Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 412: One Day Later

Chapter 412: Chapter 412: One Day Later

"Someone is coming this way... Let’s go, it looks like we won’t be able to train today!"

Fang Bai glanced towards the distance, furrowed his brows, and knew that the commotion he had caused with that punch was a bit too loud; he had already alarmed the Doctor Pavilion’s on-duty disciples and some guests who had not yet retired for the night.

The two of them left from the side of the cliff and quickly disappeared into the night.

A moment later, several Doctor Pavilion on-duty disciples and a dozen guests from the Ancient Martial World who had come to attend the "World Traditional Chinese Medicine Conference" rushed to the scene.

When they saw the ancient pine tree that Fang Bai had exploded with one punch, everyone at the scene looked at each other in dismay, and after recalling the earlier explosion, they couldn’t help but shudder, seeing a hint of horror in each other’s eyes.

Among the crowd were several Profound Level Martial Artists, and with their keen eyes, it was natural for them to realize at a glance that the ancient pine had been shattered by a single punch. If it had been them, maybe after ten or even eight punches, they might have been able to fell the ancient pine, but to pulverize it to sawdust with one punch was absolutely impossible for them.

This terrifying strength had surpassed their realm of understanding, and probably only the Earth Level experts or above from the legendary Hidden Sects possessed such power, right?

But why would Hidden Sect experts appear here? And what was the purpose of destroying this ancient pine? It was truly puzzling.

For a time, the Doctor Pavilion disciples were on high alert; some stayed at the scene, while others immediately went to report to Pavilion Master Wen Yu.

After Wen Yu and several Elders from the Pavilion had arrived and inspected the scene, their faces did not seem to show much surprise. Wen Yu dismissed the guests, telling them to disperse and rest on their own.

After returning to his residence, Wen Yu immediately summoned Wang Miaomiao and inquired in private. Confirming the thoughts in his mind, he then cheerfully waved his hand, saying there was nothing to worry about, and told the Elders and disciples to go back to sleep.

When Wen Yu inspected the edge of the cliff, he had not found any traces of a fight. The ancient pine was exploded, more likely due to, an extremely domineering martial arts attack.

In Wen Yu’s mind, among the thousands of guests who came to the "World Traditional Chinese Medicine Conference", there were only two people who possessed such horrendous attacking ability.

One was the mysteriously identified Nangong Ming, and the other was the unfathomable Fang Bai.

According to a Doctor Pavilion on-duty disciple, she saw Wang Miaomiao heading towards the cliff at dusk, so by deduction, Fang Bai was likely to have been at the cliff as well, preparing to teach Wang Miaomiao a cultivation technique.

The exploded ancient pine was probably the result of Fang Bai demonstrating a martial skill to Wang Miaomiao.

"Miaomiao, that girl, is blessed. To have met a master like Doctor Fang who is proficient in both medicine and martial arts. Hmm, looks like we need to cultivate this girl properly in the future. The significant task of becoming the next Pavilion Master might just fall onto her shoulders. The ancestors have revealed themselves; the rise of the Doctor Pavilion is hopeful!"

Wen Yu murmured to himself, imagining the Doctor Pavilion’s glorious future as the perennial leader among the five great Ancient Medicine Sects of Huaxia, and his eyes and brows were filled with joy.

The next morning’s main agenda was still various medical technique exchange discussions, attended by the thousands of guests and the representatives sent by the five great Ancient Medicine Sects.

However, Nangong Ming, Wang Miaomiao, and the other five Ancient Medicine Sect disciples, who were advancing to the third round of medical technique exchanges, were nowhere to be seen, possibly preparing for the next round of medical skill exchange.

Around two in the afternoon, the thousands of guests and the Ancient Medicine Sect disciples once again gathered at the conference center.

Yesterday, Wang Miaomiao, Nangong Ming, and three other disciples from the Ancient Medicine Sect treated five burn patients and applied ointment that was mixed on the spot.

Now, ten judges will determine the final two winners based on the effectiveness of the treatments on the five burn patients’ wounds, setting off the battle for first place in the medical skill exchange segment.

Around half-past two, the five burn patients who received treatment yesterday walked slowly onto the stage accompanied by five nurses, followed by Wang Miaomiao, Nangong Ming, and the other three Ancient Medicine Sect disciples arriving onstage one after another.

In front of thousands of eyes at the venue, Wang Miaomiao and the other four Ancient Medicine Sect disciples personally started to remove the dressings from the five burn patients.

Wang Miaomiao’s ointment, which she had prepared onsite yesterday under Fang Bai’s "Thread Condensation Sound Transmission" guidance, was something she learned on the fly. Even though she had full confidence in Fang Bai’s medical skills and knew that the ointment would be effective, her heart still fluttered with nervousness as she unraveled the dressings.

Whether Wang Miaomiao could win first place was tied to the "Doctor Pavilion’s" interests for the next five years; thus, she inevitably felt enormous pressure.

Some observant individuals noticed that Nangong Ming, representing the "Ghost Doctor Sect," had lost the arrogance he displayed yesterday. He no longer looked at the audience below with a condescending gaze, and appeared to have become much more subdued.

What they didn’t know was that last night’s experience at the edge of a cliff made Nangong Ming’s wariness of Fang Bai deepen even further. With Fang Bai present, how could he afford to be arrogant?

At this moment, Nangong Ming stood on stage with his arms hanging down and a blank expression, occasionally glancing at Wang Miaomiao beside him, his eyes flickered, unknown thoughts crossing his mind.

As for Fang Bai, who was seated below the stage, Nangong Ming didn’t dare to look at him from start to finish, afraid that it would affect him and disturb his state of mind, impacting the upcoming medical skill exchange.

Shortly, the dressings on the five burn patients were removed, revealing the wounds still covered with ointment.

Simultaneously, close-ups of the patients’ wounds were broadcast live on the huge screens on either side of the conference center stage, allowing the thousands of guests at the venue to see the recovery of the burns clearly.

Nangong Ming flicked his fingers lightly, cleaning the ointment off the hand of the patient he had treated, exposing the wound underneath.

"My wound... haha... my wound is healed... it’s healed..."

The patient treated by Nangong Ming was a young man, only eighteen or nineteen years old, who had burned the back of his left hand in an accident three days ago, and the treatment in the hospital had not been promising.

After being treated by Nangong Ming yesterday and getting a night’s rest, the young man surprisingly felt no more pain or itchiness, only a cool and refreshing sensation.

After removing the ointment, the young man lifted his palm in front of his face, stared incredulously, then with an excited face, extended his right hand, touched the healed skin a few times, and quickly burst into an ecstatic dance.

The young man’s thrill and excitement immediately drew the attention of the thousands of guests at the event.

Yesterday, this young man had displayed his wound to the thousands of guests present, which looked severely damaged and bloody—a frightening sight indeed.

But today, when the cameras once again focused on his wound, the image displayed on the big screen made all the guests’ eyes light up, followed by a chorus of astonished exclamations.

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