505: Chapter 505: Gathering of Geniuses 505: Chapter 505: Gathering of Geniuses The car stopped in front of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association building, and Liu Shiyi’s smile deepened as she looked at it.
Only now did she dare to fully believe that she had indeed stumbled upon a great opportunity to join the Chinese Medicine Representative Team.
She had been so excited last night that she couldn’t sleep, and at this moment, her emotions surged, and she became even more agitated.
Countless times she had passed by the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, but she never dared to stop, let alone have the qualifications to enter it.
Entering the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association was also the greatest wish and expectation her grandfather had had for Liu Shiyi since she was young, and it was her childhood dream.
Unexpectedly, this deeply buried dream had now been easily realized.
In Liu Shiyi’s heart, there was indeed a feeling that was hard to articulate.
“Miss Liu, Mr.
Tangyu, we’ve arrived at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, let me take you upstairs,” the driver said respectfully.
He had gone to Donglin University early this morning to pick up Tangyu and Liu Shiyi.
Tangyu got the news yesterday that Chairman Bi had summoned them for a meeting today, with arrangements to pick them up outside Donglin University.
“Let’s go, get out of the car.” Tangyu nudged Liu Shiyi, who then snapped out of her thoughts and calmed her emotions a bit before pushing the door open and stepping out of the car.
The driver, too, quickly walked ahead to lead the way.
Upon entering the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, Liu Shiyi curiously looked around, but carefully, as if she were entering a new hall.
Suddenly, her eyes widened, “Is that—Master Ouyang Mulin?”
“Yes, that’s Master Mulin,” the driver leading the way turned back and responded.
“It really is Master Ouyang Mulin!
I’ve often seen him on television and in newspapers, and I’ve always admired him very much.
I never expected to see him in person here,” Liu Shiyi was also excited.
Tangyu glanced at Master Ouyang Mulin, one of the Taishan Beidou of the Traditional Chinese Medicine community, a white-haired old man.
As for these people, Tangyu didn’t recognize them, nor did he have any admiration to speak of.
As for admiration, Tangyu in his life so far only admired one person, and it was not the Ghost Doctor, but himself.
Sometimes, Tangyu really admired himself.
Why was he so handsome, so talented, and his medical skills unparalleled?
Not daring to compare with his master, the Ghost Doctor, but it wasn’t far off, at least Tangyu had that confidence.
So, Tangyu admired himself—he was truly a genius.
Following the driver, they arrived at a large conference room with a big round table in the center that could seat twenty to thirty people, surrounded by a spacious area with rest zones and an information area.
There were already people in the meeting room who had arrived earlier.
That is to say, there weren’t a few who arrived early—there were already five.
Among them, Tangyu and Liu Shiyi did recognize two.
“Brother Tangyu, you’ve arrived.
This must be Miss Liu, whom Tangyu strongly recommended to Chairman Bi?” Rao Yuanzhi greeted them with a smile.
Liu Shiyi also looked at Rao Yuanzhi, nodded with a smile, and said, “You can just call me Liu Shiyi.
You are the famous Rao Yuanzhi from Donglin First Hospital, Donglin City’s ‘Number One Needle’, right?
I’m a classmate of your brother, Rao Yuanzhen; I’ve heard so much about you, like thunder piercing the ear.
In our college of Chinese medicine, we all see you as an idol, a goal to strive for.
It’s really an honor to meet you in person today.”
“Miss Liu, you flatter me.
I’m also a good friend of Tangyu, and since you are Tangyu’s friend, we don’t need to be so formal.
We’re all friends here,” Rao Yuanzhi said.
Tangyu pursed his lips and said, “She’s never praised me like that, so don’t act all humble after getting a compliment.”
Rao Yuanzhi laughed and said, “Brother Tangyu, you can’t blame me for that.
Maybe it’s because I’m a bit more handsome, a bit more charismatic than you.”
“That I cannot agree with at all.
If you said you were taller than me, I would’ve accepted that.
But if you’re saying you’re more handsome and have more charisma than me, then I must refute that with all my might,” Tangyu replied.
“Haha!”
With a chat and a joke, the atmosphere became much more relaxed.
The other three people were also watching this side, and clearly, they knew each other and gathered together.
It seemed as though two camps had formed, with Tangyu’s group on one side and the other three on the opposite side.
Tangyu’s gaze surveyed those three, who must be young geniuses from the Traditional Chinese Medicine community to have been invited to join the Chinese Medicine Representative Team.
“These three are young and promising, geniuses in Chinese medicine with quite a reputation.
The two in the middle on the left are called Yu Zhaoke and Shi Naixin, both disciples of famous masters whose teachers are Taishan Beidou of the Traditional Chinese Medicine community.
The one on the far right, he comes from a significant background—the descendant of the Divine Doctor Bian Que, Bian Tong.
It’s said his medical skills are exceptional, and this person is not from Donglin City; Chairman Bi must have invited him from elsewhere.
Rumor has it, he’s also referred to as a young divine doctor, a jack-of-all-trades, adept at acupuncture, cupping, concocting medicine—you name it.
There are also rumors that his family has inherited Bian Que’s medical scriptures.
Of course, these are just rumors, and whether they are true or not is unknown.
However, from what I know, he truly is a remarkable genius,” Rao Yuanzhi spoke assertively, clearly having a firm grasp of the Traditional Chinese Medicine community’s state of affairs.
Tangyu nodded indifferently—whatever background others had didn’t really concern him much.
