Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 279 - 279 279 Just When One Wave Settles Another Rises

279: Chapter 279: Just When One Wave Settles, Another Rises 279: Chapter 279: Just When One Wave Settles, Another Rises “If you haven’t lied, you are a bit stronger than that bungler Sun Pinghui,” Qin Han said indifferently.

Upon hearing these words, Shen Wansan felt a sinking feeling in his heart.

Sun Pinghui was the successor of Medicine King Valley, yet he was referred to as a bungler; what then, was he?

Barely stronger by a bit, what did that amount to?

“It’s no wonder the decline happened, sigh!” Qin Han lamented, his tone indescribably forlorn.

“May I dare to ask, Mister, when you said ‘truly understand,’ have you comprehended everything?” asked Shen Wansan cautiously!

As he asked this, there was also a bit of unwillingness in his heart.

Qin Han was so young, and Shen Wansan couldn’t believe that he could possibly have a deeper understanding of theory than himself, even if he might know many lost acupuncture techniques.

After all, one’s mental capacity is limited.

Zhong Meimei watched the scene, her eyes full of stars; ever since that tower defense incident, she believed Qin Han was the best doctor!

Then, turning her gaze towards the experts from the capital city who were trained by Qin Han like elementary students submitting homework to a teacher.

Zhang Yalin also pursed her lips and nudged Zhong Yuanliang, whispering in his ear, “He’s about to start showing off again.”

Turning her head to look at Xu Bingyan, the young girl’s eyes were also sparkling, making Ah Mu glance at Qin Han several times with annoyance.

“Am I the only one who has seen through this guy’s true colors?” Zhang Yalin thought to herself!

Under the watchful and expectant gaze of Shen Wansan, Qin Han nodded lightly and said indifferently, “If I didn’t know, why would I ask you??”

“Ah!” Shen Wansan exclaimed in shock after hearing this.

Chinese medicine is broad and profound; he had spent his entire life studying it and felt he had barely scratched the surface.

How could Qin Han possibly understand it all?

This was too unbelievable.

“Dr.

Qin, the decline of the Dragon Medicine Association can only be said to be a failure to keep up with the progress of the times, not a personal fault,” a middle-aged doctor spoke up at this moment.

It seemed like he was trying to help Shen Wansan save face, but he was actually suggesting that Chinese medicine was being eliminated by society.

The product of the current era was technology, with results obtained via various instruments being more accurate than the pulse diagnosis of Chinese medicine.

“There is no hierarchy in medicine; whatever can cure a disease is good.

But as a person from the Dragon nation, I don’t know why you so revere the power of technology.

Chinese medicine has been passed down for five thousand years, beginning with Shennong tasting hundreds of herbs.

Technology has only been around for a mere hundred years.

Were there any traces of technology during those empty four thousand years?” Qin Han looked at the middle-aged doctor and asked!

“I’m not saying technology is bad, but I am emphasizing that we should not break the chain of inheritance left by our ancestors.”

“But you just said…” the middle-aged doctor began to say again.

However, Qin Han did not give him a chance to speak, and after removing the Golden Needle from Pei Yuancan’s body, he immediately said, “Stop arguing with me, I don’t argue with fools.

You clearly can’t grasp the key point of my words.”

“You!” The middle-aged doctor said furiously.

Shen Wansan took a step forward and said earnestly, “Mr.

Qin’s medical skills make me admire you to the utmost degree.

Our visit today was presumptuous.”

“Since it’s so, I won’t keep you all.

However, there is one thing I’d like to say.”

Qin Han signaled Pei Yuancan that he could get dressed, and then slowly swept his gaze over everyone, took a deep breath, and said:

“As doctors, I hope for more sincerity and less formality.”

“Whether it’s traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, fundamentally, it’s all about healing and saving lives,” Qin Han said indifferently!

Upon hearing this, the people there seemed contemplative, then one after another, they took their leave, all except Shen Wansan, who stayed behind.

“Mr.

Qin, the ancients said, ‘The accomplished shall be the teacher.'” Shen Wansan looked at Qin Han with a serious expression as he spoke.

Upon hearing this, Qin Han became somewhat wary, looking at Shen Wanshan.

Surely this old man wasn’t asking to become his apprentice?

“My medical skills are not as advanced as yours, sir, but there is still something I must say.

I hope you won’t mind.

Young people should not be too arrogant and self-assured.

‘When the tree stands out in the forest, the wind will destroy it,'” said Pei Yuancan, his words carrying the weight of sincerity.

While his words might sound unpleasant, they were undeniably the sincere advice and warning from an elder.

Qin Han was not a man who couldn’t discern good from bad, so he didn’t get angry after Shen Wanshan finished speaking.

“Thank you for the reminder, I understand the principle,” Qin Han responded indifferently!

In fact, Qin Han was angry because these experts were completely arrogant, maintaining their dignity in front of patients to the point that it even affected him when diagnosing the ill.

“If that’s the case, I’ll take my leave.

I hope the next time I impose, you won’t turn me away,” Shen Wanshan said with a smile!

“Of course not,” Qin Han nodded.

After the experts from the capital left, Qin Han stopped Zhong Meimei and said indifferently, “Go back and tell Zhu Muchun that if there are any so-called experts coming in the future, don’t bring them to me for any exchanges.”

“Yes, Dr.

Qin,” Zhong Meimei said timidly as she looked at Qin Han, since it was she who had led this group over.

Seeing how Zhong Meimei was, Qin Han said with a smile, “I’m not blaming you.”

“Then I’ll head back first, Dr.

Qin,” Zhong Meimei replied with a sweet smile upon hearing his words.

As everyone left, Qin Han turned around intending to grab his teacup.

He had only had a sip of water all morning, and after all the talking, he was genuinely thirsty.

However, when Qin Han turned around, he was startled to find Zhang Yalin standing right behind him, her eyes staring intently at him.

“Don’t you know that scaring people can scare them to death?” Qin Han said irritably.

Zhang Yalin looked into Qin Han’s eyes seriously and asked, “Tell me the truth, did you keep a mistress at the first hospital?”

“I think you shouldn’t study traditional Chinese medicine, you should study to become a director,” Qin Han glanced at Zhang Yalin and said.

Zhang Yalin then glared at Qin Han and retorted, “Humph, just don’t let me catch you.

I’m watching over you on behalf of Sister Yu Wei!”

“Watching for what?

Go cook!” Qin Han replied, and then lay down on his Taishi Chair, never before realizing just how comfortable it was.

While Xu Bingyan and Zhang Yalin were preparing lunch, Zhang Henian was smiling as he said, “Mr.

Qin, you’ve offended a group of experts from the capital this time.

Do you think they will badmouth you?”

“It doesn’t matter, Elder Zhang.

We’re not even afraid of the media, so why fear a few lofty but mediocre people?” Qin Han said lightly.

Just as Qin Han had dealt with the group of experts on his end, he was unaware that in the office of Song Yuwei at Qingshi Wangfei Company, a young man was currently looking at Song Yuwei.

But the man’s gaze, filled with surprise and admiration when looking at Song Yuwei, wasn’t because she was the type to catch one’s eye at a glance with her stunning beauty, but on a closer look, it was clear that this woman perfectly blended innocence with a strong business presence, becoming more captivating the more one observed her.

“President Song, hello, I am Zhao Yulou, from the capital.

I would like to discuss a business deal with you,” Zhao Yulou said with a smile.

Having had the prior example of the Chen family, Song Yuwei felt a conditioned reflex of revulsion towards these aristocratic heirs.

So, upon hearing that Zhao Yulou came from the capital, Song Yuwei frowned and asked:

“What business?”