"What?" Hearing that Song Yuhe lost to Pu Changming, everyone present was shocked. They no longer bothered to scold Pu Mingdai, but looked at Song Yuhe with questioning eyes.
Pu Mingdai raised his head and said proudly: "What? You don't know about this yet? Haha, your news is really lagging behind. Song Yuhe, you won't admit defeat, right?"
Song Yuhe's brows tightened.
"Teacher Song, this..." Miao Hong asked tentatively.
Song Yuhe looked at Miao Hong and the others, finally sighed, nodded and said, "I did lose to Park Changming."
As soon as these words came out, everyone took a collective breath, and Pu Mingdai became even more proud. He raised his head like a big rooster and said with a smile: "Not bad, you still admit it."
Then Pu Mingdai looked at the others and said with a bit of contempt: "I forgot to tell you, my teacher is now a guest in Montenegro City..."
"Heishan City? Are you going to challenge Jiang Yu?" Song Yuhe suddenly thought of something and shouted.
Everyone's expressions suddenly became ugly.
Xi Liang said: "The only woman in the hands of the Three Saints of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Jiang Yu? Why is she in Montenegro City?"
After Pu Mingdai glanced at everyone, he said arrogantly: "It's okay to tell you. My teacher said that after this year, there will be no Chinese medicine in the world. We will use medical skills to prove to everyone that Korean medicine is the best medicine! And Chinese medicine, It’s nothing but dross!”
"It's shameless to say that there are countless medical students in China, but just a few of you want to destroy our Chinese medicine?" Miao Hong cursed.
Pu Mingdai laughed loudly and said: "Of course we can't destroy it, but you Chinese people have already ordered a coffin for yourself. All we have to do is to close the coffin lid. In the words of you Chinese people, this is called self-digging. grave!"
Miao Hong, Xi Liang and others were immediately stunned, digging their own graves? Where did this begin
Song Yuhe's face was ashen, and the muscles on his face began to tremble due to too much exertion. He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost pierced his skin!
While everyone was talking, Honghaier was listening and watching. Seeing Pu Mingdai so rampant, he could hardly stand it anymore. Secretly looking at Fang Zheng who was sitting in the Buddhist hall chanting sutras, I found that Fang Zheng's ears were also trembling. Obviously, this guy was not chanting sutras, but was using his ears to eavesdrop!
Seeing that Fang was listening, Hong Hai'er felt relieved. He glanced at Pu Mingdai with pity and said in his heart: You kid, don't go too far, otherwise someone will take care of you.
Although he thought so, Honghai'er was also a little curious. Did the Chinese dig their own graves? What does it mean? Are Chinese people that stupid
At this moment, Miao Hong said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense here!"
Pu Mingdai clasped his hands behind his back, raised his head, and squinted at Miao Hong: "Nonsense? It seems you still don't understand. Well, I originally came to watch the fun today, but I didn't expect it was just a farce. Since this monk has nothing to do, Okay, let me tell you. Anyway, now that you know it, it’s useless."
Speaking of this, Pu Mingdai paused and continued: "The most common saying among you Chinese people is to teach the disciples to starve to death of the master. You all believe in this saying in all walks of life. Therefore, everyone will use what they are best at Dong XZ, I will not hand it over until I die. I think you should have an idea of whether Chinese medicine can cure diseases and how effective it is. There are three holy hands of Chinese medicine in China, and each of them has their own special skills. If you use them , can also compete with Western medicine.
But what did you do? The so-called Three Holy Hands, in order to maintain their status, do not even have a few disciples. The various methods are even more tightly hidden, and they are all exclusive and passed down from one line. Even if you are a disciple, you can only learn the superficial knowledge, not the essence. In this way, the family may be prosperous, but the entire Chinese medicine industry has become lonely because of this secretive reason.
After all, to cure diseases and save lives in the world, we need more doctors, not one or two so-called holy hands. If the whole is not good, what's the use of individual people
In addition, due to various reasons, many of your older generation failed to pass on your unique skills until your death, so you rotted in your hands and took them into the coffin. As a result, all the magical skills of Chinese medicine disappear from the world, and Chinese medicine is pushed to death step by step.
To put it bluntly, you Chinese medicine practitioners do not have a good inheritance system. The longer the time goes by, the more incomplete the system becomes. In the end, death is just a matter of time. "
Hearing this, everyone looked a little ugly. In fact, Pu Mingdai had a problem that even a foreigner could see. How could everyone not know it
Why did Western medicine spread so quickly? Not just because of the quick results. The point is that Western medicine has a complete inheritance system, which is simple to use and easy to learn. This creates more fresh blood for Western medicine.
To put it simply, Western medicine has always been making soil. When they prepare the soil for Western medicine, what will grow out of it will naturally be forests of Western medicine.
As for traditional Chinese medicine, due to the constraints of traditional habits, they pursue a tree that is so big that it attracts the wind. The final result is that the tree is so big that it attracts the wind. It seems to have infinite scenery, but it cannot withstand the wind and rain, and it is bright day and night. Death is a matter of time.
But knowing does not mean being able to do it. Therefore, even though there are many people running around and crying, they want all Chinese medicine masters to publish their knowledge and summarize all the knowledge into a system.
However, after so many years, it remains the same and has never changed.
Thinking of this, when everyone looked at Pu Mingdai and Song Yuhe, a terrifying thought suddenly appeared in their hearts, and then there was a swipe on their foreheads, and they were all covered in cold sweat!
Xi Liang asked in a panic: "What on earth do you want to do?"
Pu Mingdai said proudly: "It's just accelerating your demise. The three holy hands hold many of the essence of traditional Chinese medicine. My master will challenge them. The winner will continue to practice medicine. But the loser will not be allowed to practice medicine or teach from now on. All knowledge and Everything about the competition will be rotten in your bones!"
Hearing this, everyone felt a chill in their hearts. The thing they feared most happened. Everyone stared at Pu Mingdai angrily, and some stared at Song Yuhe, with eyes that seemed to ask: "How could you lose?"
Song Yuhe's eyes were filled with pain, a lot of unwillingness, and even more, endless guilt. Song Yuhe wanted to say something several times, but finally held back, sighed, and closed his eyes in pain.
At this moment, Pu Mingdai received a call. The person on the phone spoke in Korean. After a few words, Pu Mingdai burst out laughing. Looking at Song Yuhe, Miao Hong and others, he said arrogantly: "Three Holy Hands? That's all." !”
(End of chapter)