My husband Can Cultivate-Chapter 203 Comparing Medical Skills

Yang Qi followed Ye Qianqian out.

Li Qingyan was instantly dumbstruck. This guy is actually a charlatan! How disappointing! She already had a poor impression of Yang Qi, but now it was even worse. Not only is he insatiably greedy, but he even makes a living as a swindler. He’s utterly despicable.

She turned to leave, but curiosity compelled her to stay. It couldn’t hurt to watch, right?

"No way, *he’s* Divine Doctor Yang?" Elder Xu glanced at Yang Qi, completely bewildered. Just a young brat, not even thirty. How dare he call himself a Divine Doctor? I thought it would be an old man, or at least someone in their forties or fifties. This kid is way too young. What kind of skill could he possibly have?

"Are you looking down on us? Just grabbing some random kid to impersonate a Divine Doctor?" Elder Xu said angrily.

"Believe it or not. If you don’t, then leave. We didn’t invite you here," Ye Qianqian retorted, her eyes wide. She hated it most when people dared to insult her Brother Qi.

"Fine, I believe you!" Elder Xu said, though he was still skeptical in his heart.

"What do you want from me? Can’t you see I’m in the middle of treating a patient?" Yang Qi asked, glancing at Elder Xu.

"A competition of Medical Skills!" Elder Xu said proudly. "I am, after all, a member of the Kang City National Medicine Association. Competing with me shouldn’t tarnish your reputation, should it?"

"Not interested," Yang Qi said coldly. I thought it was something important, but it’s just a competition of Medical Skills. The President of the Jingnan Prefecture National Medicine Association competing with a mere member from Kang City? Isn’t that beneath me? Besides, it’s a complete waste of time. I can’t be bothered.

Just then, a woman with a shapely figure appeared before him. "Are you scared?" It was Fan Ruobing, and she asked with a smug look.

Yang Qi’s eyes suddenly froze, fixated on Fan Ruobing’s neck.

Ye Qianqian, feeling a little embarrassed, stomped hard on Yang Qi’s foot. "Brother Qi, why are you staring at her!"

Yang Qi ignored Ye Qianqian and turned to Fan Ruobing. "A competition is fine. But if you lose, your pendant becomes mine. How about it?"

The pendant she was wearing was actually a Dragon Ancestor Stone. Among the Dragon Ancestor Stones, this one represented the Heavenly Dao. The one he had obtained before represented Life, and he had given it to Lin Qingxuan. This one represented the Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Dao Dragon Ancestor Stone could not only accelerate Cultivation but also strengthen his spells. It was perfect for him. Moreover, the Nine Dragons Absorption Array required nine Dragon Ancestor Stones. He couldn’t afford to miss a single one.

"Elder Xu, are you confident?" Fan Ruobing asked, glancing at him.

"You jest, Miss," Elder Xu replied confidently. "This man is not yet thirty. Even if he has some medical skills, he is arrogant and conceited. I imagine he’s just a half-baked practitioner. I am seventy years old and have been studying medicine since I was a teenager. How could I possibly lose to him? I’ve treated more patients than he’s eaten grains of salt!"

"Fine, I agree. But what if *you* lose?" Fan Ruobing asked, looking at Yang Qi.

"Name your terms," Yang Qi said.

"If you lose, you will work for Shengren Hall for the rest of your life. For free. How about it?" Fan Ruobing said triumphantly.

"Done," Yang Qi agreed without a second thought.

Ye Qianqian couldn’t help but feel anxious. "Brother Qi, please reconsider!"

Seeing Ye Qianqian’s expression, Fan Ruobing grew even more confident. "A verbal agreement is worthless. Let’s sign a wager agreement to ensure neither party can go back on their word," she said smugly.

"Alright." Yang Qi lightly patted Ye Qianqian’s head and smiled. "Trust me."

Outside, Li Qingyan was baffled. Is this kid an idiot? How could he dare to sign such an agreement? He’s just a charlatan, yet he’s betting against a real Divine Doctor and even putting himself on the line. He’s gone mad. Completely insane. He’s lost his mind.

After both parties signed the wager agreement, Elder Xu looked at Yang Qi and said, "Let’s decide the winner based on a single case!"

"Fine. You choose the patient," Yang Qi said nonchalantly.

Elder Xu did not refuse. He looked toward the line of people, spotted a person in a coma, and gestured. "Bring the patient in."

Two people carried in a comatose girl.

Yang Qi glanced at her and said, "An interesting choice of patient. You go first."

"Are you sure? If I cure her, you lose," Elder Xu sneered.

"You can’t cure her," Yang Qi stated flatly.

"Hmph! Such arrogance! In that case, I’ll make sure you lose so badly you won’t have any excuses!" Elder Xu huffed. He began the treatment, also using acupuncture.

The patient’s family didn’t object. After all, Elder Xu was also a Divine Doctor.

Elder Xu inserted nine needles. The comatose patient suddenly twitched. Although she didn’t fully regain consciousness, her family was already ecstatic.

"A Divine Doctor! My daughter has been in a coma for six months! I can’t believe the Divine Doctor actually managed to wake her!"

Elder Xu glanced at Yang Qi with a hint of smugness before writing out a prescription. "Brew the medicine according to this formula. She will surely recover within a month."

Finishing, Elder Xu looked at Yang Qi and said dismissively, "Kid, admit defeat. It’s impossible for you to win now. Get ready to work for Shengren Hall for the rest of your life."

Ye Qianqian was extremely nervous. Even Li Qingyan shook her head and sighed. A charlatan is just a charlatan. He’s no match for a real Divine Doctor.

"Hmph," Yang Qi snorted. "With your treatment, not only will she fail to wake up in a month, but her condition will worsen. What a fool. You dare to provide treatment without even knowing the disease. No wonder Shengren Hall has no patients. No wonder people say National Medicine is in decline. If you can’t diagnose the illness, you shouldn’t treat it. Doing nothing would be better than what you’ve just done."

"That’s bullshit!" Elder Xu was so angry he started cursing. "Do you have a better method?"

He was truly furious. In all his years of practicing medicine, no one had ever dared to reprimand him like this. And today, some arrogant brat had the gall to speak to him this way. He was courting death.

"Of course!" Yang Qi said contemptuously. "I only need nine needles to have her fully awake and on her feet. And the condition will never relapse."

"How is that possible!" Li Qingyan blurted out.

Yang Qi glanced at her and couldn’t help but smile. I know this woman looks down on me, but I don’t care.

In fact, most of the onlookers were stunned. They were caught between belief and disbelief. Although they knew his Medical Skills were superb, wasn’t this boast a bit too much?

Elder Xu scoffed, "Medical skill isn’t about boasting. I doubt even the three great sages of National Medicine would dare make such a claim. Curing this girl with just nine needles? You are outrageously arrogant!"

"That’s because you don’t understand," Yang Qi said indifferently. "Her illness appears severe, but the root of the problem isn’t serious at all. Nine needles are all it takes to cure her."

"Hahaha! I don’t understand? Good! Very good! If you can cure her today, I’ll work for you for the rest of my life!" Elder Xu laughed heartily.