The female translator on the side was slightly stunned, as if she didn't expect Lin Yu to get this result, and asked softly, "Mr. He, are you... sure? Do I want to translate the truth?"
"No, I will translate it to her without saying a word!"
Lin Yu said with a gloomy face. He was very sure that the blonde's pulse was beating very regularly and stably, and there was no abnormality at all, so she was not sick at all!
He didn't understand why the British royal family had to choose a patient who was not sick to come in and mess around. If they wanted to test his and Park Sang-yu's medical skills, then this method would be a bit too naive and ridiculous.
After the female translator told the blonde as Lin Yu said, the blonde was obviously stunned, then seemed to have reacted, shook her head, and said with a sad look, "itshere!"
While speaking, she pointed at her face with her finger, while her other hand pulled off the mask from her face.
Lin Yu's face changed slightly, and the blonde girl's cheeks and mouth were covered with pea-sized acne around her nose, red, swollen and purple, dense, one after another, making her scalp numb, which greatly affected the blonde.
The beauty of a girl.
Lin Yu couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly when he saw this scene. It turned out that it was this disease...
When the blonde saw Lin Yu showing this expression, she couldn't help but frown and asked in confusion.
"Mr. He, she asked you if you can't cure?" the female translator hurriedly translated.
Lin Yu opened his mouth, and he was a little reluctant to speak but stopped.
Although this blonde has serious acne, this situation is a piece of cake for him. He only needs to develop a little medicinal paste and apply it three or four times to restore the skin to smooth and smooth. He even insists on using it for a while.
The beautiful snow skin beauty dew can heal naturally.
But today is an acupuncture competition. This disease is not suitable for treatment with acupuncture. It's like you have a thorn on your hand. You can pick it out with a needle, but you have to force you to use a big handful.
The machete is not correct at all.
Now he was completely sure. It seems that the British Royal Family really doesn’t understand traditional Chinese medicine! Of course, it is also possible that the British Royal Family deliberately made things difficult for them! But he just bumped into it!
But no matter how much he explains these words to the blonde, it is useless. After all, the blonde only recognizes the effect within 45 minutes. Lin Yu is well cured, so she gives Lin Yu a high score. If it cannot be cured, then it is natural
It's just a low score, or even a zero score.
Fortunately, Lin Yu is not as good as ordinary people. He can really treat it with acupuncture, but using acupuncture to treat it requires a certain amount of time to recover the skin. Forty-five minutes is really a bit hasty for him.
But at this time he had no other way, so he could only bite the bullet and go.
His treatment plan is very simple, which is to directly squeeze out the pus and blood from the blonde acne, then prevent inflammation, and use acupuncture to promote the flow of blood on the skin on the face, so that the skin can reduce swelling and smooth it as soon as possible.
Although this treatment plan is simple, the most needed is time.
Seeing that there was no anesthetic, Lin Yu pricked two injections on the acupoint on the blonde's neck to play an anesthetic effect. After the blonde reported that it was already all over her neck, Lin Yu asked her to wear an eye mask and then put it on her own.
Good medical gloves squeezed acne one by one on her face, and white fat rolled out with pus and blood, making her look a little nauseous.
The female translator on the side couldn't help but turn her head and couldn't bear to look at her.
Lin Yu looked calm and steadily squeezed the acne factor on the blonde's face, squeezing all the fat and pus and blood accumulated in his pores.
At this time, the blonde's face was even more miserable than before. The place where the acne originally grew swollen and red and black.
"Disin me the water!"
Lin Yu asked the staff beside him to go through disinfectant, and then he fell on the blonde's face. The blonde only felt the numbness on his face and no pain at all.
Then Lin Yu dipped some clean water with a tissue paper and applied it to the lower half of the blonde's face. At the same time, he pricked several needles on several acupoints on her face that removed blood and stasis, and kept twisting and pinching them to penetrate the spiritual power.
, relieve blood stasis.
Although the swelling on the blonde's face is slowly stretching at a speed visible to the naked eye, it is obviously impossible to turn the red and swollen acne marks into white and tender skin in a limited time.
However, Lin Yu still gritted his teeth and made a lasting effort. He knew that success or failure was a success or failure, so he kept injecting spiritual power into the blonde's body, praying that it could remove the acne marks on her face.
"Okay, the time is up! Mr. He, I'm sorry, you have to stop!"
The timekeeper next to him immediately pressed the stopwatch and reminded Lin Yu.
Lin Yu sighed softly, then took back the silver needle.
The blonde quickly took the mirror and saw that all the acne on her face had been eliminated, leaving only some pink acne marks. She couldn't help but look overjoyed and kept muttering words like "incredible" and "too magical"
.
It's true that she touched the acne marks on her face, and her eyes looked a little regretful.
Lin Yu's heart moved and hurriedly explained, "Don't worry, this acne scar will disappear within an hour, and then your face will become flawless again!"
After the female translator finished translating, the blonde nodded and smiled and said, "thankyou!"
After the staff sent the blonde into the backstage, Lin Yu's diagnosis and treatment work was completed.
Because I was far away, I couldn't hear what Lin Yu said to the patient, so everyone present was very confused. I didn't know how Lin Yu treated these three people, so I couldn't help but talk.
