Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 915 - 916 Live Competition

Chapter 915: Chapter 916 Live Competition

Chen Qingming hesitated for a moment and said, "Teaching medical skills is definitely a good thing, but all the teachers at our school come through formal channels. Arranging something directly like this... It’s a bit difficult for me."

Lin Su’er immediately responded, "Principal Chen, you misunderstood. I’m not asking you to arrange a job for Doctor Song, nor am I asking him to use your school for reputation-building. Doctor Song’s acupuncture skill is so exceptional, yet he hasn’t found the right successor. He simply wants to promote this craft and hopes to collaborate with your school to discover talents in this field."

Chen Qingming breathed a sigh of relief. Collaborating with Minghe Second Hospital, using it as a training base—that would undoubtedly be a great benefit for the school. This was clearly an advantage the other party was offering. If Lin Su’er wanted to arrange a job, that would have been more challenging for him. But now it seemed this wasn’t the case.

Wen Huawen followed up and said, "Doctor Song, I’ve been researching Traditional Chinese Medicine for many years. I wonder if we could have a little exchange?"

Song Xiaodong smiled and said, "Of course!"

Wen Huawen promptly said, "In that case, the server who just brought me my food—I noticed she doesn’t look very healthy. How about we diagnose her together?"

"Sure," Song Xiaodong immediately agreed without hesitation.

Just then, the server brought another dish into the room—it was a young woman in her early twenties. Her appearance was average, but her figure was quite decent.

Wen Huawen said, "Young lady, don’t leave just yet. We’re doctors, and I noticed a certain abnormality in your health. Let us take a quick look for you."

"Huh?" The young woman was startled, but there was a vigilance in her gaze.

Song Xiaodong gave a mild smile and said, "You don’t need to worry. We’ll just check your pulse here—it’ll only take a few minutes. Here, take this." As he spoke, he pulled out a few red bills and handed them to the server.

"Really? Just here and now? I don’t need to take off my clothes, right?" The female server clearly seemed intrigued but still asked with caution.

Lin Su’er chuckled softly and said, "You’re overthinking it. Truly, we’re just giving you a health assessment—while also letting two doctors have a little friendly comparison."

"Oh..." The server hesitated for a moment, then took the tip and obediently sat down.

"Dean Wen, why don’t you go first?" Song Xiaodong said with a smile.

Wen Huawen nodded and didn’t hesitate, going straight to check the young woman’s pulse. He also inspected her tongue coating briefly and nodded again.

Song Xiaodong then stepped forward for the pulse diagnosis. After less than twenty seconds, he withdrew his hand and said, "Let me go first, and then Dean Wen can correct me."

Wen Huawen nodded and said, "Alright, go ahead." He looked confident, as if everything was under control.

Song Xiaodong said, "Young lady, have you been feeling tightness in your left chest often lately? Occasionally accompanied by sharp, stabbing pains?"

"Ah... It seems like I have, but it’s not very serious," she replied.

Song Xiaodong nodded and said, "Hmm, it’s indeed not serious. This is just the early stage of myocarditis. Moreover, it appears that poor mood recently has caused hormonal imbalance. I would guess your menstruation this month has been delayed by at least ten days, correct?"

"Huh? You can tell that too?" The young woman exclaimed in surprise.

"Indeed. But there’s no need to worry about this—it doesn’t indicate pregnancy. The more anxious you are, the worse the hormonal imbalance becomes. Relax, drink more water, and get plenty of sleep. You’ll recover quickly. The main concern, however, is your myocarditis—it requires treatment."

After finishing, Song Xiaodong turned to Wen Huawen and said, "Dean Wen, please correct me if I’m wrong."

Wen Huawen stared at Song Xiaodong with astonishment and said, "How can you be certain that her menstruation is delayed by more than ten days?"

This single question immediately revealed that Wen Huawen hadn’t been able to deduce this point.

Song Xiaodong smiled faintly and said, "It’s my special method. I assume Dean Wen could identify the myocarditis? I can cure it for her right now."

"You can cure it now?" Wen Huawen’s expression became even more shocked.

Song Xiaodong nodded, then brought out his silver needles and said, "Young lady, I’ll treat you now—it won’t hurt much."

"Those needles are so long?" The young woman jumped in surprise.

Song Xiaodong reassured her with a smile, "Would you like the treatment or not? You could also go to a hospital for this."

Having listened to the conversation—where terms like ’Dean’ and ’Principal’ were being used—and being taken aback by how accurately Song Xiaodong had mentioned her delayed menstruation, the young woman couldn’t help but believe him. After a moment’s hesitation, she finally nodded.

Song Xiaodong immediately inserted a needle into the left side of the young woman’s chest. Wen Huawen cried out involuntarily with a look of horror on his face, "You... You’re inserting a needle through clothing?"

At this moment, Liu Yajun quickly restrained Wen Huawen and said, "Dean Wen, no need to worry. Doctor Song’s medical skill is unquestionably reliable. This young lady is lucky today to be treated by Doctor Song."

Even with Liu Yajun’s reassurance, Wen Huawen remained highly tense. After all, the needle’s insertion point was the heart. Even a slight deviation could result in fatal consequences.

Fortunately, the young woman only appeared somewhat pale with fright, but her breathing was normal, and she showed no unusual reactions.

Using only one silver needle, Song Xiaodong completed the procedure in just over two minutes. He retracted the needle and smiled at Wen Huawen, saying, "Dean Wen, please check her pulse again now."

Wen Huawen hurried over to examine the young woman’s pulse. His facial expression gradually turned fascinating, and after a while, he finally released her hand and sighed, "Young lady, if you have time in the next few days, could you go to the Provincial Medical University for further examination? It’s completely free."

"Really free?" The young woman appeared somewhat bewildered.

"Yes, completely free. Based on my assessment, your myocarditis seems to have been cured, but I’m not entirely certain yet. So I would like you to have further checks using advanced equipment," Wen Huawen explained.

"Oh, alright! Thank you so much!" The young woman immediately nodded ecstatically.

Wen Huawen left her a phone number, and the young woman withdrew from the room. Meanwhile, Liu Yajun watched the scene unfold with a wry smile and said, "Dean Wen, you’re the director of a Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, yet you don’t trust your own diagnostic skills? You insist on confirming with Western medical equipment?"

Wen Huawen spoke candidly, "From my experience, this must be cured! But it’s simply too miraculous. While I understand acupuncture, I definitely can’t achieve such results myself. That’s why I need follow-up checks—to see if Doctor Song used some special technique that bypassed my traditional diagnostic methods."

Song Xiaodong laughed heartily and said, "No problem, that only shows Dean Wen’s prudence. A truly commendable quality for a good doctor."

Wen Huawen looked at Song Xiaodong and exclaimed, "If this really is cured, then Doctor Song—you must be the number one acupuncturist! Wait a moment... Your surname is Song, acupuncture... Are you Song Shenzhen?"