The world of medicine was led by the Holy Doctor Sect; how powerful could these people be?
If even Rao Yuanzhi couldn’t surpass them, then he wouldn’t be fit to be the pride of the younger disciples of the Holy Doctor Sect.
Liu Shiyi, it seemed, had not heard of these three before.
“A descendant of Bian Que, are you serious?
Bian Que is a figure from one or two thousand years ago, even if he did have descendants, could it possibly be traced?” Liu Shiyi questioned.
Rao Yuanzhi shook his head with a smile and said, “However, after my investigation, its authenticity is more than eighty percent likely.”
“Really?” Liu Shiyi was somewhat surprised.
A family line, no matter how enduring, lasting over a thousand years was indeed very rare.
Even if there were any, many would have become untraceable by now.
While they were discussing those three, those three were also talking about Tangyu’s group.
With his keen hearing, Tangyu could indeed hear the conversation from the other side.
“Who are those two guys?
Rao Yuanzhi and his brother do have some skills, but do you know anything about these two?”
“Don’t know, that woman is pretty, though.”
“That woman is even less reliable, looks like just a student.
That guy doesn’t look like he knows anything about traditional Chinese medicine, I really don’t know how they got invited.”
Rao Yuanzhi’s hearing was also pretty good, he just shook his head and smiled at Tangyu, who didn’t seem to care either way.
The meeting room door opened, and three more people walked in together.
“Oh, three more geniuses have arrived, it’s pretty much as I expected,” Rao Yuanzhi said with a glint in his eye.
Tangyu looked over, and the three who entered were two men and one woman.
The two men certainly had an air of authority, looking handsome and tall, with a bit of the demeanor of leaders.
The woman, while not as pretty as Liu Shiyi, was still quite beautiful.
However, her dress was a bit ancient in style, which gave her a classic beauty.
I believe she would look even better in traditional costume.
These three did not approach any group but instead stood to one side, surveying the two groups assembled.
Now with ten people, it was divided into three camps.
Liu Shiyi looked around and asked, “What’s the big deal with these three?”
“The handsome guy in black on the left is Ye Mai, the descendant of the Medicine King.
The tall, handsome guy in white on the right is Ma Qiyu, the grandson of the Cupping King.
The beauty in the middle is Bi Wanting, the granddaughter of Chairman Bi,” Rao Yuanzhi explained.
Liu Shiyi clicked her tongue, “They really are from prestigious backgrounds.
I didn’t expect the descendants of those highly esteemed elders to be called out.
Looks like I really am quite out of place, I feel embarrassed to even stay.”
Tangyu patted Liu Shiyi’s shoulder and said, “You’re losing confidence again.
Don’t worry, you’re up to it, you’re not inferior to anyone.”
“But, I already am far behind,” Liu Shiyi said.
“Status and family are what you’re born into, strength is what you make for yourself,” Tangyu replied.
Liu Shiyi then felt a bit better and nodded.
“Hehe, the representatives this time are certainly a mixed bag.
They couldn’t find anyone better, so they just pulled in whoever they could to make up the numbers.
I wonder what qualifications some people have to be a representative and if they really think this traditional versus Western medicine exchange is a joke.
It’s like they think it’s just a child’s game.
It’s quite funny,” a man suddenly sneered, his words targeting Tangyu and Liu Shiyi with sarcasm.
From earlier introductions by Rao Yuanzhi, Tangyu knew this man was Yu Zhaoke, also a somewhat famous talented figure in traditional Chinese medicine.
People with talent often have a bit of arrogance.
“Hehe, we don’t have a choice in the matter, whatever we say is useless.
There aren’t enough people, so we need to bring some in to make up the numbers.
Besides, maybe some people have good connections.
Let’s just say less,” Shi Naixin also said, her words barbed.
“I’m just afraid certain people will drag us down and prevent us from winning.
This isn’t just about the reputation of Huaxia’s traditional Chinese medicine, but also about the honor of our Huaxia Country,” Yu Zhaoke said.
Hearing the ridicule from these two, Liu Shiyi’s face turned red with shame, like a ripe apple, wishing she could burrow into a hole and disappear.
The little confidence she had built up was instantly shattered.
At that moment, Liu Shiyi even thought about backing out, worried she would be a liability to the exchange event.
Angered, Tangyu took Liu Shiyi’s hand for comfort and looked at the two people, “Don’t speak too soon about dragging who down.
Also, I hope you speak with a bit more respect, or don’t blame me for being rude.
You can say whatever you want about me, I can’t be bothered to stoop to your level, but please show some respect for my friend.
And she’s a woman.
Shouldn’t you at least display basic gentlemanly behavior?”
“Humph, how laughable.
Am I too ignorant?
I dare to ask, which divine doctors do you two belong to?
I’ve never heard of you.
If I haven’t, I doubt you qualify to stand here.
I definitely have gentlemanly manners, but right now, the issue is bigger than the individual.
If you don’t like what I’m saying, then leave early.
This isn’t where you belong; you’ve come to the wrong place.
And take back what you said; how do you intend to be rude to me?” Yu Zhaoke scoffed.
“Let it be.
Since they’re here, they must have their strengths.
Let’s all say a bit less.
After all, we will be comrades in the future,” Bian Tong tried to mediate.
Liu Shiyi also pulled Tangyu’s arm, “Let it be, Tangyu.”
“I have more than a hundred ways to be unpleasant to you.
You better shut up and don’t try to provoke the little patience I have,” Tangyu said with a hint of coldness in his voice.