Chapter 106: Not Qualified!

  Spring is warm and beautiful, the whole world is full of life and vitality. But hidden in this beauty is a lovely killer - hay fever!

  When pollen floats in the air, it is easily inhaled into the respiratory tract. After people with pollen allergies inhale it, they will produce allergic reactions, which is hay fever.

  Generally, hay fever mainly manifests in the following parts: The nose is itchy, and suddenly there are continuous sneezes, a large amount of nasal discharge, and nasal congestion, which is 'allergic rhinitis'. Sudden onset of coughing in the throat, difficulty breathing, white foamy sputum, and even wheezing in the throat, which is 'allergic asthma'. The eyes itch, the eyelids swell, and there are watery or purulent secretions, which is 'allergic conjunctivitis'.

  But now is the winter of Yenching, how can one contract such a disease?

  It turned out that Hammer had a history of hay fever as a child, but it was not known to outsiders. He himself is also a doctor and usually pays attention to this aspect of maintenance, so he rarely has the opportunity to come into contact with pollen.

  However, today he was particularly interested in the peach blossom pink cake on the dinner table. Without anyone's reminder, he ate several pieces in one breath. The amount of pollen contained inside was too large, and finally triggered his illness again.

  Since Qin Luo has already diagnosed his illness through his asthma and phlegm in his mouth, what's left is just the question of how to treat it.

  There was no antihistamine in the private room, and Han Mu's condition was so sudden and urgent that sending him to the hospital would definitely take a lot of time. Moreover, Qin Luo didn't even have a silver needle on him.

  So there's only one way left: acupuncture.

  Acupressure is a treatment method that uses fingers to press along the meridians and compress acupoints. It belongs to traditional Chinese medicine, and if the technique is proper, the effect is very obvious.

  In terms of prevention and health care, acupressure has its own unique advantages.

  Under the gaze of a group of people, Qin Luo walked to the back of Han Mo and then rubbed his hands together until they were hot before starting to gently massage the Yintang, Shenting, Zanzhu, Yuzhong, Sizhukong, Taiyang, Yangbai and other areas on Han Mo's forehead.

  Since childhood, Qin Luo has been familiar with the human body meridians and his skills in finding acupoints are extremely impressive. Combined with their family's traditional 'One-Finger Pressure Method', the therapeutic effect is remarkably significant.

  The first five minutes are over and Hammer's asthma-like symptoms have disappeared.

  Everyone praised in unison, repeatedly exclaiming "amazing".

  Qin Luo smiled and pressed for another five minutes. After that, the painful expression on Han Mo's face completely disappeared, and the red flush on his face had also faded away cleanly. He looked no different from an ordinary person.

  This time, the eyes of the crowd looking at Qin Luo were even more unusual. The members of the US delegation did not expect that without injections or medication, just two fingers massaging for a while could treat such an acute onset of symptoms, as if they had seen a miracle.

  "My god. My god... Amazing Qin, you've blown me away again ---" Jack said with a look of astonishment on his face. Foreigners can't even use good Chinese phrases properly, turning "being shocked" into "having a big meal".

  Qin Luo smiled and nodded, releasing his massaging hands, walked to Han Mo's front and asked: "How do you feel now?"

  Han Mu's face turned red with embarrassment and he said something in English. Unfortunately, Qin Luo didn't understand.

  "Miraculous Qin, he said that he's feeling great now. He regrets making that bet with you." Dr. Jack walked up and patted Qin Luo's shoulder, saying with a smile.

  "No one would make such a bet. But I couldn't bear it when the things I cherish are insulted." Qin Luo said, looking at Han Mo.

  Jack translated Qin Luo's words for Hammer to hear, and after hearing them, Hammer stood up from his chair and bowed deeply to Qin Luo in front of everyone.

  "He said that he was too arrogant and didn't understand the wonders of traditional Chinese medicine. In the future, he will definitely be a loyal follower of traditional Chinese medicine. He asked for your forgiveness and begged to take back his bet." Jack looked at Qin Luo with a smile.

  "I won't take back the bet." Qin Luo said.

  Jack's face was stunned. By convention, he should have said 'no problem' at this time.

  This guy, isn't he a Chinese? In his bones, he doesn't look like a Chinese at all.

  Because Huaxia people are smooth in doing things, like a slippery loach. He is clear-cut and strong in attack, like a crab that dominates the world.

  "Qin Luo----" Although Lei Yonggang didn't know about the bet between Qin Luo and Han Mo at noon, he still wanted to remind Qin Luo to take care of the guest's face.

  Kuo Jen-huai sneered on one side. Young man, you really don't know how to restrain yourself and reveal your sharpness.

  Later, he will have his bitter fruit to eat.

  "I don't have the habit of recalling bets." Qin Luo said.

  Hamm listened to Jack's translation and then spoke a stream of English.

  Qin Luo started missing Wang Jiujui a bit, if she was here, she could have done live translation for herself.

  "He said he could understand the teacher's attitude. He apologized again for his rudeness. He admitted defeat and would compensate according to the bet." Lin Xuanxi suddenly spoke up beside Qin Luo's ear.

