79: Is Chapter 79 Traditional Chinese dicine Orthodoxy?
79: Is Chapter 79 Traditional Chinese dicine Orthodoxy?
At this mont, the gaze of everyone in the hall was captivated by a group of people who had just entered the venue.
The Korean dical representatives had arrived!
However, unlike what these Chinese dicine practitioners had imagined, the leader of this group of Korean doctors was not an elderly man with white hair, but a young man.
About twenty-five or twenty-six years old, he was dressed in a stylish, Korean-style suit, his obviously youthful face full of disdain, arrogance written all over it.
The group of people behind the young man, the oldest among them not exceeding forty, also had faces filled with arrogance.
“Gentlen, this is the venue for the Chinese dicine Exchange eting hosted by the Jiangcheng Chinese dicine Association.
Have you perchance co to the wrong place?” Chen Jinfu asked, frowning at the group.
The reason he asked was simple, as the group of people, in terms of both appearance and image, had no connection with Chinese dicine, or to be precise, they had nothing in common with the dical profession.
“We are indeed here to participate in this Chinese dicine Exchange eting.”
The young leader replied with a scornful smile, casting a glance at Chen Jinfu in derision.
Chen Jinfu was taken aback, “You’re here to attend the Chinese dicine Exchange eting?” He asked in surprise, “May I ask who you are?”
“Allow to introduce myself, my na is Pu Dongxi, from Goryeo, representing the Korean doctors.
Does President Chen have any more questions?” Pu Dongxi said indifferently, looking at Chen Jinfu.
At these words, all the elder Chinese physicians present, including Chen Jinfu, furrowed their brows, showing signs of discontent.
“What?
The representative of Korean Chinese dicine is such a young whippersnapper?”
“What do they an by this?”
“Sending such a greenhorn to represent them, those Korean doctors clearly do not take Chinese dicine in our Dragon Nation seriously!”
“To have to entertain such a youngster at the grand Dragon Nation Chinese dicine Exchange eting, it truly damages the dignity and image of our Chinese dicine, hmph!”
In the hall, one by one, the grey-haired elder Chinese physicians spoke up indignantly.
They could not stand the idea of exchanging dical expertise with a milk-nosed brat.
Observing the expressions of everyone in the hall, Pu Dongxi gave a cold laugh and said, “Today, you might be hearing my na for the first ti, but I believe that soon my legend will be well-known throughout the entire Dragon Nation’s Chinese dical community.”
“Because my purpose in coming here today is to defeat all the Chinese physicians present in Dragon Nation!”
A challenge to all the Chinese physicians present in Dragon Nation!
After a brief silence in the hall, uproarious laughter erupted.
“A challenge?
Hahaha, I’m dying of laughter,” said Qian Zhenhai, looking at Pu Dongxi with a cold gaze, “Young man, what a big mouth you have, how old are you, to be calling out the Chinese dical community of Dragon Nation?
You should let the old folks among your Korean doctors co and have a proper contest with the legitimate Chinese dicine practitioners of Dragon Nation.”
The other people in the hall also sneered continuously.
Being looked down upon by a young kid caused quite a bit of anger in these people’s hearts.
“Mr.
Pu Dongxi, we do not wish to bully the Korean doctors; please have the representative of the Korean doctors, the elder Mr.
Pu Wonyoung, co over instead,” Chen Jinfu said now, with a smile on his face.
Although this group of Korean doctors was arrogant, as the inheritors of a great nation’s traditional Chinese dicine, Chen Jinfu naturally would not lower himself to quarrel with a bunch of children.
“Heh, have my grandfather co over?”
Pu Dongxi scanned the people in the hall with a cold smile, “Do you think you’re worth it?”
“You…”
“Arrogant.”
Pu Dongxi’s words were like stepping on the tails of those elderly Chinese dicine practitioners, instantly igniting their fury.
“What?
Am I wrong?”
“A bunch of old farts with one foot in the coffin, also dare to call themselves the orthodoxy of Chinese dicine?
What a joke!” Pu Dongxi said with contempt.
Imdiately after, Pu Dongxi uttered another shocking statent.
“I’m here on behalf of my grandfather, not to attend your ridiculous Chinese dicine exchange, but to tell you that from now on, no one in Longguo is allowed to call themselves ‘Chinese dicine’ because Korean dicine is the true orthodoxy of Chinese dicine.”
In an instant, the entire venue fell deathly silent; all the elderly Chinese dicine practitioners were wide-eyed, staring intensely at Pu Dongxi.
Chinese dicine, originated from Longguo, inherited in Longguo, and promoted to the world—how shaful for a group of people to claim the true orthodoxy of Chinese dicine today!
It was simply ridiculous.
Chen Jinfu’s face was ashen as he snorted coldly, “Mr.
Pu Dongxi, I’m afraid you’ve gone a bit too far with your statent.”
“Too far?” Pu Dongxi laughed disdainfully.
“Cut the nonsense, now I represent Korean dicine and challenge you—do you dare to accept?” Pu Dongxi’s expression was impatient as he spoke with a cold face.
“Boasting shalessly, since it’s like that, I, Qian Zhenhai, have no choice but to give you so guidance despite the difference in our ages.” Qian Zhenhai smiled coldly and stood up, fixing his gaze tightly on Pu Dongxi.
He continued, “Draw the line, what would you like to challenge?”
With a confident look, Pu Dongxi glanced at Qian Zhenhai and casually suggested, “How about acupuncture?
Acupuncture shows fast results and really tests the level of a Chinese dicine practitioner, what do you think?”
“Good!” Qian Zhenhai nodded in agreent.
Seeing how things had progressed, Chen Jinfu imdiately arranged for a patient to be prepared for the two to compete.
The patient arrived swiftly, suffering from a long-standing case of periarthritis.
Pu Dongxi approached the patient and said indifferently, “A case of periarthritis, allowing to use my unique needle technique, you must have built up good karma in your past life.”
“Humph, enough talk, apply the needles!” Qian Zhenhai, who was extrely irked by Pu Dongxi’s arrogance, urged him hurriedly.
Pu Dongxi said no more and began to swiftly apply needles to the patient.
The Longguo Chinese dicine practitioners present were stunned upon seeing the needling technique employed by Pu Dongxi.
“Yin Yang Seven Star Needle!”
“It’s the sa as the Nine Yang Rejuvenation Needles, a thod of acupuncture that has been lost for a long ti.”
“How can this be?
How can our ancestors’ knowledge be in the hands of a Korean dicine practitioner?”
At this mont, Qian Zhenhai’s lips were twitching.
In just half an hour, Pu Dongxi had cured over a dozen patients with the Yin Yang Seven Star Needle.
He even challenged over a dozen of the elderly Chinese dicine practitioners present.
Without a doubt, these practitioners, who usually hold high reputations, stood no chance against the Yin Yang Seven Star Needle.
All were defeated miserably!
Even the president of the Jiangcheng Chinese dicine Association felt inferior in front of the Yin Yang Seven Star Needle, as the technique was extraordinary and beyond human capabilities.
Liu Jianbang, too, was tight-faced and anxious on the sidelines.
This young Korean dicine practitioner, Pu Dongxi, was too strong; with just the Yin Yang Seven Star Needle alone, he had already secured an unbeatable position.
Seeing no one else stepping forward, Pu Dongxi laughed triumphantly, “How co?
No one dares to co forward to challenge so soon?”
“Still claiming to be the orthodoxy of Chinese dicine, a bunch of trash!”
“From now on, there is no Chinese dicine in Longguo, huh!”
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