"Hello, Mr. Zhao, I'm a reporter from Guanghua Press. Excuse me, is this lady allergic to food because she ate in Shengzeyuan?"
"Hello, Mr. Zhao, I'm a reporter from Ark Entertainment. As the person in charge of Shengzeyuan, do you have any explanation for this lady's allergy?"
"Mr. Zhao, I'm a reporter from Yan Jing Daily. Does this lady have a food allergy or food poisoning?"
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In the Pavilion of Spring and Autumn, Yue Tingting, whose face was covered with rashes, covered her face and cried. The strange itch from the bone marrow made her keep scratching her face.
Zhao Zifeng was besieged by reporters and asked all kinds of tricky questions, which made him want to cry but have no tears. He cursed in his heart that this woman was so incompetent that she failed to harm others but got herself into trouble.
Although most of these reporters tonight were called here by him, many of them came here spontaneously. These people didn't know Zhao Zifeng's identity and thought he was simply the boss of Shengzeyuan.
The news of the competition between Little King of Needles and Little Miracle-working Doctor had spread so much that they rushed here excitedly like sharks smelling the smell of blood. But it hadn't started until now, so they were also full of anger.
Thieves never leave empty-handed, so were reporters. They certainly didn't want to come here in vain. At this moment, when they saw the news about Yue Tingting, their eyes naturally lit up and they would never let it go.
Zhao Zifeng was full of hatred and felt that he had shot himself in the foot. He couldn't wait to slap Yue Tingting, the idiot, to death. But for the sake of Shengzeyuan's business, he could only forcibly suppress the rising anger in his heart at this moment, forced a stiff smile on his face, and said with a sudden inspiration,
"Everyone, everyone, please be quiet. This lady didn't have a problem because she ate in our Shengzeyuan. In fact, she is a volunteer."
"Volunteer? What volunteer? "
"Yes, Mr. Zhao, please explain. What kind of volunteer is she?"
…
The reporters were in an uproar, and their microphones were almost stuffed into Zhao Zifeng's mouth. They kept asking.
Zhao Zifeng felt complacent in his heart. After a dry cough to quiet the scene, he pretended to be mysterious and asked, "Why do you come here tonight?"
The reporters' eyes suddenly lit up, and a clever reporter replied, "Is this lady a volunteer because of the medical skills competition between Little King of Needles and Little Miracle-working Doctor?"
"Bingo, correct answer!"
Zhao Zifeng snapped his fingers and said with a smile, which he thought was very humorous. Then he turned around and asked Yue Tingting, "Madam, am I right?"
"Yes, I … I'm a volunteer. Hurry, hurry up and treat me. I … I'm so itchy."
Yue Tingting covered her face with her hands and said aggrievedly. She really wanted to stop the reporters from taking pictures of her face which was covered with rashes, but she couldn't help scratching her face with her hands because it was extremely itchy.
Standing aside, Xiao Yan looked at Yue Tingting's miserable face and then at Zhao Zifeng's complacent look under the flashing lights. Suddenly, she felt a strong chill. "How mean and ungrateful this man is to laugh at this time? Anyway, Yue Tingting is his nominal woman."
"Wow, she's really a volunteer. This lady is really dedicated."
"Miss, may I ask which one you favor, Little King of Needles or Little Miracle-working Doctor?"
"Miss, do you know that volunteering will make your face look like this?"
"Excuse me …"
The reporters suddenly became excited again and began to interview Yue Tingting.
"Everyone, everyone, now this lady is in pain. Doctors are benevolent. I think neither Little King of Needles nor Little Miracle-working Doctor can bear to see the patient in pain. Let's wait and see whether Little King of Needles has superior medical skills or Little Miracle-working Doctor is better."
Zhao Zifeng shouted loudly with a megaphone, but he was secretly complacent. He didn't expect Yue Tingting to be so useful. With these reporters, he would force Ding Ning to take action even if he had to.
Under the many flashing lights, he thought complacently, "I didn't know that I actually have the potential to be a host."
If Ding Ning was unwilling to take action, he would be regarded as having no medical ethics by everyone. If he was forced to take action but failed to cure Yue Tingting, it would be perfect.
At that time, Yan Hao would cure Yue Tingting, and the result of this competition would be self-evident. The title of Little Miracle-working Doctor would be questioned by everyone. At that time, he could buy some Internet Water Army to exaggerate the situation and achieve his original purpose.
"This Zhao Zifeng is really despicable. He even played this trick."
Hearing Zhao Zifeng's words with a high-pitched megaphone, Huzi immediately understood his sinister intention, slapped the table hard, and scolded angrily.
The faces of those who had flattered Ding Ning also darkened, and they looked at Ding Ning worriedly. The powder was provided by Yan Xun, and Yan Hao definitely knew how to cure Yue Tingting. How could this competition be fair?
Ding Ning put down his chopsticks and said with a faint smile, "It doesn't matter. Since he wants to force me to compete with Little King of Needles, I will fulfill his wish."
"But brother-in-law, it's not fair. They have colluded with each other."
Li Zhe persuaded anxiously.
"Yes, Brother Ding, they are conspiring. If you can't cure her, your reputation will be ruined."
Wei Biaobiao was no longer as calm as before and said worriedly.
"Have some confidence in me, okay? The medicinal property of Gastrodia elata powder is not difficult for me. "
Ding Ning stood up and walked to the Pavilion of Spring and Autumn, with strong confidence in his words. He had already diagnosed Yue Tingting through the vision of the Magic Mosquito.
