Li Yixiao held back his anger and said, "Everything has a positive and negative side, and it's normal to have a different voice about Chinese medicine."
"Then tell me, why do you want to ban Chinese medicine?"
Bush said: "It's very simple. Western medicine is a science, while traditional Chinese medicine is a witchcraft."
"Are there still few people who die from witchcraft every year? How many people do you want to kill to be willing!"
bastard!
Shameless!
Scum!
All present were enraged and cursed at Bush.
Chinese medicine is the belief of these people for a lifetime.
But now it is insulted as "witchcraft", who can bear it!
Even a well-mannered person like Li Yixiao couldn't help but swear.
"Damn words. Nowadays, Chinese medicine is all over the world, and countless patients are cured every year. Even many problems that Western medicine cannot overcome are solved by Chinese medicine."
"Last year's Nobel Prize in Physiology was also awarded to practitioners of traditional Chinese medicine. When you talk about witchcraft, it's pure nonsense!"
Bush sneered: "You don't believe it? I can show evidence."
Li Yixiao took a deep breath: "Okay, then you can show evidence. If you can't show it, I'll sue you for slander."
Bush snapped his fingers. "Come in."
The door of the synagogue opened, and several Western doctors walked in carrying a stretcher.
On the stretcher, a patient lay in a coma.
There are countless medical tubes and various instruments inserted into him, like a vegetative state.
Bush said: "Let me introduce, this is my father, a Western doctor, who has studied medicine all his life."
"By chance, he heard that Chinese medicine is amazing, so with the mentality of scientific research, he found a top Chinese medicine doctor to treat his headache."
"But I never thought that Chinese medicine not only cured him, but turned him into a vegetative state. If he didn't rely on these western medicine instruments to survive, he would be dead now."
"Even the top Chinese medicine practitioners can cure ordinary headaches into terminal illnesses, let alone those ordinary Chinese medicine practitioners."
"I say that Chinese medicine is witchcraft, without exaggeration."
Everyone present was stunned.
They probably understood the situation.
There was no doubt that Bush's father had run into a liar.
In recent years, many people who know a little or even don't know Chinese medicine have dared to pretend to be masters and famous doctors.
Every year, countless lives are lost at the hands of these TCM liars.
The reputation of Chinese medicine is smeared by these people.
However, it would be too much for Bush to generalize and say that all Chinese medicine is witchcraft.
Ye Wudao sneered.
In fact, at first glance at Bush's father, he knew who had made him into a vegetative state.
It is his apprentice, known as the medicine box of the North China God of Medicine.
Under the name of Chinese medicine, the medicine box has another identity, a special agent.
He is specially responsible for carrying out various secret tasks for Ye Wudao.
Bush's father, a former American spy, stole important information on the mainland and fled back to the United States.
He was abroad, and the Yanxia law could not punish him, so Ye Wudao sent a medicine box to carry out a secret mission.
The medicine box used the sixth needle of Tianluo's thirteen needles to turn Bush's father into a vegetative state after being drunk for ten thousand years, so that the secrets he stole could only rot in his stomach for a lifetime.
Ye Wudao wanted to save Bush's father easily.
After all, no one in the world knows the Thirteen Needles of Tian Luo better than him.
President Li Yixiao took a deep breath and said, "We express our sympathy for what happened to your father."
"But that's not an excuse for you to insult Chinese medicine."
"What you have encountered is most likely a liar who swaggers in the name of Chinese medicine."
Bush said: "Want me to believe in Chinese medicine, simple."
"I don't ask you to save my father, but at the very least, Chinese medicine must be like these western medicine instruments to keep my father alive."
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