Supreme Warrior in the City
Chapter 694 - 693 One Hour is Too Long, 17 People are Too Few

Chapter 694: Chapter 693 One Hour is Too Long, 17 People are Too Few

Everyone present turned their gaze toward Su Yang, most of them with disdain in their eyes. To them, there was no need for this competition to even take place.

Just now, out of so many people from the Medical Saint Sect, the one with the highest medical skills took an hour just to propose treatment methods for thirteen patients.

Now Su Yang was alone, what feat could he possibly accomplish? Surpassing thirteen people was simply impossible.

After all, those present were from Medical Cultivator Sects, skilled in medicine like purest fire, each one a master who could be called a divine doctor.

The elite who stood out from among these divine doctors would naturally include some of the best in medical skills in Huaxia Country.

Su Yang was just one person, how could he compare to so many Medical Cultivator Sects?

"Sect Leader Gongye, aren’t we bullying him a little with this?" chuckled a sect leader standing behind Gongye Xuan, "These patients suffer from extremely rare and strange diseases. Having this country quack treat them is simply a waste of time!"

"Nothing to be done about it, Master Su is renowned for his medical expertise. Since he can boast such claims, he should have expected a day like this!" another laughed.

"Hahaha, Li Kui faced the fierce ghost, a single test will reveal the truth. Master Su, show us the skills you used to treat those patients in Pingnan Province, give us a real eye-opener!"

"Hahaha..."

The crowd burst into laughter, endlessly mocking. These divine doctors here weren’t afraid of a challenge when it came to medical skills!

At this moment, a patient’s family member also anxiously said, "Sect Leader Gongye, divine doctors, could you please not let him treat my father. My father’s condition is quite serious, if he makes it worse..."

This statement led to an uproar as others also started protesting, unwilling to let Su Yang treat them. They saw Su Yang as nothing more than a young upstart, incapable of treating any real illness, and any accidents would be troublesome.

Gongye Xuan explained with a smile, "Rest assured, we’re only letting him propose treatments. Doctors should have the compassion of parents. We’ve accepted the patients and must take responsibility; we wouldn’t allow haphazard treatment!"

The crowd finally breathed a sigh of relief, yet they still looked at Su Yang with distrust.

Su Yang remained calm, standing with his hands behind his back, he softly said, "An hour is so long, seventeen patients, that’s really too few."

"Su, at this point, you’re still boasting!" one sect leader sneered, "You think seventeen patients is too few? Do you really believe you’re the reincarnation of Hua Tuo?"

Su Yang ignored him, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, he softly suggested, "How about this, there are twenty-six patients here. Within half an hour, I’ll cure them all, how about that?"

At those words, the audience suddenly burst into an uproar. Wasn’t that bragging a bit too much?

Gongye Xuan was first taken aback, then frowned and said, "Su, don’t boast so greatly. You take care of the seventeen patients we’ve selected first. What’s this talk about twenty-six patients? What’s the point of playing word games like this? If you treat twenty-six people with colds and fevers, and they all get better, what’s the value in that?"

His words incited further noise from the crowd who accused Su Yang of being shameless for trying to deceive people with such a tactic.

"The twenty-six patients I mentioned include those seventeen," Su Yang replied calmly.

With that statement, the crowd instantly fell silent. They all looked at Su Yang in shock—isn’t that a bit too arrogant?

Gongye Xuan’s expression turned icy as he gritted his teeth, "Since you’ve bragged about it, I’ll give you the opportunity. Fine, go ahead, I want to see how you’ll cure twenty-six patients within half an hour!"

The others sneered as well, half an hour for twenty-six patients, which amounted to a little over a minute for each one.

What is the concept of this one minute?

Let me put it this way, in the span of a minute, you probably wouldn’t have even finished asking about the symptoms, let alone proposed a treatment? Su Yang, this boast, is indeed too great!

However, Su Yang was calm, "Since that’s the case, then please have these twenty-six patients come over."

The seventeen patients naturally stepped forward immediately, but where were the other nine patients?

"Where will you find the other nine patients?" Gongye Xuan asked coldly.

Su Yang casually pointed out in the crowd and found eight patients. Finally, he also brought over Wu Chuanyang’s grandmother, making up the twenty-six patients.

The twenty-six patients were placed in front of Su Yang, each suffering from different illnesses. Some appeared to be gravely ill, others were full of life and showed no signs of illness. Some looked as if they were dead, while others were full of vigor, which was very strange.

However, these twenty-six people were indeed sick, and they had all come up the mountain seeking medical help. It was just that these nine people, for various reasons, were not selected in the end, so they stayed below.

Now, Su Yang had called them all out, but apart from Wu Chuanyang, the others were not very grateful. Because they did not believe in Su Yang’s strength!

Su Yang didn’t care about what these people thought. He went to the first person, Wu Chuanyang’s grandmother.

At this moment, the people on the scene had already started whispering to each other, especially the divine doctors.

Observing, listening, asking, and feeling the pulse, these divine doctors were very skilled in medicine. Often, a single glance was enough for them to understand the patient’s condition.

Seeing Wu Chuanyang’s grandmother, many divine doctors shook their heads slowly. This illness, never mind giving them a minute, even if they were to study her carefully, they might not come up with a treatment.

Of course, a few people had furrowed brows, clearly pondering possible treatments.

And just when everyone was silent, Su Yang made his move. With a shake of his left hand, three silver needles appeared in his hand, and then, with a flick, he simultaneously inserted the three silver needles into Wu Chuanyang’s grandmother’s head.

"Ah!" Wu Chuanyang’s grandmother opened her mouth and let out a cry of pain, causing everyone on the scene to startle.

Su Yang quickly stepped forward, tapped three times on the top of her head with his hand, and then gave a forceful pat on her forehead.

She immediately closed her mouth, and Su Yang also followed by removing the three silver needles, took a step back, and said in a soft voice, "It’s done!"

The crowd was in an uproar, Su Yang’s operations, smooth as flowing water, were very pleasing to watch. But the question was, had she really been cured?

Moreover, the entire process was carried out while Iron Arhat was still sticking to the palm of Su Yang’s hand. That is to say, Su Yang treated her with just one hand, wasn’t that too hasty?

Wu Chuanyang’s grandmother closed her mouth, her eyes slightly dazed and showing no reaction.

At this moment, the others began to make noise, a man said anxiously, "Sect Leader Gongye, didn’t you say it was just about proposing treatments? What is he doing? He... he has started treating her? I can’t let him treat my father!"

"My grandfather can’t be treated by him either!"

"I can’t let him treat my older brother’s illness!"