The Young Urban Doctor Chapter 706: Just Crazy

Chapter 706: Chapter 706: Just Crazy

(Chapter Eight. Today’s updates have ended; the continuation will be tomorrow, with one more day of additional updates.)

Seeing Gu Jian’an’s deanor, Luo Ziling lightly counterattacked, “I always thought that older people were supposed to be open-minded, just like my grandfather. But today, when I saw that plaque, I realized I was wrong. After listening to what you just said, I’m even more convinced that my previous belief that all elderly people are open-minded is incorrect.”

Gu Jian’an imdiately stopped smiling and, word by word, asked Luo Ziling, “If Luo Liansheng thinks his acupuncture skill is so good, why doesn’t he dare to compete with ? Since he wants to act like a shrinking turtle, I can only assu his acupuncture skill isn’t much to speak of, and he doesn’t dare to challenge .”

“My grandfather simply disdains such pointless acts,” Luo Ziling said with a face full of scorn as he looked at Gu Jian’an, “In my grandfather’s eyes, dical skill is for treating illnesses and saving lives, not for competing with others. Fa is completely unimportant; what matters is being able to cure the sick and to promote the cause of traditional dicine.”

Luo Ziling’s words took Wu Hongwei and Wang Tongshan by surprise; they had been hesitating over whether to stand up and diate and were moved by what they heard.

dical skill is for treating illnesses and saving lives, not for competing with others. Fa is completely unimportant; what matters is being able to cure the sick and to promote the cause of traditional dicine—what statent could better reflect the noble integrity of a healer?

Even Gu Changwei, who was quite angry about Luo Ziling’s disrespect towards his grandfather, felt similar admiration; he thought that what Luo Ziling had said was truly noble and impressive.

Yang Qingyin, of course, agreed with what Luo Ziling said. She had heard him express similar sentints many tis; to her, this was simply Luo Ziling’s personality. Unafraid of anyone, he dared to say anything, always speaking his mind—this was the trait she admired most about Luo Ziling.

However, Gu Jian’an expressed contempt for Luo Ziling’s views, “Don’t you think that mutual learning and comparison could better improve dical skill? Doctors may not always agree on a patient’s diagnosis, and by exchanging different thods of treatnt, a better approach could be chosen. Competition is also a motivation; practitioners behind in skill will, after losing, be spurred on to study hard and ultimately achieve greatness. What right do you have to claim others don’t want to promote the cause of traditional dicine?”

The people present, except for Gu Jian’an himself, didn’t know that the reasoning behind Luo Ziling’s words was almost the sa as the reason why Luo Liansheng had refused to compete in acupuncture skill with him years before. Hence, upon hearing this, he beca angry and retorted rudely.

Gu Jian’an’s rebuttal surprised Gu Changwei.

In his mory, his grandfather had never argued about these matters with anyone, not even with his peers.

Those of Gu Jian’an’s generation had always been respectful towards Old Sir Gu and never spoke arrogantly. Old Sir Gu also rarely spoke so much, let alone in a tone filled with resentnt. It seed that Luo Ziling’s grandfather had truly left a deep impression on Old Sir Gu, and seeing Luo Ziling today evoked a sense of seeing a nesis which heightened the animosity.

“Sir Gu does have a point,” Luo Ziling didn’t refute Gu Jian’an’s words but instead nodded, “So, did Sir Gu invite Mr. Wang to ask here today because you want to test my acupuncture skill against yours?”

Wang Tongshan and Wu Hongwei, who originally wanted to interject a few words, kept their mouths shut when they heard what Luo Ziling said and continued to listen attentively. They too were very eager to see the elder and the young man compete, to witness the style of true masters.

Gu Jian’an considered himself the foremost acupuncturist in Huaxia and no one had managed to take down his dical hall’s plaque, proving that his acupuncture skill was indeed remarkable. Luo Ziling’s ability to save Wang Tongshan with his acupuncture also indicated great skill, so they were keen to see whose acupuncture skill was superior.

Especially Wu Hongwei, who taught traditional dicine, had learned a lot from his interactions with Gu Jian’an over the past few years.

However, since Gu Jian’an had passed on the acupuncture skill to his son and grandson, he hardly ever perford it himself anymore, and it was difficult to see his needle technique in action. Therefore, Wu Hongwei was even more excited today than the others.

“You’re not qualified to challenge ,” Gu Jian’an said disdainfully to Luo Ziling, “The only one qualified to challenge or compete with is Sir Luo.”

“That’s fine,” Luo Ziling didn’t mind and chuckled, “When Mr. Wang invited to see Old Sir Gu, I made it clear that I don’t want to compare dical skills or acupuncture skill, because they’re not ant for showing off. Now that Old Sir Gu has also refused to compete, I can rest easy. There’s nothing else then, right? We’ll be on our way.”

Luo Ziling’s words stunned everyone present.

Especially Wu Hongwei, Wang Tongshan, and Gu Changwei, who were looking forward to witnessing the needle skills of the two masters, felt even more disappointed.

Even Gu Changwei was hoping to see his own grandfather compete with Luo Ziling.

The unique acupuncture skill of the Gu Family was extraordinary, and Gu Changwei didn’t believe there was another needle technique that could surpass the “Gu Family Acupuncture,” but from his grandfather’s reaction, he felt that the needle technique Luo Ziling’s grandfather knew might be even more formidable than the “Gu Family Acupuncture.”

Therefore, he was very curious about what Luo Ziling’s needle technique was like.

Gu Jian’an had not expected Luo Ziling to propose leaving so soon, and anger imdiately showed on his face, “You ca here to challenge us, pointing fingers at the signboard of our Guoying National dical Hall; that’s an insult to our Gu Family. Unless you apologize, it’s not possible for you to just leave. Do you know the origin of the na ‘Guoying National dical Hall’?”

“I don’t know; I just find it quite a mouthful,” Luo Ziling chuckled, “A na with two repeating characters, don’t you find it awkward?”

“Ignorant boy, spewing nonsense,” Gu Jian’an fud. “‘Guoying’ is a National Hero. Have you seen who inscribed these words? Do you know who wrote them?”

“I don’t know,” Luo Ziling shook his head firmly, “The na is diocre, and the handwriting is even more so, nothing impressive.”

Gu Jian’an was nearly spitting blood with rage. The sign “Guoying National dical Hall,” which he regarded as a treasure of their hall, was so belittled by Luo Ziling. He truly wanted to kick Luo Ziling out. The person who provided the inscription was of an incredibly high status.

Gu Jian’an was usually very composed and rarely got angry, but after encountering Luo Ziling today and seeing his arrogant deanor and the sardonic tone of his speech, he just couldn’t help feeling angry.

“Truly an ignorant child,” Gu Jian’an finally just sneered several tis, “Too naive to understand the gravity of your words, daring to speak in such a manner.”

“There’s nothing I’m afraid to say,” Luo Ziling was not at all intimidated by Gu Jian’an’s anger, “My calligraphy is definitely more outstanding than the one who inscribed the plaque, so I can look down on him; I now believe that my dical skill, including my acupuncture skill, is better than yours, so I can also look down on you!”

Luo Ziling’s words even startled Yang Qingyin.