The female reporter panicked and asked for help from the doctors on the scene. After all, there are so many doctors who can't even cure a nosebleed.

Ma Hansheng took a look. "It's just heatstroke, as long as..."

Before Ma Hansheng finished, Owen interrupted him with a cold hum.

"What heatstroke! Traditional Chinese medicine likes to say that those illusory things, what fire, what moisture, pure bullshit

"Nosebleed, because of nasal mucosa damage, come on, I'll stop the bleeding for you."

Owen took swabs, alcohol, and hemostatic drugs from his medicine box.

Let the female reporter sit on the chair, then disinfect with cotton swab alcohol, and then smear the inside of the nasal cavity with hemostatic.

The camera is shooting all the time. This is the time to give them a long face. It must be clear.

But now there is no comparison, otherwise if we let TCM down, they will know who is really useful.

Owen stopped bleeding and said, "if we let TCM treat it, I'm afraid we'll have to give you another needle. Maybe it's in your nose this time!"

The female reporter was also startled and had a lingering fear.

"It's going to hurt a little bit next. You can bear it."

Owen dipped a cotton swab in some hemostatic and went deep into the female reporter's nose.

Slender cotton swab into the nasal cavity inside, the female reporter immediately frowned, facial features are tangled together, it seems that some unbearable.

After about a minute of smearing, the cotton swab finally came out. The female reporter coughed and retched, and tears came out.

Owen said, "don't worry, just endure such a little pain, and then you will be better. If you let TCM treat you, you don't know what treatment you will receive."

The female reporter nodded. As soon as she was about to speak, her nose bled again.

This time more blood, straight into the mouth, let her pale.

"Dr Owen! I, I'm still bleeding

Owen frowned, and his face changed slightly. I didn't expect this to happen.

"I'll try again!"

Owen took out his cotton swab and prepared to go deeper. The female reporter was pale and scared.

Qin Jun couldn't see it any more. He gave a sneer.

"Quack, you are almost done, but also nasal mucosa damage, no culture, fire is fire, you wipe more medicine is useless."

Qin Jun's words speak everyone's heart. These foreigners are really stupid. They don't understand and get angry. They just say that Chinese medicine talks nonsense. It's clear that they have no knowledge.

Owen smell speech, suddenly angry, "what do you say! I have no culture? Well, you can cure it! If you're cured, I'll take you! "

Qin Jun said to Kong Fanlin, "prepare two garlic."

Kong fan Lin Li Ma understood, "good!"

Seeing Kong Fanlin go to get garlic, Owen sneered, "take a quick picture and see how funny these Chinese people are. Our reporters have nosebleed, and they even go to get garlic. What are they doing? Can't they eat?"

Soon, the mashed garlic is ready.

Qin Jun goes to the female reporter and squats down.

"I'll take off your shoes and socks."

The female reporter is a little afraid, "won't you stab me with a needle?"

Foreigners are very afraid of acupuncture, especially when the female reporter was stabbed in the nose by Owen with a cotton swab just now. It's painful and uncomfortable, and it's a little psychological shadow.

Qin Jun light smile, "you can rest assured that my method to ensure that you are painless."