Nine:00 am.

The second challenge officially begins!

Gu Feng and Park Jingtian came to the stage.

"Are the rules today the same as yesterday?" Gu Feng asked.

"Today's rules have changed a little bit," Park Kyung-tung said: "Today's competition, you either lose or win."

"What's the meaning?"

"In this game, Mr. Gu, you will be the first to treat the patient. If you are cured, then you will win this game, but if you are unable to cure it, then I will win this game."

"In other words, if I can't cure the patient, then Lord Park won without treating the patient?"

"Yes."

Gu Feng suddenly realized that this routine was very familiar!

After thinking about it, I understood in an instant.

Didn’t Yamamoto Keiji also use the same method when the Dadong Medical Expedition Team was in Jiangning?

It can be said that this method is very insidious.

Because Gu Feng took the lead in treatment.

"Parent Park, why don't you arrange a terminally ill patient for me to treat me, right?" Gu Feng asked half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Park Jingtian laughed and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Gu, the patient I arranged for you is not a terminal illness."

"Isn't it a terminal illness?" Gu Feng was curious and asked, "What kind of patient is that?"

"Mr. Gu will know later."

Park Kyung-tung clapped his palms.

Suddenly, a disciple from the stage led a patient to the stage.

Gu Feng glanced at him and found that the patient had no external injuries, and his face was rosy and looked very healthy.

What's going on?

Gu Feng frowned slightly.

He didn't believe that things would be that simple.

really.

Park Kyung-tung said, "Mr. Gu, this patient is different from ordinary patients."

“What’s the difference?”

"This patient suffered from indirect amnesia."

Grass!

Gu Feng's eyes widened, and he wanted to swallow Park Jingtian alive in one bite.

Seeing his expression, Park Kyung-tung felt even more proud. Are you not the king of traditional Chinese medicine? Are you not very awesome in medical skills? I want to see how you cure an amnesia patient?

Although Gu Feng had known for a long time that the patients arranged by Park Jingtian would definitely be difficult to treat, he really did not expect that he would arrange an amnesia patient for him.

Too shameless!

"This patient had a car accident three years ago, and then I can't remember anything from the age of 18 to 30." Park Jingtian smiled and said, "Amnesia is indeed difficult to treat, but Mr. Gu is the king of Chinese medicine in China. I believe you can cure amnesia."

"Of course, if Mr. Gu cannot cure it, he can also admit defeat."

"I believe everyone understands it!"

You wish I could give up!

Gu Feng knew very well what Park Jingtian meant.

If he admits defeat in this game, he will tie the competition, and then Park Jyeon will still have a chance to turn around tomorrow's third game.

Unfortunately, Gu Feng is not an ordinary person, and he will not give Park Kyung the chance to turn things around.

"Prince Park, if I cure the patient, will I win this game?" Gu Feng asked.

Park Jingtian looked at Gu Feng, and when he saw Gu Feng's face was calm, he couldn't help but start to stir up a sensation. Could it be that Gu Feng can really cure the amnesia patient?

Or is Gu Feng pretending?

After thinking about it, Park Jingtian felt that Gu Feng was pretending. After all, in Park Jingtian's cognition, amnesia is more difficult to treat than a terminal illness.

"That's right, if Mr. Gu cures the patient, then you will win this game."

Gu Feng said again: "If I win this game again, then the challenge should end here. Park Gongzhu, you have to admit defeat and admit that Korean medicine is a branch of traditional Chinese medicine, right?"

"yes!"

"Then I will try my best to cure the patient!" In order to prevent Park Jingtian from having any conspiracy, Gu Feng asked again: "Master Park, is there any limit on the treatment time?"

“Yes, half an hour.”

“Are there any other regulations?”

"No witchcraft!"

Gu Feng smiled and said, "I am a Chinese medicine doctor. I only know how to treat patients. Are there any other regulations?"

"there is none left."

"Then I'll start." Gu Feng walked to the amnesia patient.

"Mr. Gu, do you really want treatment?" Park Jingtian asked uncertainly when he saw Gu Feng's appearance.

"Of course. I am a doctor, and it is my responsibility to help patients solve problems. Besides, I still want to win this game."

"Then...Mr. Gu will start!"

For some reason, Park Jyeon suddenly felt a little panicked.

Could it be that Gu Feng is sure to cure the patient?

He looked up at Gu Feng and saw Gu Feng standing in front of the amnesia patient, frowning tightly.

"Hmph, how can the amnesia patient be cured? This kid must be pretending."

Park Kyung-tung comforted himself in this way.

Offstage.

The audience was also talking about it.

“Can amnesia be cured?”

"Anyway, I don't believe that this Chinese king of Chinese medicine can cure amnesia."

"The Lord Park won this game!"

on site.

A TV station head ordered the photographer and said, "You should be careful and do a live broadcast of this event."

“Live broadcast?”

"Yes, live broadcast the entire process of Gu Feng treating patients." The person in charge said: "I want all Koreans to see how this king of Chinese medicine in China failed."

"yes!"

...

Everyone was waiting for Gu Feng’s joke.

Because in the perception of these people, amnesia cannot be cured at all.

But at this time, Gu Feng on the stage had already started treatment.

Gu Feng first took out a simple cowhide needle clip and opened it, revealing golden needles.

The audience in the audience opened their eyes wide.

They saw the Golden Needle for the first time in real life.

Gu Feng took out a golden needle seven inches long and thin like a hair, disinfected it with alcohol cotton, and then quickly stabbed the golden needle into the patient's Baihui acupoint.

Immediately afterwards, he grabbed five golden needles three-inch long and stabbed them on the patient's head.

bite!

Gu Feng bounced his fingers.

Buzz!

The golden needle on the patient's head also made a buzzing sound, and a stream of air flowed between several golden needles.

"What kind of acupuncture is this? It's so magical!"

The audience was surprised.

"Use Qi to help the needle!"
To be continued...