In the midst of conversation.
Xu Zhaopei, clad in white, slowly walked towards the venue.
Her graceful figure and outstanding appearance instantly attracted the attention of many.
"Is this a doctor from Huaxia?"
"Yes, it’s her, from Jiangzhou, Huaxia. She’s quite young to already be a chief physician."
"She looks pretty, just don’t know what her dical skill is like—good looks alone won’t cut it in this field."
The venue buzzed with discussions.
Everyone shared their opinions.
A Korean doctor, Dr. Choi, full of resentnt, set his gaze on Xu Zhaopei.
"Mr. John, this beautiful lady is one of the Huaxia doctors..." Dr. Choi turned his head, saying.
"Dr. Choi really has a good eye," Dr. John’s eyes glead.
"She and I are both surgeons, however, she dared to publicly embarrass , I swear I will use a scalpel to cut through her clothes... and make her completely submit under my feet..." Dr. Choi clenched his fists.
Just then—
Two more doctors walked in.
Their faces were indifferent, expressionless, their steps neither hurried nor slow.
The international doctors in the venue couldn’t help but look their way.
"Oh my, Japan’s Holy Hand Yamakawa Ichiro has co too!"
"And his bodyguard Hattori Matsuko; they say she’s a first-rate combat expert."
"Holy Hand Yamakawa Ichiro, with his palpation dical skills, has shocked Japan, unrivaled to this day."
Seeing that Japan’s Divine Doctor had also co to attend the forum.
Added another layer of suspense to this competition for dical reputation.
Yamakawa Ichiro and Hattori Matsuko sat at the very back of the venue, very low-key.
Following closely.
Another group of doctors arrived.
The venue was almost full.
...
anwhile.
Fang Yu, Chen Daotian, Fan Tong, and the doctors from Jiangzhou arrived outside the main entrance of the venue.
Looking at the grand venue, Fang Yu exclaid, "It really has the aura of a ’Huashan Swordsmanship Conference.’"
A doctor behind him said:
"What ’Huashan Swordsmanship Conference,’ it’s basically just an opportunity to look for collaborations while showing off their dical skills."
Fang Yu was taken aback and asked, "How so?"
"In terms of dical equipnt, it’s always been Japan, Korea, and the United States that are the strongest. Whenever they co, other countries basically look to them for partnerships and to buy equipnt. In terms of dical skills, if you have advanced equipnt, how could you be worried about your skills not being up to par? At every forum summit, the dical Association presents honorary dals."
"What’s the use of this dal?" Fang Yu asked.
"Of course it’s useful, if our hospital could display this dal, we’d be a top hospital!" the doctor said enviously.
Fang Yu nodded and said, "Then let’s take the opportunity to win it. Let’s go!"
The group proceeded inside majestically.
Inside the venue.
Xu Zhaopei saw Fang Yu and the others appear and waved her hand to them.
The Korean doctor, Dr. Choi, glared and said, "Ah-si-ba, they really dared to co. If I can’t beat you, I will crush you with my dical skills!"
Sitting next to him, Mr. John laughed and said, "Is this Huaxia person that impressive?"
"No, no, no... Respected Dr. John, this person is just a thug. All the doctors from Huaxia say he practices sothing called ’Taiyi Divine Needle’!"
"Taiyi Divine Needle?"
"That’s right, it’s like using a needle for sewing clothes, piercing it into the body, supposedly capable of ’resurrecting the dead’ and curing all ailnts!" Dr. Choi said sarcastically.
His words were quite loud, and the doctors nearby all heard and burst into laughter.
"He thinks he’s God? Hahaha..."
"Backwards nations are like that, superstitious and ignorant, not believing in science, only in immortals and ghosts... Using needles to bring the dead back to life, what would we even need doctors for?"
"In Huaxia’s language, he’s just a charlatan."
...
Fang Yu sat down and couldn’t help frowning. Looking across, he said, "Peipei, what are they jabbering about over there?"
