Invincible Little School Doctor

Chapter 664: Chapter 663: Quite Bold!

Yang Gongcheng was fuming with anger. Ever since he started practicing medicine, he had been highly respected. When had he ever been scolded and told to get lost?

”Ye Haochuan, you can insult me, but the patient’s life hangs by a thread and I cannot tolerate an incompetent doctor like you treating him,” Yang Gongcheng shouted loudly.

At this point, since he had already fallen out with Ye Haochuan, there was no need for him to be pleasant anymore.

”Damn, you actually have the nerve to call me an incompetent doctor?”

In a moment of urgency, Ye Haochuan used his Longevity Gang Qi and sent Yang Gongcheng flying.

Yang Gongcheng was knocked back three meters on the spot.

”You... you bastard,” Yang Gongcheng roared furiously, ready to rush up and tussle with Ye Haochuan.

However, at that moment, Old Master Kou gave Tang Zhen a look and had his disciple hold him back.

Compared to others, Old Master Kou had more faith in Ye Haochuan’s medical skills and believed that he was the only one who could perform emergency treatment on the patient named Zhang Hualun.

Ye Haochuan didn’t have time to deal with Yang Gongcheng any longer. He quickly pulled out eighteen Silver Needles of various sizes from his Needle Bag, and administered them to the middle-aged man named Zhang Hualun lying on the platform.

In the span of a breath, all eighteen needles were precisely inserted into Zhang Hualun’s body, quickly and accurately.

Wow!

The spectators marveled at Ye Haochuan’s exquisite Acupuncture, exclaiming, ”Incredible, incredible, just watching him use the needles is an art form!”

”Holy Hand’s eighteen needles! Truly divine craftsmanship,” Old Master Kou also sincerely praised.

”It’s just some minor tricks, nothing to boast about,” Yang Gongcheng said, both envious and jealous.

Such minor tricks? Telling blatant lies!

Old Master Kou glanced at him indifferently and said nothing, but Yang Gongcheng could clearly feel from his murky eyes a distinct hint of sarcasm, making him sink in his heart, vaguely feeling he had already lost points with Old Master Kou.

The Holy Hand’s eighteen needles were indeed exquisite; as soon as Ye Haochuan inserted the Silver Needles, Zhang Hualun’s pain eased significantly.

Then, Ye Haochuan swept his hands over the densely packed Silver Needles again, and in an instant, the gentle Longevity Gang Qi entered Zhang Hualun’s body through the tails of the needles. It traveled through the meridians and into the cardiovascular system, oscillating back and forth where the heart blockages were.

Before long, the blocked arteries of the patient were cleared by the continuous impact of the Longevity Gang Qi.

At this point, someone in the crowd exclaimed, ”Look quickly!”

All eyes were once again focused on Zhang Hualun.

He stood up as if nothing was wrong, his face full of surprise; his previously rapid breathing had also slowly eased, the pain in his chest vanished, and even his usually trembling left arm and shoulder stopped shaking, feeling a sense of smoothness he hadn’t experienced in a long time.

Following that, Ye Haochuan removed the Silver Needles one by one from his body.

Zhang Hualun felt an indescribable lightness throughout his body; the illness that had tormented him for years had disappeared in such a short time.

”I’m cured, I’m really cured. My illness is cured just like that. Junior Godly Doctor Ye, you really are a Divine Doctor,”

Zhang Hualun exclaimed ecstatically.

Although Ye Haochuan was already accustomed to being praised, he still felt secretly thrilled inside.

Of course, he still had to be ”humble” about it.

And the crowd’s eyes are sharp; seeing how humble Ye Haochuan was, the surrounding naturally overflowed with praise—

”Not bad, not bad, this young man is highly skilled in medicine and knows how to be humble, really good!”

”Truly a Divine Doctor! Just look at how he used just a few needle pricks to save someone, unlike that professor who is utterly useless.”

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Upon hearing these words from below the stage, Yang Gongcheng’s face alternated between shades of red and white. He, a professor of proper medical education, when had he ever suffered such ridicule and mockery?

