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Chapter 423 Medical skills know no borders, doctors have national borders

If you can be called a national player, you are a top-notch player in the country.

The eight foreign doctors present are all well-known doctors in their own countries and also enjoy a certain status in the world. Most people would not dare to challenge them.

But at this moment, Ye Fan issued a challenge.

He suddenly became the focus of everyone, and everyone looked at him.

Ye Fan walked forward and looked at the eight foreign doctors in front of him.

These eight doctors were full of confidence, even with a certain amount of contempt, and were a little disdainful of the young man in front of them.

"Who is the Chinese medicine doctor from Japan?"

Japan and Kimchi are both yellow people, which makes people a little confused and confused.

The two doctors from Japan stared at him with their eyes fixed.

Among them, Kazuo Yamamura, a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, looked at him and said with arrogance:

"That's me!"

He still speaks Chinese dialect. Although it is not very standard, most people can understand it.

Ye Fan said: "You are the one I want to challenge. I heard them say that you always said that you invented Chinese medicine?"

Kazuo Yamamura stood up and said:

"Traditional Chinese medicine was originally invented by our Japanese ancestors. You, the Chinese, just imported it, but you always claim that it was invented by your ancestors. We will continue to apply for ownership from the International Medical Association."

Ye Fan sneered and said: "I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen you so shameless. When Chinese medicine appeared in China, your Japanese country had not yet been established. Today I will let you see what real Chinese medicine is."

Kazuo Yamamura also sneered again and again and said:

"I came here today to prove that the origin of traditional Chinese medicine is our great Japanese Empire. You, the Chinese, just imported it. In the end, you will not be able to match the authentic medical skills of our Japanese country."

At this time!

A white doctor said:

"Both of you, you have been arguing about where the birthplace of traditional Chinese medicine is for hundreds of years. There is no need to argue now. The time is almost up, so let's get started."

Outside in the heavy rain, it gets dark faster.

Although the rain has reduced a lot, there is already a lot of water on the ground, and the night comes faster than usual.

However, the venue of the exchange meeting was brightly lit, like daylight.

I looked at the time and it was almost the end time.

The white doctor said something and the two stopped arguing.

The judges quickly arranged for a doctor fight!

Wang Lingling came to Ye Fan and said:

"Doctor Ye, he is also a master of ancient acupuncture, and he is not weak. Don't take it lightly. He can become a national player in the Japanese country, so he must be very strong. My father was defeated by him."

Ye Fan couldn't help but glance at Kazuo Yamamura. He looked middle-aged, his brows were furrowed, and he had a certain aura, quite a bit of a master's demeanor.

I didn’t expect that foreign Chinese medicine practitioners also possess ancient acupuncture techniques. No wonder they are so arrogant and dare to claim to be the birthplace of Chinese medicine.

Mr. Ma also came over and said:

"Dr. Ye, his teacher is Ichiro Ibebe. He is the number one doctor in Japan and is famous internationally. I once lost to him. Ichiro Ibebe's medical skills are very mysterious. He is actually a world-class martial artist.

There are people who can integrate things from the martial arts world with Chinese medicine and reach a wonderful state."

"As his apprentice, Kazuo Yamamura can probably do this. You shouldn't choose him. If you choose a Western doctor, you might have a better chance of winning."

The people next to him also nodded.

In their opinion, Yamamura Kazuo is very difficult, at least more difficult to deal with than others.

Ye Fan was very calm and said:

"I just can't stand the Japanese people. They once invaded our country and destroyed our homeland. How many Chinese people died in the eight-year war of resistance. I just want to challenge the Japanese people. I just want to defeat them. Not only that, but what well are you talking about?"

I want to defeat Heichiro too, I want to pull him from the international community and push him into the quagmire."

As a son of China, Ye Fan has never forgotten the national humiliation of the past. Today's peaceful life was bought by his ancestors with their blood and tears.

Now that he has the chance, he will definitely teach Japan a harsh lesson.

Mr. Gu said: "Dr. Ye, I know you have family and country interests in your heart, but medical skills know no borders. You should not treat foreign doctors with such hatred."

Ye Fan glanced at her and said firmly:

"Medical skills have no national boundaries, but doctors have national boundaries. I am Chinese and he is Japanese. This has been determined since birth."

Mr. Gu sighed and said nothing.

Finally, two patients were sent.

The patient was dying, covered in purple and blue, and was on the verge of death.

A large number of doctors and media gathered around, and their hearts were naturally on Ye Fan's side.

Medical skills have no national boundaries, but doctors have national boundaries. We are all sons and daughters of China, so naturally we stand with Ye Fan. Although some people do not believe that Ye Fan can defeat the Japanese national players, they still hope that Ye Fan can win.

Kazuo Yamamura checked the patient's condition with a proud smile on his face.

This is exactly the kind of disease he specializes in, almost tailor-made for him.

"Dr. Ye, you choose first!" Kazuo Yamamura said proudly, pretending to be a humble gentleman:

"We in Japan always pay attention to etiquette. I am your elder and you have priority."

Ye Fan waved his hand and said: "We in China are a country of etiquette. You have come across the sea and are guests from afar. How can we, as hosts, choose first? You go first!"

Kazuo Yamamura still persisted and said:

"There is an order of elders and younger ones. I am the elder. You should choose first."

Ye Fan still wanted to refuse, but the judges couldn't stand it anymore and said:

"Two of you, if you continue to push, you are still competing. Since you are both polite to each other, let's draw lots. I have written the names of these two patients on the paper. You come to draw."

Kazuo Yamamura pointed at the two paper balls and said, "Dr. Ye, you go first!"

Ye Fan was speechless.

Are all Japanese people so stubborn?

Pick up a ball of paper and open it.

The patient close to him was a female patient in her fifties. She was purple all over and was deeply poisoned. The toxins had penetrated deep into the bone marrow and blood. It was difficult to cure her.

The other patient is a male and his condition is basically the same.

"I need two deputies!" Kazuo Yamamura looked at the judges.

The judge said: "You can choose any doctor or nurse here. We Chinese people are very enthusiastic and helpful."

He chooses a boy and a girl.

Under his instructions, the deputy placed the patient on the hospital bed and followed his instructions, helping the patient massage, undress, etc.

"Ancient meaning...Is this ancient acupuncture?"

Kazuo Yamamura took action.

His acupuncture techniques are full of ancient meanings and are still very pure, with a mysterious artistic conception.

"Wait, there's something wonderful in it."

"This ancient acupuncture method...is a bit like Bian Que's "Jade Dragon Sutra of Acupuncture". He actually knows this ancient acupuncture method!"

"Spellcaster..."

Mr. Ma's face was solemn, and he felt that Yamamura Kazuo's ancient acupuncture method contained Taoist methods, which was very similar to the Ichiro Ibebe he met before. The other party also used a combination of Taoist methods and Chinese medicine to defeat him.

I didn't expect to meet him again today.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

Mr. Ma looked at Kazuo Yamamura's acupuncture technique, sighed, and said:

"I didn't expect that he has already made it this far. No wonder he can represent the country. I'm afraid Dr. Ye can't win. No matter who it is, they feel desperate when facing such an opponent. I am the same."

"Ah? Grandpa, are you kidding? You're not even sure? You know ancient acupuncture..."

"It's different...he is..."


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