This made Jiang Hao feel a little embarrassed. He turned his head to look at Ye Ziyao. As a result, she shook her head and said, "Forget it, go back and give medicine to dad."

"Okay, let's go..." Jiang Hao nodded, preparing to take Ye Ziyao away, because he also felt that there was no need to compare with the people from the Korean clinic.

"Hey, you can't leave."

Han Zhixian immediately stepped forward and pulled Jiang Hao's arm, making him frown slightly.

But Han Zhixian thought he was afraid of not comparing with him, so he was arrogant and sneered at Jiang Hao: "If you are afraid, you can admit defeat now, because you Chinese medicine doctors can't beat our Korean medicine doctors at all."

As soon as these words were said, Jiang Hao was not angry, but Ye Ziyao became angry, turned around and stared at Han Zhixian, and said coldly: "If we don't care about you, it doesn't mean we are afraid of you."

"cut."

Han Zhixian sneered, making him despise Jiang Hao even more, and mocked: "It seems that you Chinese men like to hide behind women. Yes, you Chinese men don't have the seeds, you Chinese men don't have the seeds."

"Hey, I just don't like to listen to your boy's speech..." A middle-aged Chinese rich man was angry and immediately shouted to Jiang Hao: "Little brother, compare with them, don't embarrass us Chinese men."

"Yes, use traditional Chinese medicine to teach them a lesson..." others also shouted.

"If you have the ability, I will stand here."

Han Zhixian put his hands on his chest, raised his proud head, looked at Jiang Hao with contempt, and sneered proudly, as if I looked down on you.

Jiang Hao shook his head and smiled. Suddenly he reached out and patted Han Zhixian on the shoulder, and smiled at him, "No need to compare, because you Korean doctors are incomparable to our Chinese medicine doctors.

But I'll give you a word, don't be too arrogant in life, otherwise you will fall miserably."

"You..." Han Zhixian gently patted his shoulder by his big hand, as if it touched a certain nerve of his body, making his body twitch... Jiang Hao smiled evilly at him, stopped talking, and pulled Ye Aiqin and turned around and left outside.

"Zhixian, why are you still standing there? Stop him."

Han Chenpu, who was behind, saw Jiang Hao and the others walking out, immediately shouted to Han Zhixian who was standing there.

But Han Zhixian's body was stiff and stood there motionless. His eyes widened and showed a fearful look. He tried hard to reach out his hand, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not move his fingers. This made Han Zhixian feel frightened and panicked, and he shouted in fear: "Brother, I can't move my body, please show me..." "What?"

Han Chenpu glared at him and saw something was wrong with him. He immediately went up to look at Han Zhixian and found that he really couldn't move.

"What's going on?"

The Chinese tourists and grandmas around him also looked at Han Zhixian, who could not move at all, and was full of panic and scared, and the beautiful woman who knew a little Chinese medicine, said in surprise: "Can it be the handsome guy just now, have you clicked his acupoints?"

"Acupoint?"

The rich middle-aged man was stunned and said, "Is it like martial arts novels? Is it a point to acupoints?"

"yes."

The beauty nodded and said, "But I just learned some fur and didn't know what acupoint it was."

"Brother, please untie it for me..." Han Zhixian looked scared. He couldn't understand the acupoints that the Chinese beauty said, so he could only ask his father for help.

"Zhixian, don't worry, let me study..." But Han Chenpu was helpless because he didn't know what Han Zhixian was doing.

This scene made the Chinese aunts and aunts around him laughed at him and said, "I'm not even proficient in acupoint studies, and I dare to provoke our Chinese medicine. I'm really overestimating my abilities..." "Haha, isn't it? I'm so arrogant if I don't have the ability. Now I'm embarrassed."

Which rich middle-aged man looked like Han Zhixian was still motionless and panicked and frightened. His face was so pleasantly slapped.

"It seems that the little brother is a master. Let's just listen to him and not buy these Korean ginseng..." "Yes, right, let's go..." As the Chinese tourists in the clinic went out one after another.

