Mo Yinhe’s approach to dealing with issues had always been: it’s better to strike first than to be controlled by others!
He had clearly anticipated that soone might challenge his precious one today. If he were to simply sit back and wait for trouble, he wouldn’t be Mo Yinhe!
Academician Zhou had been right: no one could guarantee that his precious one could overco any and every intractable disease. If soone today presented a condition his precious one couldn’t cure, wouldn’t she be left vulnerable to attack?
If he wanted today’s lecture to conclude successfully, striking first was the better choice.
Indeed, the reaction from the audience was intense.
The dical experts, professors, and students present all grew restless upon seeing the patient wheeled in, and the lecture hall erupted into a fervent uproar!
This was an ALS patient!
Never mind Si Mingjing being just a junior in dicine—even if she were a true master of Chinese dicine, a veritable Divine Doctor, she still couldn’t possibly cure it!
This Xian Chen, to present Si Mingjing with such a cruel problem, is simply unhinged!
However, heh heh, they were loving it!
Many Western doctors present, who were unconvinced by Si Mingjing, had also prepared various intractable diseases to challenge her, but none were as vicious as the problem Xian Chen had posed!
The dical colleagues in their seats completely let loose, whispering among themselves, eager to see Si Mingjing pulled down from her pedestal and thoroughly humiliated!
Chen Yuanbo’s brows were tightly furrowed as he looked coldly at Xian Chen.
What an unscrupulous doctor, to co up with such a vicious problem to trouble Si Mingjing!
Today’s lecture was his own heartfelt effort, aid at making a favorable impression on Si Mingjing. If Doctor Xian Chen ruined it, wouldn’t his efforts be for naught?
For Chen Yuanbo, this was truly an unexpected calamity!
Chen Yuanbo stood up and said sternly, "Doctor Xian!"
It was a severe warning!
But Xian Chen turned a deaf ear.
He walked from his seat to the ALS patient and said to Si Mingjing, "Miss Si, you are the rising star of traditional Chinese dicine and the dia-acclaid Divine Doctor. Please, save him."
The ALS patient lay paralyzed in his wheelchair, unable even to speak, looking at Si Mingjing with eyes that were both intensely fervent and utterly despairing.
The fervency was the patient’s instinctive desire to live, eager to try even with only a 0.0001% chance of hope.
The despair ca from the patient still being rational, knowing that no one could save him, not even if Hua Tuo himself were alive today.
Xian Chen kept goading her, "Miss Si, you can conquer cancer. With just a few needles, you cured a girl with cerebral palsy. One punch allowed a child who needed an amputation to jump around energetically. Surely, you can cure the patient before you, right?
His surna is Lun," Xian Chen continued, "and his given na is Bobing. He used to be a talented young entrepreneur who made significant contributions to society. He’s only twenty-eight this year. Diagnosed with Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis—ALS—two years ago, he has deteriorated to this state in just two short years. He still has a long life ahead of him. We Western doctors are helpless; our only hope now lies in traditional Chinese dicine."
Everyone present couldn’t help but look on with sympathy.
To be afflicted with such a disease... how could one word, ’tragic,’ even begin to cover it?
Xian Chen then leaned over and said to Lun Bobing, "Don’t worry. This Miss Si cos from Prison Star. She has the miraculous ability to revive the dying and nd bones. She will definitely get you back on your feet. She is the Divine Doctor, acclaid by contemporary dia."
This was blatant praise ant to set her up for a fall; everyone could hear it.
The higher Xian Chen praised Si Mingjing now, the harder she would fall from her pedestal in the next mont, crashing down miserably!
Chen Yuanbo stood up from his seat, walked to the podium, took the microphone, and said, "Doctor Xian, this is the Q&A interactive session. As for treating illnesses, I believe it’s best discussed privately after the lecture concludes. Even the most skilled doctor cannot perform an on-the-spot cure; treatnt always involves a process that takes several days..."
Qin Jingqiu, who had been about to stand up to stop Xian Chen from troubling Si Mingjing, relaxed her expression upon hearing Chen Yuanbo’s words.
She echoed, "That’s right. Most of us here are doctors and should understand that curing diseases isn’t sothing that happens overnight. We are here to attend the lecture, so let’s adhere to the normal procedure. Besides, many people still wish to ask questions. This patient can communicate privately with Miss Si after the lecture concludes."
Gu Changbin, his steps fueled by anger, moved from the last row to the front, his fierce and icy glare fixed on Xian Chen.
His deanor scread that if Xian Chen dared to cause any more trouble, he would stomp him into pulp!
His Highness the Prince has always been rciful, never one to easily crush soone to death. However, if anyone dared to trouble his little sister, he would protect her even if it ant becoming a demon on the spot!
Unexpectedly, at this mont, Si Mingjing rose to the challenge. "Ti is life. As dical practitioners, we shouldn’t pick and choose tis or places to treat patients. Director Chen, I am willing to give it a try. However, I’m afraid this will extend the lecture’s duration. I hope it won’t inconvenience you and everyone else present?"
Chen Yuanbo shook his head inwardly upon hearing her audacious words. This Miss Si is far too arrogant, unable to take a hint when it’s offered. She’s digging her own grave!
Chen Yuanbo reminded her, "Miss Si, perhaps you should reconsider?"
"Let try."
Si Mingjing remained calm and composed in the face of the situation.
Chen Yuanbo thought to himself, Since you insist, then even if you end up humiliated, it’s no concern of mine. I already offered you an out; it’s a pity you don’t know when to advance or retreat.
Si Mingjing walked towards the patient, but a portly man grabbed her wrist.
"Miss Si, this isn’t so trifling cold or fever. Even if you refuse, no one will laugh at you. Don’t be foolish!"
Si Mingjing didn’t recognize the portly man before her.
But she could feel his good intentions.
Nevertheless, she shook her head. "It’s alright. If I can’t cure him, I can refuse then. But I can’t fail to even try. That wouldn’t be a healer’s duty."
Qin Jingqiu also rose from her seat, walked over, and tried to stop her. "Mingjing, be rational. This is ALS. Like cancer, it’s a dical conundrum. Why set yourself up for disappointnt and beco a laughingstock? It’s clear that this Doctor Xian just wants to embarrass you."
"Whether what others present is a difficulty or an opportunity depends on my own ability. Sister Qin, don’t worry. If I’m thrust onto the cusp of the storm, it only ans I lack the skill!"
A person with true ability, even if pushed to the brink, can turn the tables, transforming passivity into initiative, and crisis into opportunity!
All plots and sches are re paper tigers in the face of absolute strength!
Si Mingjing wasn’t afraid because, as it happened, she knew how to treat ALS!
On Prison Star, she and her master had cured two ALS patients!
Si Mingjing’s phoenix eyes curved with confidence. As she glanced towards Mo Yinhe, she saw him giving her an encouraging smile, as if cheering her on.
At that mont, a bold thought struck Si Mingjing: Why isn’t he nervous for ? Could it be...
Qu Liushang sat next to Mo Yinhe. Noticing his calm deanor and the fact that he still had the mood to smile, he snorted, "Are you just going to let her be bullied? Is this how you protect her?"
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