The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine Chapter 47 – Chapter 47: Chapter 47: Manager Yuan Kneels

Chapter 47: Chapter 47: Manager Yuan Kneels

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Of course I'm out to save lives.” Huang Xiaolong was not interested in arguing with the man.

The situation was urgent; there wasn't any time for delays.

Looking at the few silver needles in Huang Xiaolong's hand, the man in the white shirt was even more dismissive. He sarcastically said, “Chinese medicine? Barefooted quack? What a mess! Alright, alright! The ambulance is nearly here, you'd better move aside. If anything goes wrong, you won't be able to bear the responsibility.”

A bit annoyed, Huang Xiaolong asked, “And who are you?”

“Hehe, who am I?” A look of vanity appeared on the man in the white shirt's face. “Listen well, I'm Bai Hai, graduated from the Faculty of Medicine at the University of Cologne, Germany, holding a PhD in Clinical Medicine awarded by the university, currently a chief practitioner in neurology at the Binhai First People's Hospital. From what I can see, the victim probably had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage. Before the ambulance gets here, we need to take immediate action, ensuring the patient's airway isn't obstructed. We must loosen his clothes, recline his body and tilt his head back, facilitating saliva flow out of his mouth, and promptly clear any vomit from his mouth. In case he chokes, we should quickly clear out his mouth and perform artificial respiration…”

Bai Hai looked down on traditional Chinese medicine, considering it to be witchcraft; a deceitful trick. As a neurosurgeon, which is among the highest-earning professions in surgery, and with a salary several times that of an internist, Bai Hai was rich, talented, and inevitably a bit unruly. Therefore, his attitude towards Huang Xiaolong, a man dressed like a rural worker, was naturally hostile.

Huang Xiaolong, however, was carefully observing Bai Hai, “Oh my, a sudden brain hemorrhage? Did you buy your graduation certificate? Or is it a fake? There will definitely be many patients who will die because of your malpractice.”

After speaking, Huang Xiaolong didn't hesitate and quickly inserted a few silver needles into acupoints near Brother Zhao Qi's heart.

If there was someone knowledgeable here, they would fall to their knees in admiration of Huang Xiaolong's skill. His acupuncture technique was the long-lost “Soul-returning needle” technique from the thriving times of traditional Chinese medicine.

The spectators had hardly reacted when Huang Xiaolong finished.

“You've caused a disaster! You, a peasant, refused to step aside and practiced medicine recklessly. You dared to humiliate me in public, casting doubts on my competence!” Bai Hai felt extremely annoyed, his face darkening.

However, at that moment-

“Cough, cough!” Brother Zhao Qi, who had been unconscious, suddenly coughed a few times and actually got up from the ground. His face gradually turned from pale to rosy, his complexion becoming healthy, and his breathing became normal.

“What?!” Bai Hai was stunned.

The spectators were stunned too.

Song Yuru clenched her fists tightly, looking at Huang Xiaolong with admiration and newfound infatuation. She murmured, “Little Long, I knew you were the best! You're amazing!”

“Hahahaha! Young man, your medical skills are incredible!” Brother Zhao Qi grabbed Huang Xiaolong's hand. “My heart condition is chronic, and I forgot to take my medicine this morning. If it wasn't for you, I would've been done for right here. Thanks can't express my gratitude. If you ever have any troubles in Binhai, just mention my name, Brother Zhao Qi.”

While Brother Zhao Qi was speaking, his complexion became even healthier, and he kept praising Huang Xiaolong with rosy cheeks full of life, “Young man, you must be only in your early twenties, right? Your medical skills are extraordinary, so much so that it feels like a miracle. Not only does my heart not hurt now, but it also feels warm, even more effective than taking my medicine…lt's true! The hero is young! Young man, what's your name?”

“Oh, no need to be so courteous, I'm Huang Xiaolong,” Huang Xiaolong said with a broad grin, “just happy to help.”

“Huang Xiaolong? Hmm…Nice name, nice name.” Brother Zhao Qi remembered Huang Xiaolong's name, then turned to look at Bai Hai. There was contempt and even a touch of anger in his eyes. “Doctor Bai from the First People's Hospital, right? A sudden cerebral hemorrhage?! What a joke! If I had let you quacks treat me, I'd already be dead! Misdiagnosing the cause of illness…l think Doctor Little Long's right. Your graduation certificate must be bought!

Quack!”

Although Brother Zhao Qi had just fainted, he was still aware of the surrounding circumstances and what was said. It was clear to everyone around.

After he said this, everyone present looked at Bai Hai with ridicule.

Bai Hail s previous remarks on treating sudden cerebral hemorrhage now seemed utterly ironic. “A real quack indeed.”

“Hilarious, it's clearly a heart disease, and he seriously diagnosed it as a sudden brain hemorrhage, hahaha.”

“So the doctors at the First People's Hospital are less professional than a country doctor.”

“If you get sick in the future, make sure not to go to the First People's Hospital, and don't see any doctors with the surname Bai – it would be like toying with your life.”

“I'll post this online when I get home and call on netizens to boycott the First People's Hospital.'

Hearing these comments, Bai Hai wished he could crawl into a hole!

This was more than just being slapped in the face publicly; the reputation of the First People's Hospital was seriously damaged!

'Damn it, this country bumpkin's unbearable! If this gets out, I'll probably…probably get fired…Damn, I have to save face. If I don't, it wouldn't just be embarrassing, I won't be able to survive in the medical world of Binhai.'

