anwhile, the doctor in the ergency room finally ca out.
"Doctor, how is Mr. Hao's condition?"
"He is out of life-threatening danger, but still in a coma."
After speaking, soone pushed Mr. Hao out and took him directly to the ward.
Ren Feng, Liou Rui, and a few others followed over.
In the ward, Liao Yuan and others looked at Mr. Hao in silence, not speaking a word.
"Mr. Liao, the competition is about to start. What should we do next?" a mber of the Chinese dicine team asked.
"Without Mr. Hao, we're in danger for this competition."
Their emotions were sowhat downcast.
"Why not, we give up this competition."
Liao Yuan looked at Hao Baishan, who was lying on the bed with a calm and steady face. He suddenly spoke in a deep voice, "No! We, as practitioners of Chinese dicine, must not lose. Baishan has a proud nature. When South Korea previously changed the rules, he didn't say anything. That's because he has an inherent bottom line: we, as practitioners of Chinese dicine, must not lose."
Everyone looked at Liao Yuan, and he raised his head, gazing around at them, "Moreover, should we lose to such a petty country? Can you swallow this? Sorry, I cannot. We must compete in this match, even without Mr. Hao. We, as practitioners of Chinese dicine, must not lose!"
"Yes, we must not lose as practitioners of Chinese dicine!"
The other Chinese dicine representatives also ignited that persistent fla within their hearts, as they ca here for these few words: we must not lose as practitioners of Chinese dicine!
"Then let's head out now."
"Alright!"
Liao Yuan glanced at the still-comatose Hao Baishan, then turned and walked out.
anwhile, Bai Ge, Mr. Chen, and others ca out of the room.
"Do you have any evidence for this matter?"
Mr. Chen's expression was sowhat serious, "I know you acted in self-defense, but in the current situation, you need iron-clad evidence. Otherwise, those Koreans have already made up their minds and will not pay attention to us!"
Bai Ge opened his mouth, shook his head, "No evidence."
"This is difficult, then," Mr. Chen adjusted his glasses.
At this mont, Liao Yuan and the others walked over.
"We're going to the competition."
Bai Ge turned his head and saw that all the Chinese dicine representatives had a determined expression on their faces, as if they were warriors going to the battlefield for certain beliefs in ancient tis.
"I will go with you."
Bai Ge looked at Mr. Chen, and Mr. Chen nodded, "You go ahead to the competition, I will contact the dostic dia to see if turning the public opinion around can be accomplished."
Bai Ge and the others nodded, then left with the Chinese dicine delegation.
As soon as they walked out, they saw countless Koreans surrounding the hospital.
"That's them!"
Soone shouted.
"Beat them to death!"
The Koreans shouted, and in the next second, countless Koreans began throwing things at them.
Bai Ge and several Dragon Team mbers protected them and blocked the objects, but even so, so things still hit those practicing Chinese dicine.
Liao Yuan was also hit. His eyes showed anger, but his expression beca even more determined.
At this mont, a group of Korean police officers also ca over.
"I need to take you to the police station for investigation."
"Sorry, we're going to the competition," Liao Yuan refused.
Bai Ge spoke from the side, "After we finish the competition, we will cooperate with your investigation."
The police officer frowned as he watched them get into the car and imdiately ordered, "Everyone follow them, wherever they go, we go!"
In the venue, the competition had already begun. Cui Junxian held the microphone, speaking loudly, "It seems the Huaxia Chinese dicine delegation doesn't dare to co and compete? Indeed, these devils, these shas, have no right to challenge our Korean dicine!"
In the arena, the emotions of those Koreans were completely stirred, roaring loudly along with Cui Junxian's words.
"Everyone knows, those damn Huaxia people dared to beat our Korean youth like that. What qualifications do they have to stand on this competition stage and challenge our Korean dicine?"
The Huaxia audience on the stands was infuriated, and many more Huaxia citizens watching via live broadcast were angry enough to want to smash their computers.
"What qualifications does a host have to judge us?"
"Damn! I'm disgusted just seeing this host right now."
At that mont, a voice rang out, "It's not up to you whether we have qualifications or not."
Liao Yuan brought the Chinese dicine delegation over.
"Go get them! Beat these guys!"
Huaxia citizens were all cheering them on.
Cui Junxian looked at Liao Yuan and the others with a sneer and said, "Alright, in that case, let our South Korean divine doctor defeat and crush you again!"
...
In the ward, Ren Feng, Liou Rui, and Liang Keqing were sitting on the side.
"Feng, will he be alright?"
Ren Feng reached out to check Hao Baishan's pulse and said, "His functions are a bit weak, I will treat him."
After saying that, Ren Feng took out his silver needles.
The acupuncture skills taught by the old man were mostly exquisite, and his dical skills were no worse than those famous physicians in Huaxia Country. Plus, Ren Feng felt that the old man's path in dical skills was sowhat different from these so-called Chinese dicine prescriptions.
He pinched the silver needle, and after sterilizing it, infused True Qi into it, making it hum and vibrate. With that, Ren Feng swiftly inserted the needles!
The needle speed was extrely fast, a total of thirteen needles were inserted into Hao Baishan's thirteen acupuncture points.
...
In the venue, the competition had already started, yet, to the Huaxia citizens' anticipation, the Chinese dicine team lost three matches in a row.
"In this round, our Korean divine doctor Sheng Quangong wins again!"
Cui Junxian loudly announced!
"What's happening, why did the Chinese dicine team lose again?"
"Yeah, what's going on with the Chinese dicine delegation?"
"Hurry up and bring Mr. Hao out!"
...
The thirteen needles were inserted into Hao Baishan's acupuncture points, and in just a brief mont, Hao Baishan's complexion turned slightly rosy, then he coughed softly.
"He's awake."
Liang Keqing said excitedly, and next to him, Liou Rui also breathed a sigh of relief.
Ren Feng was about to speak when Hao Baishan looked at the needles inserted in his body, and in a weak voice, expressed his surprise, "This, is this the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles?"
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