After Mo Xiaosheng and others rushed backstage, they saw a gray-haired European man lying on the ground with a pale face in a lounge. A staff member was sitting on the ground holding him, not daring to move.

move.

At this time, Jin Shangyu was already squatting on the ground and taking his pulse. He stood up, sighed, shook his head and said, "I'm out of breath..."

Everyone's expressions changed slightly when they heard this, and they found that the old man's chest had stopped rising and his face was slightly green.

Mo Xiaosheng frowned. He felt that the old man had only reached a state of near-death and had not truly died.

He immediately took a step forward and wanted to check the old man's pulse, but Jin Shangyu suddenly stood in front of him and said coldly: "I have told you what you are going to do. The old man has run out of energy. You just have to do it."

No need to worry about it, right?"

Obviously, he didn't want Mo Xiaosheng to come into contact with the old man. Although he knew that Mo Xiaosheng could not cure the old man in this situation, he still wanted to be just in case.

"Get out of the way! Just because you can't heal him doesn't mean that others can't!" Mo Xiaosheng said coldly, "Maybe I can heal him!"

"Impossible! He has obviously expired! Boy, you are too arrogant! You are trying to please others by grandstanding!" Jin Shangyu's face darkened and he looked extremely angry.

"Mr. Mo, this old man has indeed lost his breath..."

Prince Louis' assistant reminded Mo Xiaosheng in a low voice. Everyone could see that the old man had lost the most basic state of life.

"Mr. Mo, I heard that your Chinese doctors can bring the dead back to life. Could it be that you can do it too?"

Prince Louis on the side asked enthusiastically, and the translator quickly translated his words to Mo Xiaosheng.

"I don't know, but I know he can still be saved, and I want to give it a try! We Chinese traditional medicine doctors never give up on any patient!" Mo Xiaosheng said in a deep voice, making a gesture to walk towards the old man.

But Jin Shangyu stood in front of him again and said coldly: "Okay, since you are so confident, how about we decide the outcome in this game? If you cure him, you will win. If you can't cure him, we will win."

If you like him, then you lose!"

Mo Xiaosheng hesitated when he heard this. Although he knew that the old man could still be saved, after all, this kind of thing was too uncertain, and in the old man's situation, he needed to use the fourth needle of Dharma acupuncture to return the soul to the door.

He has never practiced this fourth needle, and the spiritual power in his body to control the needle is not very deep. If he were to be treated, it is really hard to say whether he can be cured.

"What, are you scared? If you are scared, get out of here!" Jin Shangyu said coldly, "Stop bragging about those exaggerated things of your Chinese medicine practitioners in the future!"

"Okay, I'll bet with you!"

Mo Xiaosheng glanced at him coldly and agreed immediately.

When he said this, his tone was firm and decisive, as if he was determined to burn the boat, because he had to agree, he didn't want to watch this old man die in front of him!

Jin Shangyu looked happy and said hurriedly: "Okay, everyone has heard it..."

"Get off!"

Before he could finish speaking, Mo Xiaosheng immediately pushed him away, walked quickly to the old man, put his hand on his neck, and then felt his pulse.

"Everyone has heard what he said, and you are all witnesses. If he cannot cure this old man, then our Korean medicine will win this competition!" Jin Shangyu said with a proud face. When he came in just now, he said

The old man has already died, and now that he has delayed it for such a while, even if Mo Xiaosheng came down to earth, he would not be able to cure this old man.

"Mr. Jin, you just said that you can't cure this old man, right?"

At this time, a Huaxia TV reporter who followed him took a microphone and asked Kim Sang-yu sharply.

Jin Shangyu was slightly startled, glanced at the camera, then nodded and said firmly: "It's not that I can't cure it, it's that this old man has completely lost his breath. Theoretically, there is a possibility of survival..."

"Then you mean you can't cure it, right? Mr. Jin, please answer me directly!"

The reporter interrupted him again and put the microphone to his mouth.

Jin Shangyu glanced at the ignorant reporter coldly, and said helplessly: "Yes, I really can't cure him. Bining is already dead..."

"Okay, President Kim Sang-yu of the Korean Medical Association has just admitted personally that he cannot treat this old man who has lost his breath, but our Chinese traditional Chinese medicine Mr. Mo Xiaosheng Mo is still working hard to treat this old man!"

The reporter ignored Jin Sangyu and turned around, holding the microphone and speaking fluently to the camera, "We hope Dr. Mo can turn the tide and create a miracle, revive this old man, and explain the true meaning of medicine for us!"

His words sounded normal, but they clearly meant to ridicule Korean medicine. He was obviously saying that if Mo Xiaosheng could save the old man, it would mean that traditional Chinese medicine is the true meaning of medicine!

How could Jin Shangyu not understand the meaning behind his words? The muscles on his face twitched and he muttered angrily: "Chinese people are indeed eloquent!"

At this time, Mo Xiaosheng had found out the cause of the old man's illness, asked the staff for silver needles, and started acupuncture on several acupoints on the old man's body.

Although Bodhidharma acupuncture only has one main needle per stitch, it requires dozens of auxiliary needles for assistance, and starting from the first needle, each additional stitch requires more auxiliary needles. As Bodhidharma acupuncture

The fourth needle in the acupuncture method, the soul returns to the door, requires nearly twenty auxiliary needles.

After this set of auxiliary needles were inserted, there was already a layer of fine sweat on Mo Xiaosheng's forehead. He wanted to take a rest, but time was tight. He immediately took out a four-inch needle and searched for the instructions in the Bodhidharma Acupuncture Manual.

