Chapter 2480 - 2270: Honorary Vice President_5
Chapter 2480: Chapter 2270: Honorary Vice President_5
Everyone present was an old hand, and upon witnessing this astonishing scene, they all kept quiet, fearing they might attract this young man’s attention.
Song Xiaodong blew his breath onto Zhao Dinghang’s face, turned his head to the room full of acupuncture experts, and said, "You’re all acupuncture experts. Look at Mr. Zhao, if you can’t treat paralysis and numbness, what are you if not quacks?"
"You! It’s just some simple acupoint Kung Fu. I can treat myself, but you deliberately harmed me, I will report you to the police!" Zhao Dinghang finished speaking, pulled Song Xiaodong’s silver needle from his shoulder blade, and threw it onto the table.
"Isn’t it an acupuncture seminar exchange? Medical students even experiment on themselves. Mr. Zhao, as an acupuncture expert, don’t you have the courage and awareness to sacrifice yourself for medicine?" Song Xiaodong deliberately provoked Zhao Dinghang with his words.
"Humph, you brat. You’ve got some skills, but this half-baked Kung Fu won’t challenge me! I’ll first treat my arm then settle the score with you!" Zhao Dinghang said, then pulled a tool roll from his briefcase with his other movable hand, spreading it out and revealing various sizes of silver needles.
Zhao Dinghang took a silver needle with his mouth, heated the tip over a lighter flame, then pricked it into acupoints on his own arm.
"Hmm?" Zhao Dinghang couldn’t help but sound puzzled.
"Why can’t it be treated?" Zhao Dinghang raised his head and questioned Song Xiaodong.
Song Xiaodong knew Zhao Dinghang definitely couldn’t cure it, turned his head, and provocatively said to the room full of acupuncture experts, "Anyone here, if you can cure him, I’ll walk out myself, take a taxi home."
The group remained silent.
"Have a bit of courage, where’s the enthusiasm you had when mocking me earlier? Aren’t you all experts? The patient is right here, don’t just listen to advertisements, look at the results. Whoever thinks they’re capable, step up." Song Xiaodong paced back and forth around the conference table, making the heel of his black shoes click loudly.
Finally, someone couldn’t bear Song Xiaodong’s taunts, slammed the table, and said to Song Xiaodong, "Kid, don’t be arrogant. It’s just a bit of unorthodox skills, my Shengmen Needle will show you what it means to be a master!"
"Kid, it’s just simple acupoint Kung Fu, and you’re boasting without knowing your limits. Let me tell you, this here is Qian Hengbo, Professor Qian, the ninth-generation successor of Shengmen Needle, and an academician at the National Traditional Medicine Research Institute, and a member of the Acupuncture Medicine Research Association. Shengmen Needle is one of the four major traditional acupuncture schools in the country. Professor Qian studied under Chen Yuhua, learning Shengmen Needle for over 60 years, and has cured countless difficult patients. Acupoint and neural paralysis are nothing in front of Professor Qian!" An old man opposite Qian Hengbo introduced him.
Song Xiaodong scoffed contemptuously, stepped back to give Qian Hengbo the stage.
"Mr. Zhao, let me have a look." Qian Hengbo approached Zhao Dinghang and said to him.
"Expert Qian, please, don’t let us experts be underestimated!" Zhao Dinghang glared at Song Xiaodong.
Qian Hengbo took out a silver needle, pricked Zhao Dinghang’s arm repeatedly, to no avail.
"Eh? How can this be?" Qian Hengbo was so anxious his old face turned red, sweat dripping from his forehead.
"Let me try again!" Qian Hengbo took out the needle, preparing to prick again.
"Expert Qian, hold on..." Zhao Dinghang looked at his arm covered in needle marks and said to Qian Hengbo.
"Eh? Why is this happening?" Qian Hengbo scratched his head, stood up, and puzzled, looked at Zhao Dinghang and asked.
Unlike Zhao Dinghang, whose status made him act like a Sect Leader of a Martial Arts Sect, Qian Hengbo stepped up purely because he couldn’t stand Song Xiaodong’s provocation, and after discovering his acupuncture wasn’t working, truly poured himself into research and contemplation, paying no mind to his own reputation and status.
"Anyone else?" Song Xiaodong surveyed the room.
"Zhao Sanzhen and Shengmen Needle don’t work, so I’ll embarrass myself with my Sanqi Needle!" Spoke a middle-aged woman with a typical gynecologist demeanor, named Sun Hongmian, a successor of Sanqi Needle.
After speaking, Sun Hongmian also approached Zhao Dinghang, lifted his completely immobile paralyzed arm, gently stroked, then pricked it with needles.
Three needles in, no effect whatsoever.
"Eh? How can this be? Let me try again!" Finished speaking, Sun Hongmian prepared to prick Zhao Dinghang again.
"Expert Sun, don’t prick anymore..." Although Zhao Dinghang’s arm couldn’t move, he could still feel pain.
"Mr. Zhao, bear with it, let me prick one more!"
"Don’t prick anymore!"
"Ah!——"
"Still not better? Let me prick one last time!"
"No, no, no..."
"Feel free to prick, if there’s an effect, I’ll admit defeat." Song Xiaodong finished speaking and walked straight out of the conference room, slamming the door shut.
After Song Xiaodong walked out, he happened to run into Zhang Guomin.
"Eh? Mr. Song, the seminar is about to begin, where does Mr. Song plan to go?" Zhang Guomin asked Song Xiaodong.
"Doctor Zhang, this seminar is quite meaningless, not many experts are sincerely here for academic exchange, most are here to argue and prove their status, emphasizing seniority and sects, sitting with these people just nauseates me, so I’m leaving." Song Xiaodong replied to Zhang Guomin and intended to leave.
Chapter 2074
"Mr. Song, Mr. Song, coming all this way just to leave like this isn’t right!" Zhang Guomin hurriedly stopped Song Xiaodong, anxious enough to nearly hold him in his arms.