MD 761 to 770

 Miracle Doctor Chapter 761

The young man with short hair’s angry shout froze the smile on Li Zhengxi’s face, while Li Minghan was even more furious.

“How dare you speak like that? Do you know who you’re facing?” Li Minghan shouted angrily at the young man.

“Who is he?” The young man glanced at Li Zhengxi with a sideways look.

“He’s my father!” Li Minghan said loudly.

The young man burst into laughter. “And do you know who I am? I’m your grandfather!”

Damn it—

Li Minghan was enraged. “Kid, you’re from the embassy, aren’t you?”

“Let me tell you, you’ve messed up. Big time.”

“Apologise to my father immediately, or I’ll make you pay a heavy price!”

The young man looked at Li Minghan as if he were an idiot and said, “Who told you I’m from the embassy?”

Li Minghan was stunned. “You’re not from the embassy?”

The young man sneered. “Use your brain. Your Korea is so poor, could the embassy afford a limited-edition Rolls-Royce?”

Li Minghan asked, puzzled, “Then who are you?”

“My name is Han Long,” the young man said.

Han Long?

Li Minghan was completely baffled. He’d never heard of this name.

“I have nothing to do with your embassy. Get lost and don’t delay me from greeting my boss.”

Li Minghan was furious. “You dare speak to me in that tone? Do you know who we are?”

Han Long cursed, “I don’t care who you are. A good dog doesn’t block the way. Get lost now.”

Li Minghan said with a grim face, “Listen carefully, kid.”

“We are the Korean medical delegation, invited here to compete with Chinese traditional medicine.”

“My father, the man standing before you, is the current Korean Medical Sage.”

Oh?

This old man is the Korean Medical Sage?

Han Long glanced at Li Zhengxi, his expression shifting slightly.

Noticing Han Long’s reaction, Li Minghan thought he was scared and continued, “You’ve been utterly disrespectful to my father.”

“I advise you to apologise to him immediately.”

“Otherwise, I’ll report this matter to the embassy, and if it sparks a diplomatic dispute between our countries, you’ll be the sinner.”

Li Minghan’s words were laced with menace.

“You want me to apologise? Fine, but I’m afraid you can’t handle my apology.”

With that, Han Long raised his right hand.

Whoosh!

In an instant, the doors of over a hundred Mercedes-Benz cars opened simultaneously, and hundreds of men stepped out.

These men all had short hair, were of similar height, and were dressed identically.

Black suits, white shirts, black leather shoes.

They wore sunglasses.

They were burly, exuding a fierce aura.

Li Minghan could tell at a glance that these men were like the gangsters in Korea.

Han Long pointed at Li Minghan and said to the men in black, “Brothers, this guy wants me to apologise. What do you say?”

“Kill!”

“Kill!”

“Kill!”

Hundreds of voices roared in unison, their momentum overwhelming.

Li Minghan’s face turned pale with fear, while the rest of the delegation was too terrified to make a sound.

“Do you still want my apology?”

Han Long glanced at the ashen-faced Li Minghan and shouted, “Get lost!”

Instinctively, Li Minghan pulled Li Zhengxi aside.

Then, Han Long walked towards the airport exit.

Li Minghan stared at Han Long’s back, gritting his teeth. “Hmph, I won’t let this go…”

Smack!

Before he could finish, a slap landed on his face.

Li Minghan looked at Li Zhengxi in shock. “Father, why did you hit me?”

“You idiot! You can’t even handle a small matter, making me lose face again. Damn it!”

Li Zhengxi was furious.

In Korea, he was a renowned Medical Sage, revered by thousands. Who would’ve thought that upon arriving in China today, he’d be humiliated repeatedly?

“Father, don’t let it ruin your health. This is my fault. I mistakenly thought he was from the embassy… Wait, why are they here?”

Li Minghan suddenly let out a surprised exclamation.

“Who’s here?” Li Zhengxi asked.

Li Minghan said, “China’s three top Medical Sages.”

“Oh?” Li Zhengxi turned his head and saw a Mercedes-Benz van pull up by the roadside. Three elderly men in long robes stepped out.

Li Chunfeng!

Nie Xueliang!

Zhang Jiuling!

The three Medical Sages were smiling as they walked towards Li Zhengxi and his group.

Li Zhengxi quietly asked Li Minghan, “They’re coming towards us. What do they want?”

Li Minghan glanced at Zhang Jiuling and the others, noticing their friendly smiles, and said, “Father, they’re probably here to greet you.”

“China is a land of etiquette. According to their traditions, they usually send people to welcome important international guests.”

“Since you’re the Korean Medical Sage and here to challenge Chinese medicine, it makes sense for them to send these three to greet you.”

Li Zhengxi nodded slightly, finding Li Minghan’s analysis reasonable, and a smile appeared on his face.

Soon, Zhang Jiuling and the others reached Li Zhengxi.

“Hello, I’m Li Zhengxi…”

Li Zhengxi introduced himself first, extending his right hand to shake Zhang Jiuling’s, but unexpectedly—

Zhang Jiuling ignored him, stepping past and brushing by.

Li Chunfeng and Nie Xueliang followed Zhang Jiuling, not even glancing at Li Zhengxi.

Li Zhengxi was as if invisible, completely ignored.

The most awkward part was that his hand was still extended in mid-air.

Instantly, the smile on Li Zhengxi’s face vanished, replaced by a look of anger.

Deliberate.

They must’ve done it on purpose!

Li Zhengxi clenched his fists, trembling with rage.

Li Minghan saw his father’s furious expression but didn’t dare offer comfort, fearing another slap from Li Zhengxi.

At that moment, a burst of laughter came from behind.

Already fuming, Li Zhengxi felt like someone was mocking him with this laughter and turned sharply.

The next second, he saw Zhang Jiuling and the others chatting and laughing with Ye Qiu, with Han Long by Ye Qiu’s side.

At that moment, Li Zhengxi seemed to realise something.

“Deliberate. This was absolutely deliberate. Those three old men and Han Long must’ve been arranged by Ye Qiu in advance.”

“His goal was to humiliate me.”

Li Zhengxi stared at Ye Qiu, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes. “Ye Qiu, since you’re determined to cross me, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

“I’ll defeat you and make you take your own life in front of everyone.”

“That’s the price for offending me!”

Miracle Doctor Chapter 762

As Ye Qiu’s group passed by the Korean medical delegation and boarded their vehicles, they once again treated Li Zhengxi as if he were invisible.

Li Zhengxi was furious, jumping with rage.

“Is this their so-called land of courtesy?”

“Are they blind? Can’t they see I’m standing here?”

“Ignoring me—outrageous!”

Li Minghan was also incensed, saying, “Father, they’ve gone too far. Let’s return home…”

*Slap!*

Li Zhengxi struck Li Minghan across the face, cursing, “You idiot! Going back now would play right into their trap.”

“That Ye Qiu is cunning. This must be his scheme.”

“He’s teamed up with a few national medical experts to provoke me, aiming to make me storm off.”

“If I leave, there’s no medical contest, and they avoid defeat. Once we’re back home, they’ll spread word that we fled in fear.”

“If that news reaches our country, we’ll be branded deserters, mocked by millions.”

Li Minghan broke out in a cold sweat, “Thankfully, Father saw through their plot.”

Li Zhengxi said, “So, no matter what, we can’t leave. We must compete with Chinese medicine.”

“I’ll show those scheming Chinese that no trick can stand against absolute strength.”

“I’ll also make them see that their revered Chinese medicine is nothing compared to our Korean traditional medicine.”

Li Minghan nodded, “Father’s right. They’re too much. I want to crush them.”

Li Zhengxi took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and said, “Don’t worry. After the contest, they’ll all pay with their lives.”

“Mm,” Li Minghan agreed.

*Slap!*

Li Zhengxi suddenly slapped Li Minghan again.

Li Minghan clutched his face, bewildered, staring at his father.