”Professor Beast, now who is the quack, I need not say more, right?” Ye Haochuan said, with a teasing look at Yang Gongcheng.

”You...” Yang Gongcheng was at a loss for words.

He felt utterly humiliated by Ye Haochuan, finding it degrading that he, a respectable medical professor, was being bested by a school doctor.

”Professor Beast, I hope this serves as a lesson for you, never to underestimate anyone again!” Ye Haochuan stated indifferently.

”You!” Yang Gongcheng, feeling his dignity trampled upon, could no longer bear to stay, and with a heavy huff, stormed off.

Ye Haochuan had won two consecutive victories, his awe-inspiring skill at inspection diagnosis deeply impressed everyone present.

Even competitors who had been eager to try their hand began to lose their nerve and withdrew from the competition.

However, just when everyone thought that the affair had concluded, Tang Zhen stood up, his eyes filled with complex emotions, and gritted his teeth, ”Ye Haochuan, I am well aware of your superior medical skills. However, I, Tang Zhen, having studied under my master for many years, consider myself to have achieved some expertise as well. What do you say, interested in having a contest with me?”

Many people in the hall recognized Tang Zhen and knew him to be the Senior Godly Doctor Kou’s chosen disciple, which sparked their interest.

Ye Haochuan glanced at Tang Zhen, well aware of what was going on — Tang Zhen had always been hostile towards him.

Initially, he didn’t quite understand the root of their discord, but now, it was clear.

This Tang Zhen was also interested in Kou Jing, otherwise he wouldn’t have jumped in to compete.

Damn, dares to covet my woman, Tang Zhen, that’s quite bold of you!

Ye Haochuan felt a bit annoyed within, yet he smiled at Tang Zhen and said, ”Now, Brother Tang Zhen, shall we not compete?”

”Compete! We must compete!”

Glancing at his beloved Kou Jing standing not far off, Tang Zhen immediately retracted his gaze and clenched his fists, biting back at Ye Haochuan.

Seeing his disciple so determined, Old Master Kou secretly shook his head. His disciple was upright, diligent, and exemplified every virtue but was trapped by emotions.

In fact, Old Master Kou intended to use this medical competition during the birthday banquet as a chance to get a son-in-law and also to sever Tang Zhen’s impractical fantasies.

Damn, refusing to go down steps given, still fixated on my daughter, then don’t blame me!

Ye Haochuan’s gaze grew sharp, and he chuckled, ”Well then, since Brother Tang Zhen insists on competing, I shall accept your challenge.

Subsequently, under Old Master Kou’s arrangement, a typical case of a woman suffering from stomach cold was brought forth. She clutched her stomach, face pale and bearing an expression of pain — clearly having just eaten something that caused abdominal pain.

”You just cured someone; let me take this one first,” Tang Zhen stepped forward and said.

Tang Zhen, having mastered Acupuncture from Old Master Kou, excelled in treating such symptoms of cold stomach with acupuncture. Intent on showing off, he immediately reached for a needle bag.

From the bag, he took five needles in each hand, calming his mind and spirit. His right hand targeted the patient’s Crouching Rabbit Acupoint, Central Courtyard Acupoint, Dark Gate Acupoint, Central Pillar Acupoint, and Four Fulness Acupoints.

Simultaneously, his left hand’s five needles each targeted the Qi Acupoint, Middle Level Acupoint, Returning Acupoint, Straight Path Acupoint, and Bent Bone Acupoint.

Tang Zhen used a total of ten needles in both hands, and though not as stunning as Ye Haochuan’s eighteen Silver Needles, his acupuncture skills indeed exhibited exceptional mastery.

Immediately, someone in the audience exclaimed, ”Worthy of being Old Master Kou’s top disciple. Such needle technique is indeed formidable.”

Ye Haochuan also nodded slightly, acknowledging that Tang Zhen, indeed, was a worthy successor of Old Master Kou. A normal person could not place so many needles in such a short period.