Medical Sovereign

Is this Bionicle? Feeling so strong.

Ding Ning thought to himself, feeling shocked in his heart.

Although he could not tell what level of ancient warriors Valery and Lev were equivalent to, he could vaguely sense that their general strength should not be weaker than that of the powerful ones in the divine martial realm.

Of course, this was just his rough perception, and it might not be that accurate, but it didn't stop him from paying attention to the biochemical warriors for the first time.

"Could it be someone sent by Master Anthony to protect the young lady secretly?"

Valery frowned and guessed softly.

Anna's face suddenly darkened, she clenched her silver teeth, secretly clenched her fists, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and she scolded in a cold voice: "Shut up, don't mention that person to me."

Valery opened his mouth to say something, but Lev quietly stopped him with a wink. He scratched his head and laughed, not daring to say anything anymore.

"Anthony?"

Ding Ning murmured softly, took out his mobile phone that was set to silent and quietly sent a text message.

Originally, he had no intention of meddling in other people's business, but seeing Anna being so disgusted with that Mr. Anthony, and him inadvertently spying on her, made him feel indebted, and he thought he would help her if he had the chance. , which can be regarded as compensation for her, so people are asked to find out who this Anthony is.

The diagnosis and treatment on the stage were in full swing, attracting everyone's attention. Even the camera had no time to pay attention to anything else and focused on the stage. No one noticed his little gesture of texting, only Xue, who was always quietly paying attention to him with the corner of his eye. Milly noticed, with a look of confusion on her face.

It is obvious that the American delegation has the absolute upper hand when it comes to treatment on the stage now. After all, they have a large number of people. Almost six people treat one person on average. The efficiency is very high. They have already left the Chinese delegation far behind, but Ding Ning has She was not worried at all, but was still in the mood to send text messages, which made her really puzzled.

Little did she know that ordinary Chinese medicine is not very efficient in diagnosing and treating patients. After all, Chinese medicine emphasizes tracing back to the root cause and then eliminating it. The main method is to nourish the patient.

But Hu Lao and others are all masters of martial arts, and the treatment of these patients is definitely immediate. However, their mentality changed after being beaten by Ding Ning. They did not pay attention to efficiency, only pursued results, and were serious and responsible for every patient. Treatment is carried out with an attitude to ensure that every patient can completely recover after treatment and there will be no signs of recurrence.

Gradually,

They had forgotten that this was a fight between doctors, but were immersed in the joy of relieving the patient's pain, and did not care about speed at all.

"It seems that the Chinese delegation is in trouble. The American delegation has begun to perform surgeries in batches. They even poked them with silver needles. Don't tell me that silver needles can cure diseases."

A French medical representative said mockingly.

"Charlie, acupuncture is a part of traditional Chinese medicine. Maybe they are really using silver needles to treat diseases."

A medical representative who has had contact with traditional Chinese medicine said uncertainly.

"Oh, dear Flanders, I think you are becoming more and more humorous. Are you still using acupuncture? Haha, look there. I just saw the case of that patient. He was a patient with venous hemangioma. Can you tell me what to do? How can silver needles remove hemangiomas?”

Charlie pointed at Mr. Hu who was treating him and smiled with an extremely exaggerated expression.

"Then I don't know. Maybe it's magical witchcraft?"

Flanders raised his eyebrows, the wrinkles on his head were all piled up together, and he teased with a half-smile.

"Well, although I like Chinese food very much, to be honest, I hate this food.

Damn Chinese medicine, my scalp feels numb just thinking about pricking my body with those terrible silver needles. "

Charlie made no secret of his distaste for Chinese medicine, shook his head and mocked: "I bet that the Chinese delegation will lose. If the damn silver needle can cure diseases, I will eat the chair legs under my butt..."

Before he finished speaking, Charlie's eyes suddenly widened, and he watched with a dull expression as the patient with venous hemangioma climbed up from the mobile hospital bed as if nothing was wrong, and tried to walk a few steps on the ground, with a trace of hair on his face. With no secret of surprise, he nodded to Mr. Hu to express his gratitude.

"Oh, those who bought it, damn it, that patient is definitely one of them."

Charlie couldn't accept it and shook his head repeatedly, shouting in disbelief.

"Shut up, Charlie, you can question any unknown things, but never underestimate these unknown things with preconceived prejudices. This is not the attitude a medical worker should have."

A respected old medical professor in France glared at him with dissatisfaction and gave him a very stern lesson.

Although Charlie disagreed, he still lowered his head and said respectfully: "Yes, Tutor Mancini."

Professor Mancini is his mentor. Even though he has achieved great results in academia, he does not dare to be disrespectful in the face of this enlightenment mentor.

Professor Mancini knew that he had not listened at all. He shook his head with some disappointment and said earnestly: "Any medicine has its merits, let alone the Chinese traditional medicine with its profound cultural heritage. As your former mentor, , I will finally teach you a truth. There are too many things in this world that science cannot explain, but this does not mean that their existence is unreasonable. It is just that the knowledge we currently have is not enough to crack these secrets. Therefore, I Let me give you a piece of advice: treat any unknown thing with awe, instead of blindly questioning, judging or even slandering with arrogance and prejudice, which will only make you look superficial like a clown. As for childishness, I’ll stop here and think about it for yourself.”

