Hua Feiyang’s words shocked everyone.
At first, everyone thought that the kid who dared to question Hou Jiangbao must be pretty impressive! Turns out, he’s just an intern who couldn’t even beco a full-fledged doctor in three years and was fired!
After hearing that Qin Feng had been an intern who hadn’t been promoted in three years and had been fired, Hou Jiangbao imdiately let out a disdainful cold laugh.
"Heh heh!"
After laughing, he said coldly, "Zhonghai dical University ranks among the top three dical schools in Dragon Country. Students who graduate from there are the elite of the future in major hospitals, coveted by all. And you, not only did you fail to make it in three years, but you also got kicked out. This shows how utterly ignorant you are! An ignoramus like you shouldn’t delay the treatnt of Mr. Yang here!"
After Hou Jiangbao’s scolding, onlookers imdiately joined in.
"A waste who couldn’t even get promoted in three years, what right does he have to question Divine Doctor Hou?"
"More than failing to get promoted, he got fired! In my view, he knows jack shit, just spouting nonsense everywhere, and he probably offended the leadership at his hospital, which is why he was fired."
"If it were as the leader, I would’ve fired him too. Otherwise, what is he here for, Qingming Festival? He’s so annoying, he could infuriate soone to death!"
...
Everyone had a say, determined to shatter Qin Feng’s backbone.
Ordinary people, after being criticized like this, would either want to find a hole to crawl into or slink away in disgrace!
But Qin Feng didn’t.
Facing the ridicule of the crowd, he simply smiled slightly.
Qin Feng glanced at the big clot of poison and realized sothing was amiss. The toxins in Yang Jun’s blood did not co from food, nor were they an accumulation over the years but rather witchcraft-based poison.
If it had been regular toxins, Hou Jiangbao’s showy skills, though damaging to Yang Jun’s body, could at least completely expel the toxins.
Becase Yang Jun was afflicted with witchcraft poison, things were different. Even if they were to drain all the blood from Yang Jun’s body with such forceful expelling, it would not cleanse the witchcraft toxins.
Because witchcraft poison could multiply in the blood, one generating two, two generating three, three generating endlessly.
Hou Jiangbao, who had already administered two needles, continued to show off and picked up the third Silver Needle, then turned his back.
This action astounded everyone and filled them with anticipation.
"Is Divine Doctor Hou going to administer the final needle with his back turned?"
"How can he do it with his back turned?"
"Does he have to show off like this? I want to bear Divine Doctor Hou’s little monkeys!"
...
The crowd’s gushing adulation was a treat for Hou Jiangbao.
With a flick of his fingers, the Silver Needle zipped through the air. After flying around two ters, the Silver Needle unexpectedly made a U-turn and ca back.
"Zzzt!"
A silver flash passed by, and the last Silver Needle hit Yang Jun’s back precisely, nailing the exact center of the poison clot.
"You’d better remove the Silver Needle quickly, or you’ll end up killing him," Qin Feng reminded.
"You, a fired intern, stop spouting nonsense here!" Hou Jiangbao rebuked Qin Feng and then explained to the crowd, "I am detoxifying Mr. Yang! In a mont, all the toxins in Mr. Yang’s body will be expelled along this Silver Needle."
As soon as Hou Jiangbao finished speaking, a black line of fluid, following the Silver Needle, gushed out like a fountain.
Upon seeing this, Hua Feiyang beca excited and shouted in praise, "See? Does everyone see? All the toxins in Mr. Yang’s body are coming out through the Silver Needle. Divine Doctor Hou’s intervention is truly a miracle cure! If I could beco a disciple of Divine Doctor Hou in this lifeti, it would be the blessing of my eight lifetis."
When Hou Jiangbao made his identity known, Hua Feiyang imdiately started scheming in his heart. Although he also graduated from Zhonghai dical University, his bad grades during school almost caused his thesis to fail. Therefore, he was assigned to a small hospital.
To do well as a doctor, you must work in a good hospital or on a good platform.
So, as soon as Hou Jiangbao appeared, he saw him as a big leg to cling to, eager to embrace it.
Even if he couldn’t beco Hou Jiangbao’s disciple, being able to enter Apricot Grove Hall would be a hundred tis better than staying in the current small hospital!
Hou Jiangbao was a shrewd man. From the mont Hua Feiyang jumped out, he guessed that the young man must want sothing.
He glanced at Hua Feiyang and asked, "Do you want to take as your master?"
"Yes, Divine Doctor Hou," Hua Feiyang knelt before Hou Jiangbao with a thud, kowtowing, and said, "Master, please accept your disciple’s bow!"
"Even if you worship , I won’t accept you as my disciple. To beco my apprentice, you must undergo strict assessnt. However, seeing how sincere you are, you can co to my Apricot Grove Hall and start as a nial worker, beginning as a dicine boy. When patients co for treatnt, you can help prepare and cook their dicines for them. Would you be willing to do that?"
"Willing, ten thousand tis willing! As long as I can be beside Divine Doctor Hou, I’d do anything, even grunt work."
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