"I graduated from London medical school. My tutor is the winner of the Nobel Prize in medicine. My major Western medicine is genetic virology. I have won numerous medical awards. In the field of Virology in the future, I am a real pioneer of Western medicine. I can responsibly tell you that traditional Chinese medicine is rubbish, and Western medicine is the general trend of medicine in the future. No one has studied the heavy and miscellaneous things of traditional Chinese medicine for 20 years? Fifty years? Maybe within a hundred years, traditional Chinese medicine will disappear completely from the world. "

James Richard said with a smile, with a posture that everyone is drunk and I wake up alone, scorning the world.

"So your medical skills should be very good? Can you represent western medicine? "

Asked Qin Jun.

"If you can't represent western medicine, don't make a fuss here. Traditional Chinese medicine has been handed down for thousands of years. Can you kill it with just a few words? To cure a disease and save a person is not necessarily that you are faster than western medicine, which only means that you are just a frog in the well. "

"Of course, if you can represent western medicine, then we can compete. If Chinese medicine loses, then I have nothing to say. If Western medicine loses, can you go away with your tail in your hand?"

Qin Jun's words blocked James Richard's way, which made everyone exclaim and clap their hands. However, the premise is that you must have absolute confidence to defeat James Richard, a western medicine expert from London Medical University.

It is obvious that James Richard is here to do things and despise traditional Chinese medicine. His appearance is out of place for all scholars of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Good, good!"

James Richard's eyes narrowed slightly and his smile became more and more brilliant. This guy's eloquence is really good, but if he wants to bow his head and admit defeat, it doesn't exist at all, unless he can cure faster than himself and deepen his understanding of Western medicine.

"Since you are so confident, why don't we have a competition to see whether traditional Chinese medicine is more powerful or western medicine is more powerful, but you can represent traditional Chinese medicine? Ha ha ha, the truth is ridiculous. "

James Richard shrugged and looked at Qin Jun with disdain.

"I certainly can't represent traditional Chinese medicine, I can only represent the moon to eliminate you. The breadth and profundity of traditional Chinese medicine is far beyond your western medicine. Although I have learned some rudiments, you garbage should not be my opponent."

Qin Jun said with a smile.

"What did you say? You want to die! "

James Richard stares at Qin Jun coldly.

"If it's a fight, I advise you not to do it. I can crush you with one finger."

Qin Jun's words are also extremely arrogant, but no one thinks that they are arrogant, because all Chinese medicine scholars have no good feelings for James Richard. This guy belittles Chinese medicine and has ulterior motives. This time, their comparison of Southern medicine is also mixed up.

"Compared with him, kill the foreigner."

"If traditional Chinese medicine is rubbish, your western medicine will be even more rubbish. Western medicine has only a few years of history, and you dare to speak big words on our land of China."

"Yes, we support you!"

Many people support Qin Jun with both hands. After all, it's related to the reputation of traditional Chinese medicine. If foreigners rob him of his elegant demeanor, traditional Chinese medicine will really decline.

"Then we'll have a competition. Whether traditional Chinese medicine or western medicine is powerful, three patients, two wins in three games, and all difficult and miscellaneous diseases can be challenged."

James Richard said with a soft smile.

"Stay with me to the end!"

Qin Jun and James Richard's eyes met, and the needle pointed to Mai mang. No one would step back.

If we meet in a narrow road, the brave will win!