“Fool! You can’t even handle small tasks, always embarrassing me.”

“Didn’t you say the embassy would send people to pick us up?”

“Where are they now?”

“Calm down, Father. I’ll call and check,” Li Minghan said, pulling out his phone. Just as he was about to dial, a vehicle appeared in his sight.

Li Minghan looked twice, lowered his phone, and said, “Father, our ride’s here.”

After several missteps, Li Zhengxi stayed composed, not glancing at the vehicle, and said, “If you’ve messed this up and embarrassed me again, I won’t forgive you.”

Li Minghan replied, “Father, it’s correct this time. There’s a banner on the vehicle—it’s definitely for us.”

Li Zhengxi looked up, and his face turned livid.

Their “escort” was a lone, shabby bus, far inferior to Ye Qiu’s luxurious convoy or even Zhang Jiuling’s Mercedes van, looking utterly pathetic.

The bus was dilapidated, easily over a decade old.

Above its windshield hung a wrinkled, filthy banner that read, “Warmly Welcome the Korean Medical Delegation!”

It looked like it had been pulled from a trash heap, reigniting Li Zhengxi’s barely contained fury. He slapped Li Minghan again, roaring, “This is your idea of grandeur?”

“This pathetic bus is supposed to pick us up?”

“Isn’t this deliberately humiliating us?”

Li Minghan hurriedly said, “Father, don’t be angry. I’ll ask them.”

The bus stopped, and the driver stepped out, briskly approaching Li Zhengxi. He stood at attention, bowed, and said politely, “Greetings, Medical Sage.”

Li Zhengxi ignored him.

Li Minghan asked, “What’s going on? I repeatedly told you to make it grand. Why send this junk heap?”

“And why are you alone?”

“Where are the embassy staff? Why aren’t they here to greet my father?”

The driver replied, “Mr. Li, you may not know, but the embassy’s senior staff took all the official vehicles for an outing today. This bus was the only one left.”

“The ambassador instructed me to take you to the hotel.”

“Medical Sage, please.”

Li Zhengxi didn’t budge.

Li Minghan pointed at the banner, “Why’s that banner so filthy?”

The driver apologized, “It was made last week and stored at the embassy. The cleaning staff mistook it for trash and threw it out yesterday. I retrieved it from the bin this morning.”

Hearing this, Li Zhengxi’s face darkened with rage. He said coldly, “A national embassy with such incompetence—utterly disgraceful for Korea.”

“When I return, I’ll report this to the president.”

“You’ll face consequences!”

What’s that?

I came to pick you up, and you’re threatening to snitch?

The driver’s smile vanished. “Medical Sage, tattling is petty. Are you coming or not?”

Li Minghan, enraged, slapped the driver, shouting, “You dare call my father petty? Courting death?”

“My father is Korea’s Medical Sage. You expect him to ride this decrepit bus? I demand you send new vehicles—four Mercedes will do.”

“Go arrange it now!”

The driver didn’t move.

Li Minghan yelled, “Are you deaf? Didn’t you hear me? Go!”

The driver said coldly, “Mr. Li, first, I’m not your subordinate. You can’t order me.”

“Second, I’m just a driver. I can’t meet your demands.”

“Lastly, I’ll ask once more: are you coming?”

Li Minghan declared, “Send proper vehicles, or we’re not going.”

“If you won’t come, I’m leaving,” the driver said, turning back to the bus and driving off.

Li Minghan and his group were dumbfounded.

They never imagined a mere driver would treat them this way.

“I’m furious! A driver, so insolent—unbearable!” Li Minghan cursed.

Li Zhengxi, now eerily calm, showed no anger and said, “Minghan, don’t be upset. This isn’t the driver’s fault—it’s China’s.”

Li Minghan was confused. “Father, how is this China’s fault?”

Li Zhengxi explained, “Politeness reflects a nation’s cultural and civilizational level.”

“Koreans, young and old, are known worldwide for courtesy.”

“I believe that driver was polite before coming to China. Why did he change?”

“It’s because the Chinese are crude, rude, and filthy. Our compatriot, living here long-term, was corrupted.”

“A nation like China deserves to be crushed underfoot!”

“Through this medical contest, I’ll show the Chinese that our Korean traditional medicine is ten times superior to their Chinese medicine.”

“I’ll make them see that Korea surpasses China in every way!”

“And I’ll ensure they understand that, before our noble Koreans, the Chinese are nothing but filth!”

Miracle Doctor Chapter 763

In the Mercedes-Benz van.

Nie Xueliang said, “Li Zhengxi is, after all, the Great Han Medical Sage. Was it a bit excessive that we ignored him?”

“Excessive? Hardly,” Zhang Jiuling raised an eyebrow. “That father and son duo constantly call Chinese medicine rubbish. If they weren’t from Great Han, I’d have slapped them long ago.”

Ye Qiu chimed in, “Li Zhengxi’s challenge to Chinese medicine this time is clearly aimed at crushing us. Old Zhang did the right thing—there’s no need to show respect to an enemy.”

Li Chunfeng laughed, “Ye Qiu, you didn’t see it, but Li Zhengxi thought we were there to greet him. He was about to shake hands with Old Zhang, only for Old Zhang to walk right past him. Li Zhengxi’s face turned green!”

“As the Great Han Medical Sage, he’s probably never been treated like that back in Great Han.”

“He must hate us to death.”

Nie Xueliang said with concern, “Having humiliated Li Zhengxi like that, he’ll surely do everything in his power to defeat Chinese medicine.”

“Little Ye, the pressure on you for this battle is immense!”

At that moment, the gazes of the three Chinese Medical Sages all fell on Ye Qiu’s face.

Ye Qiu smiled and said, “Seniors, there’s no need to worry.”

“I’ve made thorough preparations for this battle.”

“I’ll show Li Zhengxi with my actions that Chinese medicine is not to be insulted, and anyone who disrespects it will face dire consequences!”

Seeing his confidence, the three Chinese Medical Sages breathed a sigh of relief.

The four chatted idly for a while.

Then, Ye Qiu asked, “Seniors, how is this competition arranged?”

Zhang Jiuling replied, “The competition starts the morning after tomorrow at the Jiangnan Examination Hall in the Confucius Temple.”

“Many Chinese medicine colleagues wanted to watch in person, but due to venue constraints, I only invited a hundred peers.”

“I also invited ten media outlets, with twenty journalists.”

“As for the format, based on the Great Han side’s proposal, it’s a best-of-three match, which we agreed to.”

“That’s about it.”

Ye Qiu frowned upon hearing this.

Noticing his expression, Zhang Jiuling asked, “Little Ye, do you see anything amiss?”

“Old Zhang, let me ask—will there be major media covering the event live, like CCTV?”

Zhang Jiuling gave a wry smile. “CCTV? I couldn’t get them to come!”

“And will any high-ranking officials attend?” Ye Qiu asked.

Zhang Jiuling said, “A few vice-presidents from the Chinese Medicine Association will be there, and the deputy mayor of Jinling City will also attend to give a speech.”

Ye Qiu’s frown deepened.

Zhang Jiuling said, “Little Ye, if you have any suggestions, feel free to share them.”

Ye Qiu replied, “I think the scale is too small.”

Too small?

This was an unofficial medical competition, and securing the attendance of Jinling City’s deputy mayor and so many media outlets was already no small feat.

The three Chinese Medical Sages exchanged glances, and then Zhang Jiuling asked, “Little Ye, what kind of scale do you think is appropriate?”

Ye Qiu said, “The grander, the better.”

“This competition is a golden opportunity to promote Chinese medicine.”

“In recent years, Western medicine has dominated while Chinese medicine has declined. On top of that, some fraudsters have used Chinese medicine as a pretext to scam people, causing growing distrust in it.”

“There are even many who don’t understand Chinese medicine slandering it online without basis, making its situation very precarious.”

