City Invincible Medical Saint

South Africa, a slum area where the Tswana tribe is located.

Today, the usual depression has gone away. The chaotic streets are extremely clean, colorful flags are flying everywhere, and it is extremely lively.

The South African military has set up high wire walls around the entire slum area, and soldiers equipped with guns and weapons are patrolling back and forth, and entry is strictly prohibited.

Strict sentries were set up at the entrance to the slums, and all vehicles coming and going were strictly checked.

On both sides of the entrance, there are signboards with two sentences written in Chinese and South African characters.

“The South Fitswana Medical Trial Zone welcomes guests from all over the world!”

“I wish Chinese traditional Chinese medicine a successful start and a radical cure for the stubborn disease of AIDS!”

An endless stream of vehicles came from all directions, some of which were celebrities and dignitaries from the political and business circles of South Africa, while others carried media, medical professionals, etc. from all over the world.

Today is the day when Chinese traditional Chinese medicine officially announces the cure for the stubborn disease of AIDS. If successful, this will change the fate of South Africa and even the entire continent.

Everyone knows that China is the region most affected by AIDS.

Therefore, this matter attracted worldwide attention.

A vehicle marked with the logo of the South Fidelity Media Online website was mixed in with the traffic and stopped at the entrance.

Matthew Sinclair, a well-known editor and reporter in South Africa, took out his identification tag and handed it to the inspecting soldier. He glanced at the tags on both sides and snorted softly.

"Do these Chinese traditional Chinese medicine doctors really think they are gods? Just wait to become a joke to the whole world!" wavv

Matthew Sinclair sneered in his heart and patted the laptop at hand. In the past few days, he had prepared a lot of information and manuscripts. As long as he waited for Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine to fail, he would immediately publish it and criticize it fiercely. Chinese traditional medicine.

Taking over the identity tag from the soldier, Matthew Sinclair drove the car into the slums with great swagger.

The streets in the center of the ghetto were crowded and bustling.

Thousands of people gathered here, even on the balconies and rooftops of the shops and houses on both sides of the street, people were standing or sitting, looking at the central area.

A huge high platform has been built there, and the Chinese Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine will soon announce its plan there.

In a building to the east of the high platform, the Chinese Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine and others were sitting in the hall, accompanied by Deputy Minister Rehola personally.

"Deputy Minister Rehola, this experiment was successful, thanks to the disciple of the little miracle doctor Li Tianchen, Miss Cai Yuqin, who came to help."

Hua Xianyun introduced Deputy Minister Rehola with a smile: "She has received the true inheritance from the little miracle doctor, and her medical skills are very good."

Rehola was surprised and happy, and said with a smile: "I'm glad to meet you. I admire the little miracle doctor very much. Although I didn't see the little miracle doctor, we in Nanfei are also very happy to have the little miracle doctor's female disciple come here." pleasure."

Although he knew before that this was Li Tianchen's instruction to push her out, Cai Yuqin was still a little uneasy and uneasy to be praised by a medical senior like Hua Xianyun.

Seeing that Rehola was so ecstatic, Cai Yuqin quickly became humble.

"What would his expression be like if he knew that Master was already here and was just sitting aside to watch the excitement?" Cai Yuqin thought to herself amusedly, and glanced at Li Tianchen in the crowd.

Li Tianchen was sitting there leisurely, chatting and laughing with Huangfu You.

Seeing Huangfu Youqiao smiling sweetly, and seeing Li Tianchen's eyes shining brightly, Cai Yuqin felt inexplicably sour in her heart, humming to herself.

"Hmph, he said nice things to push me out and make me famous, but he was busy picking up girls."

There was a sound of footsteps suddenly, and then, President Ferdinand of South Africa walked in, accompanied by Minister of Health Phoebe Kitty and others.

The scene became a little more lively for a while, with constant laughter and laughter.

At this time, there was a commotion.

Amid a burst of loud laughter, World Health Organization Director-General Anders and many experts and authorities in the medical field also came here.

There were also many members of Medical Without Borders among the crowd, and their expressions were rather ominous.

In this bustle, Li Tianchen just played the role of a small Chinese medicine doctor. He quietly withdrew and came upstairs.

"How is it?" Li Tianchen asked.

Song Wushuang was sitting by the window. The forensic mirror coffin in front of her was suspended in mid-air. She nodded and said, "They are here. They are sitting in the front row. They are the heads of charity organizations in South Africa."

"Charity?" Li Tianchen was dumbfounded and then shook his head. This was really ironic.

The Black Witch Altar was so unconscionable that it killed countless people, but their apparent social power was a charity.

"There are a lot of people here today. Monsters and monsters will appear. There might be a good show." Li Tianchen said softly with a sharp look in his eyes.

He has sensed several auras appearing within the slum area, some of which are even more mysterious and powerful.

"Those foreign evil heretics and so on are not willing to sit back and watch China carve out a world in South Fei." Song Wushuang's eyes were cold and he said in a deep voice: "I have asked four seniors from the ancient clan to take charge secretly."

"It might not be a bad thing to draw out all those monsters, ghosts, ghosts, and snakes through this incident." Li Tianchen said with a smile.

At this time, cheers and applause came from downstairs. Li Tianchen opened the window and saw the excitement of the crowd outside.

President Ferdinand of South Africa, Director General of the World Health Organization Anders, Hua Xianyun, Cai Yuqin and others took to the stage one after another.

First, President Ferdinand of South Africa delivered a speech on behalf of South Africa, then Anders represented the International Health Organization, and finally Hua Xianyun.

"Mr. Hua Xianyun, you Chinese Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine don't need to say so many superficial words. What we all want to see most is the plan you come up with."

When Hua Xianyun was talking eloquently and paused for a moment, Matthew Sinclair couldn't bear it anymore and jumped out first.

"Yes! We are not here to listen to these empty words."

"Let's get to the point quickly!"

"Li Tianchen, your little miracle doctor of Chinese Traditional Medicine, has created many miracles, but this time, he is not here, so you can only delay it?"

Some people in the crowd spoke in agreement, and there was a burst of laughter from the crowd.

Over the past year or so, Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine has been gradually accepted by people all over the world as Li Tianchen’s reputation has spread far and wide.

However, this time things are very troublesome, especially when it comes to treating terminal diseases like AIDS, almost everyone is not optimistic about them.

Even if Li Tianchen comes forward in person, no one will think that they have a high chance of success.