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What?
What's going on?
Liu Dong felt a burning pain on his cheek and couldn't believe his ears as he stared dumbfounded at his father, Liu Jianshu.
Previously, he had been adamant about transferring from a Western dical College in another city to the Chinese dicine College in Tianhai, and Liu Jianshu didn't say much at first.
However, after Shen Feng, the first-place winner of the national dical selection competition, disappeared, and Huaxia Country suffered consecutive failures in the International dical Competition, resulting in traditional Chinese dicine being denied by the international dical community.
Liu Jianshu kept urging him to transfer, completely dismissing Shen Feng as a downright fraud.
Just yesterday, in a phone call, Liu Jianshu was still discussing this matter!
How could it be that today, his father Liu Jianshu seed like a changed man? And since when had Shen Feng beco his godfather?
Most importantly, according to Liu Jianshu's tone of speech, Shen Feng didn't even want to acknowledge him as his godson?
Liu Dong felt as if he had eaten excrent; could soone please tell him what on earth was going on?
The students who knew Liu Dong were instantly dumbstruck; how had this guy, who had backed out of the International dical Competition, suddenly beco Liu Dong's godfather? This plot twist was too outrageous, leaving them feeling completely confused.
Liu Jianshu saw Liu Dong standing there, still in a daze, and "smack!"—another slap landed on the back of his head: "Can't you understand what I'm saying? Was that the way you just spoke to an elder? And calling soone a 'jumping clown'? Look at yourself; you're not even comparable to one of Mr. Shen's toes. How did I ever have a son like you? Apologize right now."
After scolding him, he hurriedly turned to Shen Feng with an apologetic smile: "Mr. Shen, I fear I've failed in my son's upbringing. Please give this boy a chance to turn over a new leaf."
Liu Jianshu lowered his stance for two reasons: one, Shen Feng had indeed cured his arm; and two, there was no guarantee that he or his family wouldn't co down with a difficult-to-treat disease in the future, so maintaining a good relationship with such a divine doctor was absolutely necessary.
Moreover, the outco of Yuan Jiwen hinted to him that Shen Feng was not just a powerful doctor, but more than that.
Being beaten again on the back of his head by his own father, Liu Dong was going insane. Although his father might have been a little strict with him in the past, he had never slapped him across the face or on the back of his head, especially not in front of so many people; the anger in his heart was unbearable.
He stepped back two steps and, looking at Liu Jianshu, shouted, "Why should I apologize? What makes him qualified to be my godfather?"
"Dad, are you being deceived by this guy? You didn't say this to over the phone yesterday. Regardless, I'm going to withdraw from school today. Even if you slap hundreds more tis, I still won't change my mind."
Liu Jianshu was fuming so much he thought his head would explode. He wanted to roll up his sleeves and show this bastard son the dical skills of Shen Feng.
But at that mont, Shen Feng waved his hand at Liu Jianshu and said, "Leave this matter to !"
It wouldn't be enough just to deal with Liu Dong; there were so many other students intending to drop out. He had to reignite their hope in Chinese dicine in the shortest ti possible.
After hearing Shen Feng's words, Liu Jianshu didn't roll up the sleeves on his arm and after he glared furiously at Liu Dong, he said, "You little brat, when have I ever tricked you?"
Liu Dong, consud by anger, didn't hear Liu Jianshu's words and shouted at Shen Feng, "Regardless of what tricks you pull today, we're still going to withdraw!"
Shen Feng ignored Liu Dong and approached Chen Jishun, who was standing there in shock, and said, "I apologize for the inconvenience, I ran into sothing important and didn't manage to participate in the International dical Competition."
In the field of dicine, Shen Feng was considered his senior. At first, they were very angry when they couldn't find Shen Feng.
But as the situation beca increasingly severe, their anger faded away, and they only wished for Shen Feng to return as soon as possible.
Chen Jishun cald his emotions, respectfully saying, "Senior Shen, please don't say that. It's good enough that you've returned. The Chinese dicine Community in Huaxia Country cannot be without you!"
"Without you, our Huaxia Country's Chinese dicine Community would only be trampled upon by the International dical Circle. You are the backbone of our Chinese dicine Community; You must stand up for us in Huaxia Country's Chinese dicine Community this ti!"
