The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

“Of course I’m going to save him.” Huang Xiaolong did not want to waste words on this guy.

This was an urgent situation and there was no room for delay.

Looking at the few silver needles in Huang Xiaolong’s hand, the guy white shirt was even more disdainful. “Traditional Chinese Medicine? A Barefoot Doctor[1]? Quit messing around! Alright, alright, the ambulance is coming soon. You, just move aside. If something really happens, you can’t bear the responsibility.”

Huang Xiaolong was also slightly annoyed. “Who are you again?”

“Haha…Who am I?” A look of arrogance suddenly appeared on the face of the guy in a white shirt. “Listen clearly. Bai Hai, graduated from the Faculty of Medicine of the University of Cologne, Germany, has a doctorate in clinical medicine awarded by the school, and currently working as an attending physician in brain surgery at Coast City First People’s Hospital. Judging from the situation of the injured, it should be a sudden cerebral hemorrhage. Before the ambulance arrives, we must take immediate measures to ensure that the injured person’s respiratory tract is unblocked. Loosen his collar, take the lateral position and tilt his head back so that oral secretions can flow out on their own and promptly remove the injured person’s vomit. Once he starts to choke, we should clean his mouth as soon as possible and provide artificial respiration…”

This Bai Hai was an overseas returnee[2]. His very being looked down on Chinese medicine. He thought that Chinese medicine was witchcraft and deceptive tricks. On top of that, he was a brain surgeon. Brain surgeons had the highest wages among surgeons and the average income of surgeons was usually several times that of physicians. Basically, Bai Hai was young, rich, and talented, and he could not help but be a bit rebellious. At that time, his attitude toward Huang Xiaolong, who was dressed as a peasant, was naturally terrible.

Huang Xiaolong looked at Bai Hai carefully. “Oh my God, a sudden cerebral hemorrhage? This…Did you buy your graduation certificate with money? Or it was a fake certificate…In the future, surely many patients will be killed by you.”

After speaking those words, Huang Xiaolong did not hesitate further. He moved his hands a few times quickly and poked a few silver needles into the acupuncture points near the heart of Brother Zhao Qi.

If there were people who knew what was happening, they would have to kneel and address Huang Xiaolong as ‘father’. Huang Xiaolong’s acupuncture technique was the “soul-retrieving poke” that had long been lost in the Chinese medical field. It was created through the hard work of the palace doctors in the Northern Song Dynasty.

Before the onlookers had time to react, Huang Xiaolong completed the pokes.

“You’re in trouble! Big trouble! You little farmer, be prepared to be thrown in prison this time!” Huang Xiaolong did not show the man respect at all, stubbornly administered medicine, and even openly humiliated him. This made Bai Hai very unhappy. His face was so gloomy that it could drip water.

However, at that moment…

“Cough cough…” Brother Zhao Qi, who was in a coma, suddenly coughed a few times, and then he got up from the ground. His face turned from pale to rosy, the color of his face was restored, and his breathing was back to normal.

“What?!” Bai Hai was a little dumbfounded.

The onlookers were also surprised.

Song Yuru’s clenched her fist. She looked at Huang Xiaolong full of admiration and a touch of strange sentiment, and muttered to herself, “Xiaolong, I know you are the most capable! You are the best!”

“Hahahaha… Little brother, your medical skills are really good!” Brother Zhao Qi grabbed Huang Xiaolong’s hand. “My heart…it is an inveterate illness. I forgot to take medicine this morning… If it weren’t for you, I would not be standing here. Thank you so much for your help today. If you encounter any trouble in Coast City in the future, you can just mention my name…”

As he said that, Brother Zhao Qi’s face looked healthier and more ruddy. He held Huang Xiaolong’s hand tightly and was full of praise for Huang Xiaolong, “Little brother, you are only in your early twenties? You are so young and your medical skills are already so incredible. Not only is the pain gone, but my heart feels warm, it’s better than taking medicine…Little brother, what’s your name?”

