Let's make a bet
"We've come all the way to Beijing just because you want to participate in a Chinese-Western medicine showdown?" Huo Guangbo exclaimed in surprise as soon as the plane landed at Beijing Airport, having just learned the true purpose of their trip from Wang Zhengyu.
"This is great, we still have two days off and can participate in such a meaningful event. You should feel honored!" Wang Zhengyu replied with a bad tone.
He wasn't interested in traditional Chinese medicine to begin with, and on top of that, there was Huo Guangbo constantly nagging him along the way. More importantly, even the plane ticket had been paid for using his bank card, so if something unexpected happened during the tournament and he couldn't get the prize money, he would only have a single digit amount left for living expenses this semester.
Although 200,000 looks a lot more than the 20,000 in his bank card, without having the money in hand, Wang Zhengyu always has an unreal feeling like a flower in the mirror and moon on the water.
"This isn't a matter of good or bad, but do you even understand traditional Chinese medicine?! And what does it have to do with you that others are debating the merits of Eastern and Western medicine? Is it worth your while to fly all the way to Beijing just for this?" Huo Guangbo continued to question tirelessly.
"Didn't I ever tell you before, actually I was born in a family of traditional Chinese medicine?"
"Oh, ten hours ago you said you were a descendant of Guiguzi, now you're telling me you were born into a family of traditional Chinese medicine, are you going to tell me next that you're actually an alien?" Huo Guangbo raised his eyebrow.
"I knew you wouldn't believe me, is my low-key nature a crime?!" Wang Zhengyu also completely let go and started arguing with Huo Guangbo, already almost at the exit, Wang Zhengyu's heart was also getting a bit anxious.
"You? Low-key? Even the one who dares to yell in front of the dormitory building also dares to claim...” Ho Guangbo's words suddenly stopped, and he stood still, staring blankly at the exit. After a while, he opened his mouth in surprise: "Those people won't all be here to pick you up, will they? Are you really from a traditional Chinese medicine family or is it just a coincidence? Old man? It should be a coincidence, right?"
Huo Guangbo's stunned expression was also seen by Wang Zhengyu, who witnessed the scene outside the airport. It was clear that the old Chinese doctor named Zhang Datong held him in high esteem, as a banner over six meters long had been set up outside the airport, reading "Warm Welcome to the 13th Generation Inheritor of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Mr. Wang Zhengyu!" Under the banner, more than twenty middle-aged and elderly men had gathered, eagerly looking towards the exit with anticipation. Even a number of tourists had gathered around them, pointing and whispering among themselves.
Seeing such a big scene, Wang Zhengyu also felt a bit dizzy. At this time, he didn't even bother to answer He Guangbo's question, let alone leave the station immediately. He hastily threw out a sentence, "Ah, you wait for me! I'll go to the restroom first!" and then turned around without looking back and walked in the direction of the restroom sign.
He didn't look back, so he didn't see Huo Guangbo's strange expression as he stared at his back.
Wang Zhengyu was terrified.
For a young man who was still an ordinary university student the day before, the grand scene at the airport was enough to make his little heart overwork. Of course, more terror came from the unknown. He didn't know what that book had communicated with these traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, which made so many people stand guard here in silence, and even made a banner in an exaggerated manner.
So he thought it was necessary to communicate with the heavenly book first before going to deal with those old men who were obviously going to have a deep misunderstanding with him.
Walking into the bathroom, Wang Zhengyu walked into the deepest compartment and quickly took out his phone, lowering his voice to call out: "Tianshu, come out!"
"What's up? Oh, judging by the time, you should have arrived in Beijing already! How come Zhang Dasong didn't come to pick you up?" The phone screen lit up quickly.
"They've arrived, not just one Zhang Datong, but at least twenty or thirty people, and they even hung up a banner that reads 'Warm Welcome to the Renowned Chinese Medicine Family's Mr. Wang Zhengyu'. What on earth did you tell them? Didn't you inform them that I'm not an old master, but just a student? I don't know anything about Chinese medicine, how am I supposed to deal with this?" Wang Zhengyu complained.
"Oh! I just answered some questions on the internet in your name, and happened to point out a few things to them. So, empiricism is not good, I forgot to tell them your age and identity, they thought you were an old man! But I think you don't need to mind these details!" said Tian Shu Dao.
"How am I supposed to deal with them? They ask me questions, how should I answer?" Wang Zhengyu asked urgently.
"Don't worry, I've got your back! You just need to brag a bit and put on a show. Bragging and showing off are easy, right? The more exaggerated the better! If you get caught out, I'll cover for you! Of course, it's only in front of those public figures who openly claim that traditional Chinese medicine is pseudoscience!" Tian Shu said disapprovingly. But Wang Zhengyu thought this guy was starting to sound more and more like a internet troll.
"Is that enough?"
"That's enough!"
"You know! Your request is in great conflict with my low-key personality!"
"In that case, I won't make things difficult for you. Since you're already here, it's all the same to me if I just find someone else to participate in the arena match. But by then, the 200,000 yuan prize money will have nothing to do with you!"
Obviously, Tian Shu is deceiving Wang Zhengyu.
