C972 Other Purposes
C972 Other Purposes
To be more accurate, they had never expected that things would turn out like this.
In their hearts, the traditional Chinese medicine is the feudal superstition is pseudoscience.
What kind of things were these? Pulses, tongues, palms, etc.
Why would it be so troublesome? Wouldn't he know everything if he went straight to the hospital for a blood test?
The index numbers are listed in the report. If you have any problems, you should be able to see them clearly.
Even if the mother and daughter were really hypnotized, it could only be broken by western medicine.
Why would a Chinese doctor join in on this?
From beginning to end, all they saw was Lin Fann sitting there taking his pulse.
It broke the hypnosis like this?
"Did you call the media over to increase the impact of this matter?"
Seeing the media taking photos from the videos, Lin Fann sneered and said, "To the doctor, please look me in the eye and tell me the truth."
"Lin Fann, don't put yourself at the top of the moral hierarchy."
Things were getting out of hand, and Eastcoming simply broke the pot.
He looked up at Lin Fann and scolded, "I …"
Before Eastward could finish his words, he felt a warm sensation on his head, followed by a warm sensation all over his body.
Most importantly, a voice kept talking into his ear.
Tell the truth. Let everyone see your masterpiece.
It was full of tempting words that made Eastward Lai sink into a state of immersion.
Yes, he had to show everyone his masterpiece!
After a short period of absent-mindedness, Eastroad suddenly laughed out loud. "I'm not afraid of telling you the truth about what happened today."
"Yes, I did hypnotize them, and deeply."
Satisfied with the dumbfounded expressions of the Western Department students, Eastward's voice became more and more distant.
"In my plan, it's impossible for you Chinese medicine to wake them up."
He pointed at Lin Fann with a voice full of resentment: "It's all your fault. If it wasn't for you, you wouldn't be like this."
"You're blaming me?"
Lin Fann shrugged innocently and asked, "Little Luo, you lost your voice, what's going on?"
"Hehe, you guys don't understand?"
With a dark smile, Eastward's tone was filled with pride, "I'm a professor in the Department of Neuroscience. I'm an expert in hypnosis."
With green light shining in his eyes, he looked at the shivering little girl.
"Even if you weren't sick, you would still feel sick under my hypnosis."
Looking at the little girl who was trembling, Dong Fang taunted, "Her throat is just inflamed. After being hypnotized by me, she feels like she can't speak, so she subconsciously thinks she can't."
"This is the power of western medicine. This is the magic of western medicine."
He knocked his head and his voice became more and more excited. "As for your Chinese medicine, just drop it."
"Coming from the East to slander Chinese medicine, your goal can't be that simple, right?"
Seeing the students of the Western Department lower their heads in shame, Lin Fann asked curiously, "After spending so much effort to set up such a trap, there must be another purpose, right?"
"Haha, Lin Fann, you guessed it right. My goal is obviously not here."
This time, the gaze from the east was directed at Ning Caichen, who had been silent all this time: "My target is you, Dean Ning. I want you to step down under the pressure of discussions, and I will become your next successor."
Splash... Splash...
The crowd burst into an uproar. Everyone was stunned.
A series of 'kacha' sounds rang out, and the news media began to record this scene.
Big news.