Chapter 489: The Han Medical Needle Saint Is Here

Chapter 489: Chapter 489: The Han Medical Needle Saint Is Here

Zhou Shilong gave a bitter smile. "If you hadn’t shown me the light, Third Martial Uncle, I don’t know how much longer I would’ve been fooled! So it turns out I’ve been collecting a pile of trash all this time!"

Cheng Yuan said calmly, "It’s not all trash. There are a few items that are practically national treasures! But these so-called Magical Treasures are definitely junk."

"Then would those ’practically national treasures’ be of any use to you, Third Martial Uncle?"

Cheng Yuan smiled faintly. "I have an auction house that could use a few showstoppers to anchor our events."

Zhou Shilong breathed a small sigh of relief. "That’s wonderful! At least I have something presentable to offer. Give me an address, Third Martial Uncle, and I’ll have them air-freighted to you immediately!"

"Alright."

Zhou Shilong respectfully escorted Cheng Yuan back to his room. He explained that if Cheng Yuan needed anything, he could ring the bell on the nightstand. Someone would be on standby 24/7 to assist him.

Cheng Yuan gave a slight nod, entered his room, and pulled out his phone to have a long chat with Lin Ruoxi.

After confirming Cheng Yuan was safe, Lin Ruoxi breathed a sigh of relief. She said that if she ever got the chance, she’d like to visit the White Palace too.

The night passed uneventfully, and Cheng Yuan slept soundly.

Well after sunrise, Cheng Yuan was awakened by a knock at the door.

A female housekeeper gently pushed the door open and said respectfully, "Mr. Cheng, your breakfast is ready."

Cheng Yuan nodded slightly, stretched, and got out of bed.

At the housekeeper’s signal, two maids skillfully began helping Cheng Yuan dress, which he found a bit unsettling.

’This Zhou Shilong really knows how to live!’

’This is the kind of treatment a feudal lord from ancient times would get!’

After eating and drinking his fill, Cheng Yuan said his goodbyes.

Zhou Shilong insisted on arranging his personal car to take Cheng Yuan to his confrontation with Park Hao.

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The Jiang Family was a powerful and prestigious clan in Gui City, their influence rivaling that of the Lord of the City, Zhou Shilong.

As a pillar of the Jiang Family’s older generation, Divine Doctor Jiang could have easily lived a life of leisure without a single worry.

But Divine Doctor Jiang had the benevolent heart of a true healer. He cared for the common people and had opened Huichun Hall.

When the wealthy and powerful came to Huichun Hall, the minimum consultation fee was one million. For difficult and complex cases, it was normal for the fee to rise to several or even tens of millions.

However, when the poor came seeking treatment, Divine Doctor Jiang waived the consultation fee. He would also sell precious medicinal herbs to them at a steep discount.

In Divine Doctor Jiang’s eyes, life was paramount; money was nothing but filth.

Divine Doctor Jiang never pocketed a single cent of the fees collected from the rich and powerful, instead giving it all back to the poor and suffering.

Because of this, Divine Doctor Jiang had received numerous prestigious honors.

Some even called him a living Bodhisattva.

This was precisely why the Korean Acupuncture Saint’s challenge to Divine Doctor Jiang had caused such a massive stir.

Right now, they were still a kilometer away from Huichun Hall, but the road ahead was completely gridlocked. Even with traffic Patrol Officers on the scene trying to maintain order, it was no use.

Zhou Shilong’s driver said with a troubled look, "Mr. Cheng, it’s completely jammed up ahead. Please, don’t hold it against me!"

Cheng Yuan didn’t make things difficult for the driver. "It’s no problem," he said calmly. "I’ll just get out and grab a share-bike."

"Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Yuan got out of the car, unlocked a share-bike, and joined the flow of the crowd, pedaling quickly toward Huichun Hall.

At this moment, Huichun Hall had become the epicenter of Dragon Country’s medical community.

Divine Doctors and famous physicians from all over the country had gathered in one place.

Someone must have leaked the news, because scores of online influencers and reporters had also come to join the spectacle, setting up an arsenal of cameras and microphones at the entrance to Huichun Hall.

"Hey everyone, it’s your good friend, AncientBone! I’m a health and wellness streamer, and I’ve always been dedicated to promoting wellness through Traditional Chinese Medicine. Today, we’re going to witness the ultimate showdown between Traditional Chinese Medicine and Korean Medicine!"