They were all speaking in foreign languages, so it sounded like gibberish, and he couldn’t understand it, but from their gestures and expressions, Fang Yu felt a strong sense of hostility and scorn.
Xu Zhaopei spoke softly, "They are saying you’re a pig, that your dical skills are trash, and you’re a charlatan!"
Upon hearing this, Fang Yu glared and said, "Dare to insult like this, they’re dead for sure!"
Just as he finished speaking—
Two doctors from Korea stood up and slowly approached Fang Yu and Xu Zhaopei.
Dr. Choi, in his broken Huaxia language, loudly said, "We et again... I’ve heard that your Taiyi Divine Needle is unparalleled in the world, capable of Resurrection. I’d like to exchange views with you, to let everyone witness what the Taiyi Divine Needle is all about."
The room fell silent, and all eyes quickly converged on them.
Clearly, this Korean doctor no longer cared about the forum and was directly picking a fight with Fang Yu.
"Taiyi Divine Needle, haha..."
"Huaxia charlatan, haha!"
"Peddler, watched too many movies, thinks he’s a Superman!"
People around took turns jeering and mocking.
The doctors from Huaxia also looked displeased; they already faced discrimination, and this collective ridicule made it even more uncomfortable for them.
Fang Yu slowly stood up, wearing a smile, and asked, "How do you want to exchange views?"
Dr. Choi from Korea, full of contempt, said, "There are two dummy props over there; let’s compare our surgical skills... Do you dare?"
His challenge—
Sparked everyone’s interest.
Conference forum
Surgical discussions are about being steady, accurate, and ticulous. From the beginning of the incision, through dissection, to the final stitches, the demands on a doctor’s skills are very high.
Fang Yu glanced at the dummy props in the venue and said, "Dummies? Don’t joke around, I studied traditional Chinese dicine, you want to compare surgeries with , have so sha, okay?"
"You..."
Soone in the crowd said, "Dr. Choi, he is a practitioner of traditional Chinese dicine; indeed, they seldom perform surgeries. Maybe do this, since all dical practices are ant to save lives, why don’t you just compare dical skills instead?"
At the sa ti—
The Chairman of the dical Association walked over, hearing their conversation, and laughed heartily, saying, "It’s good to discuss dical skills. Today we had planned exchanges in surgery. However, this ti the format of the conference needs to change."
Hearing this, the audience was in an uproar.
They didn’t know what the Chairman ant.
In previous forums, the focus was on dical problems, case studies, and exchanges of dical insights.
What was the change this ti?
The Chairman walked toward the podium, raised both hands, and declared with a high voice, "Previous discussions always stayed theoretical. From this conference onward, we are moving towards practice!"
Practice?
How so?
The Chairman of the Association continued, "The Association has brought in three patients as volunteers, for us to treat them and discuss. These three patients have very peculiar conditions, perfect topics for today’s forum discussion... Since you all want to exchange views, let’s do it together."
Clap, clap.
He clapped his hands twice.
Several attendants wearing face masks helped the three patients into the venue.
These three patients appeared haggard, pale-faced, and stooped.
As soon as they sat down, they couldn’t help but gasp for breath.
The Chairman approached the three patients and said loudly,
"It’s coincidental that these three patients have not been cured despite seeking dical help everywhere. Since we have top doctors from around the world here, let’s all take a look... The organizers of the forum will score everyone’s performance and present honorary awards."
During this speech, four or five elderly individuals from various countries took their seats at the podium.
Dr. Choi from Korea smirked and said,
"I like this... True knowledge cos from practice... No matter how good the theory is, if it can’t save people, it’s aningless! I agree with this approach."
"I agree too."
Who would dare disagree?
Wouldn’t that be admitting to being inept in practice?
"Good! Then let’s all have a look together..." the Chairman said with a smile on his face, "Dr. Choi, and that other one... take this opportunity to exchange your views."
The crowd parted to make way, alike spectators at a show.
"Why don’t you go first, respected Huaxia charlatan, sir, ssi-mi-da..." Dr. Choi said with a sinister smile.
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