"The treatment is so fast, I'm going to say it should be fine!"
"It's hard to say, Chinese medicine emphasizes that haste will not be achieved!"
"Yes, the scoring criteria are mainly based on the patient's subjective feelings, so it's really hard to say!"
"It seems that we can only leave it to fate..."
At this time, Park Sang-yu had already finished treatment. He greeted the last contestant confidently, and then stood up calmly.
"Please wait for two, our staff will go in and do the scoring statistics immediately! The score system is a percentage system, based on the total score of the three patients!" Prince Louis's assistant said excitedly, "Because the first round is the first round."
It's a draw, so the total score of this round will directly determine who is the winner today!"
After he said that, the audience was restless and whispered to each other. Some were full of confidence, while others were full of worry.
Jiang Yan and Ye Qingmei held their hands tightly, and cold sweat broke out in the palm of their hands, obviously very nervous.
"Don't worry, my son-in-law will definitely win!" Jiang Jingren raised his head, looking calm.
"Brother, Mr. He will definitely win, right?" Li Qianying pursed her lips tightly, her face slightly pale.
"Yes, such a powerful person, there will be ghosts if he doesn't win!" Li Qianqian said with a frown.
At this time, Wan Shiling and others were smiling. One of the old Chinese doctors said, "He Jiarong, the boy who just treated the female foreigner should have acne. Using acupuncture to treat acne is simply nonsense. After he finished treating the woman
My face was still red, and I told me that this kid would definitely lose!"
"Hehe, I think so too!" Another old Chinese doctor nodded immediately and echoed, "On the other hand, Park Sang-yu has more treatments!"
"Haha, okay, all Chinese medicine colleagues. If he loses, our faces are not glorious. I hope he can win..."
Wan Shiling suddenly interrupted them in a hypocritical way. The reason he said this was because he concluded that Lin Yu would lose.
Because she had been worried about the blonde's skin condition, Lin Yu's face was solemn and seemed a little worried.
Park Sang-yu, who was beside him, looked calm and radiant, and he could tell that he was very confident.
"He Jiarong, I have said a long time ago that you are insulting yourself, but you don't believe it!" Park Sang-yu glanced coldly at Lin Yu and sneered, "You can wait and kowtow to me and become a disciple!"
Lin Yu glanced at him, with a calm face and said nothing.
"With both China and South Korea, please send two representatives and our staff to go in and count the scores to ensure the fairness of the score results!" Prince Louis's assistant spoke to the representatives of China and South Korea on the rostrum.
It can be seen that the British Royal Family has also taken great pains to make the fairness of this competition.
After all, if they cheat, they will be their own princess.
Subsequently, the Ministry of Health of China and South Korea sent two representatives over there.
After two gangs of staff entered for more than ten minutes, they walked out one after another, and one of them handed the final score list to Prince Louis.
"Okay, the final statistics have come out, and I will announce it next!"
Prince Louis said loudly holding the document in his hand, and his translator also translated in unison, "First of all, what I want to announce is the score of Mr. He Jiarong, who represents Chinese traditional Chinese medicine,!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire auditorium suddenly became silent. No matter which country the audience came from, they were all listening to his words intently.
"The first patient gave a score of one hundred!"
As soon as Prince Louis finished speaking, a burst of cheers burst out from the entire hall.
After all, there are mostly Chinese people present, so the voice is naturally loud.
"Quiet! Quiet!" Prince Louis's assistant shouted twice.
"The second patient gave a score of one hundred!"
The entire venue burst into cheers again, but this time it became quiet soon, and everyone was anxiously waiting for the final result.
"The third patient gave a rating of eighty ten!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire venue suddenly became an uproar, and then there was another cheer. The difference was that this cheer came from the Korean audience present.
The Chinese audience immediately drooped their heads like eggplants beaten by frost.
They really didn't expect the third patient to give such a low score. After all, if a fight for such a master, one or two points may be defeated, not to mention being deducted twenty points at once!
Lin Yu's expression also changed slightly. He had long thought that the blonde would not give full marks, but he did not expect that she would give such a low score...
Jiang Yan, Ye Qingmei, Jiang Jingren and others were also pale, and they opened their mouths for a moment, obviously with disbelief on their faces.
"Brother, why is this happening!" Li Qianying's eyes were filled with tears and he blamed himself, "It's all my fault, I hurt Mr. He..."
"It's okay, haven't you read the score of that Korean stick yet?" Li Qianqiu said gritting his teeth. Although he knew it seemed unlikely, he still had a glimmer of hope for it.
"Hahahaha, what am I talking about!"
Wan Shiling and others burst into unscrupulous laughter.
They were the only group of smiling Chinese audiences besides the Koreans present.
"Okay, okay, young people, it's a good thing to suffer some setbacks!" Wan Shiling narrowed his eyes, feeling unspeakable. For him, he saw Lin Yu in front of so many people with his own eyes.
It’s embarrassing, and it’s even more satisfying to shave Lin Yu!
"Mr. He, I've given up!"
Park Sang-yu also looked at Lin Yu with a smile and said proudly, "This time, I will win! Moreover, I can tell you that my final score will be full!"
When he said this, he was full of confidence and decisive, and seemed to have known his score for a long time.