People who know Lu Xiaofeng dare not speak, and people who don’t know him dare not speak either. His words were like a thunderbolt, and they exploded in their ears. Who dares to make a spit?

I don’t know what his original intention was, but I just think it was a vulgar and unfounded sentence, which made people wonder.

After a while, Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "I want to ask everyone a question. I wonder how everyone judges the level of a doctor?"

"Then how should I judge this competition?" A person on the rb judge who was about the same age as Wang Zhangxue said with a slight dissatisfaction.

Everyone also looked like they were listening to the lesson, pricking up their ears and waiting for Lu Xiaofeng's answer.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't care about the Japanese's attitude of questioning, and seemed generous. He said with a smile: "In China, the doctor plays an angel who saves people from water and fire, and is a representative of the selfless dedication of the masses. A perfect doctor not only needs to be superb in medical skills, but also needs to put himself in the shoes of the patients. This is also the focus of Chinese medicine on looking, listening, asking and touching."

"Among the four words, question occupies a very important position. It not only allows you to understand the patient's physical condition, but also comfort the patient's fear when seeing a doctor. Through understanding and communication with yourself, it makes the patient full of hope. This is what a doctor basically needs to do. So at this point, I only see how Miao Xinger does it."

"The tone and eyes of the question before treatment and every move of oneself may affect the victory of the process. Therefore, the patient's psychological condition is good and his blood vessels are unobstructed, so the treatment is more significant."

"Paru Zixian has been a lofty since the beginning, just like a patient having a grudge against you to kill his father. What is the patient in your eyes? Are you so disdainful? If you weren't for your medical skills, your attitude would make the patient die of anger on the bed."

"Although you have a good attitude when you dig it up, your acupuncture method is chaotic and illogical, just like a student."

"A good Chinese medicine practitioner must not only be able to achieve excellent medical skills, but also provide psychological counseling. The patient is in a state of seeking medical treatment in a mess and is in a mess. If you don't speak well during your medical treatment, what should the patient trust us?"

At this time, Lu Xiaofeng seemed to have become a teacher in the church, like a senior of the true meaning of world medicine.

Park Zixian seemed to understand what Lu Xiaofeng meant, and lowered his head in shame and dared not face everyone.

Everyone was moved by Lu Xiaofeng's words. They seemed to have never thought about such a problem and were all repentant and blamed themselves.

Maybe I don’t think too much about anything, because it’s because of personality, not deliberately.

"So do you think the three of them are still in the same place now?" Lu Xiaofeng said.

The Japanese delegation stopped talking, and the South Korean delegation stopped talking. Wang Zhangxue and Fu Jinan stopped talking, and they were eager for Miao Xinger to win this game.

The people who dug here withered away were full of contemplation, but they did not dare to express their opinions. They looked at the Korean representative team with a worried look. At this time, the South Korean side did not dare to express any opinions. Because Lu Xiaofeng was right.

"I lost." Park Zixian sighed and continued: "I lost not because my medical skills are inferior to that of Miao Xinger, but because I lost in this identity. I admit that I have always paid too much attention to my medical skills but forgot to consider the patient's feelings."

"Knowing that you are wrong, it proves that you have not lost yourself yet." Lu Xiaofeng smiled and continued: "Are you still planning to compare the Chinese herbal medicines in the future?"

Park Zixian opened her mouth and didn't say anything. She had lost two games. It would be even more embarrassing if she continued. Except for her other members, she was afraid that she would not be able to compete with her. She said, "We have been here for two days, and I'm afraid we can't continue to stay. We will return to China tomorrow."

Park Zixian politely rejected the next game. It’s not that he doesn’t want to participate in the game, but he really doesn’t have people who are good at Chinese herbal medicine.

"Lu Xiaofeng, I want to practice martial arts with you." You dug and said.