“Listen to me!” Bai Hai proclaimed with a sense of righteousness. “I admit, this peasant has some skills in traditional Chinese acupuncture. However, he might have just gotten lucky. Western medicine needs various medical equipment to diagnose patients, and as I have none on me – so it's not fair! The discussions and judgments you made about me are unjust!”

“Here, I am going to -” Bai Hai pointed at Huang Xiaolong. “Issue a challenge! I challenge you, putting my personal the reputation on the line! Do you dare to accept?”

Bai Hai swore that he would regain his lost face, and also redeem the reputation for the First People's Hospital!

“Really? You want to challenge me?” Huang Xiaolong was bewildered.

He was confident that when it came to medical skills, he was the best in the world, unrivaled!

The idea that this guy wants to challenge him in medical skills is ludicrous!

“What are you going to challenge me with?” Huang Xiaolong asked, perplexed. “Think carefully. It's one thing to have one's pride wounded once, but to be defeated repeatedly by the same person implies that one is completely clueless.”

“Pfft-           Little Long, your comments are harsh.” Song Yuru said, her smile radiant.

“Hmph! Do you think you're actually good? Today was just your lucky day. Leave me your phone or Wechat number. Three days later, I'll tell you what and where the challenge will be.” Bai Hai narrowed his eyes, speaking ominously.

By now, Brother Zhao Qi's condition had completely stabilized. He felt refreshed, almost like floating in the air and admired Huang Xiaolong's medical skills greatly.

He even had his suspicions that Huang Xiaolong might be a descendant of an ancient, renowned medical lineage.

“Hahaha, interesting, very interesting,” Brother Zhao Qi laughed. “A competition of this sort needs some stakes. I, Zhao Qi, am willing to put up 1 million yuan. If Doctor Little Long wins, then this 1 million yuan belongs to him. If Doctor Bai wins, then this money will be donated to the First People's Hospital to buy medical equipment. How about it?”

After saying this, Brother Zhao Qi looked at Huang Xiaolong, as if seeking his agreement.

“1 million yuan?” Huang Xiaolong's heart was stirred, “You're not joking? If I beat him, there really is 1 million yuan?”

“Hahahah— Doctor Little Long, I Zhao Qi always keep my word.” Brother Zhao Qi laughed. “1 million yuan! Cold hard cash of 1 million yuan!”

Good heavens! 1 million yuan! This wouldn't even be ill-gotten gains from gambling!

“Okay okay okay! I accept your challenge!” Huang Xiaolong eagerly gave Bai Hai his phone and WeChat numbers, acting as if the 1 million yuan was already in his pocket.

“Country bumpkin, wait and see!” Bai Hai gave Huang Xiaolong a vicious look. “You want to ruin me, I'll make sure you hit rock bottom!”

After that, Bai Hai left the sales office feeling downcast.

“I never thought about ruining you… tsk, tsk, city folks sure are petty.” Huang Xiaolong said, speechless.

“Doctor Little Long, not only is this guy mediocre in medicine, he's narrow-minded too. Teach him a lesson,” Brother Zhao Qi laughed heartily.

“Come, sit with us for a while.'

Huang Xiaolong, accompanied by Song Yuru, sat down with Brother Zhao Qi on a sofa.

“Doctor Little Long, your girlfriend is stunning.” Brother Zhao Qi looked at them appreciatively and complimented, not at all insincere. Song Yuru was indeed a radiant beauty.

“Indeed, my wife is definitely the most beautiful.” Huang Xiaolong said with a broad smile.

Song Yuru didn't deny it, but shyly lowered her head.

After a brief chat, Huang Xiaolong removed the silver needle from Brother Zhao Qi's chest area. “Brother Zhao Qi, you have a persistent problem with your heart. But I can help you eliminate it completely and give you a healthy heart.”

Brother Zhao Qi was shocked and ecstatic!

His long-standing heart condition was a constant struggle. He was a man of immense wealth and revered in the underworld of Binhai, but what point was money and secular success compared to a healthy heart?

“Doctor Little Long, can you really…” The usually stoic Zhao Qi was trembling with emotion.

“No problem, Brother Zhao Qi. We can just add each other on WeChat. I'll contact you whenever I have time.” Huang Xiaolong laughed, thinking that the business had fallen into his lap again. Happiness be, another opportunity to earn money!

At that moment, Manager Yuan from the sales department came over, looking eager to please. “Brother Qi, you're all right now?”

“Oh, thank you for your concern. I am fine.” Brother Zhao Qi waved dismissively without even a glance at Manager Yuan.

Of course, this is reasonable. This sales manager, at best, is just a high-salaried worker, totally unqualified to converse with Brother Zhao Qi.

“Then… then… Brother Qi, take care. I won't bother you now.” Manager Yuan smiled sycophantically.

“Wait…” Huang Xiaolong looked at Manager Yuan. “Why were you cursing at my wife just now? Did you bully her and withhold her salary? You said I was ill-mannered, what gives you the right to say that about me?”

“Huh? That happened too?” On hearing Huang Xiaolong's words, Brother Zhao Qi's eyes widened and he glared at Manager Yuan with a hint of menace. “You? You insignificant person, dare to insult Doctor Little Long and his wife? What's your name? Offending Doctor Little Long and his wife, I can ruin you, believe it or not?”

Brother Zhao Qi's oppressive demeanor swept over Manager Yuan. He felt like he had been struck by lightning, and he fell to his knees with a thud.

His face turned pale as ash!

Chapter end