Supreme Divine Physician in the City
Chapter 65 - 65 65 The Sinister Doctor First Update

65: Chapter 65 The Sinister Doctor [First Update] 65: Chapter 65 The Sinister Doctor [First Update] “Quick, isn’t that Director Zhou?

Someone actually dared to curse at Director Zhou!”

“Director Zhou is an expert in the Western Medicine Department; he’s one of the top doctors in our hospital.

Every surgery he takes on is a success!”

“Even Director Sun of the Ancient Medicine Department worships Zhou Zhihua as a teacher to learn Western medicine, offending Director Zhou is like pronouncing a death sentence on a patient!”

The commotion attracted the attention of many people who gathered around the doorway, whispering to each other.

Inside the hospital room.

Wu Xiangjun’s face turned ashen, “Director Zhou, didn’t the hospital say they were going to operate on my husband?

How come now, without even performing the surgery, you’re saying my husband is a goner?”

“When did the hospital say that?

I don’t remember,”

Zhou Zhihua sneered, “Your husband’s injuries are too severe, and the prime time for rescue has passed!

Prepare yourselves mentally and get ready for the aftermath!”

“How could this happen?

How could it…”

Hearing her husband declared incurable, Wu Xiangjun was like a soul lost.

Lu Zhengguo was the pillar of this family; without him, what was the family to do?

“My dad will be fine, he’s not going to die!

Wuuu wuuu…”

Lu Miaochan’s eyes reddened, and in her grief, she rushed to the bedside and burst into tears.

Zhou Zhihua stared intently at Lu Miaochan, his eyes showing a hungry thirst, almost wishing he could reach out and touch her, “However, although the patient is now critically endangered, it’s not completely hopeless!

If you accompany me to dinner tonight, perhaps I might consider performing surgery on your dad!”

Her words were blunt, and with tears streaking her face, Lu Miaochan retorted sharply, “In your dreams!

I would never go to dinner with you!”

“Heh heh, then prepare to collect your father’s body.”

Zhou Zhihua’s face was gloomy, revealing a sinister smile, “You better think it through.

If I operate, your dad might still use a wheelchair.

Though his legs will be useless, being paralyzed is better than dead!”

Lu Miaochan’s face turned deathly pale, and she bit her lip hard, “I believe Ye Xuan will heal my dad.”

Zhou Zhihua laughed loudly, “Hahaha!

A rural quack doctor, you really think he’s capable of much?

If that lad could heal the patient, pigs could climb trees!”

“Zhou Zhihua, I think you’re the pig!”

Ye Xuan’s eyes flashed with a cold gleam as he pointed at Zhou Zhihua’s nose and chastised, “You quack, calling you a quack is even giving you too much credit; I see you as nothing but inept and dangerous!

Planning people’s demise!”

“How dare you call me inept and dangerous?

Apologize immediately!

You’re slandering my reputation!” Zhou Zhihua shouted angrily.

“Kid, Director Zhou is a renowned specialist in the hospital, and you accused him of being inept and murderous!

Where’s your proof?

If you don’t have any evidence, you’d better apologize right now, or I might take this to court!”

Director Sun beside him fanned the flames.

“Evidence?

You want evidence?

Then I’ll give you evidence!”

Ye Xuan’s face was stern, and his eyes shot out a piercing cold light, “Uncle Lu’s illness, I can cure it!

And I can have him immediately walking around, jumping and lively!

This buffoon here says he can only be paralyzed in a wheelchair!”

Ye Xuan retorted, “Is that not inept and spouting nonsense?”

What?

How is that possible?

Everyone on the scene was shocked.

To be walking around and jumping is a whole different idea from being in a wheelchair; the gap is just too big!

The former is completely like a healthy person!

Lu Miaochan’s face was filled with excitement; she knew Ye Xuan did not make groundless claims, while Wu Xiangjun could hardly believe it.

Zhou Zhihua’s face turned dark, full of scorn, “Hmph, a country bumpkin claiming to be a doctor, daring to spout off nonsense in front of me!

What qualifications do you have to treat people?

You might as well go back to farming!”

Zhou Weiqing curled his lips into a sneer, “Brother Ye, don’t think just because you blindly stumbled onto a cure for this beauty last time, you’ll get lucky every time.

Be careful, or your arrogance might bring you a lightning strike!”

Speaking, he turned to Lu Miaochan and said, “Beauty, this guy is a complete fraud!

Asking a quack from the streets to treat your dad, isn’t that like plotting for riches and killing?

You should trust in science, only Western medicine can heal your dad’s wounds!”

