"Are you sure Bayan will lose?" Professor Ge said curiously.

Song Che watched from afar, his eyes focused on Bayan's left leg, and said, "Bayan's leg had just been injured before?"

Upon hearing this, Bayan's father immediately widened his eyes and said incrediblely: "How do you know?"

"I am a doctor." Song Che replied.

But Bayan's father was still surprised.

Even the wise doctor can detect his son's secret disease without personally diagnosing or using a machine to check it. It is really strange.

"Yes, Bayan fell off a horse not long ago and broke his left leg." Bayan's father said: "Later, he treated our local doctor with syrup, and it has been almost healing recently."

"Spiritual therapy?" Zhu Xie and others were also confused.

"Mongolian doctor's treatment method." Song Che Dai answered: "The principle is probably to use hot butter to put it into the stomach or intestines of sheep, and then apply it to the wound."

The Mongolians can be regarded as a nation on horseback.

From ancient times to the present, the Mongolians on the grassland have been engaged in physical labor for a long time, so they often suffer from some skin and flesh trauma, which has also formed some physical therapy methods with ethnic characteristics.

The main characteristic of Mongolian medicine is to treat these bruises and injuries.

It is hard to say whether the Mongolian doctor is reliable or not, but Song Che can be sure that the doctor who treated Bayan's legs must be unreliable.

I haven't seen it just now that Bayan is about to fall and pose for a stance. The support force on his left leg is obviously insufficient, which makes the lower plate not stable.

The young and middle-aged man in front of Bayan looked like Kong Wu was powerful. Bayan fought with him, and obviously had a small chance of winning...

Bayan's father didn't care about Song Che's ignorant eyes for the time being, and ran over with concern and shouted, "Bayan, what are you doing?"

Before Bayan could respond, someone cheered: "Bayan proposed to show up with Temu, whoever wins will be able to date Tana."

When Bayan's father heard this, he knew that the two boys were jealous and immediately became angry: "Things that are useless!"

Bayan was determined for love and said stubbornly: "Dad, don't worry, this is a matter between me and Temu!"

Bayan's father scolded: "I don't care about you normally, but your leg injury has not healed. You are overestimating your ability!"

“…”

Song Che and others were speechless.

The small ones are reckless, and the big ones are confused.

Okay, now everyone knows that Bayan has a leg injury. Isn’t this just showing his life to beat someone?

Sure enough, the man opposite Bayan was the young and middle-aged man named Temuer. When he heard this information, he showed an arrogant expression on his face and sneered: "Bayan, it's still time for you to regret it now. I don't know you as much as you, so that I won't win later. Others say that I won't win."

"Stop talking nonsense, the men on the grassland are not cowardly!" Bayan said in anger, and while annoyed his father's talkativeness, he unconsciously moved his left leg.

Originally, he had a passionate blessing, but now that his father said this, his confidence was instantly extinguished. He couldn't help but try his left leg with scruples, and immediately realized that he really couldn't exert his strength.

As the saying goes, a brave person wins when he meets on a narrow road. Anyone who shows a hint of timidity in his heart is equivalent to losing more than half of his advance.

At this time, the beautiful young woman next to her advised, "Bayan, forget it, don't show off."

She is Bayan's favorite goddess, and she is also the "beauty disaster" that triggered this contest, named Tana.

But at this time, the more the goddess persuaded her, the worse the situation would be.

As a grassland man, how can he admit defeat in front of the goddess?

"Tana, do you think I will lose?" Bayan said unconvincedly, feeling that his self-esteem was quite hurt.

Although she could feel Tana's concern, Tana did not persuade Temuer, but instead advised Bayan, which seemed to even question Bayan's strength.

"I don't mean that, just..." Tana didn't know how to explain for a moment.

Temuer shouted: "Tana, don't worry, this is a duel between men on the grassland, and it is also a competition between me and Bayan to compete with who is more qualified to pursue you. You are so beautiful that you should deserve the protection of the strong!"

I have to say that the grassland man flirts with girls is so straightforward and direct.

From ancient times to the present, only the strong are qualified to have beautiful women on the grassland.

If anyone is not convinced, then use the simplest, rough and direct way to show off.

The culture on the grassland has always only respected the strong!

"It's okay, childish." Long Yuanni muttered.

"What's the matter? People are competing for force, while cities compete for financial resources. The essence is the same." Zhu Xie agrees with this, after all, he comes from the army and also appreciates this way of quarreling if he doesn't agree.

"But Bayan will definitely be defeated. I will be embarrassed and lose women later. I am afraid he will be heartbroken." Di Tianhou smiled bitterly.

Song Che thought about it silently, then suddenly walked up. Seeing that the two of them were already ready to beat, he shouted, "Wait a moment."

Bayan and everyone were stunned for a moment. After the sound of the sound, they saw a young man walking towards him and said, "Bayan, let me help you."

Bayan was shocked and suspicious. Temur on the opposite side sarcastically said, "Bayan, you still have reinforcements, but your reinforcements don't look very good."

According to their aesthetic view of grassland people, a gentle and gentle little face like Song Che is a typical feature of a weak chicken.

Song Che also heard the sarcasm and smiled: "You misunderstood. I mean to deal with Bayan's leg injury so that you can have a fair showdown. Do you want to win an opponent who is physically uncomfortable?"

When Temuer heard this, he looked at Song Che in surprise and said, "Are you a doctor?"

But even if Song Che admitted it, Temuer was still contemptuous.

Like the secular public, they all adhere to the view that "the older they get, the more popular they become."

Such a young white-faced person with few beards can have any skilled medical skills? He is probably a medical student who has just graduated.

In addition, the grassland people have never paid attention to traditional Chinese medicine, and have no leisure to watch "In the Apricot Forest", so when they see Song Che who is walking to the center of the venue, they mostly have the mentality of watching the excitement.

"Aren't you Professor Ge's student?" Bayan whispered to Song Che who walked up to him.

"I haven't said that." Song Che could see his doubts and said, "You just say believe me or not."

He was too lazy to deal with this kind of jealousy. He just thought about the entertainment relationship between others and couldn't bear to see the good guy lose and lose, so he wanted to help.

When the scene was awkward, Bayan's father came up and slapped Bayan on the back of the forehead, cursing: "I heard from this doctor, can he harm you! I just saw your leg injury at a glance!"

Upon hearing this, Bayan quickly restrained his gentle attitude, but hesitated and said, "Is it still time to cure now?"

"Of course it's time, as long as you don't give up on treatment." Song Che smiled gently, and his clear smile was so warm that it was not inferior to the spring sunshine on the grassland.

Even Tana next to her was fascinated by it.

I'm tired of seeing Bayan and Temur's rough grassland men, these fine skin and tender flesh, handsome and handsome little white faces have unique charm.?
Chapter completed!