"So, we're allies now." Qingdaofu smiled slightly, "Do you want to treat the wounds on your face? You know, with our gene modification technology, giving you a new face is no big deal."
"No," the tone of Purple Thorn was full of hatred, "I want to keep this face, so when I kill the King of rcenaries, I can use his skin to make a new one!"
...
The next day.
Ren Feng lay in bed as the morning sunlight stread down.
Ren Feng was still in dreamland. Since returning to Huaxia, he no longer had the constant tension he used to feel, so he was happy to sleep in every morning.
"Your Majesty, there's a rogue outside the palace asking to see you. Will you take the call or execute them? Your Majesty, there's a rogue outside the palace asking to see you. Will you take the call or execute them?"
Suddenly, Ren Feng's phone ringtone started repeating.
Damn, who's calling so early in the morning?
Feeling a bit speechless, Ren Feng silenced his phone and tried to go back to sleep.
But imdiately, the phone rang again.
Ren Feng pressed it again, and it rang once more.
In an instant, Ren Feng was furious. Can a man not get so sleep around here?
When he answered the call, Yu Guanyi's anxious voice ca through.
"Young friend, do you have a mont? Can you co over?"
"Encountered another incurable disease?" Ren Feng yawned.
"No, our traditional Chinese dicine is being challenged. The opponent has co straight to us, young friend, please co quickly."
"Challenging traditional Chinese dicine?" Ren Feng yawned again, "Can't you handle it yourself? Let sleep a bit more."
"No, young friend, this ti the person is formidable. If we lose, the entire reputation of traditional Chinese dicine will be weakened."
"What's that got to do with ?" Ren Feng yawned for the third ti.
On the other end, Yu Guanyi was extrely anxious, very frustrated with Ren Feng's attitude.
"Young friend, if you co over, I'll introduce my granddaughter to you." Yu Guanyi stomped his foot in anger.
"Introduce your granddaughter to ? You must be joking... Wait, what did you say? Granddaughter? Old Yu, how co you didn't say so earlier? You actually have a granddaughter? Is she pretty, does she have a big chest? Oh, Old Yu, with our years of friendship, this is really, why not tell sooner? Protecting traditional Chinese dicine is my duty, even if there's a mountain of knives and a sea of flas ahead, I won't shy away. Hold on, let put on so socks first."
Listening to the sounds of Ren Feng scrambling on the other end, Yu Guanyi was taken aback.
After hanging up the phone, a rather uneasy traditional Chinese dicine practitioner next to him asked, "Mr. Yu, will he co?"
Yu Guanyi chuckled wryly, he'd almost "sold" his granddaughter, how could he not co?
But this guy gets so excited at the re ntion of a woman, there's no way he could actually introduce his granddaughter to him. Otherwise, it wouldn't be good for his granddaughter.
It's just a pity this guy has such astonishing dical skills.
"Guanyi, this ti it's my fault," said an old man of similar age sitting next to Yu Guanyi, the director of the city's first hospital, and a lifelong friend of Yu Guanyi.
A while ago, a group of visiting doctors from abroad ca to Jiangnan City for an inspection, and Ye Chong was appointed to receive them, being a Western doctor himself, he shared a common language with them.
At first, the doctors behaved normally, exchanging experiences at various hospitals, but yesterday, soone suggested they should exchange with traditional Chinese dicine.
Ye Chong imdiately thought of Yu Guanyi, as he was the president of Jiangnan City's Traditional Chinese dicine Association and rich in traditional Chinese dicine experience. For an exchange, it had to be him.
However, it was unexpected that just as the people were brought over today, those Western doctors began provoking and pushing the limits; they completely looked down on traditional Chinese dicine and ca deliberately to suppress it.
At this mont, across from them sat a group of blonde-haired and blue-eyed foreigners, both male and female, of varying ages. In the center, a foreign doctor was competing with a practitioner of traditional Chinese dicine.
"Dr. Zhao," the foreigner's accent was awkward, "you must understand that all ailnts in the human body are caused by viruses. As long as you control and eliminate the virus, the conditions will be cured. I cannot understand your concept of natural integration or unity of the universe."
Dr. Zhao, a seasoned traditional Chinese dicine practitioner himself, was having a hard ti with the foreign doctor. He could only try to explain, "The concept of traditional Chinese dicine emphasizes the yin and yang and the five elents, viewing the human body as a system of their circulation and balance. Only when they are balanced will a person not beco ill."
"I don't understand," the foreign doctor shook his head, "how about we use experints to make our point, just like the last ti."
Dr. Zhao hesitated for a mont; actually, there had already been two rounds of competition, both of which traditional Chinese dicine lost without a doubt.
The contest thod was very simple. There were many patients at Jiuzhitang; they used their own thods to address the patients' symptoms. The foreign doctors had even brought patients with various conditions with them, just in case they ran out.
These patients had been brought from nearby hospitals, sothing Ye Chong was completely unaware of.
The first round was a cold, and the second was cold and dampness. The thod on the traditional Chinese dicine side was to prescribe dicinal decoctions, while the Western dicine side used pills, simple and direct.
Due to the rapid and imdiate effects of Western dicine, traditional Chinese dicine lost both rounds.
Seeing that the foreign doctors wanted to use experints again, Yu Guanyi sighed, "This is the drawback of traditional Chinese dicine. It emphasizes root cause treatnt, which requires harmonizing yin and yang; this takes ti. But with the competition rules only allowing an hour, traditional Chinese dicine is destined to lose."
Ye Chong forced a smile, "Old Yu, I apologize to you. I think these Western doctors ca prepared."
"It's not your fault," Yu Guanyi said calmly, "Actually, there are quick thods in traditional Chinese dicine too, but most have been lost to ti, and I don't advocate them anyway. Although Western dicine quickly addresses symptoms, the drug toxins remain in the body, and without truly curing the cause, the condition worsens upon relapse."
The competition resud in the field as two patients with headaches stepped forward.
"They both have headaches, Dr. Zhao, let's see who can quickly treat them and decide the winner of this round," the foreign doctor smiled.
Dr. Zhao felt a bit awkward, caught between a rock and a hard place, with so many people watching, including many patients. If he didn't agree, it would be dismantling Jiuzhitang's reputation.
"Alright,"
Dr. Zhao nodded in agreent, and then began to ticulously examine the patient's symptoms, starting with pulse diagnosis and inspecting the tongue coating.
A few patients observing the scene were watching closely.
"I didn't expect to see a dical competition today. Who are these people, and why are they all foreigners?"
"They seem to be doctors. This is interesting, Western dicine against traditional Chinese dicine again."
"Hey, we're just here for the show, but it's quite sothing. They said the diagnoses today are free of charge. If any of you have health issues, you can go up after."
"Really? That's aweso, but sohow I feel traditional Chinese dicine isn't doing well, always losing."
"Yeah, why can't it compare with Western dicine?"
"I think traditional Chinese dicine is not up to snuff. Throughout these few rounds, it hasn't been a match for Western dicine. Although those people are foreigners, it seems they completely overshadow traditional Chinese dicine in terms of dical skills."
The patients were chattering among themselves, and soon, the results of the competition were about to be revealed.
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