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 Miracle Doctor Chapter 781

Lee Jung-hee’s face changed drastically.

His eyes were fixed on the female patient on the stage, as if he wanted to devour her.

“Doctor, thank you for curing my illness, thank you.”

After speaking, the female patient knelt down and kowtowed to Ye Qiu.

This scene caused gasps from the audience.

“Bloody hell, Dr. Ye really cured the patient.”

“He only took five minutes, that’s way too fast!”

“If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I’d never believe Chinese medicine could be this powerful!”

“…”

The host, Dong Si, announced the result on the spot.

“The third match, Ye Qiu wins!”

Instantly, the audience erupted in thunderous applause.

Especially the university students in the crowd, clapping with all their might, extremely excited.

“Dr. Ye won all three matches, that’s incredible.”

“Now Lee Jung-hee has nothing to say, right?”

“Lee Jung-hee can go kill himself.”

“…”

On the stage.

Lee Jung-hee’s face was pale, muttering, “How could this happen?”

“How did he win again?”

“And in just five minutes, is he a god?”

Lee Min-han said urgently, “Father, what do we do now?”

Lee Jung-hee snapped back to reality, a wave of fear in his heart, “Losing all three matches, according to my promise, I have to take my own life in public.”

“Min-han, I don’t want to die.”

“Quick, help me think of something.”

Lee Min-han said, “Father, let’s flee?”

“Flee?” Lee Jung-hee glanced at the audience below and shook his head, “If I escape, they’ll tear me apart.”

“Besides, Han Ryong is guarding the athletics field with so many people, how could we get away?”

“Min-han, think of something else, or I’m really going to die.”

Lee Min-han racked his brains.

A moment later.

A spark of inspiration hit Lee Min-han, and he said, “Father, I have a plan.”

“What plan?” Lee Jung-hee asked eagerly.

Lee Min-han whispered, “Use the old trick again.”

Hm?

Lee Jung-hee frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and nodded, “Looks like that’s the only way.”

Five minutes later.

The applause from the audience finally stopped.

Ye Qiu looked at Lee Jung-hee and said, “Mr. Lee, I won all three matches, which is enough to prove that Chinese medicine is superior to traditional Korean medicine.”

“In this China-Korea medical contest, you lost.”

“You should honour your promise.”

Lee Jung-hee feigned confusion, “What promise? I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Ye Qiu raised an eyebrow, “Mr. Lee, what do you mean?”

“Before the contest, you said it would be best of three, and the loser would take their own life in public.”

“You haven’t forgotten that already, have you?”

Lee Jung-hee laughed, “Oh, you mean that? I remember.”

“I did say something like that.”

“But I don’t accept the results of the contest.”

“I am the Korean Medical Saint, my expertise is in treating deaf-mute patients. Without exaggeration, in the field of treating deaf-mute patients, no one in the world can match me, not even Nobel Prize winners in medicine.”

“But you, you cured a deaf-mute patient in just five minutes, on what grounds?”

“On the grounds of Chinese medicine?”

“Utter nonsense!”

Lee Jung-hee cursed angrily, “If Chinese medicine were really that powerful, would Western medicine still have a foothold in China?”

“But look now, Western medicine thrives, while Chinese medicine declines, which is enough to show Chinese medicine is inferior to Western medicine.”

“Don’t think I don’t know, what you used in the contest wasn’t Chinese medicine at all, but witchcraft.”

“Ye Qiu, you’re a fraud.”

“A complete and utter fraud.”

“You didn’t just deceive me, you deceived everyone here, you’re despicable, you’re shameless!”

The audience fell silent.

Everyone could see that Lee Jung-hee was grasping at straws, refusing to admit defeat, but his words weren’t entirely baseless.

Curing a deaf-mute patient in a few minutes did seem unbelievable.

People couldn’t help but wonder, was Chinese medicine really that powerful?

If Chinese medicine was so powerful, why had it declined?

Ye Qiu laughed in anger, “Lee Jung-hee, a tree without bark is doomed to die, a person without shame is invincible.”

“That’s exactly the kind of person you are.”

“I didn’t expect that, as the Korean Medical Saint, you’d be so utterly shameless.”

“Not only do you refuse to admit defeat, but you claim I used witchcraft, heh…”

Ye Qiu gave a cold laugh, his gaze shifting to the audience.

“Old Zhang, you’re a master of Chinese medicine, skilled in acupuncture. Please tell Lee Jung-hee what acupuncture technique I used to treat the patient just now.”

Zhang Jiuling stood up and said loudly, “Ye Qiu used the Taiyi Divine Needle.”

Taiyi Divine Needle?

The audience was baffled.

Zhang Jiuling explained, “The Taiyi Divine Needle is a highly advanced acupuncture technique, extremely effective for treating complex conditions.”

“Lee Jung-hee, Ye Qiu said you’re shameless, and I think he’s right.”

“You are indeed shameless.”

“You didn’t recognise the Taiyi Divine Needle and claimed Ye Qiu used witchcraft, that’s complete nonsense.”

“Honour your bet.”

“Since you lost, you should fulfil your promise.”

Lee Jung-hee snorted, “Zhang Jiuling, you’re in cahoots with Ye Qiu, of course you’d back him up.”

“In short, I don’t accept the results of the second and third matches.”

“Ye Qiu, if you want me to take my own life in public, you have to convince me, otherwise, this China-Korea medical contest ends here.”

A cold glint flashed in Ye Qiu’s eyes.

This old man was truly shameless.

If this weren’t a medical contest, if there weren’t so many spectators, with Ye Qiu’s temperament, he would have taken Lee Jung-hee out on the spot.

Ye Qiu asked, “What would it take to convince you?”

Lee Jung-hee said, “Keep competing.”

Instantly, the audience shouted:

“Dr. Ye, don’t agree to him.”

“Lee Jung-hee is clearly cheating.”

“Even if you win the next matches, Lee Jung-hee still won’t admit defeat.”

“…”

Ye Qiu raised his hand, signalling the audience to quiet down, then said:

“Chinese medicine has been passed down for thousands of years, when has it ever feared a challenge?”

“Lee Jung-hee, you’re not convinced, you want to keep competing with me, fine, I agree, I’ll compete with you.”

“Until you’re convinced!”

Soon, the two continued their contest.

Fourth match, treating gastritis.

Ye Qiu won!

Fifth match, treating emphysema.

Ye Qiu won!

Sixth match, treating rheumatism.

Ye Qiu won!

Seventh, eighth, ninth matches…

Win, win, win!

Ye Qiu never lost.

“Lee Jung-hee, are you still not convinced?” Ye Qiu shouted.

“I’m not convinced,” Lee Jung-hee roared, his eyes red with anger.

He genuinely wasn’t convinced.

He was the Korean Medical Saint, undefeated in the past, but after facing Ye Qiu, he lost repeatedly, not winning a single match, as if Ye Qiu was his destined nemesis.

Even after losing countless matches, Lee Jung-hee still refused to yield.

“Not convinced? Let’s go again!”

The contest continued.

Tenth, eleventh, twelfth matches…

Twenty matches!

Ye Qiu dominated with a crushing streak of twenty victories and shouted, “Lee Jung-hee, are you convinced now?”

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“Lee Jung-hee, are you convinced?”

Ye Qiu’s voice boomed across the stage, resonating like thunder.

Lee Jung-hee’s face was pale, his hair dishevelled, his eyes burning with unwilling rage. Clenching his fists, he roared loudly:

“I’m not convinced!”

Ye Qiu shouted, “Not convinced? Then we keep going!”

“Keep going then, who’s afraid of who, argh…” Lee Jung-hee suddenly cried out in pain, collapsing to the ground.

He was gasping for breath.

He and Ye Qiu had competed in twenty matches without a break, losing every single one. His confidence had been utterly shattered.

Not only that, the twenty matches, from nine in the morning until six in the evening, were conducted without so much as a sip of water. Lee Jung-hee couldn’t hold on any longer.

He was drenched in sweat, his strength completely drained.

If the matches continued, Lee Jung-hee would be exhausted to death.

Lee Min-han quickly supported Lee Jung-hee, angrily shouting, “Ye Qiu, are you trying to kill my father?”

Ye Qiu said with a smile, “Which eye of yours saw me trying to kill him? I just want him to be convinced.”

“I’m not convinced! I’m not convinced!” Lee Jung-hee shouted twice before foaming at the mouth, his body convulsing.

Lee Min-han panicked, “Father, Father…”

At that moment, Ye Qiu said, “Alright, no more competing.”

Lee Min-han breathed a sigh of relief, but then Ye Qiu added, “We’ll continue tomorrow.”

