The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 1562
When they confirmed again that the wound was real and the blood was really no longer flowing, the surprise on their faces turned into disbelief.

What I fear most is the sudden silence in the air. For a moment, there was silence in the audience seats.

Park Zhiyin raised her head proudly and said proudly: "Acupuncture stopped the bleeding, I did it."

Chen Zhixing's eyes were fixed on the wound on Quan Xiangyu's left hand, and his face suddenly turned extremely pale.

Then, the corners of Chen Zhixing's mouth trembled, and his body trembled as he took two steps back. He lost his balance and fell to the ground with a plop.

"Mr. Chen!" Wen Zhengqing and others were shocked and quickly went to help him.

After Chen Zhixing was helped up by everyone, his chest rose and fell rapidly, his face turned sickly red, and he opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but no words came out.

Seeing Chen Zhixing being beaten like this, Park Zhiyin and Quan Xiangyu looked at each other and laughed proudly one after another.

Amid the laughter of Park Ji-yin and Kwon Sang-woo, the faces of the Chinese medicine practitioners became extremely embarrassed.

They have tried their best to figure out how acupuncture can stop bleeding.

The students in the audience were like eggplants beaten by frost for a moment. Although they were angry in their hearts, they were powerless.

What's more, I began to have doubts in my heart. Could it be that the origin of Chinese traditional medicine really comes from Goryeo?

When things have developed to this point, how can Ye Feng allow these two Korean stickmen to be arrogant anymore? He stood up and sneered: "Acupuncture to stop bleeding is just a trivial skill, but to be so arrogant, how superficial!"

Ye Feng's words immediately attracted Pu Zhiyin's attention. He stopped laughing, looked at Ye Feng, and asked: "Since it's just a small skill, why can't you Chinese doctors do it?"

"No? Funny! How could I, a Chinese medicine doctor, not know such a simple thing?"

Ye Feng looked at Park Zhiyin as if he were an idiot: "For stopping bleeding, Chinese traditional medicine practitioners have always recommended cold compressing wounds with traditional Chinese medicine. This method can not only stop bleeding quickly, but also promote wound healing and rapid muscle growth."

"Although acupuncture can stop the wound from bleeding, it cannot heal the wound. Therefore, it can be said that the practicality of acupuncture to stop bleeding is too small. In Chinese traditional medicine, it is a minor detail."

"You Koreans are so complacent because you have learned a scrap of Chinese traditional medicine, so to say you are superficial is to flatter you."

Ye Feng's strong reply boosted his own momentum, causing the silent students to burst into laughter.

"You're right, acupuncture to stop bleeding is really flashy."

"Korean people, please remember that traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture are not for performance and showoff, but for treating illnesses and saving lives!"

"Even if you use acupuncture to stop the bleeding, you still have to take medicine in the end. What's the difference between this seemingly useless treatment and taking off your pants and farting?"

The embarrassment on the faces of the Chinese medicine experts disappeared, and they all launched a powerful counterattack against Park Zhiyin from a practical perspective.

Park Zhiyin and Quan Xiangyu were so stimulated by these words that their faces turned red, and they looked at Ye Feng angrily.

After a long while, Park Zhiyin said angrily: "I have seen the cunningness of you Chinese people today. But no matter how you quibble, in terms of acupuncture techniques, we won and you lost!"

"Really? Do you think the technique of acupuncture to stop bleeding is awesome?" Ye Feng looked at Park Zhiyin with a smile.

"Of course, is there any acupuncture technique that is higher than acupuncture to stop bleeding?" Park Zhiyin sneered.

"Of course, a higher technique than acupuncture to stop bleeding is called silver needle acupoint. As long as a silver needle is inserted into a specific acupuncture point, it will make you unable to move."

"Fart!" Pu Zhiyin looked unbelieving, "Don't think I haven't read your Chinese martial arts novels. That any acupuncture point can make a person unable to move is purely YY!"

"Hearing is false, seeing is believing. Since you don't believe it, how about I show it to you?" Ye Feng still had a harmless smile on his face.Ye Feng's words not only surprised the national TCM experts on the podium, but also made the students in the audience below excited.

"Silver needles on acupuncture points can make people unable to move. Is it true?"

"Why does it sound so mysterious? It should be impossible."

"Silver needles on acupuncture points can make people unable to move, which is impossible from a medical point of view."

"Since the young special guest dared to say it in front of so many people, and it didn't look like he was joking, maybe it's true."

Although everyone is skeptical about what Ye Feng said, deep down they still hope that what Ye Feng said is true. After all, now is a critical moment to gain face for Chinese medicine.

"Okay, then just let me open my eyes."

Pu Zhiyin thought that Ye Feng was talking nonsense. If there really was a silver needle acupuncture method, how could his master not know about it.

"In order to prevent you from saying that I am cheating, how about you try my silver needle acupuncture method yourself?" The smile on Ye Feng's face was very "sincere".

Park Zhiyin almost did not hesitate: "Yes, but the ugly thing is ahead. What if your silver needle acupuncture method fails?"

"What do you want to do?" Ye Feng asked.

"It's very simple." Park Zhiyin's eyes flashed with a hint of conspiracy, "I will call the media when the time comes, and you admit in front of the media that the source of Chinese traditional medicine is Korean medicine."

Ye Feng nodded: "Okay, no problem."

At this time, several national experts in traditional Chinese medicine could not sit still, and Chen Zhixing quickly dissuaded him: "Young man, the reputation of Chinese traditional medicine doctors cannot be easily gambled."

"Mr. Chen, don't worry, I won't lose." Ye Feng smiled at Chen Zhixing, his face full of confidence.

Without waiting for the other Chinese medicine players to speak, Ye Feng turned to Pu Zhiyin and asked: "What will happen if you lose?"

"What do you want to do?" Park Zhiyin looked arrogant.

Ye Feng thought for a while and said, "My request is very simple. You two kneel on the ground and run out of here together."

Hearing this, Park Zhiyin and Quan Xiangyu's expressions darkened.However, the two of them didn't say anything more. In their opinion, Ye Feng was definitely defeated.

Ye Feng took the needle bag from the table, took out a silver needle from it, looked at Pu Zhiyin and said with a smile: "I'm going to take action, take off all your shirts now."

"What? You want to take off your clothes?" Pu Zhiyin was a little surprised.

It would be too embarrassing to take off your upper body in front of everyone. Besides, the gymnasium is a big space, so it would not be fun if you catch a cold.

"Yes, how can you do acupuncture without taking off your clothes? You don't even have this bit of common sense, do you?"

After Ye Feng's sarcasm, Pu Zhiyin had no choice but to take off all the clothes on his upper body with a sullen face.

Park Ji-yoon's upper body is not only unfit, on the contrary, it looks like a skinny monkey.

In the stadium, mocking boos rang out.

(End of this chapter)