Guimen point, adjusted the angle and intensity, and at the same time concentrated all his spiritual energy on this needle, aiming at the old man's chest and stabbing it hard.

As soon as the needle was inserted, the old man's body, which was originally green, suddenly trembled, his mouth suddenly opened, and he made a vague sound, and his chest began to move and close. Although the amplitude was very small, it was obviously already

Breathing resumed.

Everyone looked shocked when they saw this. They didn't expect that Mo Xiaosheng's injection would have such an effect!

"Impossible! This... this..." Kim Sang-yu and all the representatives of the Korean Ministry of Health looked pale, and they really couldn't believe the scene in front of them.

However, the old man did not wake up at this time. Mo Xiaosheng held his breath and concentrated, and continued to increase the amount of spiritual power flowing in.

At this time, his face was already pale, and big beads of sweat were falling down on his forehead. It was obvious that the spiritual power in his body could no longer hold on!

But he knew success or failure depended on this, so he tried his best to save the old man.

Jin Shangyu was in a panic at this time. Seeing Mo Xiaosheng's ugly face, he said coldly: "Mo Xiaosheng, I advise you to give up. You..."

"Shutup!"

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Prince Louis interrupted him coldly.

Jin Shangyu's expression couldn't help but change. He didn't expect Prince Louis to help Mo Xiaosheng scold him. A thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, and he looked embarrassed.

"oh……"

A few minutes later, the old man groaned again, and his breathing became faster and faster than before. Then his sunken eye sockets slowly opened, and a bright look returned.

Mo Xiaochang let out a long breath, sat down on the ground, and calmly adjusted his breathing.

"Wake up, my God! Come back to life, really come back to life!"

“It’s incredible!”

"It's a miracle, Mo, you created a miracle!"

Hao Ningyuan and other representatives from the Chinese Ministry of Health and people from the British royal family who were present immediately cheered and were excited.

All the Korean representatives had pale faces.

Jin Shangyu's face was pale and his brain was buzzing. He really didn't expect that Mo Xiaosheng could bring a dead person back to life!

At this time, Korean medicine has completely failed!

And at that time, he personally admitted in front of the media that he could not cure it, which was a direct admission of defeat. This was a great shame for Korean medicine!

He even regretted it now. If he had agreed to let the blond girl add points, maybe Korean medicine would still have some dignity left.

Minister Li from the Ministry of Health in South Korea glanced at Kim Sang-yu coldly and said coldly: "Dr. Kim, go back and explain to the president yourself!"

After saying that, they rolled up their sleeves and walked out first, but a group of media representatives who had already gathered outside the door immediately blocked them.

"Hello, Minister Li, how do you feel about the recent decline in Korean medicine?"

"Minister Li, you have always advocated that Korean medicine is the pinnacle of Asian medicine, but today you lost to Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine. Does this mean you have to admit that Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine is the pinnacle of Asian medicine!"

"Minister Li, I heard that many of your Korean medicine things are plagiarized from Chinese traditional medicine. Please reply directly!"

Faced with the media's criticism, Minister Li's face turned pale, he put his hands in front of his face and kept repeating in Korean: "No comment! No comment!"

The face of Korean medicine has been completely humiliated by Kim Sang-yu, how can he still have the nerve to answer.

Minister Li and others temporarily blocked the media for Mo Xiaosheng, giving Mo Xiaosheng some time to breathe. He calmed down for a while, and his complexion was obviously much better.

"Xiao Mo, are you okay?"

Hao Ningyuan and Director Dou came over personally to help Mo Xiaosheng up, the joy and excitement on their faces were beyond words.

"Mr. Jin, your Korean medicine has lost. According to our previous agreement, you should return the Tiansheng Bronze Man to us, right?" Mo Xiaosheng turned to look at Jin Shangyu, narrowed his eyes and said, "And, so do you.

It’s time to apologize to our Chinese medicine practitioners on behalf of Korean medicine!”

Jin Shangyu's expression changed, and he was speechless for a moment. Judging from his flickering expression, it seemed that he did not want to fulfill his promise.

"Mr. Jin, what you just said can be confirmed by our British royal family!" Prince Louis was the first to sink his face and said coldly: "If you want to go back on your word, then I will personally come forward and expose your shameless side.

Tell the world!"

"How could it be possible, Prince Louis, don't worry, I will definitely fulfill everything I promised as agreed..."

Jin Shangyu said with a grimace, his heart felt like a knife cutting him, this was simply killing him!

"Oh, Xiao Mo, congratulations!"

At this moment, an old voice suddenly came from outside the door, and Wan Shi and several of his association members walked in together, congratulating Mo Xiaosheng one after another.

Mo Xiaosheng raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously a little surprised.

"Haha, Xiao Mo, you have really earned a lot of face for our Chinese medicine doctors this time!" Wan Shi looked at Mo Xiaosheng with bright eyes and smiled, "On behalf of the Chinese Medicine Association, I would like to congratulate you and hope that you will continue to work hard!"

"Why are you here?" Hao Ningyuan frowned and glanced at him displeased.

"Minister Hao, isn't this Xiao Mo's victory? As the president of the Chinese Medicine Association, I will have to be interviewed on behalf of Chinese medicine practitioners soon!" Wan Shi said with a smile, "To tell you the truth, I just called myself the president of the Chinese Medicine Association.

As soon as my identity was announced, I immediately received invitations to give speeches and interviews from many major companies and TV stations!”

Obviously, Mo Xiaosheng's victory this time made him popular.

Now that I think about it, he is truly worthy of being the president of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association!
Chapter completed!