"Sorry, I only know medical skills, but I don't know how to do it. If you want to practice medical skills, go back and practice for ten years before coming to see me." Lu Xiaofeng said with a smile.

Fu Jinan, Wang Zhangxue, Miao Xinger and others shook their heads and said, "I'm really overestimating my abilities."

This Lu Xiaofeng is so stubborn. If you refuse, just refuse. He also said that he would let him go home to practice for ten years and then come back to practice medical skills. Isn’t this intentional anger?

"Don't Teacher Lu dare to admit that he has kung fu? Are you afraid of losing to me?" You smirked with a silence, and continued: "It's rumored that Chinese medical skills and kung fu are the originators of the world. I want to try whether Chinese Kung fu is as magical as the legend says, or is it vulnerable."

Lu Xiaofeng's originally harmonious expression suddenly became cold, obviously because he was angry with the words you dug up. Why are there always some people who don't know how powerful they are? They always feel that they are.

"Do you really want to compete with me?" Lu Xiaofeng's gloomy face and a cold voice seemed to have a cold sickle hooked his neck, making people unable to breathe.

"That's right, I want to let you see that the kung fu of the warriors of the RB Empire is world-class." You looked proud and opened your mouth as if you hadn't brushed your teeth for several days, and it was so stinking.

"No wonder you have such poor medical skills. It turns out that you secretly practice karate with your teacher on your back." Lu Xiaofeng laughed.

"Medical skills are not the specialty of fighting the RB Empire at all. Karate is the king of kung fu." He said proudly after he withered you.

"Okay, I am the master, you are the guest, you will decide the time and place, and I will agree to your challenge." Lu Xiaofeng said with a smile.

"Link Stadium at 3:00 pm." You dig it out. "There is a Chinese saying that a gentleman crosses the side of the horse with one word. I hope you don't miss the appointment."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "You are wrong. It's not just a side of the horse, but a quick whip. We Chinese are just a nail, unlike you Japanese who don't keep their word and owes us trillions of debts."

If you snort in a cold manner, you will not speak. Your country does owe to China's trillions of debts. You are speechless and call your own people to leave in a hurry.

Lu Xiaofeng turned to the reporters and the audience and said, "The competition is over, and everyone is lucky. Please go back."

"Teacher Lu, I want to interview you. Did you agree to compete with Kurou? Is it purely for a competition or is there a festival between you? He seems to have hatred for you."

"Are you really going to compete with Han Li?"

"Then can you beat you and dig?"

"Do you really know how to do kung fu?"

The reporters rushed to ask, as reporters, they didn't want to let go of anything. A small thing in their hands may be overwhelmed by the whole world.

"Do you think China's five thousand years of kung fu can't beat the island country's karate? No matter how strong ant is, it cannot shake the elephant's sneeze." Lu Xiaofeng smiled and continued, "Please go back."

The reporters looked at each other, and Teacher Lu was really good at quibbling. You said a lot, but you explained it clearly. How could this be the answer?

After the reporters were all gone, Park Zixian walked over and said, "Mr. Lu, I hope I can play with you if I have a chance."

"I promise you!" Lu Xiaofeng accepted Park Zixian's request calmly.

"Thank you, Mr. Lu, then we'll leave first." Park Zixian bowed deeply and said.

Miao Xinger ran over and pulled Lu Xiaofeng's arm and said, "Master, didn't you say you would treat us to a meal after the game?"

"Okay, you have made great contributions today, I will treat you to dinner." Lu Xiaofeng agreed readily without thinking.

"Yeah! The master is the most handsome." Miao Xing'er hugged Lu Xiaofeng's arm and kept shaking it. She deliberately rubbed two small meatballs. Lu Xiaofeng almost had his legs weak and collapsed on the ground.

"Long live Mr. Lu!"

"Teacher Lu, I love you!"

Under the siege of a group of people, Lu Xiaofeng was like a monkey trapped in a cage, allowing people to touch it.

(End of this chapter)
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