After Ding Yi finished speaking, he motioned to several people behind him to play a video on the rear screen.

Only three Western experts with white curly hair appeared in front of everyone.

Seeing the faces of the three people clearly, all the Western medicine experts were shocked and suddenly exclaimed.

"Oh my god, they are actually the third oldest person in the world."

"Are they actually involved?"

Seeing the shocked expressions of the Western medicine experts, Ye Zunlong raised his eyebrows.

Seeing this, Sun Siyue explained from the side.

"These three peerless elders are representatives of Western medicine, equivalent to the reincarnation of Hua Tuo in Western medicine."

"Reputation and status are second to none in the Western medicine community."

After hearing this, Ye Zunlong's face showed a look of understanding.

"With such people participating, it seems that this medical conference is really not simple."

Sun Siyue smiled helplessly.

"I am a Chinese medicine practitioner who helps the world by hanging my pot and does not seek fame or fortune."

"But Western medicine experts are all seeking fame and fortune, trying to monopolize the world's medical skills."

"In the past ten years or so, all parties involved in traditional Chinese medicine in Tianhai have been suppressed."

"My Tianhai's traditional medical skills have been greatly impacted."

"If I don't fight back, I'm afraid my foundation of traditional Chinese medicine will be shaken."

"Presumably, the president also invited the three peerless elders to participate out of consideration for this aspect!"

Hearing this, Ye Zunlong couldn't help but nodded.

If nothing else, Ding Yi may have made a lot of determination.

After the medical conference, no matter who loses or wins, one party will be hit hard.

While the experts in Western medicine were shocked, the three people in the video greeted the experts in Chinese and Western medicine and talked about the situation.

After a while, I heard someone in the center speak in a foreign language.

"For this medical conference, in line with the purpose of the exchange of Chinese and Western medical skills, we specially recruited three patients from various places."

"They all suffer from intractable diseases, and it is very difficult to treat them."

"But it's not impossible. It just depends on your medical skills."

At the end of the video, the three peerless elders also hinted that Western medicine doctors should not be embarrassed, but then it stopped abruptly.

Old John looked surprised.

Unexpectedly, Ding Yi was able to find three peerless elders from the West to prove it.

So this medical skills competition is undoubtedly without any water.

"How is it? Can you believe the fairness of the competition now?" Ding Yi said with a smile.

After hearing this, the expressions of the Western experts gradually returned to calm.

"With the testimony of three peerless elders, we naturally believe it."

"We have no objection."

Western medicine experts spoke up.

Seeing this, Ding Yi nodded and immediately spoke again.

"We found three patients, so the competition was naturally divided into three games."

"Three representatives from each of Chinese and Western medicine will work as a team to treat the patient at the same time."

"Whichever side proposes a treatment plan first and successfully treats it will win."

"The team that wins two games first will be the final winner of this medical conference."

After everyone listened, they all nodded and had no objections to this.

"In this medical skills competition, we will definitely let you Chinese medicine doctors have a good experience in what modern medical skills are!"

Smith looked arrogant and said to the Chinese medicine practitioners.

He couldn't help but glance in Ye Zunlong's direction, as if to demonstrate.
Chapter completed!