“If we seize this opportunity to vigorously promote Chinese medicine, showing everyone that it can not only heal and save lives but is also superior to Great Han traditional medicine, I believe it will have a positive impact on revitalising Chinese medicine.”

“So, I think the current arrangements need some adjustments.”

Zhang Jiuling and the others shared Ye Qiu’s sentiments—they, too, wanted to use this opportunity to promote Chinese medicine positively. However, their concerns had held them back from going all out.

“Little Ye, how would you adjust it?” Zhang Jiuling asked.

Ye Qiu said, “Amplify the competition’s impact.”

“First, invite more media and journalists. We must get CCTV involved, ideally for a live broadcast.”

“Second, invite more guests to watch in person—not just peers. In fact, non-peers might have an even greater impact.”

“Only when those unfamiliar with Chinese medicine witness it firsthand will the results be more striking.”

“As for numbers, I think around a thousand people would be ideal.”

“And the officials invited are too low-ranking.”

“This competition is a showdown between the top doctors of China and Great Han. We need national-level leaders present, ideally the head of the Ministry of Health.”

“Seniors, what do you think?”

Li Chunfeng gave a wry smile. “Little Ye, you’re saying we should make it as grand as possible. Initially, Old Zhang and I had the same attitude, but Old Nie held us back with his concerns.”

Ye Qiu looked at Nie Xueliang curiously. “What concerns does Senior Nie have?”

Nie Xueliang said gravely, “Ye Qiu, have you considered that hyping up this competition is a double-edged sword?”

“If we win, it will undoubtedly benefit Chinese medicine greatly.”

“But if we lose, it will be a devastating blow to Chinese medicine—especially for you personally. You’ll have no way out.”

“Though this is a medical contest, it’s also a life-or-death battle.”

Ye Qiu understood. Nie Xueliang was worried about him losing.

If they amplified the event’s impact and Ye Qiu lost, not only would the effort to promote Chinese medicine backfire, but Ye Qiu would be left with no path forward—only death.

Ye Qiu said, “Senior Nie, I understand your concerns, but for us, this battle is do or die.”

“Since it’s a fight with our backs to the wall, why not amplify the impact?”

“Let more people witness this competition. Even if we lose, as long as it awakens the public’s love for Chinese medicine, I believe it’s a death worth dying.”

“Besides, I’m confident in this battle.”

Nie Xueliang was still hesitant.

“Old Nie, stop hesitating. I support Ye Qiu,” Zhang Jiuling said.

Li Chunfeng added, “If Little Ye has such boldness, what are we still worrying about?”

After a moment, Nie Xueliang seemed to come around. “Alright, let’s do it as Ye Qiu says.”

“There are still a few issues to resolve,” Zhang Jiuling said. “The Jiangnan Examination Hall can’t accommodate so many spectators, and inviting CCTV and the head of the Ministry of Health won’t be easy.”

Ye Qiu immediately said, “Old Zhang, don’t worry about inviting people. I’ll handle it.”

“As for the venue not holding enough people, we’ll change it. I think Jinling University would be perfect.”

“We can hold the competition on the athletics field, and we can even have Jinling University students watch in person.”

Li Chunfeng said, “If we change the venue at the last minute, will Li Zhengxi agree?”

Ye Qiu smiled. “Don’t worry, he’ll definitely agree!”

Miracle Doctor Chapter 764

Jinling City.

In a shabby hotel.

Li Zhengxi sat on a chair, his face ashen.

Li Minghan, meanwhile, was cursing loudly beside him, “Those bastards at the embassy are living it up, but they’ve stuck us in this rundown hotel. Absolutely infuriating!”

“Father, we can’t let this slide.”

“When we return, we must report this to the president and have them all thrown in jail!”

Li Zhengxi glanced around. The hotel’s conditions were deplorable, with mould growing on the walls.

He genuinely worried that rats might crawl over him at night.

“Minghan, let’s book a different hotel ourselves!” Li Zhengxi instructed.

Li Minghan, sharing the same thought, nodded. “Yes!”

Beep beep beep—

At that moment, Li Minghan’s phone rang.

He answered and, after listening for a few moments, said, “I’ll get back to you shortly.”

After hanging up, Li Minghan said to Li Zhengxi, “Father, that was Li Chunfeng. He said they want to change the venue.”

“To where?” Li Zhengxi asked.

“Jinling University,” Li Minghan replied. “Li Chunfeng said they’ve invited many guests to watch the competition and a lot of media reporters, so the original venue can’t accommodate everyone.”

“Father, how should I respond?”

Li Zhengxi said without hesitation, “Tell Li Chunfeng I agree to the venue change.”

Li Minghan said with concern, “Father, could this be another of their schemes?”

Li Zhengxi laughed, “Minghan, have you forgotten what I told you? In the face of absolute strength, all schemes are futile.”

“Whether this is a scheme or not, it won’t stop me from defeating Chinese medicine.”

“The more people they invite, the better it is for us.”

“I can use this opportunity to show the Chinese that Great Han’s medicine is the most advanced in the world.”

“Imagine how amusing it will be to have Ye Qiu take his own life in front of all those media and guests.”

Li Minghan grinned. “Alright, I’ll respond to Li Chunfeng as you wish.”

With that, Li Minghan dialled Li Chunfeng’s number.

…

On the other side.

After hanging up, Li Chunfeng said, “Just as Little Ye predicted, Li Zhengxi has agreed to the venue change.”

Zhang Jiuling said, “Then let’s proceed with Little Ye’s plan!”

“I’ll negotiate with Jinling University.”

“As for CCTV and the Ministry of Health, Little Ye, we’ll have to rely on you.”

Ye Qiu nodded. “Alright.”

Nie Xueliang said, “Little Ye, the competition doesn’t start until the day after tomorrow. You can take some time to relax. Jinling is an ancient capital of six dynasties, with many scenic spots. You should explore.”

Ye Qiu smiled. “That’s exactly what I was thinking.”

The car arrived at the hotel.

After dropping off his luggage, Ye Qiu immediately called Tang Fei.

Within five minutes, Tang Fei called back.

“Ye Qiu, it’s sorted.”

“The Minister of Health, Qin, said he’ll attend in person.”

“As for CCTV, they’re sending Dong Si. She’ll bring a team for a live broadcast.”

Dong Si?

Ye Qiu was surprised.

Dong Si was one of CCTV’s most famous hosts, known for her refined and elegant image. She had hosted the Spring Festival Gala for ten consecutive years and was a household name in China.

Though she had started as a journalist, since becoming a host, she rarely participated in events as a reporter.

For CCTV to send Dong Si showed how seriously they were taking this competition.

Of course, Ye Qiu knew this was thanks to Tang Fei.

With his dual identity as the heir of the Tang family and a key figure in the Underworld Palace, Tang Fei’s involvement made it hard for anyone to dismiss the event.

“Tang Fei, thank you,” Ye Qiu said gratefully.

“Don’t thank me. I don’t have the clout to easily get CCTV and Minister Qin on board. This was arranged by the War God,” Tang Fei said. “The War God asked me to pass on a message.”

“This battle must be won, no matter what.”

“The War God also said that in recent years, Great Han has been very restless, especially in cultural matters, and utterly shameless.”

“They claim major festivals like the Spring Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, and Mid-Autumn Festival belong to their country. They even say Han clothing and Chinese characters originated in Great Han, and that historical figures like Qu Yuan, Xi Shi, and Li Bai were Great Han people.”

“Even more shamelessly, they claim Chinese people are descendants of Great Han, with Great Han blood flowing in their veins.”

“Can you believe that? It’s outrageous!”

“The War God said this medical contest is also a cultural battle. He wants you to seize this chance to defeat Li Zhengxi and slap Great Han in the face, showing them that China’s might is not to be challenged!”

Ye Qiu said, “Tell the War God he can rest assured. I won’t let him down. By the way, how’s his health?”

Tang Fei laughed. “Don’t worry, the War God’s health has improved significantly.”

