"You Chinese medicine has no ability to treat diseases, but you are eloquent and eloquent."

"You

Ma Han was so angry that he almost scolded.

Everyone present knows that the patient's fainting is nothing more than heatstroke.

This way of heat stroke acupuncture is relatively fast, if you go to the West Hospital, you should have infusion.

Try to think about infusion time is long, or acupuncture time is long?

In some cases, the treatment speed of traditional Chinese medicine is by no means slower than that of Western medicine.

Qin Jun and others also understand that what Ma Hanxing said is neither a lie nor an evasion of responsibility.

Acupuncture and moxibustion are really like this. Some diseases have immediate effects, while others need a period of rest.

This disease is the same even if it is treated by western medicine.

Therefore, the speed of treatment has nothing to do with medical skills, but with patients.

It's just a little heat stroke. How can ma Hanxing not cure it?

This is Owen's grasp of this small handle, began to wantonly slander traditional Chinese medicine.

Owen pointed to the silver needles on the table, took out a few at random, and said to the camera.

"Just these broken needles can cure diseases. It's not magic. What is it? Who can see a few needles can cure? This is an insult to modern medicine! "

The more Owen said it, the more Qin Jun and others couldn't listen to it.

"Believe it or not, this silver needle can make you kneel down."

Qin Jun stands out, and the camera is all aimed at him.

Owen was stunned, then sniffed and pressed the silver needle with his hand, bending it easily.

"It's just a cow's hair. Can he hurt people? Or can you save people? This is the prop for you to perform the trick! Don't disgrace yourself here

Qin Jun sneered, "since you say a trick, I'll give you a trick."

With that, Qin Jun picked up a silver needle and gently dropped it on the back of Owen's hand.

The silver needle, as thin as a cow's hair, pierced Owen's skin directly without any pain.

Owen sneered, "I'm a muscle, I'm afraid of you..."

Before he had finished, Owen's legs suddenly didn't listen and he knelt down in front of Qin Jun with a plop.

All of a sudden, the surrounding camera lowered, all aimed at Owen kneeling on the ground.

Everyone was surprised, did not expect that this silver needle, should have such an effect?

All reporters were stunned, including Owen himself.

Now he knelt down in front of Qin Jun in public. He was so ashamed that he tried very hard to stand up, but it didn't work. He couldn't lift his legs and couldn't do anything.

Owen was furious and pulled the silver needle off the back of his hand.

However, there was no use in pulling out the silver needle. Owen was still kneeling there, his legs completely unconscious.

"What are you doing! What did you do to me! Let me up

Ma Hanxing, Xue Shenyi and others are all joking, but master Qin has a way to make you kneel down with one shot, so that you can despise TCM and acupuncture again?

Qin Jun ignored her. Owen knelt on the ground for a few minutes and struggled for a long time. Finally, he felt his legs and stood up reluctantly.

"You You are just harming people. I solemnly declare here that TCM can't treat diseases! Traditional Chinese medicine can only harm people

As soon as the voice fell, one of the reporters suddenly wiped his nose and exclaimed.

"Ah, it's bleeding!"

The female reporter was startled to see her nosebleed.