Instantly, Lee Min-han’s face darkened.

He was deeply worried. Given today’s situation, would his father even make it off the stage alive tomorrow?

Regardless, the day’s events had finally come to an end.

Lee Min-han helped Lee Jung-hee leave.

In that moment, the audience’s applause roared like thunder.

The spectators had watched the competition all day, and even now, not a single person had left.

Ye Qiu’s dominant victory over Lee Jung-hee not only thrilled them but also left them in awe of his miraculous medical skills.

The applause ceased.

Ye Qiu stood on the stage, holding the microphone, and said, “Thank you, everyone.”

“I’m terribly sorry for taking up your entire day.”

“I didn’t expect we’d have so many matches today.”

“According to the original agreement, this China-Korea medical contest should have ended long ago, but I didn’t expect Lee Jung-hee to remain unconvinced.”

“This is an unofficial medical competition. Lee Jung-hee refuses to admit defeat, and I can’t force him to do anything, so I can only keep competing until he’s convinced.”

“You’ve all been here watching all day, and I’m sure many of you haven’t eaten yet, right? It’s getting late, so please go grab some food.”

“If you have time tomorrow, you’re welcome to come back and watch the competition.”

“Thank you all.”

Ye Qiu finished speaking and bowed to the audience.

The crowd began to disperse.

As Ye Qiu stepped off the stage, he was immediately surrounded by Zhang Jiuling and the others.

“Well done, Little Ye!”

“This time, you’ve brought honour to Chinese medicine, and we feel proud too.”

“Little Ye, if Lee Jung-hee keeps refusing to accept defeat, what do you plan to do?”

Ye Qiu smiled faintly and said, “My stance is clear: if Lee Jung-hee isn’t convinced, we’ll keep competing.”

“Until he’s convinced!”

“Besides, his medical skills aren’t bad. It’s nice to have him as free labour.”

Free labour?

The three Chinese medicine masters exchanged glances, momentarily confused.

Ye Qiu explained, “In the competition, all the patients treated are Chinese. Although Lee Jung-hee lost every match, he basically cured the patients.”

“And these patients didn’t have to pay him a penny.”

“If that’s not free labour, what is?”

The three masters finally understood Ye Qiu’s clever plan, and Li Chunfeng and Zhang Jiuling burst into laughter.

“What do you think, if Lee Jung-hee knew Little Ye’s intentions, would he be so angry he’d spit blood?”

“Not only did Lee Jung-hee lose the competition, but he’s also being used as free labour, how pitiful!”

Nie Xueliang asked Ye Qiu, “If Lee Jung-hee never admits defeat, does that mean this China-Korea medical contest will never end?”

Ye Qiu shook his head with a smile, “No, Old Nie, it won’t be like that. I believe Lee Jung-hee will be convinced soon.”

“If all goes as expected, this competition will be completely over by tomorrow.”

Oh?

The three masters glanced at Ye Qiu, wondering to themselves, did Ye Qiu already have a plan to make Lee Jung-hee admit defeat?

At that moment, Qin Gang approached.

“Ye Qiu, the academicians asked me to apologise on their behalf.”

“They’re getting on in years, and sitting here all day was too much for them, so I arranged for someone to take them back.”

“The academicians spoke highly of you, saying that Chinese medicine is fortunate to have a talent like you, a great fortune for the nation.”

Ye Qiu said humbly, “The senior academicians are too kind. It seems I’ll need to work even harder in the future.”

“Ye Qiu, no need to be modest, your strength is evident to all.”

Qin Gang suddenly dropped his smile and asked, “When do you plan to bring this competition to a complete end?”

“Tomorrow!” Ye Qiu answered without hesitation.

“It seems you’ve got everything under control, excellent…” Qin Gang glanced behind Ye Qiu, smiled, and said, “I’ll leave you to it, you’re busy!”

Ye Qiu was puzzled.

The competition was over for the day, what was he busy with?

Just as he was wondering, a sweet voice called from behind, “Dr. Ye!”

Ye Qiu turned to see Xu Changjin standing there.

Only then did he understand why Qin Gang had left so suddenly.

Xu Changjin walked over, handing Ye Qiu a takeaway bag, and said, “Dr. Ye, you haven’t eaten yet, right? I got you some fried chicken and a burger, eat up!”

“Thank you.”

Ye Qiu smiled in thanks. After competing all day, he was indeed starving.

The three Chinese medicine masters had wanted to chat more with Ye Qiu, but seeing a pretty girl with him, they decided to leave.

…

Outside the athletics field.

In the car.

After drinking a few sips of water, Lee Jung-hee finally caught his breath and cursed angrily, “That bastard Ye Qiu nearly killed me with exhaustion today.”

Lee Min-han said with a bitter expression, “Father, Ye Qiu said we’ll continue competing tomorrow, what do we do?”

“Hmph, compete then, even if it costs me this old life, I won’t let him have his way,” Lee Jung-hee said, “I am the Korean Medical Saint. I can lose the competition, but I will never lose my dignity.”

Lee Min-han said, “Father, we can’t keep competing.”

“Ye Qiu’s stance is clear: as long as you’re not convinced, he’ll keep competing with you. We can’t keep dragging this out with him.”

“We need to find a way to end this competition.”

Yes, the competition must end.

Otherwise, I’ll be exhausted to death by Ye Qiu.

But how do we end it?

I can’t exactly take my own life in public, can I?

“Min-han, do you have any ideas?”

Lee Min-han looked at Lee Jung-hee, hesitated for a moment, and said, “Father, why don’t we beg for mercy?”

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Beg for mercy?

Hearing those words, Lee Jung-hee was furious.

Slap!

He struck Lee Min-han across the face, roaring, “You fool!”

“I am the Korean Medical Saint, how could I beg him for mercy?”

“If I did that, where would my dignity be?”

Lee Min-han hurriedly said, “At a time like this, who cares about dignity? Saving your life is what matters.”

“Father, begging for mercy is the only way you might have a chance to live, otherwise, Ye Qiu won’t let you off.”

“Of course, we can’t beg openly.”

“What I mean is, we approach Ye Qiu privately. As long as he spares your life, we can offer him money.”

Lee Jung-hee was tempted and asked, “Would that kid accept our money?”

Lee Min-han said, “Father, there’s an old Chinese saying: money makes the world go round.”

“As long as we offer enough, there’s nothing we can’t achieve.”

“We’ll give Ye Qiu five million. If he thinks it’s too little, we’ll give him ten million.”

“If he still thinks it’s not enough, we’ll offer twenty million, thirty million, even a hundred million if need be.”

“In short, as long as it saves your life, it’s worth it.”

Lee Jung-hee pondered for a moment and said, “This plan could work, but I’m worried Ye Qiu won’t agree… hm?”

Looking out the car window, Lee Jung-hee suddenly let out a surprised sound, “Min-han, look outside.”

Lee Min-han turned his head and saw Ye Qiu walking out of the athletics field with a young girl, chatting and laughing.

“That kid’s quite carefree, isn’t he? Finishing the competition and immediately going on a date with a woman, hmph~”

Lee Min-han snorted coldly.

Lee Jung-hee chuckled and said, “Min-han, take a closer look. Who’s the girl with Ye Qiu?”

Lee Min-han glanced at Xu Changjin and said in surprise, “Isn’t that the Xu family’s girl?”

“What’s she doing here?”

“It looks like she and Ye Qiu are pretty close.”

“Are they dating?”

Lee Jung-hee asked, “Min-han, didn’t you save Old Man Xu’s life last year?”

“Yes,” Lee Min-han replied, “Last year, Old Man Xu was gravely ill. The Xu family came to us, asking Father to treat him, but you were abroad at the time, so I went and treated Old Man Xu, pulling him back from the brink of death.”

Lee Jung-hee laughed, “Min-han, it looks like we won’t need to spend money to beg Ye Qiu privately.”

Lee Min-han was stunned, “Father, what do you mean?”

Lee Jung-hee said, “You saved Old Man Xu’s life, and that’s a debt the Xu family owes us.”

Lee Min-han said, “Father, after I cured Old Man Xu, the Xu family paid me fifty million in fees. They don’t owe me anything anymore.”

Lee Jung-hee cursed, “Idiot, a life-saving debt isn’t settled with just fifty million.”

“Besides, the Xu family is Korea’s top conglomerate, with hundreds of billions in assets. Fifty million is nothing to them.”

“Later, you call Old Man Xu and tell him to send his granddaughter to plead on my behalf.”

“Have the Xu girl tell Ye Qiu that I’m willing to take a step back and let this China-Korea medical contest end in a draw.”

