Time flies, and it is soon time for the International Medical Conference to be held.

On that day, Huang Feihong got up early in the morning, dressed neatly under Mo Guilan's service and embarked on the road to attend the meeting.

In addition to Mo Guilan, who came from a scholarly family, who also attended the meeting this time, there was Ling Yunkai, an apprentice who specialized in raising miscellaneous items. Of course, Feng Bai was also interested in this place where he could communicate with Western doctors, and then walked with him at the invitation of Huang Feihong.

However, although this exchange meeting was held in Guangzhou, its exchange location was actually held in the British concession. The organizer also called it the safety of everyone attending the conference.

Because there are few Chinese people attending the conference, and Guangzhou is indeed not very safe recently, no one objected.

The conference was held as promised. The first person to go on stage was a blonde foreigner. He first made a long speech, making people dizzy, and then started to show his own conclusion with the help of his assistant.

Feng Bai's English can only be considered average. If he could listen to one-on-one words slowly, he could listen to a rough idea, but this foreigner not only spoke fast, but also often used some medical nouns, which made Feng Bai helpless. After listening for a few minutes, he couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

Fortunately, there was Mo Guilan, the translator next to her. When she heard her explain to Huang Feihong, Feng Bai felt roughly aware of it.

Soon another foreigner came on stage. He explained the research results on brain nerve control. He saw that guy showed the doctors present a brain that was being dug up.

"Didn't they have already started studying this at this time?" But then they thought, it seemed that Westerners had started dissecting human bodies very early, so Feng Bai felt relieved.

"Now I want to introduce Huang Feihong from Foshan..." The doctor on the field said that he stepped down, and then the doctor in charge of the personnel coordinated began to report the next reporter.

"It's your turn." Mo Guilan reminded, and then the two went down together and went to the podium.

After getting on stage, Huang Feihong first hung a piece of paper and exposed the man with words and marks on it, and then clasped his fists into the audience and said, "Everyone, what Huang is going to talk to you today is about Chinese acupuncture."

Mo Guilan, who was standing by, translated for Huang Feihong in time.

"The five elements of the human body, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, are controlled by meridians, and acupuncture can control the movement of the human meridians..."

After this translation is completed, a doctor stood up and said

"I don't know exactly what the lines drawn on your picture represent, but it is called the nervous system in our Western medicine. Please let me show it for you."

As he said that, the doctor walked up to the stage, asked the person next to him for a "experimental subject" and started displaying it.

The experiment was reflected in sitting on a chair, and the doctor knocked on his knee with a small hammer. Then, the legs of the experiment were bounced several times in a conditioned reflex.

"Neuroreflex." He said to the audience.

"Feihong, Dr. Tang Chen said he didn't quite understand the meridians and acupoints you mentioned. What he just demonstrated was the nerve reaction in Western medicine." Mo Guilan explained the scene just now to Huang Feihong, who was unknown.

"Okay, it would be too easy to let him not move." Huang Feihong smiled after hearing this.

"I just need to stab his Waiguan with a needle, and the two acupoints of Zero Cry can make his feet unable to move even if they want to."

"Zero cries on the arm, and locks on the foot." Huang Feihong said, while stabbing the needle into the arm and feet of the experiment subject, and he could not see the trembling body of the experiment subject at all.

"I just want to make some money, why do I stab me with a needle? Why can't my feet move? Was it ruined by the guy in front of me?" The experiment subject was so panicked that he was about to cry. But it did not win the sympathy of the doctors present, or it should be said that those present had no time to pay attention to this person.

"Alan, you are asking them to try it out, whether his feet can still move." Huang Feihong made a gesture of inviting, with a confident face.

"Please try it." As soon as Mo Guilan finished speaking, the doctor named Tang Chen couldn't wait to hold his little hammer and prepare to try it.

However, this time no matter how he hit the experimenter's legs, he seemed to have no sense of consciousness and did not even react at all.

“It’s amazing.”

The scene in front of them has completely exceeded the knowledge range of these Western doctors, and has led them to stand up and want to carefully watch and study the experimental subject in front of them.

But at this moment, a talisman arrow suddenly broke through the window and shot directly at Dr. Tangchen.

The arrow hit his abdomen, causing him to fall to the ground in pain.

However, this arrow was just the beginning, just like a gate opened, and a rain of arrows followed closely.

"The white lotus descends to earth, all people turn over, drive away foreigners, and enjoy peace together!"

"It's the White Lotus Sect again!" Huang Feihong cursed inwardly, pulled the experimental subject over, then pulled out the silver needle on his body, and told him

"Run away now."

As for Mo Guilan, his martial arts are already good, so it is absolutely fine to protect himself in this case.

"Isn't this a British concession? How did those White Lotus Sects come in?" Feng Bai pressed his body and prepared to escape with the flow, while Ling Yunkai followed closely behind him.

The two of them were not worried about the safety of Huang Feihong and his wife, after all, their strength was there.

After flowing out of the building, Huang Feihong and Mo Guilan came out with the medicine box before they waited for a while.

The four of them met and did not greet each other, and they all held the plan to leave this dangerous place first.

When we got outside, it was true that there were White Lotus Sect everywhere, and of course, the Qing and British soldiers who were at a disadvantage in number were indispensable.

Gunshots and screams are endless.

Seeing that the situation became more and more serious, the expressions of several people were not good-looking.

But something even worse is still behind. It turned out that the bridge in the concession was blocked, and a few British troops were resisting the attacks of the White Lotus Cultists. However, depending on the situation, it was already in danger, and it would not take long to completely fall.

"What should we do now?" Ling Yunkai looked at his master at a loss.

"What else can I do? Let's find a hotel for a meal and see the situation. If it really doesn't work, I can only stay here for one night." Huang Feihong shook his head and said helplessly.

After all, the group did not go out that day because the British reinforcements came, although there were not many, only a hundred, but their arrival undoubtedly put great pressure on the White Lotus Sect, causing them to evacuate after leaving behind many bodies.

However, this is only temporary, because the gunshots sounded again that night...
Chapter completed!