  Qin Luo's face lit up with joy, and when he turned his head to look at Lin Huanxi, he saw that she still had no expression on her face.

  However, being able to take the initiative to stand out and translate for oneself is already a big step forward.

  Qin Luo thought, it seems her heart hasn't completely closed up yet. There's still a chance for him to cure her.

  "You tell him. I'm not unwilling to withdraw my bet because of the prize money. As a man, one should always be responsible for his words. I can give up the prize money, and he doesn't have to give up his identity as a respected medical researcher. But within three years, I still want to make traditional Chinese medicine sweep across America and even the world. This is my bet. Not just with him, but also with myself." Qin Luo looked at Lin Huanxi's delicate face, smelling the faint fragrance on her body, and said with a smile.

  Han Mu's expression changed after listening, and he spoke again to Qin Luo.

  The onlookers were taken aback by Hanmer's words, their eyes wide with astonishment.

  "What did he say?" Qin Luo asked. Because this time Lin Xuanxi also didn't immediately translate for him, and her face was also a surprised expression. So he took the initiative to ask.

  "He said, 'He only worships two people of the Chinese nation. One is your Premier Zhou. The other is you. Your conduct has conquered me.'" Lin Xuanxi looked at Qin Luo's somewhat pale face and translated emotionlessly.

  It seems that this Hanmer has thoroughly trusted Qin Luo, comparing an ordinary doctor with the Prime Minister of a country.

  "What does 'thank you' mean in English?" Qin Luo asked with a smile. Even as the successor of the Taiyi divine needle, Qin Luo couldn't withstand this high-level flattery.

  "Oh. So it was that after all. I can do this too." Qin Luo patted Hanmer's shoulder and said, "Thank you!"

  Hammel's physical crisis was lifted, and everyone's mood was very relaxed.

  Li Yonggang looked at Qin Luo with a new eye and became more affectionate.

  Since there were no classes in the afternoon, Qin Luo was ready to head back to the Lin's villa directly after the banquet.

  "Qin Luo." Prince Wang hastily caught up with quick steps.

  "Anything going on?" Qin Luo turned around to look at him. Last time this guy was right outside Lin Xiang's office door, issuing a challenge. But he was rejected. Don't know what he's running over here for this time.

  "It seems you're really something." Wang Zihao said with a smile.

  "I'm very clear about this," Qin Luo said. I may not be as good at speaking English, but when it comes to traditional Chinese medicine, he really won't easily admit defeat.

  "But our game hasn't even started yet." Wang Zihao said with a bad face, unable to bear Qin Luo's arrogance.

  "What game?" Qin Luo asked with feigned ignorance.

  "The confrontation between Chinese and Western medicine. I have confidence in winning over you." Wang Zihao said.

  Qin Luo's footsteps shifted one step to the side, and he turned his face up and down, left and right, carefully sizing up Wang Zihao.

  "After a long time, he suddenly opened his mouth and asked: 'Why should I compare with you?'"

  "Don't you want to know who's stronger than whom? Who wins, and who is the number one master of Medical University?" Wang Zihao said. Qin Luo's scrutinizing gaze made him very uncomfortable.

  "I come from a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and I am also the successor of Taiyi Shenzhen. I have been highly appreciated by several Chinese medical masters such as Wang Xiushen and Gu Baixian... Recently, medical newspapers and magazines are reporting on me in a big way. I'm very famous. And every day, my fame grows even more."

  "If I agree to compete with you, and you win, your reputation will be greatly enhanced. Even if you lose, there's no harm done. But it's different for me. If I win, it doesn't matter. You don't have much of a reputation anyway, so beating you won't increase my prestige in the slightest. And if I lose, I'll just be giving you a free boost."

  "You... I'm not as despicable as you think." Prince Wang stared at Qin Luo, his voice trembling with rage.

  What does he think of himself now?

  "As a celebrity, I have to be on guard at all times. We don't have any grudges or grievances, and I haven't provoked you in any way. Yet you keep coming to find me and challenge me time and again - it's inevitable that people will start thinking along those lines." Qin Luo said with a smile.

  "You're using a villain's heart to measure a gentleman's intentions." Wang Zihao angrily shouted.

  Qin Luo narrowed his eyes and looked at him, saying: "Whether you are a gentleman or a villain, I will not compare with you."

  After he finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave.

  "Are you scared?" Wang Zihao sneered from behind.

  "It's not that I'm afraid, but rather... when you stand on an equal footing with me, then we can compare." Qin Luo said sharply. As a master, one must know how to hold back. If everyone comes to compete with him, when will he have time to eat, sleep, work, go online and chat with his sister?

  At that moment, Wang Zihao's blood surged, and he almost couldn't help but fight Qin Luo for three hundred rounds.

  What kind of attitude is this? He actually said he's not worthy of comparison with him?

  Watching Qin Luo's receding back, Wang Zihao's face revealed a menacing glow.

  Qin Luo had just walked out of the hotel's revolving door when he saw Lin Xuanxi's champagne-colored BMW about to exit the parking lot.

  Qin Luo hastened his pace and chased after him, shouting: "Wait for me! Wait for me!"

  (PS: First update. If you want three updates, everyone has to work hard!)