Seeing Ma Hong make such a guarantee, the experts on the scene also chose to believe it.

They all know that Ma Hong is a very honorary person.

Being able to guarantee his reputation is enough to prove the authenticity of his words.

In this regard, the experts also accepted the final result.

Seeing that he unexpectedly won the championship, Yang Yiran cried with joy.

He thanked Wang Fugui from the bottom of his heart.

Since I met him, I have been helping myself in every aspect.

First, he helped me solve my knowledge problems, and then cured my mother's condition.

This time, I helped myself win the championship.

This series of kindness made Yang Yiran not know how to repay it.

After the award ceremony, Ai Shihao glanced at Wang Fugui.

Then, he stood up and left the scene.

The champion who had already won was actually snatched away by Wang Fugui.

Such a shame must be paid by Wang Fugui.

"Mr. Wang, Mr. Ma is looking for you."

The referee found Wang Fugui and said.

Hearing this sentence, Wang Fugui nodded slightly.

"Yang Yiran, then I'll go there first."

"Just wait for me in the room. When I come back, we will go back to school together."

Wang Fugui looked at Yang Yiran and said.

"Senior Wang, go, then I'll wait for you to come back in the room."

Yang Yiran replied with a smile.

He even had a different meaning to Wang Fugui in his eyes.

Afterwards, Wang Fugui left with the referee.

And he knew very well in his heart that Ma Hong’s purpose might be to help his eldest daughter treat her.

After all, it is only the only one who tells the treatment plan for this condition.

But I have to say that Ma Hong still doesn't believe in this treatment plan.

He did this just to bet that this treatment plan could work.

Although the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate and the special massage technique are very magical.

But Ma Hong still felt very difficult about this condition.

Soon, Wang Fugui walked in.

Seeing Wang Fugui's arrival, Ma Hong immediately stepped forward to greet him.

"Old Ma, this time I came to me to treat your eldest daughter."

"I will help you with this matter, but I have to wait until I finish the matter."

"Since I have told you the treatment plan, I will not leave your eldest daughter's illness alone."

Wang Fugui looked at Mr. Ma and said.

Hearing these words, Ma Hong was immediately surprised.

He didn't expect that Wang Fugui would take the initiative to raise this matter.

You know, the consumption of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate is too great.

So, he asked Wang Fugui with some anxiety what requests he had?

In response to this, Wang Fugui just shook his head with a smile.

“I don’t want anything from you.”

"I just hope to have my own status in the traditional Chinese medicine industry. I think Mr. Ma should be able to help me with this."

Wang Fugui replied.

Ma Hong was even more surprised when she heard this.

Treatment of some difficult and complicated diseases requires a lot of money.

Not to mention treating this condition, the Thirteen Injections of the Ghost Gate are required.

The cost of this thing can be said to be extremely high.

Ma Hong was originally ready to lose everything.

Unexpectedly, the conditions given by the other party were so simple.

Isn’t this a very simple thing to have your own status in the traditional Chinese medicine world?

It doesn't even need Ma Hong to take action personally.

Talents like Wang Fugui who have mastered the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Sect have their own place wherever they go.

Even more so, the status may be higher than that of Ma Hong.

Although Ma Hong is in a leading position in the traditional Chinese medicine industry in this city.

But compared to Wang Fugui, it is still slightly inferior.

The only thing that has the advantage may be your own experience and experience.

But in this regard, Ma Hong didn't think that his experience was much higher than that of Wang Fugui.

"Then let's just say that."

"Give me a contact information. I will contact you in person after I finish the matter at hand."

Wang Fugui continued.

Afterwards, Ma Hong gave his contact information to Wang Fugui.

...

That afternoon, Wang Fugui and his two returned to school.

As soon as I entered the gate, the vehicle was blocked by a large number of students.

All teachers and students in the school already know the results of this competition.

They were all surprised by Wang Fugui's ability, and they actually mastered the long-lost Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate.

In addition, he also helped Yang Yiran win the championship in this competition.

Without him, Yang Yiran would never have won the championship.

At this time, Wang Fugui was considered a well-known figure in the entire University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Even the aunt in the cafeteria knew about this.

The next day, media from all walks of life gathered outside the school gate.

They all came to invite Wang Fugui to publish a report about the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate.

Regarding the media's inquiries, Wang Fugui did not intend to disclose anything to the media.

"Please forgive me, I can't answer your questions."

"I once promised my master that everything about the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate cannot be revealed to the outside."

Hearing these words, some media reporters showed disappointment.

But they are also very clear about this.

I will definitely not be able to ask anything like this that has been lost for a long time.

Afterwards, he simply conducted some interviews with Wang Fugui.

After a busy morning, I was called sending the media away.

Just when Wang Fugui was about to turn around and return to school, someone suddenly called him behind him.

So Wang Fugui turned around.

I saw a very beautiful and charming female reporter standing in front of me.

He also wore a tight suit and his figure was fully displayed in front of Wang Fugui.

In an instant, Wang Fugui's eyes fell on the female reporter's chest.

Noting something was wrong with him, Wang Fugui moved his eyes away immediately.

"Mr. Wang, I am a reporter from the city's TV station."
To be continued...