“That’s good,” Ye Qiu said, relieved.

“I’ve got things to do, so I’ll hang up now.”

“Alright.”

After hanging up, Ye Qiu took a nap at the hotel.

In the afternoon, he went with Han Long to visit the Confucius Temple.

Upon learning about the China-Great Han medical competition in Jinling, the Nine Thousand Years had sent Han Long early to ensure Ye Qiu’s safety.

In truth, with Ye Qiu’s skills, he hardly needed Han Long’s protection, but the Nine Thousand Years had done this as a precaution.

The Confucius Temple, located along the Qinhuai River, was once a place to worship Confucius and is one of China’s four major literary temples.

It boasts a vast complex of ancient buildings and, over time, has become a world-renowned tourist destination, cultural corridor, food hub, and shopping paradise.

It is also one of Jinling City’s commercial centres, home to distinctive shops selling small goods, antiques, calligraphy, paintings, flowers, birds, fish, and insects.

The area was bustling with tourists.

The streets were crowded.

Han Long walked beside Ye Qiu, saying as they went, “Boss, I’m planning to leave Jiangzhou after this trip to Jinling.”

“Where to?” Ye Qiu asked.

“I want to return to my adoptive father’s side,” Han Long said. “From the look of things, it won’t be long before he launches an attack on the Witch God Sect. I want to go back and help him.”

“As for Jiangzhou, with you there, Boss, there won’t be any issues.”

“For specific tasks, I think we can leave them to Xiao Zhan. He’s made great progress, is familiar with Dragon Gate’s internal affairs, and is absolutely loyal to you.”

Ye Qiu nodded slightly. “The Nine Thousand Years is short on manpower. It’s good for you to go back.”

“But remember, we’re all part of Dragon Gate. No matter where we are, we’re brothers.”

“Yes,” Han Long nodded firmly.

At that moment, a cry suddenly came from ahead: “Help!”

Miracle Doctor Chapter 765

Ye Qiu, being a doctor, was highly sensitive to the words “help me.” Upon hearing the cry, he immediately looked up.

A large crowd was gathered ahead.

“Come on, let’s check it out.”

Ye Qiu quickly walked over and pushed through the crowd. There, he saw a strikingly beautiful girl sitting on the ground.

She appeared to be around twenty years old, slender, with large eyes, snow-white skin, and long, dark hair tied into a braid.

She wore a white T-shirt, a black mini-skirt, and white trainers.

Youthful and vibrant.

At that moment, her face was pale, and her expression was filled with panic.

Ye Qiu’s gaze shifted downward to her smooth calf, where there was a five-centimetre gash, with blood flowing incessantly, likely from a ruptured blood vessel.

“To let such a lovely girl suffer like this—heaven must be blind!”

Ye Qiu sighed inwardly and was about to step forward to help stop the bleeding when two middle-aged women knelt in front of the girl.

“Hello, we’re nurses from Jinling First Hospital.”

“Your condition requires immediate attention to stop the bleeding.”

“Please bear with it, miss.”

The two nurses were very professional. One of them spoke while the other took out iodine and gauze from a bag she carried.

They quickly disinfected the wound.

Then they bandaged it.

However, once the gauze was wrapped, it was soon soaked with blood.

The bleeding grew worse, showing no signs of stopping.

“This is bad—the bleeding won’t stop.”

“We can’t go on like this. Call 120!”

The two nurses said urgently.

“Let me handle it!” A calm voice suddenly sounded nearby.

The nurses looked up and saw a handsome face.

“I’m a doctor. The girl’s calf has a ruptured blood vessel, and simply using gauze won’t stop the bleeding. Let me take care of it,” Ye Qiu said.

The two nurses glanced at Ye Qiu and promptly stepped aside.

Ye Qiu crouched down and said gently to the girl, “Don’t be afraid. It’s a minor injury, and it’ll be fine soon.”

With that, Ye Qiu pulled a needle case from his pocket and took out two golden needles.

Seeing his actions, the two nurses whispered to each other:

“Golden needles to stop bleeding?”

“Will that actually work?”

As they spoke, Ye Qiu moved swiftly, inserting the two golden needles into the girl’s calf like lightning.

At the same time, Ye Qiu subtly drew a blood-stopping talisman.

In just over ten seconds, the bleeding stopped.

“Wow, he stopped the bleeding that quickly?”

“His medical skills are incredible!”

The two nurses looked at Ye Qiu, their eyes filled with shock.

About three minutes later, Ye Qiu removed the two golden needles and smiled at the girl. “Be more careful when walking in the future. You’re lucky you met me today, or you’d have a scar on your leg.”

“Mhm.”

The girl nodded and made a soft sound. At that moment, she felt an itchy sensation at the wound.

Curious, she looked down and saw that not only had the bleeding stopped, but the wound had already scabbed over.

Huh?

The girl was stunned.

It’s common knowledge that even a small wound takes days to scab over and heal.

Yet her wound, which was so long, had scabbed over in an instant. It was unbelievable.

Then, something even more astonishing happened.

The girl’s eyes widened as she stared at her calf. She saw the scab cracking at a visible rate, and then the wound disappeared.

How could this be?

Thinking she might be seeing things, the girl rubbed her eyes and looked again.

The wound was truly gone.

Her skin was completely restored.

“This…” The girl was dumbfounded.

Exclamations erupted from the surrounding crowd.

“No way, it healed that fast?”

“Just minutes ago, the bleeding wouldn’t stop, and now not only is the wound healed, there’s not even a trace of a scar. Is that doctor a magician?”

“Amazing!”

“He’s practically a miracle doctor!”

The two nurses were too shocked to speak, staring at Ye Qiu in a daze.

Having worked in a hospital for years, they had never seen such a young and skilled doctor.

And he was so handsome!

In an instant, the crowd surrounded Ye Qiu, clamouring:

“Doctor, my rhinitis hasn’t improved despite years of treatment. Can you take a look?”

“Doctor, can you check my arthritis?”

“…”

Ye Qiu raised a hand, gesturing for silence, and said, “Thank you all for your trust, but this isn’t a hospital, so it’s not convenient for me to treat anyone here.”

“If you really want my help, you can find me in Jiangzhou.”

“I work in the Chinese Medicine Department at Jiangzhou Hospital.”

With that, Ye Qiu prepared to leave.

After taking just two steps, he was stopped by a stout woman with a coarse face.

“Young doctor, you seem like a good person. Can you help me? It’s a matter of life and death.”

Ye Qiu paused and asked seriously, “Auntie, can you tell me what’s wrong?”

The woman said, “I’m fifty-seven this year, and I want a third child. I’d like your help.”

Ye Qiu’s face showed hesitation.

Women over thirty are considered high-risk for pregnancy, but this woman was nearly sixty and wanted a child. The risks were immense.

Ye Qiu said, “Auntie, this is a bit difficult…”

“Difficult? It’s not like I’m asking you to do it for free,” the woman said. “If you help me have a third child, I’ll give you a million.”

Ye Qiu quickly said, “Auntie, it’s not about the money…”

The woman frowned. “If it’s not about money, then what’s the problem? Is there something wrong with your body?”

“There’s nothing wrong with my body,” Ye Qiu said, puzzled. What did this have to do with his body?

“If there’s nothing wrong with your body, then what’s the issue?” the woman said. “My husband is a wealthy Hong Kong businessman. Due to a car accident, he can no longer have children. To continue the family legacy and maintain our family’s image, we discussed finding a man to conceive with me.”

“I think you’re quite suitable.”

“If you can get me pregnant, I’ll give you two million.”

As she spoke, a hint of shyness appeared on her face.

What in the world?

The legendary “paying for a child”?

Ye Qiu’s face darkened instantly.

“You’d better find someone else!” Ye Qiu said, then turned and walked away.

“Hmph, ungrateful brat,” the woman snorted coldly.

The girl quickly got up from the ground, chased after Ye Qiu, and shouted, “Oppa, oppa…”

Ye Qiu turned back to look at her. “Are you calling me?”

