Chapter 624 Crowned Medicine King!
Before the words were even finished, Qin Weizhong put down his phone and turned his gaze to Chen Xuan. Old Huang also looked over, both with expressions of disbelief.
"Young man, you're not joking, are you?"
Qin Weizhong frowned and said.
Chen Xuan had shown remarkable skill in basic acupuncture, but in Qin Weizhong's opinion, that was due to Chen Xuan's talent.
However, healing and saving lives wasn't just about talent; it was more about the accumulation of time, which led to the saying: the more experienced, the more extraordinary.
It was for this reason that Qin Weizhong had placed all his hopes on Old Huang from the beginning. If Old Huang was unable to treat the patients, his first action would be to notify the provincial governor, not call Chen Xuan.
However, the one thing that piqued Qin Weizhong's curiosity was Chen Xuan's extreme composure as he watched him, showing no trace of panic, something that a twenty-something young man could hardly display.
Could it be that this young man could actually heal them?
Before Chen Xuan could speak, Old Huang said, "President Qin, don't believe him, he's talking nonsense!"
As long as Chen Xuan couldn't cure these patients, even if it was a draw, he still had a chance to contend for the title of Jiangnan Medicine King.
As for whether these people lived or died, what did it matter to him?
"I'm talking nonsense? If you're so capable, then cure them yourself!" Chen Xuan said coldly.
Old Huang's expression froze.
Chen Xuan snorted and looked at Qin Weizhong, saying, "President Qin, since Old Huang has no solution, why not try to cure a dying horse as if it were a living one."
"President Qin... you can't believe him!" Old Huang hurriedly said.
"Enough, let this young man try," Qin Weizhong said.
Old Huang opened his mouth, unable to utter a word.
Although Old Huang was the previous Jiangnan Medicine King, in front of Qin Weizhong, the overlord of the Jiangnan provincial medical community, he had no temper at all.
Qi Weizhong might not be as skilled as Old Huang in medicine, but he had more power. He could easily find an excuse to force someone into retirement.
Furthermore, Old Huang had another thought: this guy had said it himself, treating a dying horse as if it were a living one, he must be trying his luck!
Chen Xuan nodded, walked over with his silver needles, and quickly inserted them into the patients. His movements were fluid and graceful, a pleasure to behold!
Even Old Huang couldn't help but glance at him more, while Qin Weizhong praised him without reservation, "Good, very good!"
"What's the use of having good technique if it can't cure diseases?" Old Huang said sourly.
"Please help me decoct a medicinal soup, three bowls of water to be boiled down to one bowl."
Chen Xuan ignored Old Huang's sarcasm, retracted his silver needles, and turned to the female doctor.
He handed the prescribed medicinal formula to the female doctor.
"Okay."
Although this female doctor was a Western medicine practitioner, she had also taken courses in Traditional Chinese Medicine and knew how to decoct herbs, so she hurried to do so.
Soon, the medicinal soup was ready, and Chen Xuan and the female doctor quickly administered it to the patients.
Suddenly, the female doctor screamed, "Quick, quick!"
"What's wrong? Has someone died?"
Old Huang's heart leaped with joy, and he hurried over. But the scene that followed made his face change drastically.
The patients, whose faces had been covered with a layer of frost moments ago, now had rosy complexions and steady breathing. Some were already slowly opening their eyes.
"How is this possible?"
Old Huang's heart trembled, and he looked at the scene in disbelief.
He couldn't believe that Chen Xuan had cured the patients he couldn't, so he rushed over to feel the pulse of the patient next to the female doctor. Soon, his pupils contracted, revealing intense shock: "The pulse was chaotic just now, how could it be so stable now?"
He then felt the pulse of other patients, but all those who had drunk the medicine prescribed by Chen Xuan had their pulses restored to normal.
"Wonderful, wonderful! I never expected young Chen Xuan to possess such astonishing medical skills. It is truly a blessing for the Jiangnan Traditional Chinese Medicine community!"
Qin Weizhong clasped Chen Xuan's hand and said excitedly.
Now that Chen Xuan had cured the patients, it would undoubtedly bring him prestige in front of the provincial governor. Chen Xuan had helped him immensely.
"President Qin is too kind!" Chen Xuan said calmly, neither flattered nor humbled.
Chen Xuan's composed demeanor brightened Qin Weizhong's eyes, and he nodded in approval, "Good, very good!"
Qin Weizhong immediately announced, "I declare Chen Xuan the champion of this year's Medicine King Competition, awarding him the title of Medicine King!"
There was a moment of silence from the surroundings, followed by thunderous applause.
"This young man is too amazing!"
"Well deserved!"
"The hope of China's Traditional Chinese Medicine!"
There were all sorts of speculations about Chen Xuan's advancement, with some even suspecting that Chen Xuan had used underhanded means.
However, in the final match, Chen Xuan not only displayed divine silver needle techniques but also showcased superb medical skills and noble medical ethics. In any aspect, Chen Xuan's performance had completely conquered the audience.
In contrast, Old Huang was vastly inferior and worthy of scorn.
Facing everyone's applause, Chen Xuan stood proudly, showing no trace of nervousness. This state of mind was far beyond that of ordinary scions of wealthy families.
All eyes were on Chen Xuan, filled with envy and admiration. As for the young women, their breathing quickened, and many secretly made Chen Xuan their crush.
"The new Medicine King is so handsome, I wish I could get his phone number!"
"From now on, the Medicine King is my idol. I will use his picture as my wallpaper, and I will make a plush toy to hug every night before sleeping!"
"That's nothing, I'm going to print the Medicine King's photo on my underwear..."
Similarly, the female doctor closest to Chen Xuan stared at Chen Xuan with shining eyes, filled with endless admiration.
After Chen Xuan displayed his brilliant medical skills moments ago, this female doctor immediately became Chen Xuan's fan, and Old Huang had long been forgotten by her.
Chen Xuan noticed the female doctor and couldn't help but be a little surprised.
Although she was wearing a mask, he could still feel that this female doctor was very beautiful, definitely a nine-point beauty.
As for her figure, she was very tall and slender, her waist as if it could be held in one hand, and her chest was remarkably ample. Overall, she was comparable to a supermodel.
As for Old Huang, his face had turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and his gaze towards Chen Xuan was filled with venom!
You brat, how dare you snatch my Medicine King title, you're as good as dead!
After that, a simple ceremony was held, and Chen Xuan received the certificate and credentials of the Medicine King.
Qin Weizhong smiled and said, "Mr. Chen, to celebrate your achievement as the Medicine King, our Medical Association is also holding a party. Shall we go together?"
Chen Xuan didn't particularly like these so-called parties, but since it was their first meeting, he agreed.
Then Qin Weizhong looked at Old Huang and said with a smile, "Old Huang, although you lost, your medical skills still convince everyone. Why don't you join us?"
Old Huang's face turned green and then white, and he said, "President Qin, I'm feeling a bit unwell, so I won't be going."
With that, Old Huang turned and left.
Everyone watched Old Huang's retreating figure and shook their heads.
Old Huang wasn't unwell; he was clearly upset!