I Became a Medical Genius in the 80s-Chapter 745 - 744: The Impostor of Qingyu

Hearing this result, the room erupted in an uproar. The Association has held so many banquets and competitions over the years, yet such a situation has never occurred. This incident is a blemish for the Association.

Guan Tongshan concealed the glee in his eyes, wore an incredulous expression, and shook his head, saying, "There must be a misunderstanding here, Doctor Jiang isn’t that kind of person! We should first check if there’s an issue with the testing equipment."

Those in the hall who heard his words shook their heads silently and discussed in low voices.

"If there truly is an equipment malfunction, how could it only occur when he entered?"

"Exactly, it’s clearly someone covering for him, allowing him to bring in pre-prepared medicine powder."

"Who knows how much he spent to buy it from a prominent family."

"It’s really shameful, coming back after a few years, only to give us such a show!"

Jiang Mingzhong listened to the surrounding comments with a livid expression, his eyes fixed on Guan Tongshan, who wore an expression of disbelief in Jiang’s guilt, with a strong impulse to tear him apart.

However, he knew that he couldn’t be slandered, and he couldn’t let himself be slandered. He couldn’t lose his rationality now because losing it wouldn’t just disgrace himself but the Qingyu School.

Jiang Mingzhong, seeing that without even speaking, these people were ready to convict him, took a deep breath and said, "The Xuan Talisman was made by myself, and the talisman medium was given by our patriarch. As for why the equipment ’malfunctioned’ when I entered, trust me, we will seek an explanation from the Association!"

He was quite adept at exploiting all available resources, such as his current identity as a disciple of the Qingyu School.

Guan Baoyun, seeing him still stubbornly holding on, sneered inwardly, trying hard not to let too much satisfaction show on her face, and said, "I always thought Uncle Jiang was alone, how come there’s talk of a patriarch? Has Uncle Jiang joined some remarkable school?"

Despite her outward demeanor being fine, the sarcasm in her words couldn’t be hidden. Jiang Mingzhong, a spiritual power depleted cripple, who would want him in their school?

Even if his spiritual power were the same as before, he probably wouldn’t join any school because he disdained the small ones and the big ones disdained him.

So, Guan Baoyun was the first to not believe his claim, planning in her mind that if he casually mentioned an obscure small school, she would send someone to investigate thoroughly, determined to embarrass Jiang Mingzhong completely.

This way, she’d avenge the day she was driven away and prevent him from exposing her grandfather’s matters. But even if he did, no one would believe him, as her grandfather had very good excuses back then, and nothing would really happen after so many years.

When it came to talking about the school he joined, Jiang Mingzhong’s expression softened, "It’s a school that changed my destiny. Because of the intervention of our patriarch, not only did I save my life, but I even reversed the issue of spiritual power depletion. She is my benefactor and someone I, Jiang Mingzhong, will be loyal to from now on!"

Guan Baoyun and Guan Tongshan involuntarily exchanged a glance, seeing the amused look in each other’s eyes, thinking how moving and genuinely emotional he sounded, as if such a school really existed, even reversing spiritual power depletion. If it were that simple, it wouldn’t be called a terminal condition.

Guan Baoyun continued, "What school did Uncle Jiang speak of, so impressive!"

Jiang Mingzhong glanced at this scheming little girl, snorted coldly, "Don’t pretend to be family with me, I wouldn’t dare have a sinister niece like you!"

His sudden words turned Guan Baoyun’s face green, anger surged in her eyes, but it was only by Guan Tongshan stopping her that she managed to hold back her fury.

Old fool, just you wait!

"I am fortunate to have joined the Qingyu School, and this time I came to the banquet as a representative of the Qingyu School." When Jiang Mingzhong said this, he was unaware of the pride and confidence in his tone, things he had never had before.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the banquet hall. Pairs of eyes looked at Jiang Mingzhong; their expressions showed not shock but a look of foolishness.

Guan Baoyun let out a laugh, which was quite abrupt in this pin-drop silent banquet hall, yet no one found it strange because many thought it was laughable.

Why?

The Qingyu School had vanished without a trace for so many years. Now, a spiritual power depleted wastrel claims to represent the Qingyu School; isn’t that laughable?

No wonder he dared to say his spiritual power depletion was reversed; turns out he was using the Qingyu School as a façade!

There were so many rumors about this mysterious school that it wasn’t entirely unbelievable, but it could be said that Jiang Mingzhong had great nerve and a thick skin!

Because of Guan Baoyun’s laughter, the buzzing in the banquet hall erupted, pushing the excitement to a peak. Someone was actually shamelessly impersonating a member of the Qingyu School!

Qiu Liang now looked at Jiang Mingzhong like he was an old fool. Originally, getting the talisman medium would have taken some effort, but now it seemed, Jiang Mingzhong had completely exhausted his credibility. No matter how he defended himself now, probably no one would believe him, unless someone from Qingyu School really came out to acknowledge him.

But how could that be possible?

Qiu Liang, with no more scruples, glared angrily, "Jiang Mingzhong, where’s your integrity and bottom line as a Mystic Doctor? First, you stole my friend’s talisman medium, and now you’re impersonating a Qingyu School member, what exactly are your intentions? Hurry up and return my friend’s talisman medium!"

Jiang Mingzhong was not far from utter disgrace, and Qiu Liang wanted to get the talisman medium as soon as possible to avoid complications.

Now, no one believed Jiang Mingzhong. Impersonating members of the Qingyu School to deceive people wasn’t unheard of, but most exposed their true colors quickly. Such people were greatly despised and usually gradually pushed out of the Mystic Doctor’s circle.

Once a reputation is stained, unless one is exceptionally skilled, very soon no one would seek him for treatment. Who would dare entrust their life and their family’s lives to a doctor of poor character?

"Impersonating a member of the Qingyu School? Who are you talking about? Elder Jiang?"

A clear voice stood out amidst the group questioning and sarcastic voices.

The crowd followed the voice and saw an extremely handsome person walk out from the back of the crowd, holding a glass of red wine, and came to stand beside Jiang Mingzhong.

Though Jiang Mingzhong knew that Wei Zhongxun would definitely stand up, when he became the target of everyone’s suspicion and attack, Wei Zhongxun merely standing by his side made his drifting heart feel at ease.