Chapter 55 Gamble on the reputation of five thousand years!
Lin Bei kept moving, and another needle landed on the old man's heart.
As soon as the needle fell, the old man's eyes slowly opened, and from a brief absence of consciousness, they gradually became clear.
Beside me, the alarming medical equipment also subsided and turned back to blue and green, which represent safety.
Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes widened.
Luther was even more horrified and said: "This is impossible! Even my special medicine can't help. How can your two simple injections save Mr. Long!"
Du Hongze immediately said: "Brother Lin Bei must have the inheritance of the King of Medicine. He can even snatch people from the hands of the King of Hell with his thirteen soul-fixing needles. How can you, a white-skinned barbarian, understand this?"
Long Xiangjie was surprised and said: "The Thirteen Soul-fixing Acupuncture Needles? Isn't that a legend? Does this kind of acupuncture really exist?"
At this time, Lin Bei said calmly: "Yes, yes, but what I used was not the Thirteen Soul-Dinging Needles, just ordinary acupuncture to extend life."
Long Qianlan didn't care so much, stared at the old man and asked: "Grandpa! How are you?"
The old man touched his chest and felt extremely miraculous: "My heart feels much better, as if I have returned to the state it was in two years ago."
Hearing this, Luther on the side seemed to remember something and shouted: "I understand, everyone! It must be my special medicine that works. There is no legendary acupuncture method. They are all lies. Only we are great."
Advanced scientific methods are the real end point of medicine!"
After hearing this, Du Zehong became furious and cursed: "You white-skinned guy is so thick-skinned! It was clearly Lin Bei who saved Mr. Long, how dare you take the credit here?"
Luther said confidently: "Why are you taking credit? My special medicine has scientific basis and several years of clinical trial results. What does acupuncture of your Chinese medicine have? It's just a random prick, how can it save lives!"
"You...!" Du Zehong was furious and was about to continue arguing, but Lin Bei beside him stretched out his hand and stopped what he was about to say.
Lin Bei looked at Luther, his expression unchanged, and he just said lightly: "Mr. Luther, I admit that your medicine is effective, but it cannot save Mr. Long."
Luther shouted softly: "Nonsense! Mr. Long's condition has obviously improved. As long as the dose of medicine is increased, he will definitely recover!"
Lin Bei suddenly sneered after hearing this: "You are stubborn! Do you believe that as soon as I pull out the needle, Mr. Long will die on the spot?"
Of course Luther didn't believe it and cursed: "Bullshit! I think you are just a liar. You want to use some bullshit Chinese medicine to take away the credit for my lifelong research on special medicines!"
Lin Bei frowned and asked: "In this case, do you dare to take a gamble with me?"
Luther was stunned: "What are you betting on?"
Lin Bei said proudly: "Bet on whether I can cure Mr. Long with three needles!"
Luther burst into laughter, then looked at Lin Bei like a fool and said: "Three injections can cure a person? Do you think you are God? I finally understand why your traditional Chinese medicine cannot be passed down. It must be because of your descendants.
I can’t stand it anymore and I don’t want to continue acting with you!”
Lin Bei ignored his sarcasm and continued to ask: "I'm just asking you, do you dare to bet?"
Luther laughed again and said mockingly: "Okay! What do you want to bet with me?"
Lin Bei's face became serious and he said: "Traditional Chinese medicine has a reputation of five thousand years!"
Luther sneered and said: "Do you still have any reputation? Change it. If you bet one million, I might still agree."
"One million is too little! If you want to bet, bet bigger! Five million!"
At this time, a weak voice came.
Seeing the person who spoke, even Lin Bei was stunned for a moment. The person speaking was actually Mr. Long who was lying on the hospital bed!
I saw Mr. Long staring at Lin Bei and the others, with only a stubbornness coming from his nation and belief in his eyes!
Long Xiangjie was stunned for a moment and immediately said: "Dad! Are you kidding me? Let's not talk about winning or losing the bet, but your life is on it!"
He just took care of his father's injury and did not interrupt Lin Bei and the others for a while, but Long Xiangjie would never agree to using Mr. Long's life as a gambling table!
The old man said stubbornly: "How can a white-skinned barbarian question the five thousand years of traditional Chinese medicine inheritance of our family? Xiang Jie, you don't need to say more, today I am risking my old man's life to fight with this white-skinned pig.
Give it a try!”
He waved his hand and said to Lin Bei: "Little brother Lin Bei, I underestimated you before. Now you can go ahead and do whatever you want, but you must let this white-skinned pig know how powerful our national quintessence is!"
Lin Bei's face was full of surprise, but looking at the invisible fire in the old man's eyes, he solemnly said: "Don't worry, old man, because of your trust, today I will definitely clear the name of our Longguo Traditional Chinese Medicine doctor!"
"good!"
The old man didn't know where he got the strength. He clapped his hands hard, then stared at Luther and said, "Professor Luther, I, the old man, will be the witness for this bet. Brother Lin Bei lost. I will take the five million for him."
Come on! If you lose, when you return to your country in the future, you must publicize the power of our Chinese medicine!"
He was a white-skinned pig, and Luther looked livid as he listened, but he endured it for the sake of five million, and finally agreed: "Okay! If he can really save you with three injections, I will contact the Associated Press when I get back."
, let them publish an article praising Chinese medicine!”
The Associated Press is the largest media organization in the United States. If TCM is promoted on it, it will definitely increase the popularity of TCM.
Du Hongze secretly clenched his fists at the side. If he could really rectify the name of Chinese medicine internationally, then Lin Bei would be a great hero in the modern Chinese medicine world!
After Luther finished speaking, he stared directly at Lin Bei: "Young man, the bet has been decided, hurry up and take action, I can't wait to get your five million."
"You'd better wait and go back to the United States."
Lin Bei sneered and flipped his wrist, three more silver needles appeared in his hand.
Next to them, Long Xiangjie and Long Qianlan had already frowned.
From their point of view, saving the old man with three injections is simply a fantasy, even if Hua Tuo was alive, he couldn't do it!
But they had no choice but to listen to the old man's words, and could only watch helplessly as Lin Bei's silver needle slowly fell on the old man's body.
However, this time Lin Bei's needle did not fall on the heart and chest, but on the old man's right waist and abdomen.
Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.
Even Du Zehong couldn't understand it, and his eyes were full of doubts.
Mr. Long was also puzzled and said: "Brother Lin Bei, I obviously have a heart problem, why did you stab my stomach and waist?"
Luther suddenly sneered and said mockingly: "I think this kid knew that he was going to lose, so he started to act randomly!"
"ignorance!"
Lin Bei mocked and explained to the old man: "Mr. Long, although you have a heart disease, that is not the cause. Your real problem is actually in your liver!"