Chapter 628 The Magical Monthly Ticket is Only Coming Together]
Li Yuanxing was filming his news, a newsreel that was somewhat deliberate and even biased toward soft advertising. Hu Xueyan was a reporter from China Channel, and her news itself was a very meaningful propaganda, so after discussion, Li Yuanxing's team believed
There must be a very in-depth self-introduction.
On the other side, Mr. Zhao appeared on the rostrum wearing a military uniform with more than a dozen medals hanging on his chest, plus several special battle medals.
Mr. Zhao strode towards his seat. When no one was seated, all the guests opposite turned around and stood at attention!
With a snap, the sound of the heels of military boots hitting each other was as loud as thunder, making many people's hearts tremble. The standard military salute made everyone present, whether reporters or family members of patients, stand up straight involuntarily.
A tough old general, a grateful military salute, and countless complex emotions were scattered in the venue at this time, but it was extremely difficult to describe in words. Several family members whose relatives had been ill for a long time and had lost confidence burst into tears on the spot.
"Thank you for caring about the body of an old guy who is about to die, thank you!"
Mr. Zhao nodded slightly, and at least half of the people in the audience bowed in response.
Vice President Xing came on stage and stood at the speaking desk: "Everyone, it won't take too long. Journalists can only ask ten questions in total, and patients and family members can ask fifteen questions. The total time cannot exceed one hour. Please understand.
. Now we will take ten minutes to invite the attending doctor from the Beijing Military Medical University, Mr. Zhao, as well as the doctors of our hospital, and Professor Ouyang, the director of the Institute of Ancient Prescriptions, to give a ten-minute introduction!"
Many people want to ask whether these ten minutes are included in this one hour.
But who would waste an opportunity to ask questions?
The three professors came on stage and nodded to each other. The sixty-year-old professor who had been responsible for Mr. Zhao's health was the first to speak: "I'm not good at speaking. Let's talk with photos and data. This was within a month before taking the medicine.
A complete set of data and photos.”
After speaking, the professor actually stepped aside and let his assistant take charge of the operation.
Photos of Mr. Zhao in the hospital bed appeared on the big screen, followed by pathological data.
The assistant quickly turned the pages and said at the same time: "Please don't ask for the data. The official websites of the two military universities can have public parts."
I can't see the data clearly, but the photo.
Those patients who have been ill for a long time do not know that they are counting the days to survive.
He may die at any time.
Next, a professor from the Gucheng Military Medical University came on stage: "I, I, I think..." At this point, the professor sighed: "Forget it, let's use photos too!" After that, he left directly.
At the podium, two professors from the Military University who only focused on pathological research looked at each other and smiled, and both shook their heads gently.
Speaking on stage is really not suitable for them.
When they reach their status, it is easy to stop giving lectures.
They can have academic exchanges and talk about pathology, but they can only have three minutes, and they really don’t know what to talk about.
A doctoral student came on stage and was also flipping through the pages of photos and data quickly.
Among the increasingly healthy photos, the last one actually showed Mr. Zhao eating braised pork and a glass of rice wine, which made countless people exclaim.
Professor Ouyang came on stage.
"Everyone, the effect of this medicine is only one-third of the effect at most. I have been by Mr. Zhao's side since he started taking the medicine. From being unable to get out of bed to suddenly being able to get out of bed overnight, there are some
There is a secret that I cannot know. Today’s meeting is just to promote ancient medicine. As a researcher and a doctor, my professional ethics tell me that we cannot exaggerate the efficacy of any medicine."
Suddenly, all the reporters' signs were raised, asking questions.
Professor Ouyang stretched out his hand gently and continued.
"Second point, as we all know, Chinese medicines also have good or bad quality. There is a difference between artificially grown and natural medicinal materials. Mr. Zhao takes wild medicinal materials carefully collected by the owner of the prescription, but the medicinal materials used in large-scale production are
Artificially grown ones are naturally less effective. After pharmacological testing, the difference is about 30%."
It doesn't matter if it's bad, as long as it can cure the disease.
It's just that the dosage is increased and the effect is weaker.
Professor Ouyang stepped aside, and Vice President Xing stood on the podium again. "Now, let's start asking questions."
Countless signs were raised, and Vice President Xing pointed at one at random.
"Excuse me, why don't you fully disclose all the treatment contents? Is the rest of the treatment confidential in order to take into account special confidentiality?"
"The remaining part has two parts. The combination of the three is the reason for Mr. Zhao's rapid recovery. I can answer this for you, but please be considerate and don't ask too much about this question."
The reporter who asked the question immediately expressed his gratitude upon hearing this.
"First of all, there is something very mysterious. It is up to everyone to believe it or not. The owner of the prescription is Li Yuanxing, who personally treated Mr. Zhao. The treatment took one night, in which he used a kind of medicated oil and combined with his personal massage
And a kind of acupuncture technique that no one has ever seen before. I asked, and Li Yuanxing replied that he used internal energy. After that, Mr. Zhao began to follow Li Yuanxing to learn his health-preserving skills, and this is how he achieved the current recovery results!"