“Oh, you’re welcome, my name is Huang Xiaolong.” Huang Xiaolong grinned. “It’s nothing.”

“Huang Xiaolong? Hmm…good name, good name.” Brother Zhao Qi noted Huang Xiaolong’s name and then turned around to look at Bai Hai. There was a trace of contempt and even anger in his eyes. “Doctor Bai from the First People’s Hospital, right? Sudden cerebral hemorrhage? Absurd! If I were to let you quack doctors treat me, I would have died! Sudden cerebral hemorrhage?! You even got the cause of it wrong. I think Dr. Xiaolong was right. It was very likely that your graduation certificate was bought! Quack doctor!”

Although Brother Zhao Qi had been paralyzed just now, he still heard very clearly what happened around him, who was there, and what they said.

Everyone present looked at Bai Hai mockingly.

Bai Hai’s remarks on the treatment of sudden cerebral hemorrhage just now were ironic in hindsight.

“What a quack doctor.”

“It’s so funny. It’s obviously a heart attack, and he could say with a serious face that it’s sudden cerebral hemorrhage, hahahaha…”

“Turns out that the doctors at the First People’s Hospital are not as professional as village doctors.”

“If you are sick in the future, you must not go to the First People’s Hospital for treatment, let alone look for the doctor with the surname Bai. It would be life-threatening.”

“When I go home, I will put up a post, calling on the majority of netizens and friends not to go to the First People’s Hospital for medical treatment.”

…

When he heard these comments, Bai Hai just wanted to crawl into a hole!

Not only was he slapped in the face in public, but even the reputation of the First People’s Hospital was seriously affected!

‘F*ck, what a nasty little farmer! Once word gets out, I’m afraid…I’m afraid I will be fired…D*mn, I have to make up for it somehow. Losing face is one thing, I won’t be able to stand tall within the medical field in Coast City…’

“Listen to me, everyone!” Bai Hai struck a righteous look. “I admit that this little farmer has some capabilities in Traditional Chinese Medicine and acupuncture. However, he may have been lucky just now. Every dog has its day. Besides, our western doctors need various medical equipment. Medical equipment is used to diagnose the sickness of the wounded. I didn’t carry any equipment with me, so—it’s unfair! Everyone’s comments and judgments about me are unfair!”

“Here, I want to…” Bai Hai pointed to Huang Xiaolong. “Challenge you! With my own reputation on the line, I will challenge you! Do you dare to take on the challenge?”

Bai Hai swore that he must get revenge through his own hands and to win honor for the First People’s Hospital!

“Huh? You want to challenge me?” Huang Xiaolong looked dazed.

He was confident that in terms of medical skills, he was the best in the world, unmatched!

This guy actually wanted to challenge himself in medical skills. Was there something wrong with his brain?

“How do you want to challenge me?” Huang Xiaolong said with a confused expression. “You have to consider it through. If a person gets humiliated once, there is nothing wrong about it, but if the person is slapped in the face continuously by the same person, then there’s something wrong with the person’s head.”

“Puff… Xiaolong, you are very straightforward.” Song Yuru smiled like a flower beside him.

“Bleh! Do you really think you are that good? Today, you just got lucky. How about this, leave me your phone number or WeChat ID. After three days, I will tell you the objective and location of the challenge,” Bai Hai squinted his eyes and said darkly.

At that time, Brother Zhao Qi’s condition had completely stabilized and his whole person was refreshed—he felt like he was in heaven. He really admired Huang Xiaolong’s medical skills.

He even wondered whether Huang Xiaolong was a descendant of an ancient family of Chinese medicine.

“Hahaha, interesting, interesting.” Brother Zhao Qi laughed and interjected. “Well, this kind of competition won’t work without a prize. I, Zhao Qi, am willing to invest 1 million yuan. If Dr. Xiaolong wins, then this 1 million yuan will belong to Dr. Xiaolong. If Dr. Bai wins, this money would be donated to the First People’s Hospital to purchase medical equipment. How about that?”