He had thought that the powder specially prepared by Yan Xun would be very tricky, but he did not expect that the powder prepared by this old thing turned out to be Gastrodia elata powder.
Gastrodia elata powder was a kind of medicine that was not fatal but made people suffer. It was colorless and tasteless. No matter which part of human or animal touched it, it would penetrate the skin and gather on the face along with the blood circulation, showing lesions in the form of red rashes.
This kind of medicinal powder was often used to interrogate criminals in ancient times. That kind of itch came from the bones, and very few people could endure it. Even if it was treated in time, there would still be pockmarks on the face, so it was called gastrodia elata powder.
"Look, the Little Miracle-working Doctor is here, the Little Miracle-working Doctor is here."
"Gee, the Little King of Needles is here, too."
"Haha, I didn't come in vain after all. This fierce competition has finally begun."
"I just don't know which one of them has better medical skills."
"Isn't it obvious? It must be the Little King of Needles. "
"That's not necessarily true. Look, the Little Miracle-working Doctor's expression has been very calm and confident from beginning to end."
"Humph, what's the use of that? Didn't you see that the King of Yan Needles has come to suppress the Little King of Needles in person?"
"The King of Yan Needles has come to suppress the Little King of Needles in person, which means that the Little King of Needles is not confident."
"You mean that if the Little King of Needles is defeated, the King of Yan Needles will fight in person?"
"They are father and son soldiers. That's for sure. If the Little King of Needles is defeated, the King of Yan Needles will definitely save his face."
"After hearing what you said, I now expect the Little King of Needles to be defeated, so that I can see the King of Yan Needles show his skills."
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At this moment, the Pavilion of Spring and Autumn had been tightly surrounded. Seeing Ding Ning and Yan Hao come separately, people immediately whispered to each other.
"Humph, do you want to fight first, or me?"
Yan Hao, who had been sullen all night, finally had a chance to hold his head high, and said to Ding Ning with a sneer.
"Up to you. If you think you can cure her, you can fight first."
Ding Ning's expression remained indifferent. He approached Yue Tingting, looked at her, and said naturally.
"You'd better fight first, in case Great Doctor Ding will say that he has no chance to fight if I cure her at once."
Yan Hao's expression was filled with extreme confidence.
There was a faint smile on Ding Ning's lips. "You should go first. As long as you can cure him, you win."
Yan Hao frowned and couldn't figure out Ding Ning's trick. After thinking about it, he felt that Ding Ning must have no way to cure her, so he asked him to fight first. After Ding Ning cured her, Ding Ning would say that he had no chance to fight, so that Yan Hao would not be so embarrassed. He sneered in his heart, "You are a guest from afar. As the host, I naturally have to be courteous to you, or …"
Immediately, he said hypocritically, "You are a guest from afar. As the host, I naturally have to be courteous to you, or …"
"Don't talk nonsense. Is it interesting to make excuses? The patient is in pain now. As a doctor, what I should do is to relieve the patient's pain as soon as possible. Since you can't cure her, I will. "
Ding Ning interrupted him impatiently, reached out for the silver needles, and began to disinfect.
"You …"
Yan Hao was speechless for a long time. Looking at the contemptuous eyes of the onlookers, his face turned green and red, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Ding Ning showed the doctor's benevolence to the fullest, and immediately won the favor of the people present. Compared with Yan Hao's chattering and delaying time, Ding Ning's medical ethics instantly crushed him.
The onlookers never thought it was a big deal, especially the reporters. Their professional sensitivity made them immediately seize this precious moment. The flashes kept flashing, and Yan Hao's livid face was clearly left on the film. Yan Hao was completely defeated in the first round.
Yan Hao immediately realized this, looked at Ding Ning's acupuncture with gloomy eyes, and secretly gritted his teeth. "What's the use of medical ethics? To forge iron, one must be strong. Later, I will see what kind of face you will show when you can't cure Yue Tingting."
Thinking that Ding Ning would admit that he had no way to cure Yue Tingting with frustration, and then he would fight and cure Yue Tingting in minutes under the attention of the public, the strong contrast made Yan Hao proud and could not help laughing.
"What are you laughing at? I really don't know how you can be a doctor. The patient is in so much pain, but you can still laugh. Do you have any medical ethics? "
Ding Ning would not give him face and scolded him mercilessly.
The reporters reacted quickly, and immediately turned their heads with their cameras, leaving Yan Hao's stiff smile on his face. As for which photo to use as the cover of the front page tomorrow, the reporters were also confused.
Ding Ning caused the fire, but he did not care about putting it out. Regardless of Yan Hao's murderous eyes, a silver light flashed in his hand, and seven silver needles had been pierced into Yue Tingting's body.
Yue Tingting's painful moans stopped abruptly, and the feeling of numbness and itchiness disappeared with the piercing of the silver needles. Looking at Ding Ning, who was concentrating on twisting the silver needles to treat her, a trace of complexity flashed across her eyes.
No woman did not love beauty. She was very disappointed with Zhao Zifeng now. She was so itchy that her face was almost scratched, but Zhao Zifeng still carried out his plan regardless of anything. He tried every means to force Ding Ning to treat her, completely ignored her pain, and asked her to admit that she was a volunteer.
Even if she had never expected to become Zhao Zifeng's wife, she had worked hard even if she did not make any contribution.
How many dirty things had she done for Zhao Zifeng over the years? In order to draw other childes into his circle, she had to degrade herself and sleep with those childes.
She had thought that Zhao Zifeng also had some feelings for her, but today, she completely saw through him. In Zhao Zifeng's eyes, she was just a plaything and a tool, without dignity.
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