Charlie's face was burning. He was taught a lesson mercilessly by his instructor in public, which made him feel deeply humiliated. However, he did not dare to refute, so he could only lower his head and close his mouth like a defeated rooster. .

"Charlie, don't be jealous of Professor Mancini. He doesn't seem to be saving face for you, but he is actually saving you."

Flanders understood clearly, patted Charlie's shoulder gently, lowered his voice and spoke softly.

"help me?"

Charlie raised his head blankly and looked at Flanders in confusion, not understanding what he meant.

Flanders didn't look sideways, quietly pouted and tilted his lips towards the stage.

Charlie looked subconsciously. When he saw Professor Colamisu in the judging panel, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind. He remembered that he had said that the patient and the Chinese delegation were in the same group, and his face suddenly turned pale, and he was shocked. He broke out in a cold sweat, and when he looked at Professor Mancini again, his eyes were full of gratitude.

You must know that Professor Colamisu is not only one of the top medical professors in France, but also has another identity, that is, he is the prince of the French royal family. As you can imagine, his status is noble.

Prince Colamisu is one of the members of the judging panel, but he publicly questioned the Chinese delegation for cheating. This was tantamount to questioning the fairness of the refereeing panel, and it was also equivalent to questioning Prince Colamisu's moral character.

If such words reach the ears of Prince Colamisu, even if he is generous and careless, his disciples and grandchildren will never let him go. Even if they do not make him evaporate, they will definitely destroy him easily. Lose everything he currently owns as punishment.

Therefore, Professor Mancini's merciless public lecture was not only to educate him, but also to protect him by highlighting the teacher-student relationship between them in disguise.

After all, Professor Mancini and Prince Colamisu have been friends for decades. With him teaching him a lesson, even if that thoughtless remark really reaches Prince Colamisu’s ears, he will still look at it. He no longer cares about his mentor's reputation, which makes him feel inexplicably grateful.

Time passed by minute by second, and soon it was noon again, and the medical representatives from various countries began to make a fuss again. It was lunch time, and they could taste the delicious food in the sky again.

Ding Ning was surprised to find that Sun Yaozu, who had been missing all morning, appeared again, which made him secretly curse in his heart. Could this little bastard deliberately step on the spot to get a meal?

Although Sun Yaozu seemed to have some temperament change, Ding Ning was not familiar with him, so he didn't pay attention at all.

But Xemili, who was very familiar with him, was different. She glanced at him in surprise, not understanding what he had gone through. When he appeared again, he became extremely confident, and even his face exuded an inexplicable look. His temperament is completely different from his previous one.

Sun Yaozu smiled at her, then turned his gaze to Ding Ning, with a ferocious look in his eyes, and whispered in his heart: "Ding Ning, I have to thank you for this great opportunity. Just wait, I will crush you under my feet in front of the whole world, and let everyone know that I, Sun Yaozu, am the most outstanding medical genius in the world."

No wonder he was so confident. After getting the Nine-flowered Jade Cauldron, he immediately started trying to make alchemy, but unexpectedly, by chance, he discovered the huge secret contained in the Nine-flowered Jade Cauldron.

The Nine-flowered Jade Cauldron turned out to be a top-quality spiritual weapon, and it was also the kind of spiritual weapon inherited by blood. If he hadn't accidentally cut his hand and the concentration of Sun Simiao's bloodline in his body was relatively high, he would have activated the Nine-flowered Jade Cauldron. Qi Ling, I'm afraid he won't get this great opportunity yet.

The unrefined Nine Flowers Jade Cauldron and the refined Nine Flowers Jade Cauldron are definitely two different concepts. Now Sun Yaozu has not only made great progress in alchemy, but his martial arts cultivation has also soared crazily, leaping from a true martial artist to a He met a strong man in the early stage of the Divine Martial Realm, which made him high-spirited and filled with the ambition to look down on the world.

A strong man in the Divine Martial Realm who is less than thirty years old, but also an earth-level alchemist. Who else would be better than such a genius?

Therefore, Sun Yaozu was extremely proud in his heart. Even Xuemili, whom he once pursued so hard but could not get, was no longer so unattainable in his eyes.

Ding Ning didn't notice the change in him, and even if he did, he wouldn't take it to heart. He was just a warrior in the early stage of the Divine Martial Realm. He could easily poke an ant to death with one finger, so he really didn't have the qualifications to take a high look at him.

At this moment, his attention was focused on the text message Bai Xiaolou sent him. After all, it was foreign intelligence. Zhu Wuxia's intelligence network had not yet reached the international community, so it was faster and more convenient to find Bai Xiaolou.

Anthony is twenty-eight years old this year. His Romon family has an extremely ancient history, dating back to the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty.

His father, Anthony Sr., was one of the largest financial oligarchs during the Cold War, which brought the Romond family, which had always been secretive, to a higher level. It was a huge and influential family in Tsarist Russia.

Old Anthony had numerous wives and concubines, and had nine daughters, but the only son he gave birth to was little Anthony until he was forty-three years old.

He had a son at an old age and was the only male, so little Anthony was extremely favored by his father, who gave him everything he asked for, and was extremely doting on him.