Internal strength! This kind of thing is really mysterious.
I'm afraid no one would believe it, but there is a rumor on the Internet that the sword that Li Yuanxing used to kill the Japanese sword god puppy was close to the speed of a hummingbird's wings.
This is no longer something ordinary people can do.
And speaking of strength, no one could cut a person in half with a knife. What's more, after Li Yuanxing left the competition arena, the dead man was split into two halves.
Kung Fu is definitely real.
Countless patients and family members were almost jumping to their feet.
Vice President Xing pointed at one person: "Which family member would like to ask a question, but please stay calm?"
"Please, please!" After being selected to ask a question, this family member was so excited that he was speechless: "How can I learn that kind of health-preserving skills, and how can I buy that kind of medicinal oil?"
Vice President Xing nodded slightly, and first motioned for the person asking the question to sit down, and then said: "Li Yuanxing has the secret recipe for medicinal oil, but not only are the two medicinal materials in the wild low in quantity, but they are also too difficult to prepare, and the cost is too high
It may increase the medicinal oil a hundred times. At present, the research institute is studying the preparation method on the one hand, and expanding the artificial planting area on the other hand. Please give us some time and please be considerate!"
This explanation is already very perfect.
"Regarding Li Yuanxing's skills, we in China have been divided into sects since ancient times, and there are also stories of successors. Mr. Zhao and Li Yuanxing's grandfather once experienced life and death on the battlefield together, but we must let Li Yuanxing fully and selflessly announce the skills
, I personally think it’s a bit overwhelming. So we proposed to take a step back, retain the martial arts and martial arts, and make the health-preserving techniques public. Li Yuanxing accepted this proposal.”
There were cheers in the venue.
"When will it be announced?" another reporter asked.
"Originally it was said to be today, but Li Yuanxing chose to back off. He invited several Chinese martial arts masters to make the final argument, and hoped to selectively select a hundred people to practice. After seeing the actual results, he would officially announce it.
."
After Vice President Xing answered, he held up the water glass.
At this time, a reporter suddenly stood up and shouted: "It should be announced completely selflessly, why does he have to hold back! Such a selfish person does not deserve it..."
Bang! Mr. Zhao slapped his hand on the table: "Why? Why do you say why? Why should I give you my personal belongings for free? You are from that newspaper."
"Dahan..."
"Get out, get out. I will only talk to Chinese people in this meeting, get out." Mr. Zhao was so angry that he was shaking.
Several orderlies quickly came to the stage and helped Mr. Zhao away.
At this time, dozens of people in the venue rushed over to beat the reporter, but the reporter was finally protected by security guards and got out.
Just outside the venue, the person who was arrested in the chaos had his bag secretly dropped, and then an unconscious reporter was thrown to the side of the road. The security guard took the phone and called 120.
In a van in the parking lot, the reporter who had just asked questions at the conference was pulling off his wig and taking off his clothes.
"Burn all these in a while." The person who spoke turned out to be Liu Mingxuan, and the person who took off his clothes was one of his confidants. After packing everything, the confidant asked: "Uncle Liu, what are the benefits of doing such a thing?
?”
"It's no good, but they are like mud falling off their pants. In short, they can't explain it. They even filed a lawsuit saying that Yuanxing's prescription was stolen from them. These shameless people went wild on our territory and refused to give it to them.
Just teach us where to put our faces, this matter must be kept secret, don’t let Xingzi know about it.”
Liu Mingxuan smiled.
How many outstanding retired scouts he has under his command will catch a stray when entering the venue, use fake reporters to find an opportunity to shout a few random words, and then let the people who sneak in chase them.
Then when I went out, I would drop my bag and leave the knocked-out person there without anyone noticing.
As for the one who fainted and refused to admit it, it doesn't matter at all.
Liu Mingxuan just wanted to vent his anger on Li Yuanxing and find a reason to keep the goods in stock.
Another reason why Liu Mingxuan was fearless was that his plan got Mr. Zhao's approval, and even the security guards were replaced by several of Mr. Zhao's guards.
While asking the driver to leave quickly, he asked: "Are Liangzi's eight thousand navy troops ready? They will drown the sticks with their spit tonight. Give Yuan Xing some vent, and then arrange for the pharmaceutical company below to stop negotiating with the sticks."
, I will just stop taking the medicine for them, and anyone who is not convinced will come to me, and I won’t give any face to anyone this time.”
Liu Mingxuan arranged it with confidence. It was the first time for him to do something like this, but he didn't feel any guilt in his heart.
Mr. Zhao is already holding the tea cup, smelling the aroma of tea in the cup, with a subtle smile on his face. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)