To know that for extraterrestrial intelligent life, their own privacy and private property rights are extremely important. Like Guangbo, such an intelligent product, once recognized by its owner, unless it is given or inherited by the owner, it absolutely cannot choose another owner on its own, this is a very strict limitation in Guangbo's program itself. Otherwise, this extraterrestrial product would not have been dormant for over 2,000 years before being reactivated by Wang Zhengyu.
Wang Zhengyu had no product manual and naturally didn't know about the various restrictions on this light wave, so he panicked at once.
"I'm only saying it conflicts with my personality, didn't say I wouldn't go? Besides, it's because of your good heart that I reluctantly accepted your existence. You're so reckless in front of outsiders, it's a wonder you don't scare people to death! Alright, isn't this just pretending to be cool? I'll go, but you'd better back me up a bit! If our cover is blown, don't blame me!"
"Don't worry, I'm here, it's fine!" As soon as he finished speaking, his mobile phone suddenly burst out a cluster of white light. Wang Zhengyu only felt that his eyes were dazzled by the light, and then countless knowledge about traditional Chinese medicine rushed into his brain like a surging tide. His head was also filled with an intense pain, as if it was being torn apart.
"Ah!" Wang Zhengyu suddenly cried out in pain, and the sudden headache was relieved. A systematic framework of traditional Chinese medicine knowledge began to flash through his mind.
"This learning is really fast! If I understand these things, can I win the arena match tomorrow?" Wang Zhengyu covered his head and said in a low voice.
"Of course it's impossible, according to tomorrow's schedule, it's about proving that Chinese medicine can determine whether a woman is pregnant by feeling the pulse. This is an experience-based job. I'm only giving you this knowledge so you won't show your ignorance in front of those old Chinese doctors." Tian Shu said disdainfully.
"I'm surprised that Guiguzi isn't famous for his medical skills!" Wang Zhengyu said, deliberately changing the subject.
"A doctor's benevolent heart is not a mindset that just anyone can have to be a good doctor. Let alone back then, the one who worried about the world had his main energy focused on the overall trend of the world, so he studied military strategy, tactics, and divination to understand the overall trend of the world, where did he still have the energy to learn medicine?"
Tian Shu said with a hint of sarcasm, "Similarly, you're not suited to study medicine either! You don't even want to be a genuinely good person, how can you possibly become a good doctor? Being a genuinely good person doesn't necessarily mean one is a good doctor, but a good doctor must first and foremost be a genuinely good person! Do you know why the conflict between doctors and patients is so prominent now? The system and institutional relationships discussed online are one aspect, but more importantly, societal values have made genuinely good people fewer and farther between, so of course good doctors are even scarcer!"
An extraterrestrial intelligent life form ridicules the current situation of China, making Wang Zhengyu somewhat uncomfortable, but he can't refute it. This makes Wang Zhengyu very annoyed, and finally ends the conversation in frustration, "Fine! I'm out of here!"
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At this time, outside the airport, Huo Guangbo had already pretended to be watching the excitement and squeezed in beside a group of old Chinese doctors. With a serious expression, he opened his mouth to chat with an old Chinese doctor who was anxiously looking towards the airport and said: "I say, sir, the banner you're hanging is a bit inappropriate!"
"Hmm?" The old Chinese doctor looked sideways at the young man who had suddenly appeared behind him, his face full of suspicion.
"To be honest with you, I am the 13th generation successor of the Jiang Xiang school, famous for its divination skills throughout the north and south. Seeing this banner you've hung up, I suddenly felt it was inappropriate. I took a moment to calculate your fortune and found that this banner might offend someone important!" Ho Guangbo said with an air of mystery.
"Go, go, go! Little friend, go play!" The old Chinese doctor beside Huo Guangbo glared at him with a look of impatience.
"Alas, I'm kind enough to point it out to you, but you don't appreciate it. Forget it, so many of you have wasted my kindness!" Ho Guangbo had an air of a superior being about him.
The old Chinese doctor was too lazy to bother with Huo Guangbo, but a middle-aged man in his 40s standing behind the old doctor, perhaps out of boredom, chimed in: "Oh? Then why don't you tell us, young man, what's wrong with our banner?"
Huo Guangbo was afraid that no one would pay attention to him. As soon as someone responded, he immediately gained momentum: "The banner is fine everywhere, it's just that there's an extra word!"
"Can one word offend Mr. Wang? I dare ask which word it is?" the middle-aged man in his forties continued to ask.
"All right, Doctor Liu, what are you arguing with this little kid about?" The old Chinese doctor said impatiently.
"Zhang, anyway Mr. Wang hasn't arrived yet, waiting is just waiting, and listening to this young fellow won't hurt either!" Liu said with a smile.
"Right, just listen and the truth will be revealed soon, won't it?" Ho Guangbo also chimed in from the side: "Actually, your banner is off by one character, you shouldn't have added the character for 'old', according to my divination, the person you're waiting for should be around my age, absolutely not over 25! So adding that 'old' character is really absurd!"
"Haha......"
As soon as Huo Guangbo's words came out, a group of people burst into laughter.
"What's so funny? Don't you believe me?"
"Little kid, go play somewhere else! This Mr. Wang is absolutely impossible to be a young man in his twenties!"
"What's wrong, you don't believe what I'm saying?" Huo Guangbo said very seriously in the end, "Or else, let's make a bet!"