WHOOSH!

The chat below instantly exploded with comments.

[Korean Medicine comes from Traditional Chinese Medicine. How can the son possibly beat the father?]

[Traditional Chinese Medicine for the win! Divine Doctor Jiang is our Dragon Country’s number one Divine Doctor! He’s a living Bodhisattva! He’ll definitely demolish that damn Korean Acupuncture Saint!]

[It’s time to show the whole world the power of our Traditional Chinese Medicine!]

...

AncientBone wasn’t nearly as optimistic, however. His expression turned slightly more serious. "Folks, I have some bad news. Divine Doctor Jiang was in a car accident a week ago, and he hasn’t fully recovered yet! The outcome of this is still up in the air."

The viewers instantly began to worry.

[Divine Doctor Jiang must be out of his mind! Why would he accept the challenge before he’s fully recovered?]

[That damn Korean Acupuncture Saint is shameless! Isn’t this just taking advantage of someone’s misfortune? Even if he wins, it’s a dishonorable victory! I, for one, will never accept it!]

A number of netizens from Country H flooded into AncientBone’s stream.

[Already chickening out before the match has even begun? You Dragon Country people are pathetic! Our Korean Medicine is the one true lineage!]

[This is hilarious. He can’t even heal his own body in a week, and he calls himself a Divine Doctor? What an embarrassment! He should just give up now!]

[That’s bullshit! Your Korean Medicine is just an offshoot of our Traditional Chinese Medicine! You have the nerve to call yourselves the main branch?]

[Our Korean Acupuncture Saint has already steamrolled five or six of your ’divine doctors’ in a row! You’re the offshoot!]

In an instant, the viewers from both countries were at each other’s throats, turning the chat into chaos.

AncientBone’s moderators worked frantically, but they couldn’t stem the tide of incoming netizens from Country H.

AncientBone decided to lean into the chaos. "Alright, everyone, stop arguing!" he said in a deep voice. "Let’s let the facts speak for themselves! We’ll use the results to prove whether Traditional Chinese Medicine or Korean Medicine is the true path!"

Just then, several Patrol Officer cars cleared a path, and a large van with Country H consulate plates slowly approached.

AncientBone’s eyes lit up. "Everyone, look at those license plates! That must be the Korean Acupuncture Saint arriving!"

The livestream chat went silent in an instant. Clearly, everyone was curious to see what the Korean Acupuncture Saint, who had recently made such a notorious name for himself, actually looked like.

The van soon pulled up to the entrance of Huichun Hall.

An aide in the passenger seat got out and respectfully opened the rear door.

Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on one of the day’s protagonists.

A middle-aged man emerged from the back seat.

He was a man of medium build, dressed in a traditional long robe.

He was thin.

But his shoulders seemed broad.

His beard was flecked with gray, but his eyebrows were black and thick above a pair of sharp, glittering eyes.

One glance was enough to tell you he was a shrewd man.

The man’s knuckles were large and hard; they looked powerful.

It was clear his manual skills were extraordinary.

This was one of the day’s main figures—the Korean Acupuncture Saint, Park Hao!

The number one Divine Doctor in Country H!

Following behind Park Hao were several other well-known Korean Medicine doctors, there to lend him their support.

As a matter of courtesy, the Divine Doctors representing Dragon Country’s Traditional Chinese Medicine came out to receive them.

Surrounded by his fellow Divine Doctors, Divine Doctor Jiang slowly stepped through the main doors of Huichun Hall.

CLICK!

Countless camera lenses focused on Divine Doctor Jiang.

All eyes were on him.

Divine Doctor Jiang walked forward and gave a polite nod. "Dr. Park, it’s a pleasure to meet you."

Park Hao’s brow twitched. ’Divine Doctor Jiang didn’t call me a Divine Doctor. That’s a sign of disrespect!’

’In that case, I won’t be polite either!’

Park Hao took the initiative and extended his hand. "I’m also very pleased to meet you, Dr. Jiang."

With so many people watching, and especially with the cameras of reporters from both nations trained on them, Divine Doctor Jiang had no choice but to extend his own hand to shake Park’s.

The moment their hands clasped, Divine Doctor Jiang felt a surging, overwhelming power transmit from the other’s grip.

The color drained from Divine Doctor Jiang’s face!