pertwk Chapter 929
Chapter 929
Chapter 929
At this time, dozens of pairs of eyes stared at Zhou Ronghao, hoping that he would tell everyone about Omar Jie's origin.
Zhou Ronghao's face was serious, and he said in a deep voice: "Omar Jie is a top medical expert in the world. Five years ago, he won the Lasker Award for Medicine, and the following year he won the Nobel Prize. He is a medical madman!"
"Medical madman!"
Everyone changed color in horror.
"The Lasker Medical Award is the top medical award in the United States, and its status in the world is second only to the Nobel Prize!"
Zhou Ronghao said in a deep voice: "Not only that, he is also a lifelong honorary professor of Harvard University, and he has a kind of paranoid madness about medicine!
At the same time, he has also won the international free fighting champion. He has a violent personality. He once beat the opponent into a vegetable because his opponent questioned his medical skills, and then rescued him.
From then on, everyone was afraid of him, and no one dared to mess with him in the medical field! "
"I'll go, is he a doctor or a thug?"
Yun Jin has a straightforward personality and speaks quickly.
"No matter what, his medical skills are definitely top-notch, President Ming, I'm afraid you're the only one to take part in this match!"
Zhou Ronghao looked at Minghui and said.
The corner of Minghui's mouth twitched, thinking that if he had known this before, he might as well have played yesterday, pick a weaker player first, and wait for the win. Now it's a little daunting to play!
"Look at it!"
At this time, Mingyue suddenly screamed, and everyone followed the prestige, and their complexions changed drastically. Qiu Yehong rubbed his eyes and said, "Yunjin, take a closer look, grandma, am I dazzled? That Omar Jie is actually trying to please the side." The one in the red dress?"
Yun Jin said: "Grandma, you are not mistaken, Omar Jie is indeed smiling at that man!"
Hua Lao: "Who can tell me what's going on? Is that person better than a Nobel Prize winner?"
Not only Omar Jie, but others like Tom, Thomas, and James all respected that man, just like how students feel about leaders.
But the man in red looked indifferent, and didn't even bother to perfuse them.
This is too awesome!
You know, Tom, Thomas, James, these people are all important figures in the International Medical Association, and they have all won many medical awards.
But at this moment, smiling at that man like a primary school student?
The key is that they smile flatteringly, but others like to ignore them, with an indifferent look.
Do you want to be so bullshit!
Everyone looked at each other in blank amazement, Zhou Ronghao's driver Cai Xiong suddenly slapped his thigh and shouted:
"I remembered, that person is not a human being, but a cardinal of the Western Holy See, who is called a god!"
"god?"
Zhou Ronghao's expression changed drastically, "Could it be that they want to use magic...?"
The sound stopped abruptly, and he didn't even dare to imagine. If the other party really used magic, why should they fight?
Zhou Ronghao had a headache.
Western medicine alone is difficult to deal with, if you add magic arts, it will be even worse!
"No, I have to call and report to my superiors!"
Zhou Ronghao was terrified, the matter was beyond his ability, and he had to report it to the highest level.
Zhou Ronghao left in a hurry, returned to the car to report the situation to the highest level inside the red wall,
And Omar Jie, James and others respectfully asked the cardinal to sit down, and then turned back to the stage, the smiles on their faces instantly subsided, turning into a reckless and self-reliant look,
"Oriental people, I'm Omar Jie. Everyone calls me a medical madman. Which one of you will accept the challenge?"
As he spoke, he clenched his fists like a fighter.
Everyone looked at each other, and finally stared at Minghui, "President Ming, only you did it yourself!"
Minghui: "$#￥@*..."
I want to curse!
God knows if this guy will suddenly go crazy and beat me up?
I am the president of the Chinese Medicine Association, not the Martial Arts Association, okay?
Minghui was very nervous!
But in the current situation, there is nothing to do, and Minghui has no choice but to bite the bullet and walk towards the stage, and at the same time, he ordered the martial arts masters of the Ming family,
"Keep your eyes open and watch. If the other party goes crazy, you immediately take the stage. Regardless of 21, hit first and then talk!"
Minghui is confident. Although Omar is a champion of free fighting, he is a scum in front of martial arts masters.
It's best if the opponent doesn't make a move. Once he makes a move, he can only strike first, and then he will fight first.
As for how to deal with it later, Zhou Ronghao can only worry about it.
Anyway, he can't suffer from this loss!
However, fighting is the worst policy, it is best to try in harmony.
Friendship is first and competition is second!
The host had been waiting on the stage for a long time. Minghui stepped onto the stage and began to introduce each other and the audience at the same time.
This time, the host was more careful than ever, telling out all the Lasker Medicine Awards, Nobel Prizes, and other awards issued by other international medical organizations.
Her tone was exaggerated and her smile flattering, just like a dog seeing a bone in its owner's hand. Fortunately, she didn't have a tail, otherwise she would definitely wag.
After reading Omar Jie's resume for 5 minutes, she still hadn't finished reading it. In the end, Omar Jie interrupted her arrogantly. Then the host changed the topic and started to introduce Minghui.
Minghui's status is naturally also very prominent, the president of the Chinese Medicine Association, the patriarch of a family of Chinese medicine, etc., has many titles, but he has not won any international awards.
The host is obviously a fan of western medicine, so the introduction to him is much simpler.
At this moment, Minghui only thought about how to win, and ignored these details. He looked at Omar and said in a deep voice:
"Mr. Omar, my humble Minghui, how would you like to challenge?"
Omar dismissed it, "Although it is my challenge, you can mention the competition items as you like, and I will accompany you whatever you say."
mad!
Crazy!
It's so hard to see!
Minghui's face turned green, and he sneered, "I know twelve kinds of acupuncture, do you want to try it?"
Omar's expression froze, and then a fierce look appeared in his eyes, "I'm talking about medical skills, but you practice Chinese medicine, do you think I have a good temper?"
His eyes were ferocious, and he seemed to fight if he disagreed with him. Ming Hui couldn't help but take half a step back, and said solemnly:
"I'm just reminding you that there are mountains beyond the mountains, you can't be omnipotent, don't exaggerate too much!"
Omar laughed wildly: "I am omnipotent, pediatrics, gynecology, internal medicine, surgery, orthopedics, omnipotent, why, you are not convinced?"
After all, Minghui was the patriarch of the aristocratic family, so he was immediately irritated, and said coldly: "I just refuse to accept it! Didn't you say that you can do anything? Two of us will compete in three games, and we will win or lose in three games. How dare you?"
Minghui's small plan was crackling. He didn't believe that Omar could cover everything, so he proposed two out of three rounds.
A person with limited energy must be biased. He can use his strengths to deal with Omar's weaknesses.
The premise is that he can find Omar's weakness.
(End of this chapter)