Chapter 47 Miracle

  "Our treatment method has no clinical data!" Qiao Zian said as he leaned into the microphone.

  When they heard him say this, the faces of the reporters below all showed a look of surprise. Others hold press conferences to boast about their own strengths, so why did Qiao Zi'an expose his weaknesses?

  "What does Qiao Zijian mean? Without a large amount of data to support it, the treatment methods they have developed are not credible at all." A bespectacled reporter adjusted his glasses and said with some doubt.

  "I reckon that treatment is just a gimmick, he came to us today just for publicity." A stylishly dressed and quite attractive female reporter said disdainfully.

  "This Qiao Zijun doesn't need to hype himself at all, he's not a star, what does he need this fame for? We Chinese people value humility and low-keyness, he can't even manage that!" A middle-aged reporter next to her shook his head in disagreement with the female reporter's words.

  "How would I know? Maybe the big boss just wants to be famous!"

  As the murmurs of the reporters gradually subsided, Qiao Zian smiled lightly and leaned into the microphone, continuing: "And we have not obtained recognition from the national medical system."

  "What?" Hearing Joe's words, everyone below was stunned. Not being recognized by the national medical system, what does that mean?

  This means that this treatment method is fundamentally unscientific and contradicts current medical theory.

  At this point, all the reporters had an idea in their minds, that is, they were all fooled by Qiao Zijian. The press conference he held was simply a farce.

  Just as some journalists were indignantly preparing to leave, Qiao Zian said slowly: "However, we have factual evidence. We are prepared to treat the patient on the scene today and present the facts before your eyes."

  Following Qiao Zhen's words, the patients who had agreed to come on site yesterday walked in front of many reporters under the guidance of staff.

  Seeing this scene, those reporters who were originally ready to leave also stopped in their tracks, wanting to see what kind of trick Qiao Zijian was up to.

  After the thirteen patients entered, Qiao Zian's gaze swept across the faces of the many reporters before he smiled lightly and said: "You can check for yourselves to see if they really are ill and whether their medical records are real."

  Although they didn't understand what Qiao Zian's purpose was, the reporters still carefully reviewed the medical records of those thirteen people and the obvious symptoms on their bodies.

  Even several journalists and his own doctor friends called to confirm the authenticity of the medical records.

  "Well, I think you now have a general understanding of the situation with these thirteen patients. How long do you think it will take for their illnesses to be cured?" Qiao Zian's smile grew even wider.

  Just thinking about the shocked expressions of those reporters a little later, his heart couldn't help but produce a kind of pleasure. Those media that didn't come today will regret it!

  Upon hearing Qiao Zijian's words, many reporters' minds were filled with even more doubts - what did Qiao Zijian want to do?

  These thirteen people are all suffering from troublesome illnesses, either terminal cancer or chronic diseases that are extremely difficult to cure. Does he really want to treat them on the spot?

  Let's not mention that those cancer patients were already in the late stage and couldn't be saved. Even if Qiao Zhi'an could really cure their diseases, how long would it take? Why didn't he heal these people first before holding a press conference?

  "If I told you that with our treatment methods, we can completely cure their diseases in just a few minutes, would you believe it?" Qiao Zian asked the reporters below with a confident smile.

  "Joey, are you kidding us? Curing late-stage cancer in just over 10 minutes? Why don't you say you're a reincarnated god? I think you'd better go to the hospital and check your mental illness first!"

  A female journalist didn't even raise her hand, she stood up directly, her beautiful face full of anger, and she sarcastically lashed out at Qiao Zian.

  The sarcasm of this female journalist caused the reporters present to burst into laughter, and they were also made angry by Qiao Zijun. Seeing Qiao Zijun being embarrassed, they naturally enjoyed watching the commotion.

  The journalists present also recognized the female journalist who stood up, Shi Qing from Lu Zhi Evening News. Only a reporter from such a big-name newspaper dared to mock Qiao Zi'an on the spot.

  "I'm just talking nonsense now, let's talk with facts!" Along with Qiao Zian's clap, thirteen girls wearing cheongsam dresses walked out from behind.

  Each girl held a tray in her hand, on which was a sealed letter.

  "Now is the time to witness miracles!"

  Qiao Zijian waved his right arm and pointed at the thirteen patients, saying this famous phrase.

  All the reporters looked on with wide eyes, only to see the thirteen patients tear open the sealed packages, pull out the talismans from inside, and then just stand there, nothing happening.

  All journalists felt being fooled and looked at Qiao Zijun with anger.

  "Wait, sorry about that. I forgot we still have to wait a few more minutes." Qiao Zian suddenly remembered that the symbol needed time to take effect, and he had been a bit too hasty earlier.

  However, many reporters could no longer hold back their anger and stood up one after another, walking out. They had already thought it through - if they didn't smear Qiao Zijian this time, it would be hard to vent the anger of being toyed with.

  Just as a large number of reporters rushed to the entrance of the activity hall, the talismans in the hands of the thirteen patients began to emit white light.

  The light gradually spread and soon enveloped all thirteen patients, turning them into thirteen white balls of light.

  "Look quickly, what's going on?" Soon, a reporter discovered this strange scene.

  The professionalism of these reporters made them forget their anger and they all took out the cameras in front of their chests, taking pictures of the thirteen light balls continuously.

  While taking pictures, these reporters also had a lot of questions in their minds. Just now there were thirteen patients standing there, and now they have turned into thirteen light balls. What's going on?

  After more than ten minutes, the white light dissipated, revealing the thirteen people wrapped inside.

  These thirteen people are now all radiant with red light, and there is no longer any sign of illness on them, they are completely normal and healthy.

  The journalists who originally wanted to leave all ran towards those thirteen people at this time, surrounding them.

  Suddenly seeing such a big array, those thirteen people also felt a tension.

  "Hello, I'm Shi Qing, a reporter from the Luqi Evening News. How are you feeling now? Has your illness completely recovered? What was that flash of white light just now?"

  Just now, Shi Qing, who had just ridiculed Qiao Zi'an, stretched out the recorder in front of Xiang Wu and threw out a string of questions.