A draw?

Lee Min-han was stunned, “Father, would Ye Qiu agree to that?”

“Whether Ye Qiu agrees depends on the Xu girl’s ability,” Lee Jung-hee said, “Tell Old Man Xu that we’re all Koreans, we rise and fall together.”

“As long as he helps me pull this off, from now on, I’ll be his personal doctor.”

“On call anytime!”

Lee Min-han immediately said, “Father, let’s head back. Once we’re there, I’ll call Old Man Xu.”

…

After strolling around the campus with Xu Changjin for a while, Ye Qiu returned to his hotel.

After a shower.

Ye Qiu began cultivating the Nine-Turn Dragon Art.

Since breaking through to the fourth turn, his progress had stalled, which made Ye Qiu anxious.

He needed to advance his cultivation as quickly as possible before those old monsters in the Forbidden City emerged.

Soon, Ye Qiu immersed himself in cultivation.

With his eyes closed, a radiant golden light emanated from his body, making him look like a Buddha.

About an hour later.

Knock, knock!

A sudden knock at the door interrupted Ye Qiu’s cultivation.

Ye Qiu opened the door and saw Xu Changjin standing outside.

“Why are you here?” Ye Qiu asked, puzzled.

“Dr. Ye, may I come in to talk?” Xu Changjin looked at Ye Qiu nervously.

Ye Qiu smiled faintly, “Come in!”

Xu Changjin breathed a sigh of relief, entered the room, and sat on the sofa.

Ye Qiu poured her a glass of water and asked, “Is something up?”

“Yes,” Xu Changjin nodded.

Ye Qiu asked, “What is it?”

Xu Changjin said, “I’m here to plead on behalf of Senior Lee Jung-hee.”

Instantly, Ye Qiu frowned, “Can you tell me why?”

Xu Changjin replied, “Our family and the Lee family are old acquaintances.”

“Last year, my grandfather was critically ill, and it was Lee Min-han who cured him. Our family owes the Lee family a debt.”

“Lee Min-han called my grandfather, and my grandfather instructed me to come to you.”

“Dr. Ye, can you give Senior Lee Jung-hee a way out?”

After speaking, Xu Changjin lowered her head, her hands clutching the hem of her clothes, not daring to meet Ye Qiu’s eyes.

She knew her request was excessive and that Ye Qiu might even get angry.

But her grandfather had ordered her, no matter the cost, to secure a way out for Lee Jung-hee.

The Korean Medical Saint could not die in China, let alone take his own life publicly, or Korea would lose all face.

The Xu family would also have no way to explain themselves to Lee Min-han.

Ye Qiu said, “Changjin, you should know that this China-Korea medical contest was provoked by Lee Jung-hee.”

“The rule that the loser must take their own life publicly was also set by Lee Min-han.”

“Lee Jung-hee has lost over twenty matches and still refuses to admit defeat. With such shameless behaviour, how can I give him a way out?”

“Though Lee Jung-hee is the Korean Medical Saint, he’s nothing but a despicable man. If I let him off, he might go back to Korea and slander Chinese medicine.”

“This China-Korea medical contest has drawn widespread attention. If I give Lee Jung-hee a way out, how do I explain that to Chinese medicine? To the Chinese people?”

“Changjin, it’s not that I don’t want to give you face, but this matter cannot be compromised.”

“I’m sorry!”

Xu Changjin had already expected Ye Qiu to refuse her.

After all, Lee Jung-hee’s behaviour was utterly deplorable, even she found it disgusting, but her grandfather’s orders left her no choice but to obey.

“Dr. Ye, I know my request is very presumptuous, but I still want to ask you to give Senior Lee Jung-hee a way out.”

“As long as you let him go, I’ll do anything you want.”

“I, I can give myself to you.”

Xu Changjin suddenly stood up from the sofa, reached behind her, and with a tug, her dress slipped from her shoulders…

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In an instant, a stunning figure appeared before Ye Qiu.

Xu Changjin perfectly embodied the phrase “looks slim in clothes, but curvaceous underneath.” Her figure was no less impressive than Lin Jingzhi or Bai Bing’s. Perhaps due to her younger age, she exuded a pure charm compared to the sultry Lin Jingzhi or the icy Bai Bing.

“What are you doing? Put your clothes back on!”

Ye Qiu said, moving to help Xu Changjin pull her dress back up, but she suddenly threw herself into his arms.

“Dr. Ye, I’m giving myself to you. Please, I beg you, spare Senior Lee Jung-hee’s life.”

With that, Xu Changjin wrapped her arms around Ye Qiu’s neck, leaning in to kiss his face.

“What are you doing!”

Ye Qiu pushed her away, suddenly angry.

“What kind of person do you think I am, Ye Qiu?”

In that moment, Xu Changjin was at a loss, standing frozen, her eyes brimming with tears.

She looked pitiably vulnerable.

Realising he might have frightened her, Ye Qiu softened his tone and said, “Changjin, put your clothes back on.”

Xu Changjin pulled her dress up, fastened it, and then looked at Ye Qiu, saying, “Dr. Ye, do you look down on me?”

“Do you think I’m some improper girl?”

“I’m not…”

“Changjin!” Ye Qiu interrupted, “Don’t ever think that. In my eyes, you’re not only beautiful but also kind.”

“But what you just did disrespects both yourself and me.”

“I know this wasn’t your intention, your family must have pressured you, but even so, you shouldn’t have done this.”

“Especially for someone like Lee Jung-hee, it’s not worth it.”

“If I were a bad person, you’d be in danger right now.”

Ye Qiu reached out, gently wiping the tears from the corner of Xu Changjin’s eyes, and said earnestly, “Changjin, promise me you won’t do something this foolish again. You must cherish yourself.”

“Mm.” Xu Changjin nodded.

She didn’t dare meet Ye Qiu’s gaze, mortified by her earlier actions.

Then, she remembered her purpose.

“Oh, Dr. Ye, before I came, my grandfather called me. He said if you’re willing to spare Senior Lee Jung-hee’s life, he’s prepared to give you a gift.”

Xu Changjin quickly pulled out her phone, opened a photo, and said, “Dr. Ye, this is the gift my grandfather mentioned.”

Ye Qiu wasn’t particularly interested at first.

But when he saw the object in the photo, his expression changed dramatically.

“Changjin, give me the phone,” Ye Qiu said seriously.

Xu Changjin quickly handed it over.

Ye Qiu stared at the photo, examining it closely, his eyes filled with profound shock.

The photo showed a bronze figure.

The figure was engraved with hundreds of acupuncture points, each labelled with its name in small, intricate characters.

“This is… the Tiansheng Bronze Man!”

Ye Qiu gasped.

The Tiansheng Bronze Man, also known as the Acupuncture Bronze Man, was cast in the fifth year of the Tiansheng era of the Northern Song Dynasty by Wang Weiyi, a medical official of the Hanlin Academy.

It was life-sized, with its chest and back designed to open, revealing carved internal organs. The surface was marked with acupuncture points, each labelled with its name.

The points were sealed with yellow wax, and the figure was filled with water. If an acupuncture point was accurately targeted, the needle would pierce through, and water would flow out; if the point was missed, the needle wouldn’t penetrate.

Wang Weiyi made two such figures. One was kept in the palace for the emperor’s appreciation.

The other was placed in the Medical Academy, used as a teaching model for acupuncture and to test medical students’ skills.

Over the centuries, one of the figures was lost, but the other was preserved.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, during China’s turmoil and invasions by foreign powers, many cultural relics, including the last Tiansheng Bronze Man, went missing.

The Tiansheng Bronze Man was considered a “sacred relic” in the eyes of Chinese medicine practitioners and a national treasure.

Since its disappearance, countless practitioners and scholars had searched tirelessly for its whereabouts.

Ye Qiu never imagined he’d see it here today.

Xu Changjin said, “My grandfather often says Chinese culture is the greatest in the world.”

“He loves Chinese Tang poetry, Song lyrics, calligraphy, porcelain, Peking opera…”

“This acupuncture bronze man was bought by my grandfather years ago from a Japanese merchant for over ten million US dollars.”

“He had it appraised by several top experts, who confirmed it’s from China’s Northern Song Dynasty.”

“Knowing you’re a Chinese medicine practitioner and the value of this bronze man, my grandfather asked me to tell you that if you spare Lee Jung-hee’s life, he’s willing to give it to you.”

Honestly, Xu Changjin didn’t hold much hope.

She didn’t think a bronze figure would change Ye Qiu’s mind.

As expected.

Ye Qiu said, “This medical contest isn’t a personal matter but a clash between Chinese medicine and Korean medicine, and a cultural showdown between two nations.”

