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This was because a man would use his blade to hack down all year round. As time passed, his wrist would definitely not be able to withstand it. It was normal for it to hurt.

Zhong Wentao had already thought of a way to make himself full, it was just that this man didn't care about his body at all.

"What do you do?"

The man was curious about Zhong Wentao's occupation.

To be able to see through his old ailment at a glance, could it be … A fortune-teller?

"Master, may I ask how much will you charge for your divination?"

the man asked anxiously as he put down the knife.

Zhong Wentao almost vomited blood. How did he become a fortune-teller?

Feudal superstition must not, must believe in medicine!

"I'm a Chinese doctor …"

Zhong Wentao helplessly said this, which surprised the big brother who was selling the pig feet.

A small grade is a Chinese medicine, could it be inherited from an ancestor?

"Then show me my hand. If it can be cured, I'll give you 20 pig feet!"

His big brother was also an honest man, he could tell that Zhong Wentao was embarrassed and did not have the money to buy anything to eat.

This suggestion was exactly what he wanted. Compared to money, Zhong Wentao wanted to get physical objects more.

"Deal!"

Zhong Wentao agreed with a smile as he gently touched the man's wrist.

The man started to scream in pain after he lightly pressed on the button. The situation was getting serious.

Comparing the two wrists, the right wrist was visibly thicker and thicker. This was a sign of swelling and redness. This big brother had always refused to see a doctor, but to be able to endure till now was a miracle.

"It hurts, little brother!"

His big brother shouted, almost unable to hold it in.

Zhong Wentao didn't answer, he only lightly pressed down, and felt a bone piercing sensation, it was a bone spike!

Only then did he put his hands down and fully understand the man's symptoms. It was rather tricky.

"Little bro, what's going on with me?"

His elder brother hurriedly asked. His wrist seemed to be hurting even more now.

"Big brother, your wrist is injured. Because you have been cutting things hard for a long time and have grown a bone spur, you have to perform surgery to cut off the bone spike. You can't do this kind of work in the future, or else it will relapse again."

Zhong Wentao instructed seriously as he watched his big brother's face grow more and more unsightly.

"Little brother, if I knew earlier, I wouldn't have let you treat me."

His elder brother helplessly said, "I don't know what illness I am, but I've been through it. Now that I know it, I feel uncomfortable, but I have to continue living. It's better if I don't know …"

Zhong Wentao was silent, and was unable to persuade her.

Selling the pig's feet would be this person's business.

Now, if he lost the transaction for the money in order to get this person to go to the hospital, this big brother would not even have the money to go to the hospital.

"Big brother, I'm in the wrong."

Zhong Wentao said in a serious tone, and was extremely sorry.

If it weren't for him, this big brother would definitely be happily selling pig's feet right now.

"I don't blame you, this pig's feet are for you to eat. It's not easy to learn Chinese medicine now, big brother understands!"

As the big brother said that, he took two of his pig feet and gave them to Zhong Wentao to eat, smiling at him.

Zhong Wentao was a little embarrassed, but he had no choice but to accept it.

There weren't many people left now, so the big bro who sold pighooves sat by the side and chatted with Zhong Wentao, wanting to ask him more about ways to prevent his wrist from getting worse. Zhong Wentao did not have any secret treasures, so he talked a lot about prescriptions, and that depended on which one big bro was suitable for.

In the car in the distance, the window of the car had been lowered halfway down, and the people inside were watching the situation outside.

"He's a good sapling, very close to his people."

The people in the carriage spoke softly, obviously observing Zhong Wentao's every move.

"Chairman, do we really have to take the risk and bet on this person?"

Everyone inside the carriage started to question Zhong Wentao's situation.

"Let's wait and see. There's no rush."

As he said that, the windows of the car rolled up and the sedan sped away.

Sensing that someone was watching him, Zhong Wentao looked around and saw a very ordinary car leaving, so he did not suspect anything.

After comforting the big brother who sold pig's feet, Zhong Wentao was done eating, so he directly left.

His big brother had even thanked him profusely while holding a piece of paper, which was written with instructions from Zhong Wentao on how to relieve the pain.

Returning to the 'Ciji Hall', the night grew darker.

Zhong Wentao couldn't sleep, so he meditated in his room by himself.

If Chinese medicine can also do surgery, will that take away the western medicine's rice bowl, thus proving that Chinese medicine is stronger?

Ding!

Zhong Wentao even felt as if something rang out in his head, as if someone had praised him and actually thought of such a good idea.

Traditional Chinese medicine for surgery, this was definitely a skill that no one had the ability to perform!

If he could do it, it would be with his unique skills. It would be even more amazing than the Five Elements Needling Technique.

However, what should he do with the operation?

Although he was very clear about the structure of the human body and knew how to remove the bone spikes, he couldn't guarantee that doing so would cause any damage to the human body without a precise inspection.

If there were any problems, then the Chinese medicine would be suppressed to the point that it couldn't be turned over.

He had to be careful in this matter.

Operation... How to operate... For the entire night, Zhong Wentao pondered over this question and did not sleep for the entire night.

