Park Kyung-tin's heart was thrilled.

At this time, why can Gu Feng still laugh?

Could it be...

Park Jingtian was startled, looked at Gu Feng incredibly and asked, "You have cured the patient."

"I am the king of traditional Chinese medicine in China. As long as it is a disease, I will not be able to cure it." Gu Feng's face was filled with a strong sense of confidence.

"No, this is impossible!" Park Kyung-ten said: "Amnesia cannot be cured at all."

"If it cannot be cured, it means that the medical skills are not high enough. As long as the medical skills are high enough, any disease can be cured."

After Gu Feng finished speaking, he quickly took back the golden needle from the patient's body and said, "Did you remember what happened before?"

Park Jong-tung was extremely nervous and stared at the patient, afraid that the patient would remember him.

However, the patient was confused and did not respond for a long time.

Three minutes later.

The patient still looked confused.

Park Kyung-tin breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Mr. Gu, I thought you had cured the patient."

There was also a lot of discussion in the audience.

"I heard that amnesia can be improved by some Western medicine methods, but it cannot be cured by traditional Chinese medicine."

"I just said, how can I cure amnesia?"

"The king of Chinese medicine in China just now looked serious, and I thought he had really cured the patient."

"It's really like it!"

"I am young and have such outstanding acting skills. If I go to act, I should be able to win the Best Actor!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

There was a burst of ridicule from the audience.

Time flies very quickly, and five minutes have passed in a blink of an eye.

The patient still did not respond.

"Mr. Gu, it seems that you haven't cured the patient. Otherwise, announce the result!"

Park Kyung-tung couldn't wait.

Because as long as Gu Feng loses in this game, the competition will be tied and the third competition can be held tomorrow.

In this way, Korean doctors have a chance to defeat traditional Chinese medicine.

Gu Feng frowned and asked, "Do I still have time?"

"Yes, it's only twenty minutes passed, and Mr. Gu still has ten minutes." Park Jingtian said with a smile.

In his opinion, ten minutes cannot change anything.

"Mr. Gu, why don't you end it?" Park Jingtian said again.

"Prince Park, you're so anxious to finish. Are you afraid that I will cure the patient?" Gu Feng said.

"I……"

"Are you afraid of losing?" Gu Feng said before Park Jingtian finished speaking.

Park Jingtian laughed and said, "Mr. Gu is worried too much, I am not afraid of losing."

"Is that true?" Gu Feng said: "If I cure the patient, then you must not only admit defeat in this case, but also admit that Korean medicine is a branch of traditional Chinese medicine."

Park Kyung-tung smiled but said nothing.

In his opinion, it was impossible for Gu Feng to cure the patient.

If Gu Feng really had this method, the patient would have been cured long ago.

The audiences in the audience couldn't wait.

"I'm asking if you can do it?"

"If it doesn't cure, don't pretend."

"Don't waste our time."

"Get down!"

"What is the king of traditional Chinese medicine? It's just a bullshit!"

“…”

Countless people cursed Gu Feng.

In the eyes of these people, Gu Feng is still pretending and cannot cure the patient at all.

"What's the hurry? My treatment is not over yet."

Gu Feng smiled slightly, took out a golden needle again, disinfected it, and quickly pierced it into the patient's head.

His approach has aroused dissatisfaction among countless people.

"What else can I cure it if I can't cure it?"

“Isn’t this intentional delay?”

"I think he is just trying to kill life. Even though he is not cured, he still causes the patient to suffer."

"It's a bad luck to meet this doctor."

"Get down!"

Faced with these scoldings, Gu Feng's face was as calm as water, without any emotional fluctuations.

"Pretty, I see when can you fit?"

"Even though your medical skills are very good, can you cure your amnesia?"

"So what can the king of traditional Chinese medicine do? You still have to lose."

Park Kyung-tung was very proud.

Originally, according to the original arrangement, he and Gu Feng both had to treat the patients in today's competition.

And the patient is just stomach problems.

Because Jin Canlan's phone could not be reached, Park Jingtian temporarily made an amnesia patient prepared for Gu Feng for the sake of safety.

Gu Feng was also allowed to take the lead in treatment.

Even the rules were changed. He did not need to treat the patient, but only asked Gu Feng to treat him alone.

If Gu Feng is cured, Park Kyung-tung will admit defeat. If it is not cured, Park Kyung-tung will win.

It is clear that Gu Feng is cheating.

Even though Gu Feng knew that this was a pit, he had to accept it. If he refused, he would say that Gu Feng voluntarily gave up.

It can be said that Park Kyung-tung accounts for all this, whether it is the right time, place, or people.

"Gu Feng, Gu Feng, even if you have great medical skills, so what, you are still young."

Park Jingtian smiled gloomy and looked down at his watch. There were thirty minutes left before the limited time limit, and there were only five minutes left.

What can be changed in five minutes?

Do you really think you can cure the patient?

Park Kyung-tin sneered.

Time passes by minute by minute...

The time limit is thirty minutes closer.

Gu Feng was still treating the patient, but the audience was already impatient.

"Can you do it?"

"If you don't, don't waste your time."

"The so-called king of Chinese traditional Chinese medicine is just a joke."

"Get down!"

"Get down..."

Thousands of people shouted in unison, the momentum was shocking.

However.

Gu Feng still looked calm and was not affected by these sounds. He was treated seriously.

"Mr. Gu, I want to remind you that you don't have much time to treat, and there are still the last thirty seconds left." Park Jingtian seemed kind to remind.

"Is thirty seconds? It's enough."
To be continued...