The girl nodded. “Oppa, thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” Ye Qiu said, then left with Han Long.

Only after his figure had completely vanished into the crowd did the girl seem to realise something, saying regretfully, “I forgot to ask his name. I wonder if I’ll ever see him again?”

…

Time passed quickly.

On the third day of Ye Qiu’s arrival in Jinling, the China-Great Han medical competition officially began.

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15th of August.

Mid-Autumn Festival.

8:45 a.m.

When Ye Qiu arrived at Jinling University, he was startled to see the athletics field, capable of holding tens of thousands, completely packed.

The crowd was buzzing with voices.

“Why are there so many people?” Ye Qiu asked.

Zhang Jiuling replied, “When the president of Jinling University heard that this competition was of a high calibre, with even the Ministry of Health and CCTV attending, he required the students to come and watch.”

Ye Qiu glanced around.

Indeed, most of the faces in the crowd were young.

“It’s the Mid-Autumn Festival today, and the students are on holiday. Forcing them to watch a medical competition, won’t they get upset?” Ye Qiu said.

Zhang Jiuling smiled, “I think this is quite good.”

“Nowadays, university students on holiday mostly play games, date, or sleep. Organising them to watch a pinnacle showdown between Chinese medicine and Korean medicine, I think it’s a very meaningful thing.”

“It’s like giving them a lesson in ideological education, and who knows, it might even reshape their outlook on life and values.”

Ye Qiu nodded slightly.

Zhang Jiuling’s words made sense.

University students are the future of the nation, bearing the trust of the people and the responsibility of history. Establishing correct values and improving moral cultivation are crucial for them.

Zhang Jiuling continued, “As per your request, Old Li, Old Nie, and I contacted more media over the past two days.”

“Today, there are 300 media outlets here, with over 700 journalists.”

“There are also 4,000 guests, 800 of whom are our peers, and the rest are elites from various sectors and ordinary citizens.”

“In total, 30,000 people are present today.”

“Little Ye, that’s quite a spectacle, isn’t it?”

Ye Qiu smiled, “Old Zhang, thank you for your hard work.”

“No big deal, it’s all thanks to you. If you hadn’t invited Minister Qin and CCTV, I wouldn’t have pulled in this many people,” Zhang Jiuling laughed. “Little Ye, the competition’s about to start. Let me take you to greet Minister Qin!”

“Alright.”

Ye Qiu followed Zhang Jiuling to the front of the athletics field.

As they walked…

Suddenly, Ye Qiu overheard a few students nearby complaining.

“What’s the school up to? Why are they making us watch some medical competition during the holiday?”

“I had a date with my girlfriend to go hiking today, and now it’s ruined.”

“I think the school leaders are nuts. What’s so great about a medical competition? They should’ve organised a movie instead.”

“Bro, this boring competition isn’t worth watching. Let’s head back to the dorm and sleep!”

“No way! The counsellor said leaving without permission will get us a major demerit.”

“Damn, then what do we do?”

“Let’s play a game on WeChat!”

Ye Qiu paused.

He glanced at the students and smiled, “This medical competition is a bit different from what you’re imagining.”

“Classmates, watch closely!”

“I guarantee it’ll be a hundred times more exciting than a movie!”

With that, Ye Qiu walked off with Zhang Jiuling.

As soon as he left, the students started whispering.

“Who was that guy?”

“He said a medical competition is better than a movie, what a joke. Has he lost his mind?”

“Looks like a nutcase, and a serious one too. Why else would he wear a long robe to an event like this?”

“Probably from the animation department. Damn, cosplaying at a formal occasion like this, isn’t he asking for trouble?”

“…”

Though Ye Qiu had walked away, with his level of skill, he could clearly hear the students badmouthing him.

He didn’t mind.

Because he was confident that once the competition started, it would definitely capture their interest.

Soon.

Ye Qiu followed Zhang Jiuling to the front row.

Numerous guests were seated there.

In the centre of the first row sat a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, around fifty years old, with greying hair.

Ye Qiu recognised him at once—

The head of the Ministry of Health, Qin Gang!

Zhang Jiuling brought Ye Qiu to Qin Gang and respectfully introduced, “Minister Qin, this is Ye Qiu.”

Ye Qiu immediately greeted, “Hello, Minister Qin, I’m Ye Qiu.”

Seeing Ye Qiu in a white long robe, with a handsome face and an extraordinary aura, Qin Gang took an instant liking to him. He stood up to shake Ye Qiu’s hand, saying, “Ye Qiu, I’ve heard your name before. You’re even younger and more dashing than I imagined.”

Ye Qiu replied humbly, “Minister Qin, you’re too kind. I’m deeply honoured that you’re here in person.”

Qin Gang’s expression turned serious, “Little Ye, this competition is of great significance. You must give it your all and not let Chinese medicine lose face.”

“Chinese medicine is declining more and more, it really can’t afford to lose.”

“Moreover, this is a clash between Chinese medicine and Korean traditional medicine. If we lose, the nation will lose face too.”

“So, we must win.”

Ye Qiu nodded solemnly, “Minister Qin, rest assured, I won’t let you down.”

“Keep it up!” Qin Gang encouraged him.

Then, Zhang Jiuling introduced Ye Qiu to the Jinling city leaders and several vice-presidents of the Chinese Medicine Association seated beside Qin Gang.

After that, Ye Qiu took a seat at the far end of the first row.

He glanced over and noticed Li Zhengxi and Li Minghan also in the first row, just a few metres away.

Li Minghan caught Ye Qiu’s gaze and made a throat-slashing gesture, as if to say, “Kid, your time’s up!”

Ye Qiu’s lips moved, mouthing two words: “Trash!”

Instantly, Li Minghan’s face turned livid with anger.

8:55 a.m.

CCTV’s renowned host, Dong Si, took the stage, microphone in hand, and began the opening remarks:

“Esteemed leaders, distinguished guests, and friends, good morning!”

“Today is a special day, not only our nation’s annual Mid-Autumn Festival but also the day Korean traditional medicine challenges Chinese medicine.”

“China and Korea are friendly nations. In the spirit of mutual exchange and progress, top doctors from both countries have organised this medical event.”

“Among today’s guests are Minister Qin, Secretary Han, Mayor Wang, President Qian…”

After introducing dozens of guests, Dong Si shifted gears, “Now, please welcome Mr. Li Zhengxi, the Korean medical sage, to speak!”

Li Zhengxi stepped onto the stage, took the microphone from Dong Si, and said, “The host got a few things wrong, and I need to correct them.”

“First, this competition isn’t about mutual exchange or progress. It’s about proving that Korean traditional medicine is superior to Chinese medicine.”

“Second, this isn’t a friendly match but a life-or-death battle.”

“Victory means survival, defeat means public suicide!”

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As Li Zhengxi’s words fell, the audience erupted in shock.

The university students, in particular, put down their games and stopped whispering, all looking up.

“What, a life-or-death duel?”

“The loser has to commit suicide in public?”

“Bloody hell, that’s intense!”

Minister Qin, Zhang Jiuling, and others looked grim.

This competition was being broadcast globally, with countless media reporters and spectators present. Li Zhengxi’s words made it clear he wasn’t leaving Ye Qiu any way out.

Or rather, he wasn’t leaving Chinese medicine any way out.

Li Zhengxi continued, “To be honest, I’m very dissatisfied with this challenge.”

“I originally intended to challenge China’s four national medical sages, but they’ve all hidden like cowards, pushing a young man out to face me.”

“Their actions are utterly disgraceful.”

“I think they’re either afraid of death or insulting me.”

At this, Zhang Jiuling, Li Chunfeng, and Nie Xue Liang in the audience darkened their expressions.

Li Zhengxi went on, “I’m Korean, and as everyone knows, our people are the most courteous.”

“So, I respect the choice of those four.”

