The stall was exposed to 60 million

Zhang Jingchun smiled.

"Don't you see it right now? Okay, I'm finished. The scum Huis should try the medicine in front of everyone. If it doesn't work, go back quickly."

This time, the experts of these foreigners were angry.

Especially in the presence of the media at home and abroad, especially the Lancet magazine, it is impossible for them to let a young man in a long gown donate nothing.

"Who is he, let him hurry down..."

Fang Tiancheng hurriedly called the security to come up, Zhang Jingchun blocked it and said, "Okay, don’t pull me, I’m still saying that. They can’t cure it. I’ll be in front of all the cameras later. I’ll be with you. Witness the miracle, that's it."

"Master, Master Zhang, I won't let them see, I will let you see."

At this time, the old Wang who was sitting behind saw Zhang Jingchun coming over, he was suddenly excited, but he let the security guard hold him down.

"Well, marry him over and let our foreign experts try their special medicine."

Several experts held their heads tall and walked over confidently.

At this time, all the reporters and guns were clacking.

"Everyone is optimistic. This is a specially formulated potion based on the sample that we sent. You only need to apply it and it will be effective in less than an hour."

When I saw the old Wang's hand, he had now infected two fingers, and the situation was very bad.

At this time, Zhuang Yiran understood that Zhang Jingchun must be given a chance, and these foreigners like to shame the most. Although he was puzzled by Zhang Jingchun's words, he was still full of expectations.

As they applied the potion, they suggested: "Wait, I have something to say."

At this time, all the shots were aimed at Zhuang Yiran.

"First of all, we are very happy to invite a team of foreign experts to see this special case. We are also willing to believe in their abilities, but there is a case for everything. If foreign experts can't cure the disease, wouldn't it? ..."

At this moment, the golden-haired foreign expert couldn't help but smile.

"Our medicine has a special effect on this unknown virus. There is absolutely no case. What do you want to say? Are you trying to make a name for us while we are here?"

When Zhuang Yiran heard this, she laughed: "Puff, are you kidding me? I don't want to take advantage of your reputation, but I am pregnant with your medical level. Zhang Jingchun, who just spoke, is a good friend of mine. He is not only good at Feng Shui. And if you are proficient in Chinese medicine, if you have that ability, you may wish to do this. Now that the old king has infected another hand, you will leave a finger for Zhang Jingchun to try. The result will definitely understand, but you just don’t know what you so-called experts ,dare?"

At this time, the translator quickly translated for them.

When the blond male doctor heard it, he laughed.

"What are you talking about, Chinese medicine? How can your Chinese medicine doctors compare with our Western medicine doctors? You are all messy grasses, branches, and vomiting insects. Can you call medicine?"

Fang Tiancheng knew at this time that he had no chance, so of course he didn't want Zhang Jingchun to show the limelight.

So he hurriedly said: "That's right, stop making trouble, this disease is so serious, how can Chinese medicine work, so many cameras are directed to the live broadcast? If this is spread abroad, we must not make our Chinese medicine doctors decent. ?"

"Well, it doesn't matter if you don't dare. Anyway, I believe that our Chinese medicine is better than Western medicine. The reason why they dare not challenge is probably because of a guilty conscience."

When the translator said it, those foreign experts were all anxious.

Jin Mao looked disdainful at this moment: "Okay, then let him come over, I want to see who hits whose face?"

Don't mention Zhuang Yiran's happiness, so she forced Zhang Jingchun over.

The foreigner looked at Zhang Jingchun's eyes with disdain.

Zhang Jingchun looked at him and shook his head: "Let them look at it first, keep that one, and divide it into different matters."

"Okay, then I will let you see whose medicine is powerful."

The expert was also out of anger, and the index finger that had taken the test said: "Come on, let's treat this index finger, and you will treat this middle finger."

"Whatever."

I saw a beautiful blonde doctor who carefully untied the bandaged fingers.

And picked up the medicine and applied it very carefully.

At this time, the scenes were all live, and when everyone watched the painting, they held their breath and looked forward to the result.

The large screen above the hospital also broadcasts the changes of the fingers online.

Everyone is waiting anxiously.

One minute.

ten minutes.

twenty minutes.

Half an hour...

The entire venue was very quiet, quietly observing the changes of Lao Wang's fingers.

However, everyone's patience is very limited. After watching for half an hour, there is no reaction at all, they are a little bit dysfunctional.

"Hey, you crooked country benevolence, can you do it, there is no movement at all?" Zhang Jingchun broke the calm first.

After breaking the calm, everyone finally spoke.

"Yes, it won't be blowing, right? One hour will be fine. It's been half of the time, and there hasn't been any movement. What's the matter?"

"Master Zhang, go ahead, waiting for their effect is a waste of life."

"That's it, saying that our Chinese medicine is not good, Master Zhang slapped them in the face severely."

Those foreign experts, who could not understand Chinese, asked the interpreter: "What do they mean."