Around six o'clock the next day, he had already arrived at the tournament arena and was waiting there an hour or so ahead of schedule.

The sky was slightly bright, and there were a few hundred people sitting around. It didn't look like there were many.

While he was waiting, Zhong Wentao was thinking about how to perform an operation on Chinese medicine.

In the blink of an eye, it was already 1 o'clock in the afternoon.

After quickly answering thirteen questions from examiners, Zhong Wentao successfully passed.

He took the number plate for the next competition and removed the number plate from his body. Looking at the expressions on his face, he felt very strange. Had he done something wrong?

While Zhong Wentao was waiting, he had always been immersed in his own world. He didn't know that the examiners today were all strict, and that not a single person from the first few hundred people had passed;

He was the first person to pass the examiners' question today, so everyone naturally had to take another look at this person. They had to remember this person's appearance. He was the dark horse in this competition!

just left quickly, and waited for the second competition three days later. In these three days, he wanted to have a good talk with Wang Zhanhai about the surgery of traditional Chinese medicine.

Inside the association, Yang Hao watched as Zhong Wentao quickly left, his expression turning even uglier.

This kid could actually pass.

"Vice president, do you want me to make things difficult for him in the second round?"

The secretary beside him said with a dark expression.

"No need."

Yang Hao asked coldly, his expression not looking too good.

"The deputy mayor has already said that he would be eliminated in the third trial. Furthermore, with his existence now, those media reporters will also report more about him, thinking that he can join the Chinese Medical Association.

Yang Hao coldly said, extremely disdainful.

Only then would it be possible to completely defeat Zhong Wentao.

He had to make good use of it, so that Zhong Wentao would completely be unable to stand up in Pine City.

"Good idea, good idea …"

The secretary's flattery made Yang Hao even more proud.

The President and the deputy mayor had naturally received the news, that Zhong Wentao had succeeded in advancing to the next competition and become a dark horse, the news had spread far and wide.

Compared to the dozens of people who succeeded on the first day, Zhong Wentao was even rarer.

The reports did not say how bad the level of the people being eliminated was, but they would only praise Zhong Wentao's capabilities more and more.

First People's Hospital.

Wang Zhanhai looked at the news on the computer, his complexion not looking very good.

The news came in all directions, almost praising Zhong Wentao to the heavens. This was the first time this had happened.

After all, they had only passed the first round. Everything was just the beginning.

If there was no one behind the media's praise, he would not believe it.

Whether the person who did this was kind or malicious, it was hard to tell.

"Dang, dang, dang, dang …"

Knocking sounds came out, it was Zhong Wentao.

Wang Zhanhai immediately let him read the news online and shared his worries, but Zhong Wentao did not care.

"Principal, as long as I win, regardless of what goal this news is coming from, it will all help me. As long as I win, won't it?"

Zhong Wentao said softly, his tone was filled with determination.

Wang Zhanhai was suddenly enlightened.

With Zhong Wentao's capabilities, he could definitely enter the Chinese Medical Association, and these things were not worth mentioning.

"Alright, tell me your purpose. Why are you here?"

Closing the computer, Wang Zhanhai asked with a smile.

"What do you think?"

Zhang Xuan asked softly, his tone filled with nervousness.

"There's usually no one doing surgery in Chinese medicine, but there are quite a few people my age. That's because they came in contact with western medicine and slowly transformed. You want to transform, kid?"

Wang Zhanhai frowned, could it be that Zhong Wentao does not want to be a Chinese Medical doctor again?

"I want to do Chinese medicine, but I also want to do surgery. I want to be the first person to do surgery on Chinese medicine!"

Zhong Wentao spoke with sincerity and determination.

Wang Zhanhai was silent for a moment, thinking that he was dreaming.

Without a basic western medicine, there was no way to perform the operation.

Even if Zhong Wentao had the ability, he wouldn't have the right.

If one wanted to enter the operation room, one needed to undergo various tests. Western and traditional Chinese medicine needed to be combined and could not be separated.

"Think about it again."

Wang Zhanhai said seriously, but for the first time he did not immediately support Zhong Wentao.

If Zhong Wentao's idea succeeded, then the Chinese medicine and western medicine could be completely broken off. This kind of thought might not even be passed through if it was detrimental to the world of medicine.

"This is what I have to do in my third match."

Zhong Wentao opened his mouth, the plan had already become like this, he only wanted to discuss it with Wang Zhanhai.

"What?"

Wang Zhanhai was shocked. To do something he had never tried before in such an important occasion, Zhong Wentao was too bold!

If the operation were to fail, Zhong Wentao would be chased out of Pine City. From today onwards, he would never see Zhong Wentao again.

"I don't want to reveal too much about the Five Elements Needling Technique, and this is my unique skill, my sect's inheritance. It cannot be passed to outsiders, unless you join our sect, you will not be able to learn it."

Zhong Wentao continued: "Chinese Medical Association is a place where everyone studies their abilities, I have to choose other ways, the best way is to start using Chinese medicine, which is also a big stunt, to quickly make myself famous."

"Too extreme!"