"Doesn’t this make it more challenging?" An Yiqing responded with a smile, stepping over to another hospital bed to begin her examination.
This patient was an elderly man, around fifty years old, with a sallow complexion and a frail, emaciated body. His eyes were dull and jaundiced. Ever since he was brought in, the old man had been coughing incessantly, as if he might cough up a lung.
"Xiao Jiu, give the silver needle." While An Yiqing was examining him with her head lowered, she extended her left hand.
Xiao Jiu promptly pulled a silver needle pouch from the bag she was carrying and handed it to An Yiqing.
"I’m going to give you an acupuncture treatnt, which will temporarily relieve your cough." An Yiqing said in an international language to the elderly man, then swiftly applied the silver needle to his acupoint with precision, before anyone had ti to react.
Amazingly, shortly after An Yiqing applied her silver needle, the old man’s coughing symptoms indeed lessened considerably, and his complexion even gained a bit of color.
An Yiqing’s skill with the needle seed ordinary, but it left the amateur guests in the audience wide-eyed and amazed.
"Incredible, the young girl’s dical skills are becoming more and more impressive!" Bai Yiming laughed joyfully, as if he himself was the one under the spotlight of admiration.
Old Master Bai rarely agreed with his grandson, but he nodded and marveled, "I don’t understand much about dical arts, but seeing how Xiao Qing applied the needle, she should at least be in the top three in this competition, right?!"
Just as he finished speaking, Yin Xilin’s crisp voice ca from behind.
"Grandpa Bai, my beautiful master is aiming for the first place! How can just the top three be enough?" Yin Xilin playfully stuck out her tongue, "Master Grandpa said that if the beautiful master doesn’t co back with the first place, he won’t let her in the door!"
Old Master Bai was taken aback and looked at Yin Xilin, then at the equally stunned Old Master An and others, and began to chuckle quietly.
"Little girl, if your master truly gets kicked out by your Master Grandpa, whose side will you take?" Pei Yuanzhi found Yin Xilin quite interesting and asked with a smile.
Yin Xilin pouted and imdiately replied, "The championship is bound to be my master’s; she could never be kicked out!" In her heart, An Yiqing was unquestionably the champion, and no one could defeat her.
Everyone laughed softly again, even Gu Yelin slightly curled his lips.
After a round of teasing, the elders began discussing serious matters.
"Mr. Ye missed out on the dical competitions twice in a row, which has been a major regret for him. This ti, his expectations are likely to be very high, right?" Pei Yuanzhi looked at the competition venue. Ye Chenghong was sitting still, staring in the direction of An Yiqing and Nie Yuan, his eyes revealing neither worry nor calmness.
"Of course, the other day Niuniu went ho saying she must win this championship for her master. Mr. Ye is not only the Sect Leader of dicine Sect but also has a pure heart. He has always felt guilty toward Xuanjin for the championship going to others twice before." Old Master An sighed, "There are many hidden sects within Xuanjin, but the only one worthy of being called ’righteous’ is the dicine Sect!"
The elders nodded in agreent. The hidden sects within Xuanjin were nurous, yet only a few were willing to save lives and treat illnesses unconditionally for the Xuanjin people. Although Ye Chenghong lived in seclusion for twenty years, he had traveled extensively throughout the country during those years, healing countless patients on the brink of death.
This alone surpassed what many self-proclaid righteous sects could achieve.
True compassion in dical practice has never been about re words.
"Hopefully, this ti the dicine Sect can genuinely win the championship, which would be a trendous blessing for Xuanjin. I was initially fretting over how to invite Mr. Ye to be a special consultant up above, but if the dicine Sect takes the championship, I might seize the opportunity to invite Mr. Ye over, haha!" Hua Zhifeng laughed heartily, looking forward even more to the performance of An Yiqing and the dicine Sect.
"Why insist on inviting Mr. Ye? Just go for Xiao Qing! That girl’s dical skills are now on par with Mr. Ye’s, and her thods are exceedingly impressive."
"Oh?" Hua Zhifeng looked at Old Master Gu, who had spoken, in surprise, "Is Xiao Qing’s dical skill already so formidable?"
"If you don’t believe it, watch tomorrow’s competition, and you’ll see." Old Master Gu gave a mysterious smile, leaving Hua Zhifeng with a great suspense.
At this ti, the competition arena had already entered a stalemate. Half an hour had passed, and so mbers of the participating teams began to feel anxious.
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