Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 127: The Guest Usurps the Host’s Role

Chapter 127: Chapter 127: The Guest Usurps the Host’s Role

Fang Bai stood by the bed, lightly placed his palms on the elder’s waist, his palms facing the painful part of the elder’s waist, and slowly released a strand of True Yuan, then gently began to press and push.

The elder only felt a warm current, seeping from Fang Bai’s palms into his aching waist, and instantly the pain there eased by a lot, comfortably uttering a content "Hmm."

As Fang Bai’s hands pressed and pushed, sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly, sometimes heavily, sometimes lightly, the warm current that seeped in from his palms also slowly spread throughout the elder’s body, making him feel as though he were soaking in hot water, indescribably comfortable, and a light layer of sweat appeared on his body.

When others gave the elder massages, he was anxious, worrying they might press too hard, but with Fang Bai, he just squinted his eyes, feeling so comfortable that he wanted nothing more than to fall deep asleep.

"Elder, that will be all for today."

He didn’t know how much time had passed when he heard Fang Bai’s voice ringing in his ears.

"Ah? It’s over already?"

The elder muttered reluctantly as he got off the bed.

"Young man, that was superb! Next time I need a massage, I’ll be looking for you!"

After standing up, the elder evaluated himself and found that the pain had greatly diminished, an effect he didn’t even get after treatments from the old traditional doctor Xu Yida, prompting him to give Fang Bai an approving thumbs up.

"Today we did the massage, tomorrow we’ll do acupuncture; the two treatment methods should alternate. In ten days, your chronic backache should be almost healed. If not, you can come find me."

Fang Bai said with a cheerful smile.

"Heal in ten days?"

The elder, who had been told by doctors that his back pain could only be alleviated and not cured, found it hard to believe Fang Bai’s claim.

"Whether it can be cured or not, you’ll see in time."

"Young man, I’m friends with your hospital director. If you really cure my backache, not only will I have him commend and reward you, I’ll also personally bring you a banner of gratitude, write a thank-you letter, and help you spread your medical reputation."

The elder said animatedly.

"Elder, you’re not angry anymore, right? My colleague here is new and a bit unpracticed. Plus, being nervous, he might have pressed a bit too hard... I mean, which doctor doesn’t start out as a novice? Please be more forgiving."

Fang Bai spoke with a smile.

By this time, Wu Tian had returned from outside and, hearing Fang Bai’s words, felt his eyes well up with gratitude.

The elder also saw Wu Tian and chuckled, "Heh heh," and said, "I have this foul mouth, it’s a habit I picked up in the army, and I can’t change it! If I hadn’t been in so much pain just now, I wouldn’t have lost my temper and cursed..."

He turned to Wu Tian, nodded at him, and said earnestly, "Young man, I was the one at fault earlier. I apologize to you, don’t take it to heart. Just a tip, you might want to start practicing your technique on some acquaintances first, learn to control your strength, so when you treat patients, you can reduce their discomfort."

Wu Tian quickly nodded and said he would definitely work harder and learn more in the future.

The elder chatted with Fang Bai a little more before leaving contentedly, declaring that he would come for acupuncture the next day and wanted Fang Bai to do it.

"Fang Bai, I noticed your massage technique was very skilled earlier, did you learn that in medical school?"

After the elder left, Wu Tian breathed a sigh of relief, no longer feeling so tense, and approached Fang Bai to ask.

"My medical skills," I said, "I learned some of them in medical school, some are self-taught... Our family comes from a lineage of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

"No wonder!"

Wu Tian rubbed his palms together, somewhat embarrassed, "Fang Bai, when you have free time, could you give me some pointers?"

"No problem, you can stand next to me, and I’ll teach you."

After the old man had left, an elderly granny approached Fang Bai and told him that she often suffered from stiff and painful shoulders and neck due to playing Mahjong. She asked Fang Bai to give her a massage.

Issues like back pain and neck and shoulder pain were minor matters for Fang Bai—if he wished, acupuncture combined with massage and a wisp of True Yuan could cure it in one go.

However, these non-life-threatening illnesses, if cured too quickly, would decrease the hospital’s revenue. Such doctors, although popular with patients, might not always be appreciated by hospital management.

Besides, Fang Bai didn’t want to draw too much attention to himself, therefore he didn’t immediately cure the old man’s leg pain, instead setting a timeframe of ten days.

As Fang Bai massaged the granny, he whispered explanations to Wu Tian, telling him the key points to focus on, the techniques to use, and how to gauge the strength.

The things he explained were much more detailed and applicable to real-life situations than anything Wu Tian had learned before. Wu Tian found himself greatly enlightened, feeling he had learned much more from Fang Bai than from Xu Yida.

Even though Wu Tian wasn’t a Martial Artist and lacked True Yuan, which diminished the effectiveness of his treatments, as long as he could accurately identify the acupoints and pay attention to the technique and force, it should be sufficient for treating the average patient.

On the first morning of the internship, Fang Bai didn’t do anything else but provide patients with acupuncture and massage in the treatment room.

With the commendation from the previous elderly patient, other patients were willing to let Fang Bai give it a try.

All the patients treated by Fang Bai lavished praise upon him; not one was dissatisfied, and they explicitly stated they would return for him next time.

The patients’ praise meant affirmation for Fang Bai’s medical skills. The other interns watched with envy in their hearts.

Especially Wu Tian, who felt that studying with Fang Bai was even better than learning from the old TCM practitioner Xu Yida.

Wu Tian had arrived a few days earlier than Fang Bai and had studied with Xu Yida for several days. Every day, he would hear him launch into grand discourses, expounding on TCM theories that seemed profound but were essentially useless gibberish. Wu Tian wasn’t sure how much the other interns understood, but all that he himself had gotten from it was confusion and no real knowledge.

In contrast, the massage techniques he had learned from Fang Bai today felt incredibly valuable.

Unlike the patients, the doctors in the acupuncture and massage room didn’t look at Fang Bai with much friendliness.

In their eyes, Fang Bai was just an intern. Interns should have the sense of their place; in the first few days, they should be proactive in doing menial tasks like serving tea, delivering water, and cleaning. How could he start treating patients right from the first day?

This kind of behavior, overshadowing them in their own domain, was simply intolerable!

What infuriated them most was that patients treated by Fang Bai highly praised him, allowing him to steal all the glory, and even some of their "regular customers" deserted them and flocked to Fang Bai instead.

It was true that no matter how much Fang Bai worked, he wasn’t paid, nor did it affect the salaries or benefits of the other doctors; however, this was a matter of pride and dignity. If patients started seeking out Fang Bai for treatment and ignored the licensed doctors, where would that leave their professional reputation?

So some doctors began to stir up trouble, criticizing Fang Bai for all his perceived faults—some called him aloof, others labeled him arrogant or aggressive, and some thought he considered himself above everyone else...

In their words, Fang Bai was an intern filled with "negative energy".