Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 384: Honor the Bet

Chapter 384: Chapter 384: Honor the Bet

Holy smokes, who is so audacious to dare call out National Doctor Qian by his name?

Upon hearing that voice, the guests all paused, then they all turned their heads to look toward the source of the sound.

What appeared in their line of sight was a young man around twenty years old, radiant and handsome.

The young man was dressed in a white casual shirt, paired with sky-blue jeans and a pair of white sneakers, walking leisurely with an unhurried pace towards them, his face bearing a smile warmer than the morning sun rising in the east.

"The World Congress of Chinese Medicine" is a grand event in the world of medicine, and the guests not only include well-known Chinese and Western medicine practitioners from Huaxia but also some of the world’s distinguished experts in the medical field.

The various guests attending the event were all in formal attire, and finding a second person dressed as casually as this young man was probably unlikely at this congress.

"Cough cough cough..."

When the guests looked at Fang Bai with anger, mockery, or indifference due to his impudence, Qian Haoduo, who was in the midst of the crowd, let out a series of dry coughs, his face turning extremely awkward.

Back then, Fang Bai was severely injured while trying to save Tang Wenrou, his back a bloody, scarred mess. The Tang Family specially invited Qian Haoduo to treat Fang Bai. Later, Qian Haoduo wanted to take Fang Bai as a disciple, but Fang Bai looked down on his medical skills, which led to a bet in a moment of anger.

They verbally agreed that if Fang Bai could eliminate the scars on his back within a year, Qian Haoduo would lose and give Fang Bai ten million in cash and, moreover, he would have to take Fang Bai as his master.

On the other hand, Fang Bai would have to become Qian Haoduo’s apprentice and follow him to learn medical skills.

Now, just over half a year had passed since they made the bet, and the scars on Fang Bai’s back had long since completely disappeared, so according to the bet, Qian Haoduo had already lost.

Qian Haoduo later learned about this through Tang Wenrou and was surprised, yet somewhat worried.

He was surprised because he thought the scars on Fang Bai’s back would accompany him for life and could not be completely erased, but Fang Bai had done it, and in just a few short months.

His worry was that if he encountered Fang Bai in the future, giving him ten million in cash wouldn’t be an issue, but what if the guy wanted him to take him as a master? What would he do then?

If he became an apprentice, him being an old man in his seventies or eighties bowing to a twenty-year-old young man as his master would be laughable.

However, not becoming an apprentice would equate to reneging on his promise, a betrayal of trust, and would ruin his reputation.

After racking his brain, Qian Haoduo decided to simply avoid Fang Bai and not meet him at all.

But what Qian Haoduo never expected was that Fang Bai, the person he least wanted to see, would appear right in front of him and bring up the matter of their bet in front of all the guests.

Qian Haoduo’s face turned red with embarrassment, and after a fit of coughing, he looked at Wen Yu, the Pavilion Master of Doctor Pavilion, with a look of "grievance," thinking, why did you invite this kid here? Aren’t you just giving me a headache? How am I supposed to focus on the meeting now?

"If I break my word, may my son be born without an anus... Qian Haoduo, I recall this is what you said, right?" Fang Bai casually walked up to Qian Haoduo, saying with a grin.

"Who said I’d go back on my word? Did I ever say I would go back on my word?"

Qian Haoduo, like a fighting rooster, jumped up agitatedly and said, "The ten million in cash is still in Tang Chongshan’s hands. I’ll call him right now to have it delivered!"

He paused for a moment and suddenly remembered something. He turned to Fang Bai’s back, reached out to lift Fang Bai’s shirt, and said, "Let me look at your back... I just don’t believe there’s any Spiritual Medicine in this world that can completely erase the scars on your body in just a few months..."

Fang Bai stood there, motionless, allowing Qian Haoduo to lift his shirt and reveal his entire back.

"This..."

When Qian Haoduo’s gaze landed on Fang Bai’s back, he froze in place.

Not a single scar could be seen on Fang Bai’s back; it didn’t look like it had ever been injured at all. The skin there, including the back, was smooth, delicate, and luminous as jade, seemingly even faintly glowing—a sight that most women in the world would envy tremendously.

"What kind of miraculous medicine could have healed the once scar-marred skin on his back to its current state?"

At that moment, the only question in Qian Haoduo’s mind was this.

"Now you’ve lost, fair and square, haven’t you?"

With a sunny, brilliant smile, Fang Bai straightened his clothes and continued, "Since there’s no problem with this matter, isn’t it time for you to fulfill your promise regarding the other matter?"

His smile was radiant, but to Qian Haoduo, it seemed more hateful than a demon from hell.

Qian Haoduo knew that the "other matter" Fang Bai referred to was his own promise to take Fang Bai as his master, a humiliation he couldn’t possibly endure, so he pleaded, "Fang Bai, there are many people here... that matter... cough, let’s discuss it in private... in private..."

Fang Bai didn’t press Qian Haoduo too hard but said with a laugh, "How about this, you give an additional ten million, and we’ll never mention the other matter again. How does that sound?"

"Really?"

Upon hearing he didn’t have to take Fang Bai as his master, Qian Haoduo perked up.

Although Qian Haoduo was extremely greedy and parting with an additional ten million yuan would cause him some pain, when compared to his reputation and face, even if he had to cough up a hundred million, he’d do so though it hurt.

Fang Bai nodded and said, "The total is twenty million. I don’t need cash, just write me a check."

"Okay!"

Qian Haoduo, fearing Fang Bai might change his mind, didn’t hesitate to write a check for twenty million and handed it to him.

"Alright, from now on, we’re even!"

With a clear conscience, Fang Bai accepted the check and put it away. Under the astonished gazes of the other guests, he turned and continued walking up the mountain.

Qian Haoduo raised his hand, wanting to call Fang Bai back to ask how the scars on his back were removed, but ultimately he gave up, deciding to find another opportunity to have a detailed talk with Fang Bai.

Although the other guests didn’t know the specifics of the bet between National Doctor Qian and the young man named Fang Bai, it seemed that National Doctor Qian had lost. Otherwise, given his extreme greed, how could he willingly part with twenty million?

"Elder Qian, who is that young man? What’s going on between you two?"

Wen Yu walked up to Qian Haoduo’s side, watching Fang Bai’s retreating figure, and asked with a frown.

Wen Yu couldn’t sense any Martial Artist Aura from Fang Bai, but her innate female intuition made her feel that this young man was no simple individual.

Qian Haoduo let out a sigh, seemingly reluctant to bring up Fang Bai again, and waved his hand, saying, "It’s a long story about that matter... alas, let’s not talk about it! Let’s not talk about it!"