Bai Shaoyu smiled without responding.

Seeing that his comment had garnered so many responses, Wang Kun became proud and, with his hands behind his back, he said, "Li Feng, as the dean of this hospital, we naturally listen to you. However, some things can't be taken lightly. We cannot allow your whims to ruin our hospital!"

Li Feng was irritated. Wang Kun, relying on his influence, constantly opposed him. Even in this perilous situation, the other party's arms were turned outward in passive resistance. Although he was angry, Li Feng felt he had no reason to explode. After all, there was some truth to what the other party was saying, and since most of the doctors were also in opposition, he could not act arbitrarily. Most importantly, Li Feng himself was not very sure of Bai Shaoyu's abilities. Even if Bai was the successor to the previous elder, in traditional Chinese medicine, experience was valued over empty talk.

It's easy to please someone, but hard to win them over.

Although he had met Wang Kun's request, the latter continued to oppose him from a different angle. People are always so strange. This was Bai Shaoyu's thought.

"Isn't this what you wanted?" Bai Shaoyu finally spoke up, staring at Wang Kun, his expression unchanging.

Wang Kun was momentarily speechless. It was indeed him who had asked the other party to compete, but quickly he thought of a countermeasure, "I admit that I was the one who spoke earlier. It was just a rash comment made in anger. For our hospital's reputation and future, I take back my previous words and apologize to you. However, if you think that I will allow our hospital to be disgraced because of one comment I made, I am telling you very clearly, that's not going to happen."

Bai Shaoyu thought to himself that Wang Kun was really a hypocrite masquerading as an upright and moral man but didn't voice it out. He just looked at Li Feng, who also appeared at a loss.

With a faint smile and a glint of confidence in his eyes, Bai Shaoyu began, "I think everyone here knows that the most basic methods for diagnosing diseases in traditional Chinese medicine are observation, smell, inquiry, and pulse-taking. It seems simple, but to master one of these methods takes several years."

"Dean, I noticed that your right arm hangs limp on your side, weak and unresponsive. Your fingers are rigid, and you usually cradle your arm with your left hand. Is your right hand paralyzed?"

The previously surprised Li Feng nodded, "That's correct. I was in a car accident a year ago and my right hand has been paralyzed without sensation since then."

"Welp, an ailment of Li Feng's right arm is well-known to everyone in this hospital. It's so noticeable that not just a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, but even a layman can easily spot it," Wang Kun sneered.

"It's easy to diagnose an illness, but hard to cure it!" Bai Shaoyu simply stated.

Wang Kun's eyebrows knitted slightly, "What? You can cure his illness?"

Li Feng's right hand had been paralyzed for over a year, and after multiple rounds of expert consultations in the hospital, it was diagnosed with nerve necrosis. Despite a year's treatment, there had been no improvement.

Naturally, the doctors seated wouldn't believe that Bai Shaoyu could cure Li Feng. Therefore, after Wang Kun asked his question, there was a murmur of quiet discussion in the room. Even Li Feng himself was looking at Bai Shaoyu disbelievingly.

“Upper limb paralysis, the cause is usually due to the brain. However, after seeing Director Li's clear thinking, articulate speech, slightly low spirits but good complexion, and no external brain injury, it's evident the cause doesn't stem from the brain. From what I see, Director Li had a car accident in the past and the right arm was likely to have been compressed, leading to nerve blockage. Now the sickness has been over a year, the nerves in the right arm should have already necrotized." Bai Shaoyu didn't care about Wang Kun's question, and seriously said this to Li Feng.

After he finished speaking, the room was deathly silent. The conclusion of nerve necrosis from Li Feng's condition was made by a group of experts after multiple consultations. Yet this young man, after just one look, managed to nearly hit the mark and even stated the cause of the disease.

This was enough for everyone to see Bai Shaoyu in a new light. Even Wang Kun was surprised, secretly thinking: Could this guy be specially invited by Li Feng to play tricks here?

After being stunned for a moment, Li Feng nodded and said, "That's correct. My entire right arm was compressed at that time and it was almost useless. Fortunately, I was rescued in time. Initially, there was some feeling in my right hand, but as time went on, it gradually became unresponsive. So, now it is completely paralyzed."

Bai Shaoyu nodded after listening, and sighed: "Nerve necrosis is mainly caused by the nerve blockage at the beginning. If it was treated in time, there might still be hope. But now it's a bit difficult."

“Oh! After such a long explanation, it turns out that it was all just empty talk. I actually thought you could really cure Li Feng's hand." Wang Kun sized up the opportunity and immediately began to mock Bai Shaoyu.

"Hey, kid! If you can't do it, then step aside, don't put up a performance here," Wang Kun was quite surprised initially, but when Bai Shaoyu admitted that the disease is hard to cure, he settled into his assumption. He thought that Bai Shaoyu must have been invited by Li Feng to put up an act, which was why he started to mock him.

As he finished speaking, some people in the room began to speak.

Regardless of the chatter, Bai Shaoyu remained undisturbed. He brought over a stool: "Director Li, please sit down."

Li Feng sat on the chair and quietly reminded him: "Many experts have treated this hand, with acupuncture, massage, and more. None of them worked. I also studied traditional Chinese medicine, so I understand the things you mentioned."

Bai Shaoyu, with a slight smile, knew that Li Feng was hinting that it would be better to give up under such difficult circumstances. However, he was not a person to give up easily, even if he didn't have complete confidence, he would still give it a try.

