Finally, I want to tell you, you are a doctor. If a doctor doesn't even cherish his own life, will he cherish the life of the patient? Will he be a good doctor?"
boom!
Gu Feng's words were simply thunderous, and Wang Kaiyuan's mind was buzzing in an instant.
"That's all, if you still want to die, no one will stop you." After Gu Feng said that, he let him aside.
Three minutes later, Wang Kaiyuan suddenly turned around.
Chapter completed!