Hearing Principal Chen repeatedly addressing Shen Feng as Senior Shen,
Liu Dong was even more disdainful: "Principal Chen, stop your acting, your expression is realistic enough to win an Oscar, but unfortunately, we are not fools."
"The International dical Competition is like the ultimate hall of dreams for any doctor, yet this guy backed out last minute. Does he deserve to be a doctor at all?"
Liu Jianshu wished he could rush forward and slap Liu Dong several tis; the kid was becoming more and more lawless.
Shen Feng patted Chen Jishun's shoulder and reassured, "Don't worry, Chinese dicine won't disappear from this world."
Then, he turned his gaze toward Liu Dong and said calmly, "The International dical Competition is the ultimate hall of dreams for every doctor? It's a pity that doesn't include ."
"I don't feel the need to explain why I didn't participate in the International dical Competition, but my dical expertise no longer needs anyone's recognition."
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The words had barely left his lips.
Liu Dong's face showed a scornful expression; he wanted to mock Shen Feng's rebuttal.
But Shen Feng had already flicked a silver needle at his left arm, saying, "Your left arm is broken, now try moving it a bit!"
Liu Dong's complexion changed, it was apparent that his arm was broken, this wasn't considered a particularly brilliant display of dical skill.
That morning, a large-scale chaos had occurred in the school, and it was in that turmoil that his arm had been broken.
However, imdiately following that, the dropout activities began and he hadn't gone to the hospital, instead joining the dropout activities directly.
Looking at the silver needle sticking out of his arm, he found it utterly laughable; but when he tried moving his left arm, his expression changed once more, a look of shock erging on his face. Could he really move his arm flexibly? Was his broken arm completely healed?
Had Shen Feng restored his arm to health with just a flick of a needle from afar?
Ignoring the shocked Liu Dong, Shen Feng continued to walk towards the crowd of students.
He flicked another needle towards a chubby girl clutching her stomach, "Your belly has been hurting for a whole day now, hasn't it?"
The chubby girl was just about to retort when she felt no more pain in her stomach. A look of delight appeared on her face, and she suddenly cried out, "My stomach doesn't hurt anymore! How did you do that? You just flicked a needle through the air!"
Shen Feng did not answer the chubby girl's words and continued to move forward, stopping in front of a skinny boy.
With a wave of his hand.
Turns out this thin boy was wearing a wig, which suddenly fell off his head, revealing his premature baldness and prompting the surrounding people to want to burst out laughing.
The thin boy's face turned beet red; he had always concealed his baldness very well. Just as he was about to curse loudly.
Shen Feng flicked yet another silver needle.
The needle struck the thin boy's scalp, and slowly, very slowly, a miracle happened. Hair began growing on his bald spot, sprouting like magic. Soon, he was no longer bald.
The students around, who were about to laugh out loud, were filled with shock, their mouths wide open as if they could swallow an egg whole.
When the thin boy saw the eyes of the people around him, he too felt that his head was no longer cold. After touching it, he cried out in both surprise and delight, "I have hair? I have hair? I'm not bald anymore!"
Without stopping his stride, Shen Feng passed by a man with glasses and flicked a needle once more, precariously hitting his private parts underneath.
Imdiately after, that part of the man with glasses rose abruptly, as if it was about to burst through his pants.
The man with glasses cried tears of joy. As a reclusive otaku, he had previously indulged too much in watching adult videos and taking care of things with 'the five sisters', which had caused his manhood to nearly beco useless. He had been scorned by his hard-won girlfriend and was at the point of despair.
But now, as if the clouds had parted to reveal the sun, he could not care less about the occasion, and he couldn't help but shout to the heavens, "Gu Manman, today I will do battle with you for three hundred rounds!"
Shen Feng casually treated one student after another.
He treated well over a hundred students, every single one of their ailnts fixed with just one needle, no matter how difficult to treat.
The students standing further back were unaware of what had been happening in the front.
However, the news from the front was quickly spreading backwards.
Shen Feng healed a fracture with one needle!
Shen Feng cured a bellyache with one needle!
Shen Feng made a bald man grow hair instantly with one needle!
Shen Feng turned a man who couldn't lift his private part into an incredibly masculine man with one needle!
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As the news spread, the entire playground beca silent as a graveyard in an instant.
Finally coming to a stop, Shen Feng spoke indifferently, "Actually, Chinese dicine isn't as bad as you all think!"
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