Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain
Chapter 1098 - 1097 Traditional Chinese Medicine is Actually That Miraculous!

Chapter 1098: Chapter 1097 Traditional Chinese Medicine is Actually That Miraculous!

All at once?

When Lin Dong said this, everyone from Fangzheng Eastern Medical Hall’s faces looked extremely ugly.

They were always the ones looking down on the people of Dragon Country. When had they ever been disrespected like this by someone from Dragon Country?

"You really are arrogant, count me in!" a young Eastern doctor from the medical hall said.

"And me too!"

"..."

Everyone spoke up one after another, clearly all eager to take action and teach Lin Dong a lesson.

Even that foreign-fawning woman Tang Shenglan actually spoke up,

"Count me in as well, I’m also a member of Fangzheng Eastern Medical Hall."

Lin Dong glanced at her and thought to himself, how could there be such shameless people in this world?

Song Ji’er couldn’t hold back any longer and asked Lin Dong, "Are you sure you want to challenge our entire medical pavilion alone?"

"Do you have any idea what the consequences will be?"

Lin Dong laughingly said, "One against a swarm of ants, the ants shouldn’t be asking what the outcome for the person will be. Instead, they should be worried about themselves!"

"You’re calling us ants?" Song Ji’er really couldn’t take it anymore, "Fine, I’ll immediately show you that kicking our medical hall is the biggest mistake you’ve made in your life!"

"Since you want to fight with poison, challenging our entire hall alone. Then we will each have to poison you!"

"And you will have to cure the poison from each and every one of us to pass this round!"

"If you survive this round, you can then poison all of us. And as long as one of us can cure your poison, it means we too have passed your round..."

Lin Dong nodded, agreeing to the rules of the competition.

"Because this is our turf, we have the advantage!" Song Ji’er said again.

At these words, Gu Lingfei frowned and said,

"You really have no shame, so many people against Teacher Lin Dong alone, and you still want the advantage!"

Song Ji’er felt awkward and didn’t speak. Logically speaking, they indeed had the numerical advantage over Lin Dong, so the advantage should be given to Lin Dong.

However, he didn’t want to complicate matters. With the advantage, they had the initiative, and their chances of winning would be greater. Besides, it was in his nature to take any advantage he could get.

"Hehe, it was he himself who said he wanted to challenge our entire hall alone, we didn’t force him to do it," Tang Shenglan sneered.

Lin Dong waved his hand and said to Song Ji’er and the others,

"Your museum director, I let him make the first three moves and he still couldn’t win. What harm is there in letting you guys take the first move?"

"Keep boasting; our museum director just isn’t here today. Otherwise, you would have been lying down long ago." It was clear that these Eastern doctors didn’t believe what Lin Dong said.

At this moment, Song Ji’er was the first to take out a poison needle, and soon he approached Lin Dong, laughingly said,

"Kid, this is the poison needle given to me by our museum director, hehe, it contains eight types of snake venom. Once you get hit, it will make you wish you were dead..."

After finishing speaking, he stabbed Lin Dong with it.

After doing so, he observed Lin Dong’s arm.

But he discovered that several seconds passed, and there was still no effect.

He was somewhat surprised, but didn’t say much, thinking that the poison needle might take some time to show its effects.

Now, other Eastern doctors stepped forward, each administering their poison to Lin Dong.

"Kid, my poison is a rare spider venom, comparable to cobra venom, it’ll kill you, bastard."

"The poison I’ve given you, just so you know, is cobra venom. Even telling you won’t help you cure it."

"My poison is a rare millipede venom..."

"..."

These Eastern Doctors, probably under the instruction of their Museum director, Park Fangzheng, are a ruthless bunch.

Each one of them can bring out substances of extreme poison!

Even the Eastern Medicine apprentice, the ’medical model’ who flaunts her exotic charm, Tang Shenglan, actually took out a vial of venom.

She also pulled out a needle and dipped the Silver Needle into the venom, then approached Lin Dong.

Then, with a malevolent tone, she said, "Heh, do you know what this venom is? This is ricin!"

"Just 0.2 milligrams of this stuff is enough to kill an adult!"

"Its toxicity is two to three times more severe than that of a cobra’s venom; you are as good as dead..."

Having said that, she thrust it into him.

The Eastern Medical Hall still has over sixty people present, and now more than fifty have stuck Silver Needles into Lin Dong.

Only Che Dezhong and a few others did not do so.

First, they dread Lin Dong, the leader of the Southern Faction’s Traditional Chinese Medicine, and are unwilling to compete in a poison battle with him.

Second, these individuals possess some medical ethics, feeling that winning in such an overpowering manner is not honorable.

And it was precisely because they did not act that they saved themselves!

About five minutes later, everyone from the Eastern Medical Hall finished using their poisons.

"Anyone else?" Lin Dong asked at this time, like nothing happened, addressing everyone in the Eastern Medical Hall.

Everyone exchanged glances.

Song Ji’er’s expression showed disbelief, "How is this possible? How can you be fine after being poisoned so much?"

"It makes no sense. Any one of the poisons we used should have been fatal."

"Right, what’s going on? The ricin I used should have affected you immediately, why aren’t you affected at all?" Tang Shenglan also said, incredulously.

They couldn’t understand why so many poisons had no effect on Lin Dong.

He seemed to be immune to all poisons!

Only Che Dezhong suddenly thought of something.

Looking at Lin Dong, he couldn’t help but ask:

"I once read in an Ancient Book of Chinese Medicine that there is a method in Traditional Chinese Medicine, where if one consistently soaks in a medicine bath made from various rare medicinal herbs for three years, one can achieve a constitution immune to all poisons..."

"I always thought that was pure fiction, not credible at all. Did you actually use this method to develop a constitution resistant to all poisons?"

"Could it be, all of that is true? Is Traditional Chinese Medicine really that miraculous?"

Che Dezhong’s words made Lin Dong take a second look at him.

He asked Che Dezhong in return, "So, you people from Paocai Nation’s Eastern Medicine also read our Ancient Books of Traditional Chinese Medicine?"

Che Dezhong’s face turned red, and he stubbornly said, "Your Dragon Country has an ancient saying that only by knowing the enemy and knowing oneself can one never be endangered in a hundred battles."

"But I’ve always thought that those books on Traditional Chinese Medicine were sheer nonsense, not worth mentioning. I didn’t expect them to actually be true. Traditional Chinese Medicine is really so magical, it’s astonishing."

Lin Dong nodded, his enmity towards this Che Dezhong wasn’t so strong.

This man had at least some sense of medical ethics!

He could acknowledge the strengths of others, unlike other people from Paocai Nation who would want to claim it as their own, insisting that our Dragon Country’s culture belonged to them!

At this point, he turned his gaze to Song Ji’er and others, with a slight smile.

"Next, it’s my turn!"

As soon as he spoke, the faces of Song Ji’er and the others instantly turned pale.

A strong unease surged in their hearts.