Having placed Li Feng's right hand on the podium, he checked his pulse, and sighed after a moment: "Your pulse is weak and unstable, and the lack of frequent movement in your right arm has severely affected your spleen and lung functions. You must exercise more in the future."

"But this hand is useless, and so is this arm." Li Feng said, a bit discouraged.

"Confidence is the best medicine to overcome sickness!" Bai Shaoyu said, then suddenly raised his right hand, extended his thumb, and pressed it instantaneously on Li Feng's lower arm.

Seeing his frown, Bai Shaoyu hurriedly asked, "How does it feel? Try to move your fingers."

"Your hand is hot, and it seems like a bit of warmth has entered my body from my forearm, but I still can't feel my fingers," Li Feng said.

Wang Kun had already crowded to the side of the podium to watch, his goal was to expose Li Feng's lies. When he heard Li Feng say he didn't feel anything, he laughed and said, "Little brother, aren't you tired of putting on this act? Everyone knows that traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes acupuncture and massage, and yet you started with a single touch. Do you really think you have the 'One Yang Finger'? Just don't harm our dean."

"Wang Kun..." Li Feng nearly stood up from his seat in anger. Although he also noticed something off about Bai Shaoyu's technique, he was still helping him, Wang Kun was just too much.

But Bai Shaoyu used his left hand to press Li Feng down and seriously said, "Treating the illness is more important."

The calm, serious tone of the other person made Li Feng feel this was not a joke. He sat up straight, suppressing his anger.

At this time, the doctors below the stage were watching Bai Shaoyu's performance as if they were watching a play. Most people thought this was a ridiculous performance.

Bai Shaoyu retracted his right hand, and instantly again tapped Li Feng's forearm three times in one go, his movements as smooth as flowing water. This time he didn't ask any questions, right after he finished tapping the forearm, he fiercely tapped on the center of Li Feng's right elbow with his middle finger.

Ah!

After this tap, Li Feng couldn't help but let out a big shout, startling Wang Kun standing next to him.

Bai Shaoyu quickly withdrew his hand and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Li Feng shook his head: "I just felt like my right hand was electrified."

Hearing Li Feng's words, Bai Shaoyu let out a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and said, "Try to move your middle finger."

Li Feng lowered his breathing, his right arm began to tremble slightly, at this time all the doctors stood up from their seats, waiting for the moment the miracle happened.

After a few breaths of time, Li Feng's right middle finger moved slightly. That tiny movement was enough to elate Li Feng who then shouted, "It moved... moved, my fingers can move!"

"Really?"

"How could this be possible?"

"The headmaster's hand has been sick for a whole year. This is... truly miraculous!"

The lecture hall was in an uproar, as people glanced at Bai Shaoyu in disbelief. If only moments ago someone assumed it was all a show, he must have now dismissed that thought, given that Li Feng's palsy right hand was a known fact to everyone.

Even Wang Kun was left speechless, his eyes portraying fright. Dejectedly, he returned to his seat.

"How...How is this possible? I felt your technique was unique, and there was a feeling of warmth. Could it be that you used the 'Heavenly Gang Acupoint Touching Technique'?" Li Feng asked, once he had calmed down.

"Dean Li is truly knowledgeable. You're right, I did use the 'Heavenly Gang Acupoint Touching Technique'. I just used my inner strength to unblock your Qiuxu acupoint, which allowed your middle finger to temporarily react. When my inner strength disperses, your hand will still feel numb. However, as long as I continue to help you unblock your right arm's meridians for a month, your illness should be cured, and at least 80% of your right hand's function should be recovered."

"Brilliant! Brilliant!" An emotional Li Feng stood up, teary-eyed, "It seems you've truly inherited Master Bai's skills. The survival of this medical technique is a great fortune for the world of traditional Chinese medicine!"

He looked over the crowd who had risen to their feet, and asked confidently, "Who else objects to Bai Shaoyu representing our institution in the Chinese and Western medicine competition?"

Who else opposes? These powerful words reverberated throughout the hall, and everyone secretly praised Bai Shaoyu's staggering skills. Who would dare question him at this point?

Especially when some of the elderly members heard Li Feng mention the 'Heavenly Gang Acupoint Touching Technique', they were shocked as this method had been lost since the early years after the founding of the country.

Seeing that no one had said anything, Li Feng turned to Wang Kun and coldly asked, "Wang Kun, do you still have objections?"

"Well..." Wang Kun was at a loss for words but felt he couldn't let this young upstart ruin his plans. After a moment of silence, he barely squeezed out a reason, "Our institute has been established for 35 years with numerous talents emerging. Is it appropriate to have an outsider represent us? As the saying goes, names need to be rightful and words need to be in order. This thing is definitely going to leave some bad impression."

"If you insist on having someone rightful, I can recruit him to our institute as a doctor tomorrow," said Li Feng calmly. He'd like to see what counter-argument Wang Kun could come up with.

Wang Kun gnashed his teeth. "But... does he have any academic credentials? Which TCM university did he graduate from? We can’t just bluff people with fancy tricks right?"

"Credentials? Academic credentials are only a piece of paper. The fact that he is Master Bai Buddha's disciple is enough!" replied Li Feng righteously.

At the mention of the name 'Bai Buddha', Wang Kun's face turned pale. Not a single objection, not a single 'no' slipped past his lips. For 20 years, he had only heard tales of the name 'Bai Buddha' in the realm of TCM.