The audience in Huaxia watched Luo Hanxiang lying on the ground, their hearts aching with worry.
This woman, whose name they didn't even know, was a hero. A hero of Chinese traditional medicine.
Everyone watched Xia Feng walk towards Luo Hanxiang, their anxiety mounting.
"Who is this guy? I just don't get it. Why is he dawdling on these few steps? Doesn't he know the meaning of seizing every second?"
"Seriously, I can't stand it anymore. How can such a doctor represent Huaxia at a medical exchange conference? This is simply treating someone's life as a game."
"Others are rushing to save a minute, but he's completely forgotten about the race against time in medicine. I bet he's helpless and doesn't know how to treat her, so he's dragging his feet to shirk responsibility."
A beautiful voice called out: "Hurry up! Don't be so slow. I think I can still be rescued."
"Alas... what a shame, such a beautiful woman. If only this beauty were my girlfriend."
"You piece of trash! Everyone is concerned about her safety, and you're thinking about having her as a girlfriend. You animal!"
Huaxia's internet was filled with voices criticizing Xia Feng.
From Xia Feng's movements, it truly gave the impression that he was indifferent.
"Even if you don't know how to do it, you could at least pretend to be in a hurry to save her."
Meanwhile, the Huaxia representatives in the United States were also anxious. Seeing Xia Feng's slow progress, they worried for Luo Hanxiang.
Xia Feng walked unhurriedly to Luo Hanxiang's side and slowly squatted down. He symbolically felt her pulse, then opened her eyelids to observe for a moment.
Afterward, Xia Feng produced several silver needles and, with swift movements, inserted them into Luo Hanxiang's vital points, sealing her breath. Then, with actions like a magician, he quickly inserted a few more needles.
He then helped Luo Hanxiang up, pressed a spot on her back, and Luo Hanxiang suddenly coughed, spitting out a mouthful of phlegm. She then slowly regained consciousness.
"She's fine?"
"So quickly?"
"Are you kidding me?"
If they hadn't witnessed it firsthand, seeing Luo Hanxiang swallow the poison, they would have suspected Xia Feng and Luo Hanxiang were acting.
Everyone in the conference hall was stunned.
The representatives of Huaxia were surprised and excited, their disbelief evident.
All the viewers in front of their televisions were also stunned.
This was not acting, nor a coordinated effort. The competition between Huaxia and Joseon was real, and Joseon would not cooperate with Huaxia for a performance.
Moreover, the poison was obtained from Jin Liuwu, and Aba was still lying on the ground, his life uncertain.
Anyone with medical knowledge could tell that the two were not acting but genuinely witnessing life slipping away.
Therefore, the poison was real, and the competition was real.
Now, Xia Feng's seamless actions in swiftly reviving Luo Hanxiang were enough to demonstrate his superb medical skills.
The outcome was clear to everyone; Xia Feng's medical skills completely overshadowed Jin Liuwu.
This match was undoubtedly won by Huaxia. Even if Jin Liuwu managed to save Aba now, it would still be a definite loss.
At this moment, everyone understood and realized that Xia Feng's previous slowness was not dawdling but confidence in his own medical skills and abilities.
What seemed impossible to others might have been child's play for Xia Feng.
Everyone had misunderstood because they were judging an exceptionally skilled doctor with ordinary eyes, which led to all the doubts.
"Holy crap..."
"If this wasn't being broadcast live in the US, I'd suspect it was an act to grab attention."
"Damn it... I apologize to this young TCM doctor. I doubted his abilities, but it turns out I was blind."
"I never expected our Huaxia TCM to have such superb skills. This is practically bringing the dead back to life."
"After living for decades, I realize how ignorant I still am."
"From what I've seen today, Western medicine is trash compared to TCM. It's completely outmatched."
"If it were treatment with Western medicine, they'd probably still be doing gastric lavage. That would have been a real race against time; one second later, and the person would be gone."
"With such skills in Huaxia TCM, I've truly opened my eyes today. This has truly brought glory to Huaxia."
As Luo Hanxiang woke up, the netizens of Huaxia were astonished. This had surpassed human imagination.
"TCM is indeed mysterious, indeed powerful, indeed amazing."
"What our ancestors passed down for thousands of years must have its extraordinary aspects."
"Hooray!"
Jin Xiao Chen held her phone, extremely excited.
She was still in the car and hadn't reached home yet when Xia Feng had already won.
This man was too mysterious, possessing an extremely special identity and such superb medical skills. His medical prowess had likely reached the pinnacle of the world.
Jin Xiao Chen remembered she had even had lunch with Xia Feng, and she clenched her legs tightly, a surge of pride filling her.
As Xia Feng saved Luo Hanxiang, the netizens of Huaxia breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, the camera focused on Jin Liuwu.
Jin Liuwu, sweating profusely, was still working hard to save Aba.
Seeing Aba's face turning green, with no chance of rescue, Jin Liuwu became frantic. He quickly took out the antidote and fed it to Aba.
However, Aba was already eighty percent dead, his mouth clamped shut tighter than a turtle's. No matter how he was coaxed, it couldn't be administered.
Jin Liuwu was anxious.
He knew the poison he had developed. Even if Aba swallowed the antidote now, he might be saved, but his future would be ruined.
The crucial point was that Aba couldn't even swallow the antidote now. In a little while, Aba would be completely beyond saving.
All the viewers saw Jin Liuwu's predicament and watched him administering the antidote, but unfortunately, there were no instruments present, and it could no longer be forced down.
It was likely that Jin Liuwu would end up killing Aba from Joseon.
Jin Liuwu, having devised this devious plan, had bet that Xia Feng wouldn't be able to save her. Even if he couldn't save her himself, he could at least achieve a draw. At the opportune moment, he would administer the antidote to Aba, and Aba wouldn't lose his life because of it.
Who knew the turn of events would exceed Jin Liuwu's expectations? Seeing Xia Feng revive Luo Hanxiang in an instant, he wanted to try again, thus missing the best time to administer the antidote to Aba.
Jin Liuwu was frantic like a headless fly. He had lost the match and killed his disciple. His return to Joseon would be ruined, and Joseon would not let him off.
Jin Liuwu suddenly looked at Xia Feng, as if grasping a lifeline. He quickly ran towards Xia Feng and said in a commanding tone, "Go and help me save him. I concede this match."
Even at this point, Jin Liuwu still felt superior and looked down on Xia Feng.
"No time."
Xia Feng, without wasting any words, directly refused.
"What's wrong with you? Saving lives and healing the injured is the principle of being a doctor. Are you just going to watch a young man die in front of you like this? Do you have any conscience?"
Jin Liuwu was very displeased upon hearing this and pointed at Xia Feng, questioning him.
"Doesn't your conscience hurt?"