C597 A Contest of Tcm
C597 A Contest of Tcm
"That means you haven't gotten out of your previous relationship?" Zhen Zixue giggled.
"Maybe." Lee Yifann was silent. He could not help but recall the time when he was with Zhao Ya. In the past, he and Zhao Ya had been very pure. They were always together. Later, Zhao Ya had changed. She had become a pauper of poverty and wealth. When he was in trouble, she had always been lovey-dovey and lovey-dovey. She chose to abandon him and even left with a rich young master.
Since then, his heart had been frozen. He no longer talked about trivial matters of love and his only goal was to learn medicine and career.
He felt that he had become more mature. The blow to his feelings made him understand what he really needed and what he should take seriously. He did not want to waste his time on an imaginary love that could be destroyed at any time.
"Oh, I understand." Zhen Zixue was deep in thought. No wonder she had heard Lee Yifann say that he wanted to find a woman who understood him. He probably needed a woman who could calm his emotional pain. It was not a woman with a prominent background and beautiful looks.
"Let's talk about it later. It's time to start work. “
It was getting late. It was time to open the door and receive the patients.
...
Two days passed very quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the competition between the Central South Korea and TCM.
The night before, Lee Yifann and his group boarded the flight to Shanghai City and arranged their itinerary.
The next morning, the private car arranged by the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association stopped at the entrance of the hotel where they stayed.
"Get in the car! I asked the people of Traditional Chinese Medicine Association to arrange the transportation of these cars. Go early so that there won't be a traffic jam on the road!" Yin Qiang greeted them with a smile.
Everyone got into the car. The motorcade immediately departed and headed towards the competition venue, Shanghai City's TCM Hall.
Hee Loongyan smiled and said, "Director Yin, briefly explain the situation so that we can have an idea."
Yin Qiang nodded, "The venue is at the TCM Hall. At that time, people from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association will come to watch and cheer. In case someone from the Korean Doctor makes trouble. The translator and the rest of the staff had already been arranged and were waiting at the hall. As for the rules of the competition, I have already discussed it with the Korean Doctor. Their proposal was also finalized and they arrived at the club. I will show it to you guys. "
"Alright!" Hee Loongyan nodded his head in satisfaction, "Department Director Yin is indeed at ease when it comes to handling matters."
"You flatter me, Dean He. It is just a normal procedure." Yin Qiang waved his hand and turned to look at Lee Yifann. "Yifann, this time we will depend on you."
Lee Yifann, who was sitting in the back seat, smiled confidently. "Don't worry! It will not be a disgrace to the mission."
It could be said that he was shouldering the reputation of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Field in Huaxia, and he would never allow failure. Of course, he had absolute confidence in himself. Even if Cang Xuande did not accompany him this time, with his medical skills, he would definitely win.
Hearing his confident tone, everyone in the car laughed at the same time. After witnessing Lee Yifann's solid foundation that day, they had no doubt that Lee Yifann would win.
When they arrived at the clubhouse, a group of reporters surrounded them as soon as they got off the car.
"Physician Yin, what do you think about the combat physician this time?"
"I think this should be the genius who is only 22 years old, Lee Yifann. Is it really as the rumors say that you are trying to challenge the entire Korean Doctor by yourself?"
"Some people think that this is a hype, while others say that you are arrogant and ignorant. What do you think?"
The reporters seemed to have smelled the scent of big news as they chased after Lee Yifann and asked.
Lee Yifann smiled and said calmly, "Those rumors are true. But... the outcome will be decided after the competition ends! Everyone can report on the scene as long as the organizers allow it..."
"Yifann, this way!" Yang Ping pushed the crowd aside and led the people into the auditorium.
At this moment, the auditorium was already filled with people. There were black masses of human heads everywhere, and the auditorium was filled with people. The auditorium was already filled with people.
The auditorium was very large. There were 2,000 seats, and they were divided into several layers.
The South Korea had also requested for half of the seats to be reserved for them and the people who supported the Korean Doctor.
Yin Qiang agreed to this request without saying anything. He had a very deep understanding of the conduct of these people from the South Korea. If they couldn't win the competition, they would play tricks on them, or they would use the method of shouting cheers to influence their opponents. In particular, during the competitions of the South Korea, there were all kinds of black whistles. It was no longer news.
The people of the South Korea were like dogs. Of course, Yin Qiang could not be like dogs. China was a country of culture and etiquette. It was destined to be different from this barbaric country.
Yin Qiang wanted to completely crush Lee Zaixin's plot from the front and make the Korean Doctor lose all face!
After passing through the crowded aisle, Lee Yifann and the others finally squeezed into the auditorium. Looking at the sea of people, he sighed in his heart. This time, the attention of the doctors was really high.
"TCM will win!" In the audience stands, some people who spontaneously supported TCM began to shout. Some people even started to raise flags.
"Korean Doctor will win!" The people who supported Korean Doctor were also unwilling to be outdone. They also shouted loudly. Some of them were the people from South Korea who had come with Lee Zaixin's team, and some of them were people from South Korea who happened to be traveling in Hua Xia. Of course, there were also some people from Huaxia who didn't support the Korean Doctor.
After entering the arena, the stage in the center of attention was divided into two parts.
On the left side were more than ten tables and chairs of the Korean Doctor, and on the right side were Lee Yifann, Yin Qiang, and Hee Loongyan.
Lee Yifann had contracted most of the contents of the competition this time, while Yin Qiang was in charge of the competition related to the heart. Hee Loongyan, as the director of the hospital, had excellent medical skills, so he might as well be the participant in the competition.
Of course, the competition of TCM could not be avoided. Yin Qiang and Hee Loongyan might not even need to fight to determine the outcome of the competition.
Compared to the lineup of Korean Doctor, the lineup of Huaxia TCM doctors seemed to be weak and alone.
The translator moved another table to the side, ready to provide translating services for Lee Yifann and the others at any time.
"Kacha! Kacha! "
The lights flashed and the shutter rang. The reporters were recording this historic scene. The cameramen were busy, afraid that they would miss out on the exciting details.
Lee Yifann casually sat down on his seat. He did not appear to be the least bit reserved. After a while, Yin Qiang sent over a copy of the rules of fighting medicine proposed by Korean Doctor. He glanced at it casually. A mocking smile appeared on his face. He threw the paper aside.
The Korean Doctor will win! "At this moment, a burst of high pitched screams erupted from the audience.
A commotion came from the entrance of the auditorium. Many people from the South Korea stood up excitedly and looked towards the entrance. Lee Zaixin was the leader, and fifteen people walked into the crowd's line of sight.
Lee Zaixin was about fifty-five years old, and his beard was somewhat white. His hair was sparse and a little balding, and he wore the uniform of the South Korea's people. His face was taut, but his nose was facing the sky at a forty-five degree angle. He looked as if he didn't put anyone in his eyes, as if he was the number one under the heavens. He was extremely arrogant.