“But I must make it clear: after I defeat this young man, I’ll challenge you right here.”

“Xu Liu, Zhang Jiuling, Li Chunfeng, Nie Xue Liang, are you ready?”

Li Zhengxi called them out by name, openly challenging them.

The crowd erupted again.

“Damn, this Korean medical sage is fierce!”

“No mercy, calling them out by name, this is getting good!”

“This medical competition is way more exciting than the usual matches we watch!”

“I’ve got to say, I’m kind of impressed by this Korean sage. He’s old, but he’s got guts.”

Some whispered criticisms of the four national medical sages.

“The four sages don’t even dare face a foreigner, what a disgrace.”

“No wonder Chinese medicine is declining, it’s not without reason.”

“I’m embarrassed for them.”

…

On stage.

Li Zhengxi declared loudly, “That’s all I have to say.”

“Ye Qiu, come up!”

“I’ll send you to your death!”

With that, Li Zhengxi beckoned Ye Qiu from the stage, full of provocation.

Ye Qiu stood, striding quickly to the stage.

Dong Si handed him a microphone.

“Thank you,” Ye Qiu said to Dong Si, then faced the crowd with a smile, “Hello everyone, I’m Ye Qiu, a Chinese medicine practitioner.”

“Mr. Li Zhengxi was right, this is a life-or-death duel.”

“But Mr. Li got some things wrong, and I need to correct him.”

“The four national medical sages were ready to accept Mr. Li’s challenge, but I stopped them.”

“You must be wondering why I did that. The reason is simple, just one sentence, which I’ve told Mr. Li before.”

“To kill a chicken, why use a butcher’s knife?”

Ye Qiu’s implication was clear: Li Zhengxi wasn’t worthy of challenging the four sages.

Instantly, the audience felt their blood surge.

“This Ye Qiu is wild!”

“We thought Li Zhengxi was bold, but Ye Qiu’s hitting back just as hard!”

“The competition hasn’t even started, and it’s already this thrilling, it’s bound to get better!”

Li Zhengxi snorted coldly, “Kid, enough bravado, let’s see who’s better with real skills!”

“That’s exactly my plan,” Ye Qiu smiled at Dong Si, “Let’s begin!”

Dong Si nodded, “As per the procedure, I’ll now introduce the backgrounds of both contenders…”

“No need for introductions!” Li Zhengxi interrupted, “Why waste time? Let’s get started.”

“I agree with Mr. Li, let’s get on with it!” Ye Qiu was also eager to defeat Li Zhengxi.

Dong Si glanced at the audience. Originally, the final part was Minister Qin’s speech.

But now, the schedule was disrupted.

Minister Qin stood, microphone in hand, “Mr. Li is our guest, and we follow the host’s lead.”

“Since Mr. Li Zhengxi is eager to compete, let’s begin.”

“I declare the competition officially started!”

A wave of applause swept through the crowd.

Dong Si stepped aside, leaving the stage to Ye Qiu and Li Zhengxi.

“Mr. Li, what’s the first round?” Ye Qiu asked.

Per the rules, all competition topics were decided by Li Zhengxi.

“You’ll find out soon,” Li Zhengxi said, raising his right hand and snapping his fingers.

Snap!

Then, Li Minghan and another Korean carried a wooden mannequin, over a metre tall, onto the stage.

The mannequin was lifelike, marked with a dense map of human acupuncture points.

Each point had a small white dot.

The audience widened their eyes, watching the stage, curious about what they’d compete in.

Li Zhengxi asked Ye Qiu, “Kid, ever heard of blind needling?”

Ye Qiu paused, then countered, “So, this round is blind needling?”

“Exactly,” Li Zhengxi pointed at the mannequin, “This mannequin has 365 acupuncture points. We’ll both be blindfolded, then insert silver needles into the points.”

“The rules are: whoever identifies the points most accurately, in the shortest time, with the most insertions, wins.”

“So, kid, do you dare to compete?”

Dare to compete?

At those words, Ye Qiu laughed.

“What’s so funny?” Li Zhengxi said, “If you’re scared, you can concede now and save me the trouble.”

Scared?

Ye Qiu shook his head, “The word ‘scared’ doesn’t exist in my dictionary.”

“I was actually going to say, you’d better pick a different challenge.”

“Competing with me in blind needling? You’re asking for death.”

Li Zhengxi didn’t take Ye Qiu’s warning seriously, sneering, “Kid, don’t be too cocky. Truth is, I’ve never lost at blind needling.”

“You’ve never lost because you’ve never faced me,” Ye Qiu asked again, “Are you sure you won’t change the challenge?”

“No change, you’re done for this round!”

Li Zhengxi’s confidence stemmed from the fact that this mannequin had been with him for over thirty years.

For decades, he’d practised blind needling on it daily, knowing its points like the back of his hand. He could hit them accurately with his eyes closed.

He didn’t believe Ye Qiu could beat him.

Ye Qiu sighed, “Alright, since you’re set on digging your own grave, I’ll oblige.”

Li Zhengxi sneered, “Still talking big at this point? You won’t cry until you see the coffin. Who goes first?”

Ye Qiu replied, “You go first, you’re older.”

Damn, can’t you leave age out of it!

Li Zhengxi, inwardly fuming, walked straight to the mannequin.

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The competition officially began.

As Li Zhengxi approached the mannequin, a staff member brought a tray to his side.

On the tray were a long strip of black cloth and hundreds of silver needles.

Li Zhengxi picked up the cloth, blindfolded himself, then grabbed a needle and swiftly inserted it into the mannequin’s Yintang point.

The second needle went into the Taiyang point.

The third, into the Ermen point.

The fourth, into the Jingming point.

The fifth, into the Renzhong point.

The sixth, the seventh…

In the blink of an eye, Li Zhengxi had inserted over thirty needles into the mannequin.

It took less than three minutes.

Seeing this, the three national medical sages in the audience grew solemn.

“Li Zhengxi is truly a Korean medical sage. His speed and accuracy in needling surpass even me,” Zhang Jiuling exclaimed.

Li Chunfeng added, “An ordinary person, even without a blindfold, couldn’t match Li Zhengxi’s speed.”

Nie Xue Liang, full of worry, said, “This blind needling round puts a lot of pressure on Little Ye!”

All three instinctively glanced at Ye Qiu on stage.

Ye Qiu remained calm, unruffled.

Zhang Jiuling marvelled again, “Little Ye, seeing Li Zhengxi’s skill and still staying so composed, truly has the bearing of a general!”

Li Chunfeng agreed, “Indeed, for someone so young to be so steady, it’s remarkable.”

“But can Little Ye win this round?” Nie Xue Liang was most concerned about the outcome.

The competition’s preparations were thorough. On both sides of the stage, large LED screens displayed every move in real-time, allowing the students below to see everything clearly.

Exclamations rang out:

“Bloody hell, he can needle blindfolded? That old man’s incredible.”

“No surprise, he’s the Korean medical sage.”

“I didn’t expect medicine to be so thrilling, this is awesome.”

“Guys, stop gaming, watch the competition!”

…

On stage.

Li Zhengxi kept needling rapidly, never pausing.

Seven minutes passed.

The mannequin now had over a hundred needles.

Li Zhengxi was sweating profusely. Though he knew the mannequin like the back of his hand, needling was physically taxing.

“Mr. Li, why not rest for a couple of minutes?” Ye Qiu kindly suggested.

“Hmph, I don’t need rest,” Li Zhengxi snorted.

He didn’t believe Ye Qiu’s concern was genuine. The competition factored in time—the shorter, the better. Resting for two minutes would give Ye Qiu a two-minute advantage.

Though Li Zhengxi was certain Ye Qiu would lose, he wasn’t about to rest.

The sooner he won, the sooner Ye Qiu would meet his end.

Li Zhengxi continued needling.

As he worked, he quietly counted, “One hundred fifty-seven, one hundred fifty-eight, one hundred fifty-nine…”

The needles in the tray dwindled.