“At this point, how could I alone decide its outcome?”

Xu Changjin’s face fell, thinking to herself, *Grandfather, I’ve done my best…*

But then, Ye Qiu suddenly said, “I can give Lee Jung-hee a way out.”

Xu Changjin’s head snapped up, staring at Ye Qiu in disbelief.

“Dr. Ye, what did you say?”

She thought she’d misheard.

Ye Qiu smiled, “I said, I can give Lee Jung-hee a way out, but tell your grandfather, I want that bronze man.”

“Great, I’ll call my grandfather right away!” Xu Changjin said, overjoyed.

She’d thought she’d failed her grandfather’s task, but the situation had turned around.

Yet soon, a sense of disappointment crept into her heart.

*Dr. Ye would rather have a bronze man than me. Am I really that unappealing to him?*

Seeing Xu Changjin lower her head, Ye Qiu asked, “What are you thinking about?”

“Nothing,” Xu Changjin quickly hid her thoughts and said, “Dr. Ye, before I came, Lee Min-han also told me something.”

“He said Senior Lee Jung-hee hopes this China-Korea medical contest can end in a draw.”

A draw?

In his dreams!

Ye Qiu snorted, “Changjin, please pass a message to Lee Jung-hee for me.”

“Sparing his life is already giving him face. Tell him not to push his luck.”

“Otherwise, I’ll make sure he stays in China forever.”

“And the competition continues tomorrow until he’s convinced!”

Xu Changjin nodded, “Dr. Ye, don’t worry, I’ll make sure to pass your words to Senior Lee Jung-hee. It’s getting late, I should head back.”

With that, Xu Changjin turned to leave.

“Changjin—”

Ye Qiu suddenly called out, saying, “It’s late, and it’s not safe for a girl to go back alone.”

Xu Changjin froze.

What did Dr. Ye mean?

Was he suggesting she stay the night?

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Xu Changjin was incredibly nervous.

Before coming to see Ye Qiu tonight, she had prepared herself to make a sacrifice. But now, hearing his words, her heart couldn’t help but pound wildly, “thump, thump.”

What should she do?

Stay the night?

Ever since meeting Ye Qiu at the Confucius Temple, Xu Changjin had been smitten. After watching two days of the competition, she was utterly captivated by his medical skills and charisma.

Her heart had already fallen for him.

But earlier, despite her bold move, Ye Qiu hadn’t acted on it. Now, asking her to wait, her heart, which had sunk, was suddenly lodged in her throat again.

Her thoughts were a tangled mess.

Yet, there was also a hint of excitement and anticipation.

Just as Xu Changjin was gripped by anxiety, Ye Qiu said, “It’s late, and it’s not safe for you to go back alone. I’ll arrange for someone to escort you.”

In an instant, her tension turned to disappointment.

“So I was overthinking it. Dr. Ye didn’t have that intention at all.”

After the disappointment, Xu Changjin felt a sense of relief.

“Dr. Ye is truly different from other men.”

“If it were someone else, they probably couldn’t resist trying to take advantage of me, but Dr. Ye stays true to his principles.”

“This shows he’s a man of integrity.”

“A man like this is worth my affection.”

“Dr. Ye is so skilled, so handsome, and such a warm person. I really want to marry him and be his wife…”

Thinking this, Xu Changjin’s cheeks flushed hotter.

Summoning her courage.

She looked up at Ye Qiu.

Xu Changjin said, “Dr. Ye, can I call you something else from now on?”

Ye Qiu was a bit curious and asked, “What do you want to call me?”

Xu Changjin said, “Oppa…”

Oppa?

Ye Qiu burst out laughing.

He’d heard female leads call male leads this in Korean dramas, but he never expected a Korean girl to call him that in real life.

It was quite amusing.

“Sure, if you like calling me that, go ahead!”

Ye Qiu smiled, pulled out his phone, and called Han Ryong.

A short while later, Han Ryong arrived.

Ye Qiu instructed, “Han Ryong, arrange for someone to escort Changjin back to Jinling University. Come find me afterward, I have something to discuss.”

“Yes, sir.”

Han Ryong nodded, making a welcoming gesture, “Miss Xu, this way.”

“Ye Qiu Oppa, I’m heading back. See you tomorrow.” Xu Changjin waved, turning to leave.

Just then, Ye Qiu suddenly said, “Wait a second.”

Xu Changjin turned back, looking at Ye Qiu with confusion.

Ye Qiu walked over, leaned in, and whispered in her ear, “You’ve got a great figure.”

Whoosh!

Xu Changjin’s face turned bright red.

“Ye Qiu Oppa, you’re so bad, I’m ignoring you!”

Xu Changjin shot him a playful glare and fled the room.

Ye Qiu laughed heartily.

Five minutes later.

Han Ryong returned, saying, “Boss, I’ve arranged for someone to take Miss Xu back to school.”

“Mm.” Ye Qiu nodded.

Han Ryong continued, “Boss, I’m more and more impressed with you. No matter where you go, beautiful girls always fall for you.”

“Boss, when are you going to teach me a few tricks?”

“I’m still a bachelor, you know.”

Ye Qiu said seriously, “Do you know why they like me?”

Without thinking, Han Ryong replied, “Because you’re capable, Boss.”

“Wrong.” Ye Qiu grinned, “Because I’m handsome.”

Instantly, Han Ryong looked dejected.

What’s that supposed to mean?

Calling me ugly?

Ye Qiu’s expression turned serious as he asked, “Any updates on Lee Jung-hee’s side?”

Han Ryong said, “Nothing unusual for now.”

Ye Qiu instructed, “Until this medical contest is fully resolved, keep a close eye on Lee Jung-hee and his son. Don’t let them slip away.”

Han Ryong grinned, “Don’t worry, Boss. I’ve got people watching them. I’ve stationed over a hundred men inside and outside their hotel.”

“Good.” Ye Qiu then asked, “Have you looked into Xu Changjin’s background?”

“I have.”

Han Ryong said, “Xu Changjin is a 20-year-old international student in the Chinese language programme at Jinling University.”

“She’s the campus belle and loves doing charity. She founded a mutual aid society at Jinling University.”

“The society mainly helps poor students by providing part-time job opportunities. She’s also a volunteer, spending holidays at orphanages and nursing homes…”

Ye Qiu wasn’t interested in this and interrupted, “What about her family background?”

“I’ve got that too.” Han Ryong teased, “Boss, guess what kind of background Xu Changjin has?”

Ye Qiu said, “Her family probably has some money.”

Earlier, Xu Changjin mentioned her grandfather bought the Tiansheng Bronze Man for over ten million US dollars years ago, which suggested her family was wealthy.

“Boss, you’re wrong.”

Han Ryong laughed, “Xu Changjin’s family doesn’t just have some money—they have a lot of money.”

“Her grandfather is the founder and chairman of Tianxing Group.”

What!

Ye Qiu was stunned.

Tianxing Group was a world-renowned multinational conglomerate with businesses in electronics, finance, machinery, and chemicals, ranking 15th among the global Fortune 500.

Its phones, TVs, and computers had once taken the world by storm.

Even now, Tianxing Group’s products could be seen everywhere in China.

As Korea’s largest enterprise, Tianxing Group had assets exceeding 800 billion, over 200,000 employees, and nearly 300 subsidiaries in 70 countries and regions.

After years of growth, Tianxing Group was undeniably Korea’s top conglomerate.

Ye Qiu never imagined Xu Changjin’s grandfather was its founder.

Han Ryong added, “Although Xu Changjin’s grandfather is still the chairman, the company’s operations are now managed by her father.”

“And Xu Changjin is the only girl in the third generation of the Xu family.”

“Because of this, she has a nickname in Korea that everyone knows.”

Ye Qiu asked curiously, “What nickname?”

“The First Princess!”

Ye Qiu smiled. Tianxing Group was a vast commercial empire, and Xu Changjin was indeed a princess.

Han Ryong said, “Many wealthy heirs and sons of powerful families in Korea want to marry Miss Xu, but it looks like they’re out of luck.”

“Boss, I’m so jealous. You’ve won over the princess of Tianxing Group.”

Ye Qiu shook his head, “You’ve got it wrong. I didn’t pursue her—she’s the one trying to pursue me.”

At that, Han Ryong felt like a knife had pierced his heart.

We’re both men, how’s the gap so huge?

Beep, beep, beep—

Suddenly, Ye Qiu’s phone rang urgently.

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Ye Qiu took out his phone and saw the caller ID displaying two words, Military God!

He was somewhat puzzled.

Why was the Military God calling so late?

