"Mr. Qin!"
Without even glancing at the long queue at the entrance of the clinic, Du Zhong strode straight to Qin Yu, radiating enthusiasm.
"Hmm, Divine Doctor Du, you're recovering well!"
Only after nodding did Qin Yu point toward Ou Changfeng, who was scowling, and said, "If it's convenient for you, please take a look at him. He was kicked in a vital area, and the doctor said there's a high chance he'll beco a eunuch!"
"Whoosh whoosh...."
The mont Qin Yu's words dropped, the eyes of those in the queue all fell on Ou Changfeng's critical area.
It couldn't be helped; watching the excitent is a national trait.
"What are you looking at?"
Ou Changfeng's face turned red.
"Alright, I'll have my apprentice open the doors first. I didn't expect the people from Stick Nation to co so early!"
"Divine Doctor Du!"
Du Zhong walked toward the clinic's doorstep, and along the way, people greeted him.
"Bang bang... open the door!"
Du Zhong grabbed the brass ring on the door and knocked twice.
"The master is here!"
Soone inside said and walked to the door, opening the clinic's entrance.
"Ladies and gentlen...."
Turning around, Divine Doctor Du held his fist to his chest and said, "My apprentice's clinic has so matters to attend to today. If you're willing to wait a while longer, we'll treat you after we're done with the urgent case. If you're in a hurry, please visit another hospital nearby. My apologies!"
"Then we'll wait!"
"Yeah, we'll stay and cheer you on!"
"Those people from Stick Nation just now were so arrogant!"
The people in the queue had also seen several n from Stick Nation enter the clinic; probably they had co to cause trouble for Divine Doctor Du's senior apprentice.
The noise of their argunt was so loud, even a deaf person could hear it.
It's just that the Stick Nation side was speaking their Korean language, which the people outside couldn't understand.
"Then I thank you all!"
After bowing, Divine Doctor Du looked at Qin Yu and said, "Mr. Qin, please co in with your friend!"
"Okay!"
Qin Yu didn't bother with Ou Changfeng but supported Lu Wenrou as they entered the clinic.
"Hmph...."
Ou Changfeng felt annoyed but also didn't want to beco a eunuch. Divine Doctor Du was the most famous Divine Doctor in Jinling; if even he couldn't heal him, then he was done for.
With a frown and a sowhat awkward gait, he too entered the clinic.
The remaining people gathered at the doorway, curious to see the situation unfold between the people from Stick Nation and Divine Doctor Du's apprentice.
"Mr. Qin, please take a seat!"
Divine Doctor Du's senior apprentice, who knew Qin Yu, was aware that his master had put in a lot of effort to invite Qin Yu to perform acupuncture on him and reckoned that Qin Yu's dical skills were even superior to his master's.
He was very polite as he brought a chair out for Qin Yu to sit down.
"Wenrou, you sit!"
Qin Yu gave the chair to Lu Wenrou. She had been stabbed twice in the thigh last night; standing for long wouldn't be suitable for her.
As for Ou Changfeng, he didn't receive such good treatnt. The divine doctor Du's eldest disciple simply didn't recognize him. Moreover, since he was a new face and looked very ordinary, he wasn't taken seriously.
He could only slightly stick out his butt and clench his legs, looking quite comical in the posture.
"Hey, cousin, you sit,"
Eventually, Lu Wenrou gave up her seat to Ou Changfeng.
"Hey, now that your master has arrived, are you still going to take the bet or not?"
There were still a few people standing in the courtyard. Among them was one wearing a neat suit, with gold-rimd glasses, looking very handso.
Behind him followed a bodyguard-looking strong man, but the one who spoke was clearly from Hua Country, probably acting as the translator.
"Master... what do you think?"
Since Divine Doctor Du had arrived, his eldest disciple naturally didn't dare to decide on his own and passed the decision-making power to him.
After all, a loss not only involved the reputation of Chinese dicine in Hua Country,
These years, with the invasion of Western dicine, fewer and fewer people believed in Chinese dicine. Even the people from Stick Nation had co forth claiming that they were the authentic practitioners of Chinese dicine and accused Hua Country of plagiarizing their achievents.
"Hmm..."
Divine Doctor Du stroked his beard, pondering for a mont before saying, "They have been pestering for days, and I ignored them. But since they have co to the doorstep, let them state it clearly, how exactly will we bet?"
"My master is asking you, what exactly are the terms of the bet? Please clarify!"
The eldest disciple addressed the translator.
"Mr. Li Sihao's rules are very simple. A patient will be randomly chosen on site, and whoever can diagnose and cure the illness fastest wins. As for the stake..."
The translator's voice trailed off as he took out a rod-shaped box from his briefcase. Upon opening it, a glistening white ginseng was revealed, clearly of extraordinary quality: "This ginseng was inadvertently found by Mr. Li Sihao's grandfather at the foot of Changbai Mountain, and it is five hundred years old. If you win, the ginseng is yours. If you lose, please hand over the ancient formula for the Beauty Enhancent Pill to us."
Divine Doctor Du had several pharmaceutical companies under his na. One of them produced the Beauty Enhancent Pill, which had already beco a bestseller in Stick Nation.
The translator's Li Sihao was a prominent mber of Stick Nation's famous Heixing Group, and his grandfather was specifically responsible for dical research. When they found out that the Beauty Enhancent Pill was developed by a Chinese dicine practitioner in Jinling, Hua Country, he sent his grandson to challenge with the ulterior motive of obtaining the ancient formula for the Beauty Enhancent Pill for free.
"Master, tsk tsk... five hundred years of ginseng!"
Divine Doctor Du's eldest disciple's face showed temptation.
Only a ga-corporation like the Heixing Group would have such heritage to produce a five hundred-year ginseng; ordinary Chinese dicine practitioners and families likely couldn't even produce a hundred-year-old ginseng.
You should know, the national conditions of Stick Nation are completely different from those of our Hua Country. Not to ntion the economy, even politically, these ga-conglorates have the final say.
This ans these conglorates have monopolized the entire nation's resources, so it's truly not surprising that they could produce a five-hundred-year-old ginseng.
"Hmm..."
Qin Yu scratched his chin, even he was tempted by the five-hundred-year-old ginseng. If it could be made into a Qi Replenishing Pill, it could indeed beco a valuable asset in a critical mont.
However, they were challenging Divine Doctor Du, and it wouldn't be right to snatch the opportunity from him, would it?
"This..."
After all, Divine Doctor Du was an elderly person, and his ntality was certainly more stable. A five hundred-year-old ginseng was tempting, but his opponents were not fools, were they?
It was clear they were targeting his Beauty Enhancent Pill formula; if he lost and had to hand over the formula, it would not only be a loss for Chinese dicine in Hua Country but also an he could no longer produce this dicine, basically cutting down his own money tree.
While Divine Doctor Du was weighing the pros and cons, the handso Li Sihao pushed up his gold-rimd glasses and said in stiff Chinese, "What's wrong, Divine Doctor Du, are you afraid? If you feel that your Hua Country's Chinese dicine is inferior to ours, just say it out loud. We won't force you!"
"Your Stick Nation is but a speck, and having copied a few dical books from our ancestors, you've learned just a bit of the basics and now inflate your ego, thinking yourselves superior?"
Divine Doctor Du sternly rebuked.
The challenger's words had escalated to the level of national pride, and he was certainly angry.
"Hehe, then take the bet with us!"
Li Sihao laughed sinisterly.
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