I Became a Medical Genius in the 80s-Chapter 738 - 737: Not as Pretty as That Woman

Jiang Mingzhong knew he had no choice but to take it out now; rather than being forced to lose face, it was better to use Zhou Rentong’s offer as a way out.

Jiang Mingzhong nodded expressionlessly, "Let’s consider it as giving Brother Zhou a face."

As he spoke, he held the talisman medium in his hand.

Qiu Liang stared at the talisman medium, reaching out to take it, but Jiang Mingzhong swiftly pulled his hand back, frowning at him.

Qiu Liang was taken aback, his expression not looking good and a bit awkward, he scoffed, "How can we verify it’s my friend’s without taking a closer look? It certainly looks very familiar."

"Where’s this friend of yours?" Jiang Mingzhong sneered.

Qiu Liang raised his eyebrows, "If my friend comes, will you agree to return the talisman medium to him?" He tried to divert the topic. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Zhou Rentong couldn’t stand Qiu Liang’s behavior, "How can you be sure this talisman medium is your friend’s? We can’t just take your word for it."

Qiu Liang glared coldly at Zhou Rentong, feeling utterly annoyed by this old guy. Once today was over, he’d definitely deal with him properly!

"Hmph, and he can’t just claim the talisman medium is his either; what if it was taken without permission?"

Taking something without permission amounts to theft, and stating it plainly wouldn’t make much difference.

Jiang Mingzhong laughed. He had seen shameless people before, but never someone so shameless. Pointing at Qiu Liang’s pants, he said, "Where did you steal these pants from?"

Qiu Liang was startled, "What did you say?"

"Even though you’re wearing them, you can’t just say they’re yours. What if you took them without permission?"

The crowd burst into laughter, this retort was completely spot on!

Qiu Liang’s face turned dark, Jiang Mingzhong’s words were as vicious as ever.

Qiu Liang didn’t gain the upper hand, and seeing a board member approaching from a distance, he dared not continue to provoke Jiang Mingzhong here, he raised his eyebrows and said, "You better be careful, when my friend arrives, he’ll verify if that talisman medium belongs to my friend."

He planned to speak with Miss Guan later about wanting that talisman medium!

From afar, Beisitian couldn’t help but feel disappointed, is this Qiu Liang backing down so easily? The drama should escalate! Make a big scene!

Before coming, Jiang Mingzhong knew someone would certainly come to trouble him at this banquet, and Beisitian had told him not to fear escalating matters. As long as he held his ground, let it escalate!

He just didn’t expect Qiu Liang to be so ineffective, indulging in verbal altercations without any tangible results.

Jiang Mingzhong was mentally prepared, so once this matter passed, he no longer felt so frustrated and inadvertently glanced in the direction of Beisitian’s corner.

"Mingzhong, how did you end up here?" Zhou Rentong asked.

Zhou Rentong, in his fifties, appeared older than his actual age, perhaps due to stress, his brow furrowed even when there’s no trouble.

Jiang Mingzhong knew his situation was hard to believe, but faced with Zhou Rentong’s kind inquiry, he spoke honestly, "I want to rejoin the Association, so I intend to participate in this competition."

Zhou Rentong was taken aback, observing Jiang Mingzhong carefully but couldn’t discern anything, "What do you mean?"

"I’ve recovered," Jiang Mingzhong replied.

Zhou Rentong shook his head repeatedly, "Impossible! Is there a chance for spiritual power exhaustion to recover?"

"Really," Jiang Mingzhong didn’t want to further explain, nor could he.

Zhou Rentong remained skeptical, but since Jiang Mingzhong said so, he wouldn’t lie for no reason, and if true, it would constitute a major breakthrough in the medical field.

Jiang Mingzhong continued his conversation with Zhou Rentong, while Wei Zhongxun persisted in his social activities. Many knew he was part of the Wei Family, but were unaware of his other identity.

The banquet had long begun, with no sentimental opening speech. Every two years, it served as a time for free activities, emerging into the mid-to-late phase with open competitions resulting in rankings, and the winners would receive exclusive privileges or other rewards.

The rewards were quite generous.

Beisitian wandered between foods she liked, seemingly engrossed in eating, occasionally scanning the room, embedding most people’s actions in her mind.

Excluding those who seemed irrelevant, Beisitian’s attention fell onto noteworthy people and events.

Beisitian had too much to observe, neglecting to notice a gaze from a secluded spot consistently fixed on her.

The owner of that gaze was a handsome young man around eighteen or nineteen years old. Unlike most men, his gaze toward Beisitian was filled with anger rather than admiration.

Because his gaze came and went, Beisitian didn’t detect it.

This youth was truly handsome, with striking features, his eyes sparkled like shattered stars, making it unforgettable.

However, the young man had a cold demeanor, giving off an aura that kept people at a distance, preventing many girls who came with elders from approaching.

Several girls were talking about him, occasionally sneaking a glance, then seeing him walk over.

"Go on, it’s a chance, missed you’ll regret it!"

"I’m a bit scared..."

"Don’t be, you do have a connection with Young Master Shi, at least meet him first."

A girl was encouraged; seeing the youth approach, she was pushed by her friends into staggering towards him, of course adjusting her angle accordingly.

The girl successfully fell into the youth’s arms, quickly stood up, a blush on her face, tucked her loose hair behind her ears, and lowered her head saying, "Sorry, I didn’t mean to..."

With a look of a bashful expression, she waited for him to speak, but many moments passed without any response, she subtly raised her head, meeting his calm gaze that sent a chill down her spine.

"Being that ugly, you shouldn’t try to throw yourself at people." The youth’s cold words pierced the girl’s heart like a dagger.

The girl’s face paled, her body nearly collapsing.

"If I say someone is truly beautiful, look over there, that seated woman is really gorgeous." The youth raised his chin, gesturing towards a woman in the corner.

The girl and her friends followed his gaze; they saw a woman in her twenties sitting, eating gracefully, exuding tranquility, with stunning looks. Comparing with these two girls, she clearly stood out.

Ignoring their feelings, the youth left after finishing.

The two girls now looked at Beisitian with resentment, jealousy, and coldness, unaware they had been pushed into enmity by her, while Beisitian remained leisurely enjoying her food.

"Yo, Young Master Shi, what did that woman do to irritate you? Those two girls aren’t easy to deal with, you stirred up a lot of hate, what are you planning?" Another young man draped his arm over the youth’s shoulder, asking with a grin.