“Boss, I’ll step out first. Call me if you need anything,” Han Long said tactfully, immediately leaving the room.

Ye Qiu pressed the answer key and asked, “Chief, you’re looking for me?”

“Ye Qiu, I’m not disturbing your rest, am I?” the Military God asked kindly.

“I haven’t gone to bed yet. Chief, is there something you need?”

“What, I can’t call you unless there’s a reason?”

Ye Qiu smiled, “From what I know of you, Chief, you usually call me when there’s something important.”

The Military God laughed, “You’re right, I do have something to discuss.”

“I’ve been following this China-Korea medical competition closely. You’ve done an excellent job, not only bringing honour to Chinese medicine but also making me proud. I want to commend you.”

“However, Li Zhengxi cannot die in China.”

Ye Qiu asked, “Chief, did Li Zhengxi plead with you?”

The Military God replied, “I’m friends with Xu Yuan正, the chairman of Korea’s Tianxing Group. Li Zhengxi approached Xu Yuan正, who then contacted me.”

“Li Minghan saved Xu Yuan正’s life last year, so Xu Yuan正 is doing this to repay that debt.”

“Xu Yuan正 has promised that if we spare Li Zhengxi’s life, he’s willing to invest ten billion in China, and he’ll follow through this year.”

Ye Qiu was somewhat surprised.

Xu Yuan正 was Xu Changjin’s grandfather. To save Li Zhengxi’s life, Xu Yuan正 not only gave him the Tiansheng Bronze Man but also promised the Military God a ten-billion investment in China. It was an extraordinary move.

What was Xu Yuan正’s real motive?

Was it truly to repay a debt?

Or did he have another agenda?

The Military God said, “I’ve reported this matter to Elder Tang, and his opinion is that we shouldn’t let Li Zhengxi die.”

“After all, Li Zhengxi is Korea’s Medical Saint and has some influence there. If he were to publicly take his own life in our country, it would inevitably provoke anger among the Korean public.”

“A few years ago, our relations with Korea were strained due to their deployment of a missile system along the border.”

“In recent years, Korea has been trying to mend ties with us, and bilateral relations are moving toward normalisation. If one Li Zhengxi were to disrupt this, it wouldn’t be worth it.”

“Ye Qiu, do you understand my meaning?”

Ye Qiu replied, “I understand. It’s just about sparing Li Zhengxi’s life, right? No problem.”

The Military God laughed heartily, “I knew you’d prioritise the bigger picture.”

Ye Qiu added, “Chief, while I agree to spare Li Zhengxi’s life, he must publicly admit defeat and apologise to Chinese medicine.”

“Otherwise, I’ll see this medical contest through to the end.”

The Military God said, “As long as Li Zhengxi doesn’t die, you can handle the rest as you see fit.”

Ye Qiu breathed a sigh of relief and asked, “Chief, how’s your health?”

“Doing great, eating well, sleeping soundly,” the Military God replied, then asked, “Ye Qiu, is it convenient to talk where you are?”

Ye Qiu: “It’s fine.”

The Military God then said, “I heard from Wudi that Longmei made a divination, saying Xiao Jiu’s days are numbered. Is that true?”

Ye Qiu said, “That’s what Longmei said, but whether it’s true or not, I don’t know. You know that old guy isn’t very reliable, ”

“No!” Before Ye Qiu could finish, the Military God said gravely, “Longmei may be unreliable at times, but he wouldn’t joke about something like this.”

“If he really said Xiao Jiu is about to die, then Xiao Jiu probably doesn’t have much time left.”

“For years, the Northern Border has been stable thanks to Xiao Jiu’s presence. He’s a natural-born commander.”

“If he dies, the Northern Border will surely descend into chaos.”

Ye Qiu said, “That’s why we need to plan ahead and prepare for the worst. If something happens to Xiao Jiu, Third Uncle would be the best candidate to hold the Northern Border.”

The Military God said with concern, “Wudi is indeed excellent, but he’s not from the military and has no battle achievements. I’m afraid he won’t be able to control the generals in the Northern Border.”

Ye Qiu smiled, “That’s easy to fix. Just let Third Uncle win a battle.”

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line.

Then the Military God’s voice came through, “That’s a good idea. I’ll discuss it with Elder Tang and Elder Ye later.”

“This matter needs to be arranged early, just in case.”

“Alright, Ye Qiu, you should rest now!”

Ye Qiu quickly said, “Chief, take care of yourself.”

“Don’t worry about me, I’m doing fine,” the Military God said before hanging up.

…

After resting for the night.

The next day.

At nine in the morning, the competition continued.

The athletics field was, as expected, packed with people.

On the stage.

Ye Qiu said to Li Zhengxi, “I don’t think there’s any need to continue the competition.”

“Just admit defeat and publicly apologise to Chinese medicine.”

“That’ll bring this contest to an end.”

Li Zhengxi smirked smugly, “Kid, you must have received a call from your country’s higher-ups, right?”

“You don’t dare let me die in China.”

“I won’t admit defeat either.”

“As for an apology, that’s just your wishful thinking. I’m Korea’s Medical Saint, why would I apologise to Chinese medicine?”

At this moment, Li Zhengxi was completely fearless, like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water.

Ye Qiu seemed to have anticipated this reaction and didn’t get angry. Smiling, he said, “I hope you can stay this stubborn later.”

“The competition continues.”

With that, the two began their contest.

It was still a competition to treat patients.

As soon as the contest started, Li Zhengxi noticed something was off.

Today, Ye Qiu was like he’d taken a performance-enhancing drug, treating patients at an astonishing speed. In front of so many spectators, Li Zhengxi didn’t want to lose too badly, so he had to speed up his treatments as well.

In less than an hour, they completed ten rounds, finishing each in about five minutes.

Soon, Li Zhengxi was sweating profusely from exhaustion.

Ye Qiu didn’t give Li Zhengxi any chance to rest and continued the competition.

Two hours later.

Li Zhengxi’s clothes were completely soaked with sweat, his legs trembling, barely able to stand.

Ye Qiu smiled and said, “Mr. Li, no need to push yourself so hard. Why don’t you rest for a bit? After all, you’re not young anymore.”

Li Zhengxi hated being called old and snapped, “No need to rest, let’s continue.”

Three hours later.

Li Zhengxi couldn’t hold on any longer. His hands, holding the acupuncture needles, were trembling.

“Tsk tsk tsk, Mr. Li, you’re truly Korea’s Medical Saint. Even when you can’t hold the needle steady, you still insist on treating patients. Your dedication to saving lives is truly admirable.”

“But, Mr. Li, can you still locate the acupuncture points accurately?”

“Aren’t you afraid of harming the patients?”

“You’re getting on in years, why fight to the bitter end?”

“As long as you admit defeat and apologise to Chinese medicine, I’ll stop the competition,” Ye Qiu said with a cheerful smile.

“Hmph, an apology is out of the question. I can still hold on…”

Before Li Zhengxi could finish, his vision went black, and with a “thud,” he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

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“Father!”

Seeing Li Zhengxi faint, Li Minghan cried out in alarm and quickly rushed over.

However,

At that moment, Ye Qiu appeared beside Li Zhengxi, holding a golden needle.

“Ye Qiu, what are you doing?” Li Minghan shouted angrily.

As if he hadn’t heard, Ye Qiu inserted the needle into Li Zhengxi’s Baihui acupoint.

Five seconds later.

Li Zhengxi opened his eyes, feeling refreshed and invigorated, the previous exhaustion completely gone.

“Mr. Li, can you still keep going?”

“If you can’t, just admit defeat and stop wasting my time.”

Ye Qiu’s words were laced with sarcasm.

“Let’s go again!”

Li Zhengxi shouted, standing up from the ground.

Li Minghan, worried about his father’s condition, said, “Father, your health…”

“My health is fine,” Li Zhengxi replied, resuming the competition with Ye Qiu.

The two began treating patients again.

An hour later.

Li Zhengxi was trembling with exhaustion, barely able to stand.

“Mr. Li, look at yourself now. I feel like a gust of wind could knock you over. Why don’t you rest for a bit?”

Ye Qiu’s words seemed kind, but his face was full of mockery.

“No need to rest, I can still hold on,” Li Zhengxi gritted his teeth and persisted.

Another half hour passed.

“Thud!”

Li Zhengxi fainted again.

Ye Qiu darted forward, inserting a silver needle into Li Zhengxi’s Baihui acupoint. A few seconds later, Li Zhengxi woke up.

The feeling of exhaustion was gone again.

Li Zhengxi looked revitalised.

“Let’s go again!” he shouted loudly.

The competition continued.

An hour later.