The translator is also a beautiful Chinese sister, so she said very perfunctorily: "He praised you for being handsome, and Zhang Jingchun is cheering for you!"

Several foreigners were amused at this and smiled at Zhang Jingchun.

Zhang Jingchun smiled at them instinctively at this time, then turned to ask Zhuang Yiran and said: "This foreigner is not a pervert, is he smiling at me? He likes men?"

Others didn't know, but Zhuang Yiran, who had returned from studying abroad, of course understood what was going on, so he whispered something quietly. When Zhang Jingchun heard it, he immediately gave this little translator a thumbs up.

The translator smiled.

So he hurried to the foreigner and translated it again: "Look, Zhang Jingchun praised you? He said that your expert team is very good."

When these crooked nuts heard them, they all showed smiles and gave Zhang Jingchun a thumbs back.

However, Zhang Jingchun smiled at everyone and said: "I saw that they had no medicine, nothing happened, and I thought it was great. Wait a minute, let everyone see the effect of our Chinese medicine."

It's been an hour in a flash.

Zhang Jingchun came over, took a look, and shook his head: "Crooked nuts, if you see it, your medicine is really not good."

Talking and stretching out-thumbs out and slowly turn down.

"you……"

Zhuang Yiran was so happy in her heart that she quickly said, "Now, our Mr. Zhang Jingchun will be invited to try his Chinese medicine reagents, please."

At this time, Fang Tiancheng pulled her and said in a low voice, "Yiran, stop making trouble. I checked his information just now. He is a man who sets up a stall and fortune-telling. He doesn't understand medicine at all. What should I try? , Do you think this is a joke? Where are the reporters from The Lancet? He is playing tricks here, and is he ashamed to go abroad?"

After speaking, he quickly announced and let Zhang Jingchun go down.

Unexpectedly, the few crooked nut experts were unhappy.

"Wait, that kid, didn't you say he could do it? Then let him try. He shamed us, and we shame him."

The little translator-sister is translating their original words.

Just as Zhang Jingchun wanted to go up, Zhuang Yiran gently pulled him.

"Zhang Jingchun, can you do it?"

"How can a man say no, just wait and see."

Then he walked over.

At this moment, the old Wang was so happy that he shouted enthusiastically, "Master Zhang, as soon as I guess they are not good enough, just wait for you? Hurry up and see for me, my fingers will be discarded. It’s so painful that I can’t sleep all night long.”

"Don't worry, it will be done right away."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of yellow paper from his pocket, opened it, and took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket.

Everyone in the venue looked at the stage intently, wondering what Jingchun would do?

It feels like doing things?

After holding the bottle in one hand and taking it in half, I started to mutter something.

Everyone laughed. To be honest, Zhuang Yiran was also speechless at this time, thinking Zhang Jingchun, what kind of plane are you doing, so many cameras are facing you?Why do you still recite the sutra?

This is not to let you supersede others.

"Zhang Jingchun, what are you doing? You don't want to see it at all. If you don't see it, tell me earlier, can you stop messing up these messy things here?"

Before I finished my words, I heard "Bang!" and saw that the yellow paper suddenly went into flames, frightening several foreigners and experts. An old man was so scared that he sat on the ground.

Zhang Jingchun turned the yellow paper burning out of thin air on the small porcelain bottle a few times, then threw it on the ground and stomped it out.

Then I opened the small porcelain bottle and found a small brush on it.

I deliberately let the lens give a close-up of the paste on the little hairbrush.

Thick, sticky, a little dark green.

"Everyone is optimistic. This is my special poisonous sore medicine. Now we will witness the strangeness. It will work within five minutes. Let them see if Chinese medicine is good or Western medicine is good."

When these words came out, everyone was shocked, and they didn't expect that it would only take five minutes.

Is this too fast?

Zhuang Yiran thought that Zhang Jingchun, this kid, is getting more and more daring to blow, so he has to give himself more time, isn't it, five minutes, even if he puts on Piyanping, it doesn't take effect so quickly, right?

"Master Zhang, hurry up, I can't wait anymore." Lao Wang shouted eagerly at this time.

Xie Yuliang's cheering voice was heard beside him: "Master, come on, and master will win."

But Zhang Jingchun didn't bother at this moment, and applied the medicine paste to his middle finger.

"wire……"

As soon as it was applied, the old king gasped.

The reporter was also curious, and quickly asked: "Pharaoh, what's wrong with you, how do you feel."

"It's cool, it's so cold, it's even a bit of ice...Oh, let me go, why, how come it feels a bit hot again, silk, no way, master, my hand feels like burning, what's going on? Ah... "

Everyone did not expect that at this time, the expression of Lao Wang was very uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, this medicine is called Binghuoliangtian, just stick to it!"

At this time, Lao Wang was hot and cold, and he kept shouting.

The other hand was scratching uncomfortably, as if a hundred ants scratched his heart...