I Became a Medical Genius in the 80s-Chapter 737 - 736: This Talisman Medium Belongs to My Friend
Two security guards heard the commotion here and quickly came over. They were only in charge of security, not the attendees, but Qiu Liang was someone they recognized as a regular committee member of the Association, while they were much less familiar with Jiang Mingzhong.
The security guards here were no fools. They knew these doctors had many personal grudges, and they didn’t want to blame anyone unjustly.
So they sized up Jiang Mingzhong briefly, and one tall and slender guard politely asked Jiang Mingzhong, "Hello, do you have an invitation?"
The so-called invitation was something that could prove one’s identity as a Mystic Doctor, like a talisman medium or talisman powder.
If it were the past, Jiang Mingzhong would certainly face two guards with great arrogance, disdaining to prove anything to them. But having been influenced by Beisitian recently, he had grown much calmer.
"Here’s my talisman medium." Jiang Mingzhong shook the talisman medium briefly and then put it away.
Even though it was quick, the guards still saw clearly, and the surrounding people also noticed. Among those who saw clearly, several showed surprised expressions.
Among them was Qiu Liang, who felt that the talisman medium seemed different from the typical ones, but Jiang Mingzhong moved so fast that he couldn’t discern it.
The two security guards exchanged a look. Fortunately, they weren’t inexperienced rookies; otherwise, they might have fallen for a trap. They quickly smiled and said, "Sorry to disturb you. Enjoy your meal!"
As they were about to leave, Qiu Liang’s face turned sullen, and he reprimanded, "Just because someone has a talisman medium, does it mean they’re a Mystic Doctor?"
Qiu Liang knew the guards were of no use, but he seized the opportunity to provoke. He turned to Jiang Mingzhong and said, "Teacher Jiang, this isn’t about you, but everyone knows your spirit has deteriorated. Also, that talisman medium looked quite familiar to me. A friend of mine just lost an Essence Qi Talisman medium. Could it be you picked it up?"
Qiu Liang’s words truly aimed to wound. He phrased it as "picked up," but who couldn’t hear the implication that Jiang Mingzhong’s talisman medium was stolen!
Quite a few people were watching with keen interest. It wasn’t their drama, so of course, they watched with relish. This kind of spectacle was even more engaging than the competition.
Jiang Mingzhong’s face turned completely dark. Qiu Liang had repeatedly targeted him since he appeared, and even a clay idol would be incensed.
"What did you say!"
"What did I say? Surely Teacher Jiang understands. Just bring out that talisman medium and let me see. It’ll be clear if it’s my friend’s." Qiu Liang said.
With just a glimpse earlier, the talisman medium seemed like a high-grade one.
"Yes, show it to everyone."
"For your own innocence, please show it to everyone."
"Come on, show it."
There were several who chimed in, some genuinely interested in the fleeting glimpse of the talisman medium, and others were Qiu Liang’s people, helping to stir the situation.
If it were just Qiu Liang, it would be manageable, but with so many people around, Jiang Mingzhong felt troubled as he looked on with an increasingly grim expression.
The talisman medium appeared distinct from ordinary ones. That’s why Jiang Mingzhong quickly showed it and put it away, but he didn’t expect that even such speed would attract attention.
This was just a corner of the banquet; disputes were inevitable in such a large venue. Yet due to the guards’ actions earlier, this commotion drew considerable attention.
This was precisely the effect Qiu Liang wanted; he wanted everyone to see that Jiang Mingzhong, this useless person, had returned.
An elderly, frail man was also among the crowd. He was somewhat hunched, with little flesh on him, but his eyes were deep and penetrating. The wrinkles beside his mouth were like deep grooves, and his insect-like eyes seemed capable of killing mosquitoes.
Beside him stood a charming girl, showing a mocking expression as she looked in Jiang Mingzhong’s direction.
"Grandfather, look at him, that Jiang fellow is like a stray dog. I’ve had people inquire these past days, and he was kicked out by his son and daughter-in-law," Guan Baoyun said with a smile.
Guan Tongshan nodded, "A useless person. Just send people to drive him away then."
"Understood, Grandfather," Guan Baoyun replied with a smile.
This meant Guan Tongshan had no intention of intervening, so Guan Baoyun had no reservations. Didn’t Jiang Mingzhong have someone influential backing him? Let them come to rescue him!
Guan Baoyun got clever, avoiding stepping up herself and instead sending others. Even if she couldn’t drive Jiang Mingzhong out, she could at least annoy him as interest.
When he realizes that Beisitian, that wretch, can’t save him, he’ll regret following Beisitian.
Guan Baoyun hadn’t specifically instructed Qiu Liang to do anything. She only mentioned that Grandfather Guan Tongshan detested shameless people like Jiang, whose spirit had long deteriorated. After being driven out by his family, he returned here to deceive others.
Qiu Liang had been ingratiating himself with Guan Tongshan, so he certainly understood the message. Years ago, he took the chance to stomp on Jiang Mingzhong, and now he could do the same.
Since Guan Tongshan didn’t intervene and Guan Baoyun didn’t stop him, Qiu Liang felt he was on the right path, becoming increasingly aggressive towards Jiang Mingzhong.
Wei Zhongxun stood in the crowd, initially wanting to go over and help Elder Jiang. Such situations were hard for those involved to escape from, requiring an outsider’s intervention. But when he saw Beisitian shaking her head at him from afar, he stopped.
Master is testing Elder Jiang?
No, Elder Jiang wasn’t specialized in diplomacy, and as the person involved, he couldn’t handle the situation. Most people would be helpless.
Wei Zhongxun knew Beisitian must have a plan, so he quietly stood in the crowd.
The inciting grew, and Jiang Mingzhong’s expression grew more somber as he looked coldly at the crowd.
Among the crowd were former friends, but some avoided the scene feeling it inappropriate, while others stood without any concerns, being spectators, completely ignoring Jiang Mingzhong’s feelings.
Suddenly, a man in his fifties sighed and stepped out, saying, "Alright, everyone, let’s quiet down. I have known Mingzhong for over ten years now, and he’s not the type to steal. Don’t let yourselves be used as scapegoats."
After he said this, Qiu Liang’s face turned ugly, his eyes fixed on the man as if wanting to see through him. Naturally, some realized they were being led astray, while others simply wanted to see the talisman medium as Qiu Liang had said.
Jiang Mingzhong was quite surprised, casting a glance at the man. Though their relationship was not excessively close, just friendly enough to chat when meeting. He hadn’t imagined this person would speak on his behalf.
The man turned to Jiang Mingzhong and said, "Mingzhong, just show them the talisman medium. It can’t be decided solely by someone’s word."