“Pfft!”

Li Zhengxi suddenly spat out blood and collapsed, unconscious.

This time, Li Minghan was quick, supporting Li Zhengxi before Ye Qiu could reach him, and shouted, “Ye Qiu, are you trying to exhaust my father to death?”

“No need to worry. With me here, he won’t die,” Ye Qiu said, swiftly inserting a golden needle into Li Zhengxi’s Baihui acupoint.

Fifteen seconds later.

Li Zhengxi opened his eyes.

“Mr. Li, still not admitting defeat?” Ye Qiu asked with a cheerful smile.

Li Zhengxi’s face darkened, “Continue!”

“Father, stop competing,” Li Minghan grabbed Li Zhengxi, saying, “If you keep going, he’ll work you to death.”

Li Zhengxi replied, “Don’t worry, he doesn’t dare let me die here. Otherwise, he’ll face serious consequences.”

“Father…”

“No more persuading me. I will never admit defeat.”

The competition resumed.

An hour later, Li Zhengxi spat blood and fainted again.

And so it went, time after time.

Each time Li Zhengxi collapsed, Ye Qiu would revive him.

At first, Li Zhengxi would spit blood and faint every hour. Later, it was every half hour, and eventually, every five minutes.

It happened over a dozen times.

Li Zhengxi no longer resembled Korea’s Medical Saint.

His face was pale, his eyes lifeless, his body trembling, as if he could die at any moment.

“Father, admit defeat!”

Li Minghan pleaded with tears in his eyes.

Li Zhengxi said, “I cannot admit defeat. I am Korea’s Medical Saint. If I concede, where is the honour of Korean medicine? Where is the honour of Korea?”

Li Minghan replied, “Father, listen to me. Honour is important, but not more than your life. No matter what, staying alive comes first.”

“There’s an old Chinese saying: ‘As long as the green hills remain, there will be no shortage of firewood.’”

“As long as you’re alive, there will be chances for revenge in the future.”

Fearing Li Zhengxi would persist, Li Minghan added, “Father, if you insist on continuing, I’ll smash my head and die right in front of you.”

“Minghan, why go to such extremes?”

“I don’t want to lose my father forever, nor do I want you to die in a foreign land. Father, admit defeat!”

Sigh…

“Alright, I’ll listen to you.”

Li Zhengxi let out a long sigh and looked at Ye Qiu with difficulty, saying, “I admit defeat.”

Ye Qiu smiled, “Mr. Li, I know you, and this surely isn’t your true intention. Let’s continue the competition. I’m someone who persuades through virtue.”

Continue?

It’ll kill him.

“Ye Qiu, my father has already admitted defeat…” Li Minghan began, but Ye Qiu cut him off.

“Li Zhengxi, do you dare continue competing with me? If you don’t, kneel here right now, admit defeat, and apologise to Chinese medicine.”

Kneel here and apologise?

In your dreams!

Hearing Ye Qiu’s words, Li Zhengxi felt his blood surge. He stood up and roared, “Compete, then! I’m Korea’s Medical Saint, why would I fear you…”

Before he could finish.

“Thud!” He collapsed unconscious on the stage.

“Ye Qiu, stop pushing my father. I’ll apologise to Chinese medicine on his behalf,” Li Minghan said.

“You’re not Korea’s Medical Saint. What right do you have to apologise for him?” Ye Qiu walked over and suddenly kicked Li Zhengxi’s knee.

“Ouch!”

Li Zhengxi cried out in pain, jumping up from the ground.

What the hell?

Wasn’t he unconscious?

How is he suddenly bouncing around?

The audience below was stunned.

“This Li Zhengxi, even now, is pretending to faint to weasel out of this. Shameless,” Zhang Jiuling said, laughing in exasperation.

Li Chunfeng smiled, “Li Zhengxi has met his match this time. With Xiao Ye’s personality, if he doesn’t apologise, Xiao Ye won’t let up.”

On the stage.

Ye Qiu looked at Li Zhengxi, smiling, “Mr. Li, shall we continue the competition?”

Li Zhengxi waved his hands repeatedly, “No more competing. I admit defeat.”

“You’re sure you’re admitting defeat?”

“Certain.”

“Are you convinced now?”

“I’m convinced.”

Ye Qiu leaned close to Li Zhengxi’s ear and whispered, “If you’d known it would come to this, why bother in the first place?”

“If you’d admitted defeat from the start, would you have had to spit so much blood today?”

“Li Zhengxi, you’re pathetic!”

Li Zhengxi’s eyes widened, glaring at Ye Qiu, “You—”

“Kneel down and apologise to Chinese medicine now,” Ye Qiu commanded.

Li Zhengxi roared, “Ye Qiu, I’ve already admitted defeat. Don’t push me too far!”

Ye Qiu spoke in a voice only they could hear, “Li Zhengxi, you can choose not to apologise, but don’t expect to leave China alive.”

“Don’t tell me you’re not afraid of death. If you truly weren’t, why would you have Xu Changjin beg me?”

“Or even have Xu Yuan正 pass messages to the higher-ups?”

“If you don’t apologise today, I’ll first kill your son, then the Korean medical delegation, and finally you.”

“Don’t doubt my ability. I can ensure you all vanish without a trace.”

“No one will ever find your bodies.”

“If you don’t believe me, try me.”

Li Zhengxi’s heart trembled.

From Ye Qiu’s eyes, he saw a chilling intent to kill.

He had a strong feeling that if he didn’t apologise, Ye Qiu would truly kill them all.

What should he do?

At that moment, Ye Qiu suddenly placed a hand on Li Zhengxi’s shoulder.

Thud.

Unable to bear it, Li Zhengxi dropped to his knees on the stage.

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In an instant, the entire venue fell silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Not a sound was made.

Hundreds of media reporters aimed their cameras at Li Zhengxi, capturing close-up shots.

Then,

The audience snapped out of their daze, frantically taking photos with their phones, posting to WeChat Moments, Weibo, Douyin, Kuaishou…

Li Zhengxi tried to stand, but Ye Qiu’s hand felt like a thousand-pound boulder pressing on his shoulder, rendering him unable to move.

“Mr. Li, apologise!” Ye Qiu said coldly.

Li Zhengxi looked up, glaring at Ye Qiu, “Kid, don’t go too far. I’ve already admitted defeat.”

“You think admitting defeat is enough? You must apologise,” Ye Qiu lowered his voice, “Otherwise, I’ll take out Li Minghan tonight.”

“You’re threatening me?” Li Zhengxi trembled with rage.

He was Korea’s Medical Saint. When had he ever been threatened like this?

“You’re right, I am threatening you. If you don’t apologise to Chinese medicine, you and your son will die without a burial place.”

As Ye Qiu spoke, a chilling aura suddenly emanated from him, enveloping Li Zhengxi.

Instantly, Li Zhengxi felt his heart race with fear.

He felt as if a ferocious beast had locked onto him, sending chills down his spine.

Swallowing hard,

Li Zhengxi struggled to say, “I didn’t understand Chinese medicine before and made some inappropriate remarks. I apologise to Chinese medicine here.”

“I’m sorry!”

Li Zhengxi bowed his head.

The pride and lifelong reputation of Korea’s Medical Saint crumbled completely today.

Li Zhengxi knew that once this spread back to Korea, he would be condemned by thousands, reviled by millions.

But he had no choice.

If he didn’t apologise, Ye Qiu would truly kill both him and his son.

“Mr. Li, you’ve spat so much blood today. Are you alright? Do you need me to treat you?”

As Ye Qiu spoke, he reached out to help Li Zhengxi up.

“Hmph, I don’t need your help,” Li Zhengxi snapped, but as soon as he spoke, Ye Qiu let go of his hand.

Thud!

Li Zhengxi fell to his knees again.

“Mr. Li, what are you doing? Want to apologise to Chinese medicine again?” Ye Qiu asked with a smile.

Li Zhengxi knew Ye Qiu was deliberately toying with him, aiming to humiliate him publicly.

Standing up, Li Zhengxi glared fiercely at Ye Qiu and said, “You just wait.”

“I’ll remember this humiliation.”

“I’ll come back for you in the future.”

“The shame you’ve inflicted on me today, I’ll repay tenfold, a hundredfold!”

Li Zhengxi turned to leave.

“Wait a moment,” Ye Qiu suddenly called out.

Li Zhengxi asked irritably, “What do you want now?”

“Mr. Li, you’ve misunderstood. There’s dust on your shoulder,” Ye Qiu said with a grin, patting Li Zhengxi’s shoulder lightly.

Then, he gave Li Minghan’s shoulder a gentle pat as well.