After he finished speaking, Brother Zhao Qi looked at Huang Xiaolong with a look as if he was asking for his opinion.

“1 million yuan?” Huang Xiaolong’s heart skipped a beat. “Are you kidding? If I win, there’s really 1 million in it for me?”

“Hahahaha… Doctor Xiaolong, I have always kept my words.” Brother Zhao Qi laughed. “1 million yuan! Actual 1 million yuan!”

Oh my God! 1 million yuan! And this was not ill-gotten gains from gambling money!

“Okay! I accept your challenge!” Huang Xiaolong was very excited and eagerly told Bai Hai his cell phone number and WeChat ID. It seemed that 1 million yuan had already entered his pocket.

“Little farmer, just you wait!” Bai Hai gave Huang Xiaolong a vicious look. “You want me to be ruined, and I want you to be defeated!”

After he finished speaking, Bai Hai left the sales office promptly.

“I never thought of ruining you… Tsk tsk, the people in the city are so sensitive.” Huang Xiaolong was speechless.

“Doctor Xiaolong, this guy is not only terrible in medical skills but also too narrow-minded. When the time comes, teach him a lesson.” Brother Zhao Qi laughed heartily. “Come, Doctor Xiaolong, let’s sit here for a while.”

Huang Xiaolong brought along Song Yuru and sat on a sofa with Brother Zhao Qi.

“Doctor Xiaolong, your girlfriend is so beautiful.” Brother Zhao Qi observed and began to sucker up to Huang Xiaolong. But the bootlicking was not untrue—Song Yuru was indeed very beautiful and youthful.

“That’s true, my wifey is the most beautiful,” Huang Xiaolong said with a smile.

Song Yuru did not try to deny it either. She lowered her head shyly.

After chatting for a while, Huang Xiaolong removed out the silver needle situated near the heart of Brother Zhao Qi and put it away, “Brother Zhao Qi, your heart condition is an inveterate illness, but I can eradicate the stubborn disease for you and let you have a young and healthy heart.”

“Ahh!!!!”

Brother Zhao Qi was shocked and ecstatic!

The perennial heart disease had practically caused Brother Zhao Qi to fight against the God of Death every day. It was true that he had great wealth, and he was also respected among the mafias in Coast City, but money and worldly fame were nothing compared to a healthy heart.

“Dr. Xiaolong, you…you really…” The ex-Mafia Boss choked, unable to find words to express himself.

“No problem, Brother Zhao Qi. I will add you as a WeChat friend later, and I will contact you when I have time.” Huang Xiaolong smiled and thought excitedly, ‘Business is coming again! There is money to be made again! Such happiness…’

At that time, Manager Yuan from the sales office walked over with a pleasant expression, “Brother Qi, are you okay?”

“Oh, thanks, I’m fine.” Brother Zhao Qi waved his hand airily without even looking at Manager Yuan.

After all, a sales office manager of his caliber was at best a high-paid wage earner, and he was not qualified to talk to Brother Zhao Qi.

“That… that…Brother Qi, take care of your body. I won’t bother you any longer.” Manager Yuan smiled.

“Wait…” Huang Xiaolong looked at Manager Yuan. “Why did you scold my wife just now? Did you bully her and not pay her? Also, you said I was uneducated, why did you say that?”

“Eh? What’s the matter?” Upon hearing Huang Xiaolong’s words, Brother Zhao Qi’s eyes widened and he stared at Manager Yuan with a fierce look in his eyes. “You? Just a little guy who dares to humiliate Doctor Xiaolong and bully Doctor Xiaolong’s wife? What’s your name? You’ve offended Doctor Xiaolong and his wife. I can have you killed, do you believe that?”

The big boss’ vibes directly overpowered Manager Yuan. It was as though he was being struck by thunder. His legs buckled and he fell to his knees with a bang.

His face was the color of the mud!

[1] informal doctors in the village who are not recognized in the national establishment. In laymen terms, the villagers call those doctors who are barefoot in the fields to be barefoot doctors.

[2] someone who returned to their home country after finishing their studies overseas