Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 340 - 337: I Want to Learn from You (Second Update! Desperately Seeking Recommendations!)_1

Chapter 340: Chapter 337: I Want to Learn from You (Second Update! Desperately Seeking Recommendations!)_1

"What is a medical feud! Feud is the excuse of the weak, medicine is the modesty of the strong!"

As this statement emerged, everyone present was stunned!

What kind of person could say such a profound proverb?

Could this youngster really possess superior medical skills!

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain.

Old Huang, hunched over, suddenly stood upright, he felt a sudden clarity in his mind!

He discovered that his understanding of medicine had improved significantly!

All because of this statement by Ren Feifan!

Master Ren is indeed a true master of the Medical Path, even his speech exudes the temperament of a master.

Jin Changwen slowly recovered from his shock, indeed, even he was taken aback by what Ren Feifan said.

He had to admit in his heart, this statement is very reasonable.

But, this is just reasonable, it doesn’t mean that he, Jin Changwen, agrees with it!

He snorted coldly, his gaze resting on Ren Feifan, "If you can say such things, you must be a master in the field of medicine, if this is the case, do you dare to compete with me, to be clear, this will be a competition, not a feud."

A medical feud has clear rules and restrictions, but a competition does not.

It seems like Jin Changwen is backing down, but everyone knows that Jin Changwen is still counterattacking aggressively!

Who is Jin Changwen? He is the number one Needle King of Jiangnan Province!

His acupuncture skills have reached the level of divine work. Furthermore, his ancestors were imperial doctors for three generations, and the ancient medical techniques were all inherited by him.

In Jiangnan Province, apart from Old Huang, Old Qu and two other famous Divine Doctors, hardly anyone could be a match for Jin Changwen.

But if it comes to acupuncture, he dares to say he’s second, but no one dares to claim they are first!

This is his confidence as the Needle King of Jiangnan.

So when they heard that Jin Changwen wanted to compete with Ren Feifan, everyone present instinctively held their breath.

Jin Changwen wants to compete with an unknown commoner?

And the other party’s identity is just a bodyguard?

If this news were to get out, it would definitely dominate the headlines!

Old Huang was the only person in the crowd who was not surprised.

But he still cautioned Ren Feifan: "Master Ren, you must not. How can you lower your status to compete with this guy? If there comes a need to compete it should be me."

All were thrown off by Old Huang’s words.

Jin Changwen wants to compete with him, and he’s the one losing face?

A small bodyguard is lowering his status?

Could it be that even the Needle King of Jiangnan is not good enough for this small bodyguard?

What on earth is happening!

Has Old Huang become senile, or has this young man tricked him with a Love Potion?

Jin Changwen cast a glance at Old Huang, snorted coldly: "Old Huang, I forgot to tell you, just a few days ago, I figured out the thirty-second Golden Needle technique of my Jin family. Even you and Old Qu wouldn’t be a match for me now."

Huang’s face changed, he knew it well, Jin Changwen being called the Needle King of Jiangnan, that was entirely due to his family’s acupuncture technique.

Before his reputation, he had figured out twenty-four needles.

But what he never expected was that this guy had now figured out the thirty-second needle?

In that case, Master Ren definitely cannot compete with him.

"Master Ren, I..." Old Huang was about to speak, when he noticed Ren Feifan wave his hand, signaling him to be silent.

Ren Feifan stepped forward, "Are you sure you want to compete with me in medical skills?"

"This Jin never goes back on his word. Don’t worry, you can choose the topic of our competition, observation, diagnosis, palpation, bone setting, prescriptions, massage, treatment, you name it! And you can also decide the way we compete, so no one can accuse me of taking advantage of my age."

This sentence was obviously aimed at Old Huang.

Hearing this, Ren Feifan nodded, his voice cold: "No need to bother so much, let’s just compete in acupuncture, you decide the method, and choose your best technique."

His voice was not loud, but it clearly entered everyone’s ears.

Overwhelmingly arrogant.

Super cocky.

A bodyguard dared to compete in acupuncture with the Needle King of Jiangnan?

And he even let the other party determine the method?

Chose the best technique?

Are you sure you’re not retarded!

Jin Changwen was instantly enraged by Ren Feifan, and his body trembled slightly, he rebuked: "Young man, are you sure about what you’re doing? The Golden Needles created by my Jin family ancestor are also rather well-known in the whole of Huaxia’s medical circle. Precisely because of this, what we Jin family specializes in is acupuncture. You are still far from qualified to be arrogant in this field."

"Arrogant?" Ren Feifan shook his head, "You’re reading too much into it. With your acupuncture skills, you’re not even worthy of my arrogance."

Everybody was convinced that Ren Feifan had gone mad!

Is this the audacity of a youthful novice not being afraid of a tiger?

The people at the other tables heard that a competition in medical skills was about to take place, so they all gathered around.

The party hadn’t started anyway, and if they got to see Needle King Jin Changwen demonstrating his medical skills, then this trip would have been worth it!

Soon, both rows of seats at the traditional Chinese medicine section were filled with people, and many more were standing in the spaces outside.

Everyone was eagerly waiting for Ren Feifan to be defeated.

As for Ren Feifan winning? They didn’t even think about it, because it just wasn’t possible!

There was just no way the Needle King of Jiangnan could lose in acupuncture!

A short distance away.

An old man frowned, his hair meticulously combed, not a strand out of place. And yet the streaks of silver were clearly visible among the black. Within the slightly sunken eye sockets, a pair of deep brown eyes silently told tales of time passed.

He is the host of this charity banquet, Mr. Zhu Ting.

Old Master Zhu was having a jovial chat with the leaders who had come from Jiangnan province. But he quickly noticed that something was amiss at the banquet.

The area designated for traditional Chinese medicine was usually the least populated.

Due to the rise of western medicine, traditional Chinese medicine has been declared declining and receives little attention.

But today was different, there was a large crowd gathered around it, unlike any previous banquet.

He revered Huaxia’s legacy, and had great faith in traditional Chinese medicine.

Once, at the edge of life and death, when even the topmost western medical professionals in the world were helpless, he was saved by an old man using acupuncture.

The old man did not leave his name, only a statement: "We must preserve the things handed down by our ancestors."

From that day forward, Zhu Ting, who had walked out of the gates of death, began to believe in Chinese medicine and started doing charity work.

Returning to the present, Old Master Zhu briefly excused himself from the leaders and asked a maid next to him: "What happened over there at the traditional Chinese medicine area? Why are there so many people?"

The maid had been paying attention to the situation over there for a while now and quickly responded: "The Needle King of Jiangnan, Old Jin, is about to compete in acupuncture techniques with a young man. Many people left their seats to go over there in order to see Old Jin’s skills."

"What? Old Jin is actually competing with a young man? Even in acupuncture?"

Old Master Zhu’s expression shifted slightly. He was aware of Jin Changwen’s skills, and someone was actually daring enough to compete with him in acupuncture.

This was a first for him.

Filled with curiosity, Old Master Zhu started heading towards the traditional Chinese medicine area.

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