Both Li Zhengxi and Li Minghan were puzzled; there was no dust on their shoulders.

Though they found it odd, they didn’t think much of it.

“Father, let’s go!” Li Minghan supported Li Zhengxi as they left the stage.

Ye Qiu watched their retreating figures, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

“Thinking of coming back for revenge? You won’t get the chance. Within a year, both of you will meet your end.”

Ye Qiu sneered inwardly.

When he patted their shoulders, he had secretly planted a Yin Sha Curse in their bodies. Soon, the Yin Sha energy would consume them, and within a year, they would rot away and die.

As soon as Li Zhengxi and his son left, the venue erupted in jubilant cheers.

Thunderous applause filled the air.

At the same time,

The CCTV live broadcast had 30 million viewers online.

They flooded the chat with comments.

“This medical contest has finally concluded.”

“Chinese medicine is mighty! Dr. Ye is mighty!”

“This China-Korea medical showdown will surely go down in history.”

“Dr. Ye is so handsome!”

“A timid question from this young lady: Does Dr. Ye have a girlfriend? My family has assets worth over a billion, and I’m an only child. I’d like to recruit Dr. Ye as a live-in son-in-law.”

“Wanting Dr. Ye as a live-in son-in-law? Do you also expect him to wash your feet? Shameless!”

“…”

At the venue,

After a round of congratulations,

CCTV host Dong Si stepped onto the stage and said, “Dr. Ye, congratulations on defeating Korea’s Medical Saint, Li Zhengxi.”

“Please, do you have any words for the audience?”

Ye Qiu took the microphone, his gaze sweeping the crowd, then spoke in a resonant voice:

“First, I want to express my gratitude.”

“Thanks to being born in this great nation. It’s because of our country’s prosperity and strength that I could attend medical school.”

“Next, thanks to Chinese medicine. Without it, I wouldn’t be who I am today.”

“Then, thanks to my teachers, who nurtured and educated me, taught me medical skills, and showed me what it means to save lives.”

“I also want to thank every friend who has helped me. It’s because of you that I’m standing here today.”

“Finally, I want to give special thanks to one person—my mother.”

“For over 20 years, my mother raised me through countless hardships. She sacrificed so much for me—her dreams, her youth, her beauty… so much.”

“My mother is the closest and most respected person to me in this world.”

“I want to take this opportunity to say to her: Mum, I love you!”

In Suzhou’s Qian family,

Qian Jinglan, watching the live broadcast on TV, was moved to tears by these words.

Ye Qiu continued, “Although I won this challenge today, it’s not my achievement alone but the triumph of Chinese medicine.”

“Chinese medicine was painstakingly developed by our ancestors. For thousands of years, countless predecessors used it to save lives, rescuing patient after patient. Without exaggeration, Chinese medicine is a treasure of our nation.”

“Though it has declined with the passage of time, I believe that if all Chinese medicine practitioners in China unite and work together, one day, Chinese medicine will shine again.”

“I also hope that in the future, everyone can be more understanding and forgiving toward Chinese medicine and every doctor. The profession may seem glamorous, but it’s also incredibly demanding. Every doctor faces great challenges.”

“At the same time, I want to use this opportunity to warn those who deceive under the guise of Chinese medicine: I advise you to stop now, or you’ll face dire consequences.”

“Lastly, I have eight words for everyone.”

“Long live China, long live Chinese medicine!”

As Ye Qiu finished, the entire audience rose to their feet, applauding wildly.

“Dr. Ye spoke so well!”

“I’m giving Dr. Ye 360 likes!”

“Dr. Ye is truly a deserving icon of our era!”

The applause continued unabated.

Five minutes later,

Host Dong Si signaled for the crowd to quiet down, then announced loudly, “I declare the China-Korea medical contest officially concluded. Please exit in an orderly manner…”

“Wait a moment!”

Suddenly, an untimely voice rang out across the venue:

“Ye Qiu, I challenge you!”

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“Ye Qiu, I challenge you!”

Suddenly, a voice echoed through the venue.

The crowd turned to look and saw a short, unremarkable old man in a Taoist robe with a goatee standing among them.

He looked plain.

Utterly ordinary.

“Who’s this old geezer?”

“He wants to challenge Dr. Ye? Has he lost his mind?”

“He should take a good look at himself in the mirror. So ugly, and he dares challenge Dr. Ye? Isn’t that an insult to Dr. Ye?”

“Get lost!”

Everyone thought the old man was just seeking attention.

As if deaf to the surrounding jeers, the old man stood still, calmly gazing at Ye Qiu on the stage, repeating, “Ye Qiu, I challenge you.”

The audience grew furious.

“Bloody hell, still not leaving? Want a beating?”

“Get out now, or I’ll make you!”

“Where’s security? Get this troublemaker out of here!”

“…”

Ye Qiu glanced at the short old man, noting that he didn’t seem to be joking. Raising a hand to quiet the crowd, he asked politely, “Sir, may I have your name?”

The old man declared proudly, “I am Xu Liu!”

Xu Liu?

The Xu Liu, the foremost of the four national medical masters?

Ye Qiu was stunned, quickly stepping down from the stage, bowing to Xu Liu, and saying, “I’m Ye Qiu, greetings to you, Senior.”

“Hahaha, no need for formalities,” Xu Liu laughed heartily.

Murmurs arose around them:

“Who’s Xu Liu?”

“Never heard of him.”

“He seems like someone important, or Dr. Ye wouldn’t show such respect.”

“Dr. Ye called him Senior. Could this old man be a Chinese medicine practitioner too?”

As the crowd whispered in confusion, Ye Qiu spoke loudly, “Everyone, please quiet down.”

“Let me solemnly introduce the senior by my side.”

“I believe few here have heard of Senior Xu’s name, but once I explain, you’ll understand how remarkable Xu Liu is.”

“You’ve all heard of the four national medical masters, right?”

The crowd nodded.

“And do you know who these four masters are?” Ye Qiu asked.

“Zhang Jiuling, Li Chunfeng, Nie Xueliang,” a middle-aged man answered loudly.

Ye Qiu smiled, “You named three. Who’s the fourth?”

The man fell silent, unsure.

At that moment, an audience member asked, “Dr. Ye, who’s the other national medical master?”

Ye Qiu said, “The other master is far away in the horizon, yet right before your eyes.”

Instantly, all eyes turned to Xu Liu.

This old man was a national medical master?

He didn’t look the part!

Ye Qiu said earnestly, “Senior Xu Liu is the foremost of the four national medical masters, with exceptional medical skills. He’s just very low-key, so few know of him.”

“Senior Xu, when you said you wanted to challenge me, you were joking, right?”

To everyone’s surprise, Xu Liu shook his head.

“I’ve been in seclusion in Laoshan for ten years, ignoring worldly affairs. This time, I came out specifically for you.”

“In my decades of practicing medicine, you’re the first junior I’ve seen with such talent.”

“Ye Qiu, accept my challenge!”

Xu Liu cupped his fists and bowed to Ye Qiu.

“Senior, please don’t bow! You’ll shorten my lifespan!” Ye Qiu stopped Xu Liu, smiling wryly, “Senior, we’re both practitioners of Chinese medicine. Is there really a need to compete?”

Xu Liu raised an eyebrow, “What, you look down on me?”

Ye Qiu hurriedly explained, “Senior, you’ve misunderstood. My skills are lacking, and I’m likely no match for you.”

Xu Liu retorted, “If your skills are lacking, wouldn’t that make every Chinese medicine practitioner in the world useless?”

Ye Qiu: “…”

“Enough talk. Will you accept my challenge or not?” Xu Liu, a fiery temperament, spoke bluntly.

Ye Qiu said, “Senior, you became renowned before me and your skills surpass mine. I’m clearly no match for you. How about we skip the contest, and I concede defeat? Would that do?”

Hmph!

Xu Liu snorted heavily, “You’re conceding without even competing? Ye Qiu, are you looking down on yourself or on me?”

“I traveled a thousand miles to Jinling just to challenge you.”

“If you refuse, I’ll die right here in front of you.”

Ye Qiu was speechless.

This old man didn’t play by the rules.

He’d heard from Zhang Jiuling and Li Chunfeng that Xu Liu was eccentric, and today, he saw it for himself.

Seeing Xu Liu’s resolute expression, Ye Qiu realized this contest was unavoidable.

So,

Ye Qiu said, “Since Senior insists on challenging me, I’ll accept.”

“I only hope that during the contest, Senior will go easy on me, so I don’t lose too badly…”

“Ye Qiu, don’t give me that nonsense.”

“Excessive humility is just posturing.”

