Chapter 899 Founder Admit Defeat?

Fangzheng wiped his nose. He has indeed been making a lot of noise recently. He has gained so much limelight, but in the end he is only a household name in Heishan City, which really makes him a little dissatisfied. But thinking about it carefully, what he did, which can affect the whole country, seems to be this time. It is indeed a bit difficult to want to become a household name in the whole country at once.

"Since it doesn't work once, let's develop and utilize resources well." Thinking of this, Fangzheng looked at Park Changming with a smile.

Fang Zheng glanced at Pu Changming, and suddenly felt uncomfortable, and subconsciously asked, "What... are you doing?"

Fangzheng said: "Benefactor, this question should be asked by a poor monk, right? Donor, next, it's up to you to come up with a question."

Only then did Pu Changming come to his senses, and the discussion began. Fangzheng's first question was about Pu Mingdai's childbirth. Park Changming conceded defeat, and now it was Park Mingdai's turn to pose the question. In this kind of competition of medical skills, questions can be chosen at will, but there are no rules. If the person who set the question can't solve the question he set, it will be considered a draw. So, asking that kind of question doesn't make any sense.

Park Changming calmed down, pondered for a while, and said with a smile: "My question is very simple, please let the people from our embassy come up."

As soon as these words came out, Song Yuhe and Jiang Yu stood up at the same time. They knew that Park Changming finally used this trick again! They all lost on this question. To be honest, they couldn't guarantee whether Fangzheng would be able to take this trick!

Seeing Park Changming's move, everyone became nervous. Although Fangzheng won a round and taught these bastards a lesson, if he still lost the game in the end, then everything before would be meaningless.

There was a lot of discussion among the people, but unfortunately no one knew what Park Changming's question was.

While everyone was waiting anxiously, not long after, people from the South Korean embassy came and brought up a man who was sitting in a wheelchair, covered with a blanket, with a skull-like face and big eyes. The exposed hand was also as thin as an eagle's claw, and the head was tilted to the side, as if he didn't even have the strength to move it.

Seeing this person, many doctors exclaimed, "ALS?!"

This shout made everyone present take a breath of cold air! ALS, this is a medical problem in the world! Whether it is traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, there is no better treatment at all, and at most it is a slight relief.

Seeing this patient, everyone finally understood how the three masters of Chinese medicine lost to Park Changming. Facing this kind of disease, anyone would be defeated. But here comes the question, can Park Changming cure ALS?

When people come, secrets naturally cease to exist. Song Yuhe and Jiang Yu didn't have to keep silent about this matter anymore.

Song Yuhe sighed and said: "Park Changming brought him after all. There is almost no cure for this disease. Even Park Changming himself is only doing better than us, and it is not a cure. But the competition It’s just so cruel, you don’t need to cure people, as long as you do better than them.”

Hearing what Song Yuhe said, everyone's hearts sank.

On the Internet, although the live broadcast is closed, some people are using their mobile phones to broadcast live texts, and Fang Zheng doesn't care about it. Anyway, the class is over, and the rest is free for everyone. Seeing that Fangzheng didn't care about it, people began to secretly turn on the phone and start shooting. As a result, the waiting army on the Internet found their target in an instant and flocked to them.

When the supporters in Korea saw this, they all laughed and brought out ALS. This is basically an unsolvable situation! This time, they want to see how Fangzheng wins!

At the same time, there are also some people in China who are popularizing science. When everyone understands how difficult this disease is to treat, everyone is silent.

"No wonder, no wonder the three masters of Chinese medicine all lost. Park Changming's trick is popular all over the world, and he swept everyone away with this trick!" Someone sighed.

"Although it's a bit dark, I have to say that Park Changming still has real skills. I just don't know how the master will take the move."

"I can't take it, it's just a draw."

"But what next?"

Everyone was silent...

Pu Changming saw that the surroundings had calmed down. After tidying up his collar a little, Fangzheng said: "Abbot Fangzheng, to be honest, I can't cure this disease. But I have a way to make his health slightly better. Although This improvement is very slight. However, with the abbot's medical skills, he should be able to tell. As long as the abbot can make him slightly better, this round will be considered a draw."

Seeing him for the first time, Honghai curled his lips and said, "I thought it was some kind of disease, such a small problem..."

"Small problem? Little mage, do you not understand, or are you pretending to understand? This is frostbite, and no one in the world can cure it. It is already remarkable if it can be effective." Someone explained.

Hong Haier is very aware of Fangzheng's methods, and if he really gets angry, it is not impossible to bring the dead back to life after a miracle, let alone a disease?

Seeing the disapproval look on Hong Boy's face, he followed the embassy staff behind Park Changming and said, "Little guy, not everyone can be cured of this disease. If you don't understand, it's better not to talk, so as not to brag. Tongue flashed."

Hong Haier slapped Pu Mingdai before, and people in South Korea didn't like him a bit. Although he is a child, he still said something to find a balance.

Just as Hong Haier was about to say something, Fangzheng patted his head, shook his head and said, "This disease can't be cured by the teacher."

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar!

Is this an admission of defeat?

When Pu Changming heard this, he immediately smiled, stared at Fangzheng and said, "Master, are you admitting defeat?"

Fangzheng nodded slightly and said: "This disease, if the poor monk doesn't want to cure it, it's an admission of defeat."

"Pfft... Sure enough, there is such a master as there is an apprentice. The apprentice likes to brag, and the master is thick-skinned... Tsk tsk..." A staff member of the embassy shook his head and mocked.

At this moment, a familiar voice shouted with a bit of air and pain: "If you can cure it, treat it, if you can't cure it, you admit defeat, if you say nothing, you can't cure it...You monk, you really are shameless!"

Fangzheng heard the sound and looked, only to see Pu Mingdai who had just been knocked out just woke up and was staring at him angrily.

Seeing this, Fangzheng immediately smiled, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, is the benefactor awake? This is the best, benefactor Park, don't you want to check the other disciple's body?"

Only then did Pu Changming come to his senses, and hurried over to check it out. He was surprised to find that although Fangzheng's slap was harsh, the contents of Pu Mingdai's stomach were indeed gone! As for the others, they were all flesh wounds, and it was enough to take care of them, so he was relieved. Standing up, he said, "Abbot Fangzheng, since you are dead, this is an admission of defeat. Do you still need to take action?"

Fangzheng shook his head and said, "No need, let's go to the next round."