Wang Tiandao: "So that's it... By the way, after you say that, I found a problem. The live broadcast room seems to be full of yellow people, and there are only a few Westerners, and they are still mixed-race with Western names."

"Well, that's true. I don't know the specifics, nor do I see Westerners doing live broadcasts, so it's weird." You said terriblely.

Wang Tian nodded and put this question in his heart.

At this moment, a woman sitting next to the Saint's hand in the knife also spoke: "Saint, I really don't understand. What's so good about this kind of deceitful trick? If the king really likes medical skills, just come to our live broadcast room. Anyone can kill Hua Tuo in seconds!"

If you die, you will immediately say: "This woman is called "White-clothed silver needle", and she is also a Western medicine. She studies internal medicine and has good medical skills. Unlike the saint of swords, she looks down on traditional Chinese medicine from the bottom of her bones, and she will make a few words about traditional Chinese medicine almost every live broadcast."

Wang Tian nodded, but said nothing. Nothing is useful now, and everything depends on Hua Tuo's ability to speak.

As soon as the Saint Hand in the knife and the white-clothed silver needle opened, some people who were not optimistic about traditional Chinese medicine and watched the fun and started shouting immediately.

"That's right, what kind of surgery do traditional Chinese medicine do? It's better not to touch things that are not good at!"

"Traditional Chinese medicine does surgery and it is still the most mysterious brain that moves the human body. This guy is crazy."

"I also think that Chinese medicine just cupping and acupuncture?"

"And prescribe Chinese medicine..."

"Haha...and dog skin plaster!"

"Ha ha……"

The Saint Hand in the Knife listened to everyone's discussion, smiled with satisfaction, and said loudly again: "Yes, Chinese medicine is just a group of liars! What do they know? They don't understand anything, just say some mysterious and mysterious words that no one can understand. The purpose is to make a fool of themselves and deceive people! I bet that he can't do this surgery!"

The white-clothed silver needle also spoke: "Traditional Chinese medicine likes to make a beard and pretend to be a magician. I want me to stop the live broadcast, so I can't forget it. I won't be able to regret it if I stop playing it for a while."

Listening to the discussions of these people, Wang Tian shook his head slightly, but he couldn't say anything. He should wait until Hua Tuo has finished his surgery before commenting on everything.

Just as everyone was talking, Hua Tuo took out the axe that left Wang Tian speechless from his pocket!

Then the scene was in full swing!

"I Cao! Is this guy curing or killing people?"

"kill!"

"I'm sure I came to the wrong live broadcast room. Isn't this the executioner live broadcast room?"

"If this axe is about to lose his head if he goes down, isn't that person's head almost gone?"

"It's so funny, this guy is so silly, right? Can't he use a scalpel?"

"That's right, there are all kinds of high-tech knives now. He doesn't need them, he has to use an axe. Which class is this? Oh, I remember, they are Chinese medicine doctors, gangsters, do masters understand? They just do whatever they are weird, otherwise how can they look awesome! Our scammers do this, and they still cheat a lot of money every year."

"Hahaha……"

"I'm just curious. Doesn't he need instrument assistance? He can't even see the situation in the other party's head, so he dares to put an axe? He really wants to kill someone!"

"I can't stand it anymore. Although it's not the person I killed, it's just the data created temporarily by the system, but it still looks...ah..."

The Saint Hand in the Knife continued: "Use an axe? Why doesn't he use a mace?"

The silver needle in white said even more sarcastically: "I am so ignorant and fearless! He doesn't understand the fragility of his brain and the density of nerves! We also dislike the various scalpels not small enough, so he actually used an axe... He was so sniffed to laugh. His head was pinched by the door panel when he went out? He might as well go back and take it down and use it."

"Enough!" At this moment, a loud shout came, interrupting the words of the white-clothed silver needle.

The white-clothed silver needle and the saint in the knife looked over and saw a man in the blue-clothed one, and glared at him! It was Bian Que, but no one noticed that Bian Que always looked at private messages when he spoke. The king was also sending private messages leisurely...

"Tian Wang, your control from afar is a bit ruthless." You didn't know who Bian Que was, and asked curiously.

"Soldiers vs. generals vs. generals, and the soldiers of the Divine Emperor come to cause trouble, of course they have to use the soldiers to work back! Could it be that I took action personally? That would be too expensive." Wang Tian said disapprovingly.

If you think about it, it's also...

"Look at your outfit, you are also a liar, right?" White-clothed Silver Needle sneered.

Bian Que and Hua Tuo are good friends and masters of traditional Chinese medicine. They were scolded by someone in front of others, even if they were well-educated, they couldn't stand it. In addition, Wang Tian secretly ordered them to stand it and naturally stood up and scolded him. Seeing that the other party said he was a liar, Bian Que was also very angry. However, Bian Que had been in the officialdom after all, and it was more sleeker than Hua Tuo. Looking at the private message, he sneered: "I don't compete with you for these useless things. You just said you wanted to bet, right? I don't have much ability, so I want to bet with you!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present became interested and shouted: "What's the gambling method?"

The Saint Hand in the Knife said, "Yes, how can you bet?"

"We are all on the Wanjie Live Platform, of course we are betting on Wanjie coins! In addition, Brother Hua Tuo's surgery was successful, I want you to buy a speaker, advertise the entire platform, and publicly apologize!" Bian Que said.

The Saint Hand in the Knife said disdainfully: "Can he win? It's ridiculous... Ignorance, you have deceived others too much, and you have fooled yourself, right?"

The white-clothed silver needle followed and said, "It's really ridiculous. Traditional Chinese medicine, craniotomy? Puff... it's a huge joke!"

Bian Que said coldly: "Why do you want to say so much nonsense? Do you want to gamble?"

"It's not that you don't gamble, but that you can gamble?" said Silver Needle, a white-clothed man, disdainfully.

Bian Que said: "How much do you give me and how much do you give me?"

The white-clothed Yinzhen was stunned for a moment, then laughed wildly, "It's such a thing that you can't overestimate your ability! Your Chinese medicine live broadcast has always been half dead. From the front to the back, how many people have watched your live broadcast? Has anyone given a reward? The little money in your pocket is also to watch other people's live broadcasts, and they get it by opening a treasure chest? Why? Do you think you want to bet with us just because of that little money?"

The Saint Hand in the knife also looked indifferent, and looked at Bian Que with contempt and some sympathy and said, "Do you really want to play? OK, then I'll play with you. But if it's less than one million world coins, forget it."

"Haha..." Many people were so happy when they heard this.

"The holy hand in this knife is too damaged. If you don't play with less than one million realm coins, this guy... haha... in his eyes, can't this person even take out one million realm coins?"

"If you want me to watch it, it's really lingering. The Chinese medicine live broadcast has been half dead, mainly because no one is interested, and those who are interested are scared away by the cumbersome knowledge system. There are too many things to learn. Although the system can assist, they won't give you all their life's learning for no reason, right? That's all the money that people are still live broadcasting!"

"It's also... no one watches the live broadcast of traditional Chinese medicine, so where does it get the money?"

"I remember the God Emperor seemed to have rewarded the Holy Hand in the Sword with a million world coins!"

"I, Cao, no wonder this guy is unable to get along with Hua Tuo everywhere. The King of Heaven watched Hua Tuo live broadcast. The Saint Hand in the Sword is the God Emperor's person. It's normal to suppress it. What's more, this guy looked down on Chinese medicine at all. However, if he really has a million words, he can really say this to the little Chinese medicine doctor in this tone."
Chapter completed!