“I know your strength, and it’s no less than mine.”

“So, during the contest, I won’t hold back. If you truly respect me, don’t hold back either.”

“Don’t worry about me losing, and I’m not afraid of losing.”

“Giving your all is the greatest respect you can show me.”

Xu Liu continued, “Ye Qiu, if you defeat me, I promise to come out of seclusion, save lives, and contribute to the revival of Chinese medicine.”

“But if you lose, I’ll return to seclusion and ignore the world.”

“Whether I come out of retirement depends on your ability.”

Ye Qiu asked, “Senior, when do you think we should hold the contest?”

“No time like the present. Let’s do it now!” Xu Liu said, striding confidently onto the stage.

Ye Qiu had no choice but to follow Xu Liu onto the stage.

In the front row of the guest seats,

The three other national medical masters were whispering.

“What’s Xu Liu up to?” Li Chunfeng said, “I went to Laoshan a while back to ask him to come out and help deal with Li Zhengxi, but this old codger didn’t give me the time of day. Now he’s challenging Ye Qiu?”

Nie Xueliang said, “Could it be that Xu Liu saw Ye Qiu’s skills and wants to test himself against him?”

Zhang Jiuling glanced at Xu Liu and said, “Xu Liu has been in seclusion for years and long lost his competitive streak. I suspect his goal is the same as ours.”

“Old Zhang, are you saying Xu Liu is…” Before Nie Xueliang could finish, Zhang Jiuling nodded.

Li Chunfeng cursed angrily, “That old fox Xu Liu, stealing the spotlight like that. It’s infuriating!”

Nie Xueliang said, “Old Zhang, Old Li, we can’t wait any longer. If we do, Xu Liu will hog all the attention.”

Li Chunfeng added, “Right, we can’t wait. Old Zhang, give the word!”

Zhang Jiuling said, “Proceed as planned.”

With that, the three national medical masters stood up in unison, declaring together, “Ye Qiu, we challenge you!”

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The entire venue was stunned.

No one expected that, besides Xu Liu, the other three national medical masters would also challenge Ye Qiu at this moment.

“What are they trying to do?”

“Instead of taking on Li Zhengxi, they’re challenging Dr. Ye. What are they thinking?”

“Are they targeting Dr. Ye?”

The audience was puzzled and confused.

Some even quietly cursed the four national medical masters.

“Four old geezers ganging up on Dr. Ye, that’s just too much.”

“Utterly shameless.”

“Completely lacking in martial virtue.”

“…”

After issuing their challenge to Ye Qiu, Zhang Jiuling, Li Chunfeng, and Nie Xueliang didn’t wait for Ye Qiu’s response and walked straight onto the stage.

“Seniors, is this really necessary?” Ye Qiu said with a wry smile.

He already understood the purpose of the four national medical masters.

Zhang Jiuling said, “Xiao Ye, Chinese medicine has been in decline for years and urgently needs a standard-bearer. We hope you won’t let us old fellows down.”

Li Chunfeng added, “We’ve practiced medicine for half our lives and failed to bring Chinese medicine to new heights. We’re truly ashamed. Xiao Ye, now it’s up to you.”

Nie Xueliang chimed in, “For three hundred years, Chinese medicine hasn’t produced a Medical Saint. I’m eagerly hoping you, Xiao Ye, can become one.”

“The decline of Chinese medicine is largely due to the lack of a leader.”

“If you, Xiao Ye, can become a Medical Saint, the three of us will follow your lead and assist you in reviving Chinese medicine.”

Xu Liu said, “Not three, four. I’m included.”

“You don’t count,” Li Chunfeng snapped, “You’re a dog.”

Xu Liu’s eyes widened, “You dare curse me, Li Chunfeng? Tired of living, are you?”

Li Chunfeng retorted irritably, “I traveled a thousand miles to Laoshan to find you, and you gave me the cold shoulder, saying you’d never come out of seclusion. Now you’re here stealing the spotlight. If you’re not a dog, what are you?”

Xu Liu snorted coldly, “How I do things is none of your business.”

Nie Xueliang said, “I think Old Li’s right. You’re a dog.”

“A cowardly dog, at that.”

“For ten years, you’ve been idling in Laoshan, wasting your medical skills.”

Xu Liu’s beard quivered with anger, “Nie Bones, say one more word, and I’ll crush your bones, believe it or not.”

Nie Xueliang shot back with a cold smile, “Xu Liu, if you don’t crush my bones today, you’re a dog, a groveling lapdog.”

“You’re pushing me, Nie Bones? Fine, I’ll do it,” Xu Liu said, rolling up his sleeves.

“Who’s afraid of who?” Nie Xueliang began rolling up his sleeves too.

The two looked ready to brawl.

Ye Qiu hadn’t expected things to escalate like this and found it somewhat amusing.

He knew if he didn’t intervene, Xu Liu might actually fight Nie Xueliang.

“Seniors, didn’t you want to challenge me?”

“How about we start now?”

Hearing Ye Qiu’s words, Xu Liu stopped rolling up his sleeves and said, “I’ll go first.”

“Xu Liu, don’t you know manners? Ever heard of first come, first served? Step aside,” Li Chunfeng said.

Xu Liu countered, “You’re the one who doesn’t know first come, first served. I challenged Ye Qiu first.”

Zhang Jiuling said, “Let’s not argue.”

“We all share the same goal.”

“Xu Liu, among us, your medical skills are the highest. You should compete with Xiao Ye last.”

Xu Liu didn’t argue further.

Then,

Zhang Jiuling addressed the audience, “I’m sure you’re all wondering why the four of us are challenging Ye Qiu.”

“Some might even think we’re targeting Ye Qiu. That’s not the case.”

“Ye Qiu is so young and talented. We cherish him too much to target him.”

“The reason we’re challenging him is to see if Ye Qiu can become the first Medical Saint in Chinese medicine in three hundred years!”

“Chinese medicine has been in decline for years and desperately needs revitalization, which requires a leader.”

“This leader must not only have exceptional medical skills and upright character but also defeat the four of us.”

“Now you understand why we’re challenging Ye Qiu, right?”

After Zhang Jiuling’s explanation, the audience suddenly understood.

“So that’s it. I thought the four masters were targeting Dr. Ye.”

“I wonder if Dr. Ye can defeat the four national medical masters?”

“Dr. Ye beat Korea’s Medical Saint, so I believe he can beat the four masters too.”

“Go, Dr. Ye!”

“…”

Zhang Jiuling continued, “Ye Qiu has accepted our challenge.”

“The challenge begins now.”

“Rest assured, we four old fellows will give our all, as the title of Medical Saint represents the pinnacle of Chinese medicine. We won’t hold back during the contest.”

“So, for the first match, I’ll go first!”

Zhang Jiuling looked at Ye Qiu with a slight smile, “Ye Qiu, I concede!”

What?

Ye Qiu was stunned.

The audience below was stunned too.

Didn’t you just say you wouldn’t hold back?

How come you’re conceding without even competing?

The crowd erupted in an uproar.

Zhang Jiuling smiled and said, “Everyone, please calm down and hear me out.”

“As you know, I specialize in acupuncture and even have the title of Acupuncture King.”

“I once thought my acupuncture skills were unparalleled, the best in the world. But after meeting Ye Qiu, I realized I’ve been a frog in a well all these years.”

“Ye Qiu knows Taiyi Divine Needle, Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles, Seven Star Needle Technique, and over a dozen other acupuncture methods lost for centuries.”

“I don’t know any of them.”

“If I compete further, I’d only humiliate myself. At my age, I don’t want to lose too badly, so I concede.”

Zhang Jiuling continued, “Old Nie, you’re up for the second match!”

“Alright,” Nie Xueliang nodded, then said, “Ye Qiu, I concede.”

What, another concession?

Are you serious?

Nie Xueliang explained, “I specialize in treating orthopedic conditions. Some call me an orthopedic master, others call me Nie Bones.”

“But I’m no match for Ye Qiu.”

“When Ye Qiu competed against Korea’s Medical Saint Li Zhengxi, everyone saw that Ye Qiu healed a comminuted fracture in just a few minutes.”

“I can’t do that.”

“Moreover, Ye Qiu knows the lost art of Butian Hand, the peerless bone-setting technique.”

“Competing with Ye Qiu would be overestimating myself.”

“So, I concede too.”

Ye Qiu was deeply moved.

As renowned national medical masters, Zhang Jiuling and Nie Xueliang would never concede so easily if they were challenging someone else. Their actions now were clearly to help Ye Qiu become a Medical Saint sooner.

All eyes then turned to Li Chunfeng.

Would this national medical master concede as well?