He naturally wouldn’t miss the opportunity to fiercely slap Ye Xuan’s face.

Director Sun followed up by lavishly flattering, “Director Zhou is a renowned expert at the city hospital, his papers have won awards multiple times!

He’s also a visiting professor at the East Sea Medical College, where he gives academic lectures regularly!

Even he can’t do anything, and yet you claim to completely heal the patient?

Do you really think you’re a Divine Doctor?”

Hearing Director Sun’s flattery, Zhou Zhihua’s face showed a proud look as he puffed up his eyes and looked askance at Ye Xuan.

“A renowned expert?

I think he could at best be called a ‘fatal expert’!”

Ye Xuan contemptuously retorted, “His incompetence is the reason Uncle Lu can’t be healed!

And you’re ignorant to think I’m boasting!

Zhou Weiqing has already lost to me, and now he dares to seek revenge, showing no virtue!

The three of you, ignorant, incompetent, and without virtue, you still have the face to jump around in front of me?”

“You…”

Ye Xuan’s one sentence left Zhou Weiqing, Zhou Zhihua, and Director Sun jumping madly, their faces turning beet red with anger.

“You little scoundrel!

You dare to call me incompetent?

If you can heal the patient, I, Zhou Zhihua, will slap myself ten times right here!”

Zhou Zhihua’s face was livid, his roar filled with fury.

Ye Xuan sneered, “Ten slaps are too few!

If I can cure Uncle Lu, I want you guys to slap each other twenty times, and then shout ‘I am a quack’ ten times!

How about it?

Dare to bet?”

“Fine!

You have my word!”

Zhou Zhihua’s expression showed a hint of malevolence, “But if you can’t cure the patient, I will return the favor with a hundred slaps to your face!”

He didn’t believe, for a dead man like Lu Zhengguo, that Ye Xuan could make him better.

“Huh, you want to slap me?

You, a quack, go back and cultivate for another hundred years!”

Ye Xuan curled his lip and turned back to Lu Miaochan, “Miaochan sister, do you believe I can cure your dad?”

Lu Miaochan’s face was tear-streaked as she nodded fervently, “Ye Xuan, I believe you!”

“Good, Uncle Lu is going to be saved!”

Ye Xuan smiled and walked over to Lu Zhengguo’s bed, pulled out a wooden box from his bosom, and took out silver needles.

“Acupuncture?

Holy shit!

This kid is going to use acupuncture on someone with a broken bone?

This has got to be a joke!”

“A broken bone, and a few needles will heal it?”

“I might as well take medicine and go ‘cultivate immortality’!”

“Ha, this is some wild imagination!”

Those witnessing the scene burst into mocking laughter.

Zhou Zhihua spoke sarcastically, “Ancient Medicine and its miracle skills are misleading and corrupting!

Haven’t there been enough medical incidents caused by Ancient Medicine over the years?

What about that garbage acupuncture, can it compare to the advanced medical equipment of Western Medicine?

What about those crappy herbs, can they compare to the scientifically formulated precious medicines?

Using Ancient Medicine for treatment means plotting against people’s lives, and you should bear all responsibility!”

Director Sun chimed in, “That’s right, Ancient Medicine should have been banned by now!

Abroad, Ancient Medicine is considered sorcery.

I’m now embarrassed to even say that I studied Ancient Medicine, it’s disgraceful!

As the times evolve, such backward medical practices will eventually be phased out.

Only Western Medicine can truly cure diseases and save lives!”

Ever since he switched to studying Western medicine, he considered it the most advanced medical technique in the world, and naturally, Ye Xuan, who represented Ancient Medicine, had to be suppressed.

Zhou Weiqing’s face was gloating with schadenfreude.

You boasted how powerful Ancient Medicine is, didn’t you?

How does it feel to be slapped in the face now?

A cold light exploded in Ye Xuan’s eyes.

If it weren’t for the urgency of Lu Zhengguo’s situation, he would definitely give these two sellouts a good smacking.

“Ancient Medicine has a heritage of thousands of years.

It’s precisely because of its profundity that Yan Country’s civilization has continued to this day!

Instead of taking pride in it, you maliciously slander it.

It’s because of the likes of you, acting as spineless dogs, that Ancient Medicine has declined!

I think you’ve knelt as lapdogs for so long, you’ve forgotten how to stand up!”

As he said this, Ye Xuan’s gaze fixed unswervingly on the three people inside the hospital room, “I would like to ask, didn’t your ancestors fall ill and take medicines?

Without Ancient Medicine, they would have been dead long ago!”

“Then what does that make you!!!”