Time ticked by.

Fifteen minutes later.

“Needling complete!” Li Zhengxi shouted.

After the shout, he stumbled back two steps, nearly collapsing, but Li Minghan rushed over to steady him.

“Father, are you alright?”

“I’m fine,” Li Zhengxi yanked off the blindfold, panting heavily.

Ye Qiu remarked from the side, “At your age, why push yourself so hard?”

“I told you to rest, but you refused.”

“What, eager to finish me off?”

“You’re right, I want you gone sooner. A greenhorn like you, what right do you have to challenge me?” Li Zhengxi snapped, “Staff, check the results.”

Two staff members came on stage.

Three minutes later.

The check was done.

A staff member announced loudly, “Mr. Li Zhengxi took fifteen minutes to insert 365 silver needles, each one accurately placed in the mannequin’s acupuncture points, without error.”

The result sent a collective gasp through the crowd.

Hiss—

“Li Zhengxi is unreal!”

“Fifteen minutes for 365 needles, all accurate, that’s insane!”

“And he was blindfolded!”

“It’s over, Ye Qiu’s lost the first round.”

Among the crowd, a beautiful girl in a baseball cap clasped her hands to her chest, silently praying.

“Ye Qiu oppa, you can do it!”

If Ye Qiu saw her, he’d recognise her as the girl whose leg he treated at the Confucius Temple two days ago.

Her name was Xu Changjin, twenty-one, a Korean student majoring in Chinese at Jinling University, and the campus belle.

“Changjin, what’s on your mind?” a short-haired girl beside her asked.

Xu Changjin smiled, “Nothing.”

“Changjin, who do you think will win, the Korean sage or Ye Qiu?”

“No idea.”

“Who do you want to win?”

Xu Changjin glanced at Li Zhengxi, then at Ye Qiu, and said, “I hope neither loses, a tie would be best.”

“Why?” the short-haired girl asked, puzzled.

“Because the loser has to die, and they’re both excellent doctors. I want them both to live,” Xu Changjin explained.

“Changjin, you’re Korean, so I get why you don’t want the Korean sage to lose, but why not Ye Qiu? Do you like him?”

Xu Changjin’s eyes flickered, “Don’t be silly, I just don’t want anyone to die.”

“Really?” the short-haired girl didn’t buy it, “If that’s all, why are you blushing?”

Xu Changjin quickly covered her cheeks, “Am I blushing?”

“Not just blushing, your ears are red too. I bet you’re into Ye Qiu,” the short-haired girl glanced at Ye Qiu on stage, “Changjin, I won’t lie, I like him too.”

“He’s so handsome, and that white robe? He’s my dream prince charming.”

“I’d love to be his girlfriend.”

Seeing the short-haired girl’s smitten look, Xu Changjin felt a pang.

Then, the short-haired girl changed tack, “But since you like him, Changjin, I’ll step back and let you have him.”

“Who needs you to step back,” Xu Changjin said, though a tiny spark of joy flickered in her heart.

The short-haired girl teased, “Don’t want me to step back? Fine, I’ll compete with you for him.”

“No competing with me,” Xu Changjin blurted, then realised she’d revealed her feelings, her face instantly flushing.

The short-haired girl laughed, “Hahaha, I got you to spill! Changjin, you really like Ye Qiu!”

Xu Changjin, mortified, glared at her, “Qiqi, keep talking, and we’re done.”

“Alright, alright, I’ll stop… Oh, your crush is about to make his move.”

Xu Changjin looked up.

Her eyes fixed on the stage.

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On stage.

The staff removed all the silver needles from the mannequin, placing them back on the tray.

“Kid, your turn,” Li Zhengxi prompted Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu stepped up to the mannequin, blindfolded himself with the black cloth, and pinched a silver needle. Then he asked, “Mr. Li, have you ever lost in your life?”

“Never,” Li Zhengxi said proudly. “In my entire life, I’ve never been defeated.”

Ye Qiu smiled, “Congratulations, then. Your first loss starts now.”

What did that mean?

Before Li Zhengxi could process, Ye Qiu began needling.

Swish, swish, swish!

Ye Qiu inserted three needles in succession.

The first into the mannequin’s Taiyang point.

The second into the Baihui point.

The third into the Tanzhong point.

Then, Ye Qiu placed another needle into the Jiuwei point.

Four needles done.

A trace of disdain appeared on Li Zhengxi’s lips. “Blind needling should start from the top down. Your chaotic, haphazard method has no chance of beating me.”

Ye Qiu said, “Those four needles were me getting a feel for it.”

Li Zhengxi didn’t understand. “What do you mean?”

Ye Qiu replied, “I’ve never done blind needling before. This is my first time.”

What, his first time?

The audience’s hearts clenched at those words.

Ye Qiu continued, “After trying four needles, I realised blind needling isn’t a big deal.”

“Mr. Li, watch closely.”

“Because next, you’re going to lose, and fast.”

Li Zhengxi scoffed, “All talk.”

Ye Qiu smiled, reached out with his right hand, and grabbed five silver needles from the tray.

He inserted them simultaneously.

Swish, swish!

Swish, swish, swish!

The five needles landed precisely in five acupuncture points on the mannequin.

Not a single miss.

The scene was displayed clearly on the big screens for all to see.

“Bloody hell, Ye Qiu’s unreal!”

“Five needles at once, no mistakes, incredible!”

“Looks like it’s still anyone’s game!”

Li Zhengxi’s expression shifted slightly.

Having studied acupuncture for years, he knew how difficult it was to insert five needles at once.

Li Zhengxi could do it too, but under blind needling conditions, he could manage five needles simultaneously only three times at most.

Blind needling was already challenging, and inserting five needles at once, ensuring each hit the correct point, was unimaginably difficult.

“Showing off, let’s see how long you can keep it up,” Li Zhengxi snorted.

What followed was shocking.

Ye Qiu grabbed five needles with his right hand each time, inserting them into five points on the mannequin, over twenty times in a row, without a single error.

And Ye Qiu looked unfazed, not a drop of sweat on his face, as if this method was child’s play to him.

In two minutes, Ye Qiu had inserted 120 needles into the mannequin.

Li Zhengxi could no longer stay calm.

At this rate, with five needles at a time, Ye Qiu would finish all 365 needles in just ten minutes.

And then, Li Zhengxi would be the loser.

“How is this kid so freakish?”

Cold sweat beaded on Li Zhengxi’s forehead, his gaze heavy.

But the next moment, something even more astonishing happened.

Ye Qiu stretched lazily and said, “This method is too slow.”

“At this pace, it’ll take another six minutes to finish.”

“I’d better speed up.”

What, he could go faster?

Let’s see how you do that!

As Li Zhengxi thought this, Ye Qiu’s hands moved simultaneously, each holding five needles, inserting them into the mannequin.

In an instant, ten needles landed in ten acupuncture points.

Fast, precise, steady!

“This…”

Li Zhengxi swallowed hard, his fists clenching quietly.

In that moment, he felt furious.

He felt humiliated.

He’d trained on this mannequin for thirty years to master blind needling, only for Ye Qiu to pull this off, crushing him effortlessly. By comparison, his own technique seemed like child’s play, utterly insignificant.

Damn it!

The audience below couldn’t hold back, screaming loudly.

Ye Qiu’s needling was like a magic trick, dazzling and breathtaking.

“I knew Little Ye wouldn’t let me down,” Zhang Jiuling said, brimming with excitement.

“Hahaha, Little Ye’s got this one,” Li Chunfeng laughed.

Nie Xue Liang sighed in relief, “Looks like Little Ye was confident all along.”

The students were even more thrilled.

“Ye Qiu’s unreal, totally dominating!”

“Too awesome!”

“He’s literally my idol!”

“Isn’t this competition way better than a movie?”

“Oh, CCTV’s live-streaming, guys, let’s hit the stream and cheer for Ye Qiu!”

