After Liu Yang gave up, a burst of regret sounded in the audience.

After all, the two of them were just starting to diagnose, but unexpectedly, the winner was decided.

"Although Wang Zhen is obviously more clever than Liu Yang's diagnosis, he is a little too unconfident to admit defeat now."

"Yes, at least I have to try the treatment. Maybe Liu Yang's treatment method is better than Wang Zhen?"

"You don't know what's going on. Liu Yang hasn't even diagnosed his illness now. How can he treat him?"

"That's right, but although Liu Yang's diagnosis is not detailed, it's not too far."

In fact, Liu Yang's performances were pretty good before. Although he was not as dazzling as Wang Zhen, he was excellent enough in the first two rounds. Not to mention that he was very fond of it, but he was absolutely annoying.

But from a small diagnosis, the two of them decided the outcome.

If you really want to say something, Liu Yang lost too much, and everyone felt that it was not worth it for him.

"Wang Zhen, Chinese medicine diagnosis is a very rigorous thing. I cannot deny this. You are more detailed than me now. There must be a better way to cure the disease than me. Before I leave the competition, I want to see how you cure this disease."

Liu Yang was a little dissatisfied.

Because as a Chinese medicine doctor, Wang Zhen doesn’t even have silver needles, how can he treat the disease?

In fact, Wang Zhen may be the only one among all the contestants who does not use silver needles to treat diseases.

The contestants present had noticed this a long time ago, and they also wanted to see what tricks Wang Zhen had to treat the disease!

"Didn't I say it before?" Wang Zhen picked up his long flute again: "I'll play the flute to treat the disease!"

"Can you really treat a disease by playing the flute? Are you kidding?" Liu Yang couldn't help but look at him face it. He felt that Wang Zhen was not kidding.

"Of course, otherwise why would I keep saying that I am good at playing the flute?" Wang Zhen smiled indifferently.

"Okay, then you just play the flute and cure this little girl's illness." Liu Yang said.

"No problem, her illness is not a serious illness, and it is very suitable for me to play the flute to treat the disease." Wang Zhen smiled and picked up the long flute and pressed his fingers on the flute hole.

The audience's attention was also focused on Wang Zhen at the same time.

Everyone wants to hear how Wang Zhen plays the flute to cure his illness. What is the mystery behind this?

Wang Zhen smiled indifferently, kissed the flute hole with his lips, and poured out his breath, as if it were the substance. In an instant, the whole long flute was penetrated by this breath, making a crisp sound of the flute.

"True Qi Yu Xiao?" Lynch's eyes condensed. The breath that Wang Zhen exhaled was real and very thick.

And this true energy, after the long whistle, was filled with a hint of true energy, which made people feel that his flute sound was very strange, as if it could cleanse a person's heart.

In fact, it is the true qi in the sound of the flute that works.

As the sound of the flute came into the little girl's ears, the little girl was stunned and then looked at Wang Zhen in great surprise.

"Dad, are you back?" The little girl hesitated. Her body was slowly moisturized by the true energy in the flute sound and gradually began to recover.

"I am not your father, and your parents are no longer here." Wang Zhen's skill in playing the flute is amazing. He actually used the musical notes of the long flute, so he said this strangely.

In fact, there are many folk artists who use musical instruments to speak.

But the difference is that Wang Zhen’s words were filled with true energy and penetrated into the little girl’s ears.

"Why are my parents gone? Uncle, were you lying to me?" Surprisingly, the little girl was very calm at this moment.

If it were before, someone told her parents indirectly, the little girl would definitely be very excited.

But now, the little girl didn't know why, as if there was a very close person coaxing her.

"I didn't lie to you. Your parents are dead. Now, you must be strong and learn to live alone, so that your parents under the spring can rest assured." Wang Zhen continued to play the flute and communicated with the little girl in the sound of the flute.

"Uncle, I actually knew for a long time that my parents were dead, and I also knew that I had to learn to live a strong life, but I just miss them, I really miss them..." said the little girl.

"I'll play a song for you." Wang Zhen said in the sound of the flute.

"Okay, uncle, I want to listen to the little star." said the little girl.

"No problem..." Wang Zhen smiled indifferently, his fingers changed, like dancing on a long flute. Between the notes, a small star jumped out.

"A flash of shining, the sky is full of small stars, hanging in the sky, shining brightly, as if millions of small eyes, the sun slowly sinks to the west, and the crows go home in groups, the stars blink their little eyes, and they twinkle until dawn..."

This nursery rhyme has accompanied most people's childhood almost in this era.

The little girl slowly closed her eyes and pricked her ears to listen to the melodious melody. In her mind, it seemed that when she was young, the parents accompanied her and sang the wonderful time for Little Star to coax her. A smile gradually appeared on her face.

In fact, not only the little girl, but every audience present was brought into childhood by this nursery rhyme.

"I don't know why, I want to cry..."

"I haven't been back to see my parents in a long time."

"Looking at this little girl, looking at ourselves, I feel so lucky..."

For a moment, everyone on the scene was fascinated by the listening.

"So, playing the flute can really cure diseases!" Liu Yang listened to the sound of the flute in a daze, and suddenly, the last little dissatisfaction in his heart disappeared.

It was only now that he realized that Chinese medicine sometimes does not have to rely on silver needles to treat diseases. Many things, including some inconspicuous things around him, can be used to treat diseases.

"Wang Zhen, you are a respectable opponent, but my pursuit of medical skills will not stop. One day, I will surpass you." After Liu Yang said this, he left the venue calmly.

And at this moment, the song is over.

After Wang Zhen finished blowing this little star, he was sweating profusely. He kept using the true energy to blow the flute, and his consumption was very huge.

"Uncle, can I often listen to you brag about the little stars in the future?" the little girl said reluctantly.

"Yes." Wang Zhen said.

"Then we are friends, right?" said the little girl.

"That's right." Wang Zhen has always been alone and has almost no friends.

"Anyway, you brag about the little stars, that's my friend." The little girl giggled, her face was innocent and brilliant.

The staff next to him was surprised. He had been with the little girl for a year and had been treating her for a long time. Today, it was the first time he saw this little girl showing such a happy smile.

Little did she know that the true energy that Wang Zhen spread through the flute sound just now had cured the little girl's body. Her body has recovered now. At the same time, she also found some missing things from the flute sound, allowing her to slowly walk out of the illusion and forget those unpleasant things.

"This Wang Zhen is not simple." Lynch murmured to himself, and couldn't help but feel that he met a real opponent in this game.

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