Leaving Han Chenpu and the rest of the clinic, watching Han Zhixian unable to move, they were panicked and helpless, not knowing what to do... "Why didn't you compete with them just now?"

Ye Ziyao, who was walking out with Jiang Hao's arm and heading back to the hospital, wondered why he didn't agree to compete with those Korean doctors.

"Haha, you can't beat your husband and me even if you compare them."

Jiang Hao carried a few bags of medicine and turned his head to Ye Ziyao and said confidently.

I just took a photo of the young man’s shoulder, and I guess it will take them to study for several hours.

"Look at you to be proud of."

Ye Ziyao likes Jiang Hao's appearance very much, mature and steady.

After all, many things cannot be solved entirely by fighting.

Back in the hospital, Jiang Hao began to treat his father-in-law's wound with the Jinchuang medicine he had prepared.

Because it was applied externally, he untied the wound on Zhang Wenguo's stomach and began to pour Jinchuang medicine powder on it. The medicine powder stimulated his father-in-law to grit his teeth. Jiang Hao smiled and said, "Dad, bear it, it won't hurt later."

"It's okay, Xiao Jiang, just do it."

Zhang Wenguo smiled.

But then, Han Hongjun came in with a nurse, but when he saw this scene, he immediately said anxiously: "Hey, what are you doing?

Stop..." As he said that, he went up and stopped Jiang Hao from applying Jinchuang medicine to Zhang Wenguo's wound. Han Hongjun glared at the powder on the wound and asked Jiang Hao: "What kind of medicine is this?

Why do you use it for him? What if his wound breaks or gets infected?"

The doctor stopped him for no reason. Jiang Hao said in English: "This is a trauma medicine I have prepared myself. It is a specialized treatment for sharp wounds, and the effect is very good."

"What, trauma medicine?"

Han Hongjun looked at Jiang Hao with disbelief, smelled it with Jinchuang medicine powder, and said in surprise: "What is it made of?"

"Yes, it's Chinese medicine."

Jiang Hao thought he didn't understand, so he said patiently.

"Is it your Chinese traditional Chinese medicine?"

Han Hongjun asked.

"That's right, it's our traditional Chinese medicine..." "Axi."

Han Hongjun was so angry that he cursed in Korean. He looked at Jiang Hao in disbelief and scolded in English: "How can you use this medicine to use for patients randomly? Can you cure his wounds with your Chinese medicine? It's really a hell, just treat it..." Seeing him calling the nurse and trying to clean up the Jinchuang medicine powder on Zhang Wenguo's wound, Jiang Hao frowned slightly, and it was obvious that this young doctor was questioning Jinchuang medicine.

"What are you doing?"

Ye Aiqin immediately stopped the nurse from cleaning the wounds for Zhang Wenguo, and glared at Han Hongjun and scolded: "This is the Jinchuang medicine Xiaojiang has prepared. It is hundreds of times better than the Western medicines used in your hospital. Get it prescribed for me quickly..." As a result, the young nurse was dragged out by Ye Aiqin, which made her look innocent and Han Hongjun couldn't understand the Chinese language of her mother-in-law.

"This doctor."

Ye Ziyao also immediately stood up and explained to Han Hongjun: "My husband is a Chinese medicine doctor. This is the medicine he gave to treat my father's wound. Please understand it, because we really want to return to China as soon as possible."

"What do you mean? Are you questioning our hospital for treatment?"

Han Hongjun glared and snorted at Jiang Hao and Ye Ziyao.

"No, that's not what we mean..." "You don't have to explain this to me."

Han Hongjun shook his head and waved his hand, pointed at Jiang Hao beside him, and said with a very bad attitude: "I don't care about how powerful Chinese medicine doctors you are in China. If you send the patient to our hospital, we must use our treatment methods.

If you give him other medicines casually, what will happen to him? I will not be responsible for your hospital, ok?"

These words made Ye Ziyao look back at Jiang Hao, not knowing what to do for a moment.
Chapter completed!