A swarm of students flooded the live stream.

They were stunned to see over 500,000 viewers online, with bullet comments flying everywhere.

All saying the same four words:

“Ye Qiu is mighty!”

…

Ye Qiu finished needling in just five minutes.

Two staff members came on stage, checked the results, and announced them on the spot.

“Dr. Ye Qiu took five minutes, with every needle accurately placed in the mannequin’s acupuncture points, without a single error.”

Dong Si followed, “I declare, in the first round, Chinese medicine practitioner Ye Qiu wins!”

A thunderous wave of applause erupted.

Countless students stood, screaming wildly.

Li Zhengxi’s face was ashen. He never imagined that he, a revered medical sage, would lose the first round.

He was unwilling to accept it, unable to stomach the result.

Ye Qiu looked at Li Zhengxi and said, “I kindly warned you to pick a different challenge, but you wouldn’t listen.”

“Blind needling? Our ancestors mastered that thousands of years ago.”

“Challenging me on this? What is that if not courting death?”

Li Zhengxi’s face darkened, itching to punch Ye Qiu.

It’s just one win, what’s there to gloat about?

Petty triumph!

Ye Qiu asked Dong Si, “Per the rules, there’s only one round per day, right?”

Dong Si nodded with a smile, “Yes, one round per day. After the competition, you can rest.”

“The second round will be tomorrow.”

“Same time, 9 a.m., same place.”

“Thank you,” Ye Qiu said, then waved at the grim-faced Li Zhengxi, “Mr. Li, I’m off to rest.”

With that, he turned to leave the stage.

“Stop!” Li Zhengxi suddenly shouted.

Ye Qiu turned back, looking at him, “What advice does Mr. Li have?”

“You’re not leaving!” Li Zhengxi said, “No need to wait for tomorrow. The second round starts now!”

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Start the second round now?

Courting death?

Ye Qiu looked at Li Zhengxi, his eyes flickering briefly.

Seeing Ye Qiu stay silent, Li Zhengxi said, “What, are you scared to compete with me?”

Ye Qiu laughed, “Scared? I’ve already won the first round. Even if I lose the second, we’re tied.”

“I’m worried about you.”

“With a best-of-three rule, if you lose the second round, you’ll have to commit suicide in public.”

Li Zhengxi snapped, “No need to worry about me, let’s continue!”

The audience, already feeling the first round ended too quickly, hadn’t had their fill. Hearing Li Zhengxi demand to keep going, they shouted:

“Dr. Ye, agree to it!”

“Start the second round already!”

“We can’t wait!”

Ye Qiu turned back to the stage and asked, “Mr. Li, what’s the second round?”

Li Zhengxi replied, “Treating patients!”

Ye Qiu shook his head.

“What’s with the headshake?” Li Zhengxi asked.

Ye Qiu said, “Mr. Li, with all due respect, you should pick another challenge. You’re no match for me in treating patients.”

Damn it, this kid’s looking down on me.

Li Zhengxi snorted, “I’ve been a doctor for decades, treated countless patients, and never failed. How could I not be your match?”

Ye Qiu smiled, “Didn’t you just say you’ve never lost in your life? And yet, you still lost to me.”

Li Zhengxi retorted, “In the first round, I went easy on you because you’re young, that’s why you won. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have lost.”

Ye Qiu scoffed at this.

Shameless!

During the first round of blind needling, Li Zhengxi didn’t pause for a second, and that’s called going easy?

“Mr. Li, I have a request for the second round,” Ye Qiu said.

“What request?” Li Zhengxi asked.

Ye Qiu said, “I hope you won’t hold back at all. Otherwise, if I win, you’ll just say you went easy again.”

“Rest assured, I won’t hold back in the second round. I’ll show you what I’m capable of.”

Li Zhengxi waved his hand, “Bring the patients up.”

At that, Li Minghan and another Korean each pushed a patient in hospital gowns onto the stage.

Both patients were in wheelchairs.

Clearly, they had mobility issues.

Li Zhengxi said, “The second round is simple: treat a comminuted fracture.”

“Whoever achieves the best result in the shortest time wins.”

“Both patients have a comminuted fracture in their left knee. Ye Qiu, pick your patient first, so no one says I’m bullying the young.”

Ye Qiu shook his head, “Mr. Li, you pick first. Otherwise, if you lose, people will say I didn’t respect my elders.”

Elders?

Who the hell is an elder?

Your whole family’s the elders!

Li Zhengxi, who hated being called old, twitched his lips in anger and said, “Fine, I won’t be polite then.”

“I choose him.”

Li Zhengxi pointed to the younger of the two patients.

“I’ve no objections,” Ye Qiu said calmly.

Li Zhengxi then instructed, “Staff, show the patients’ medical reports to everyone.”

“Yes!”

A staff member displayed the patients’ diagnostic reports on the big screens.

The text was deliberately enlarged so every spectator could read it clearly.

“It really is a comminuted fracture!”

The crowd gasped.

The report included images clearly showing the patient’s left knee bone shattered into three pieces.

Once the report was shown, Li Zhengxi beckoned to Li Minghan, who understood and immediately handed him a medical kit.

“I’m starting treatment now. Host, start the timer,” Li Zhengxi said.

He squatted in front of the patient, opened the kit, and took out a silver needle.

The needle was over twenty centimetres long, as thin as a hair.

It gleamed coldly.

Li Zhengxi disinfected the needle with alcohol wipes while explaining, “This needle in my hand is called the Thousand-Foot Needle.”

“Made of pure silver.”

“The Thousand-Foot Needle is a unique Korean invention, highly effective for treating orthopaedic conditions.”

Ye Qiu rolled his eyes.

Have some shame!

The so-called Thousand-Foot Needle was just an elongated silver needle.

To call it a unique Korean invention? Shameless!

One minute later.

Disinfection complete.

Li Zhengxi began treatment.

He rolled up the patient’s trouser leg, exposing the knee, and pierced the Thousand-Foot Needle into the knee.

“Hiss—”

The patient gasped in pain.

Li Zhengxi didn’t even glance at the patient, gripping the needle with both hands and pushing it deeper.

The patient trembled, sweat beading on his forehead.

Ye Qiu said from the side, “Mr. Li, you should’ve used local anaesthesia first to reduce the patient’s pain.”

“Shut up! Don’t disturb my treatment!” Li Zhengxi snapped, continuing to drive the needle in.

A moment later.

“Ah…”

The patient, unable to bear it, cried out in pain.

“Can’t handle a little pain, what kind of man are you?” Li Zhengxi grabbed a wad of gauze from the kit and stuffed it into the patient’s mouth.

The patient gripped the wheelchair armrests tightly, knuckles white, face contorted, veins bulging on his forehead from the intense pain.

The patient’s agonised expression was clearly shown on the big screens.

The audience below grew furious.

“Damn it, is this treatment or torture?”

After a few minutes, the Thousand-Foot Needle pierced through the patient’s knee.

Then, Li Zhengxi held the patient’s knee with both hands and began pressing firmly.

Each press drew muffled “mmph” cries from the patient.

A comminuted fracture is already excruciating, and without any anaesthesia, the pain was unimaginable.

The patient’s endurance was already impressive.

Over twenty minutes later.

Li Zhengxi stopped, withdrew the needle, and stood, saying, “My treatment is complete!”

Two staff members brought diagnostic equipment on stage to examine the patient.

When the images appeared on the big screens, the audience was stunned.

The patient’s shattered knee bones were now perfectly aligned, seamlessly joined.

The treatment, from start to finish, took thirty minutes.

The crowd was shocked.

“This Li Zhengxi’s got some skill!”

“No surprise, he’s the Korean medical sage!”

“Just a bit brutal in his methods!”

Li Zhengxi smiled, pleased with the result, and said to the patient, “Rest for half a month, and you’ll be walking.”

“Meeting me is your honour.”

He then looked at Ye Qiu, “Your turn!”