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  Beijing North City Hospital is a Grade 3 hospital in Beijing and the venue for this Chinese-Western medicine showdown. It's just across the street from the hotel chosen by Old Chinese Doctor, within walking distance of no more than 500 meters. So after breakfast, everyone chose to walk there.

  Walking out of the hotel, it was already eight o'clock, but the sky was still as gray and hazy as when Wang Zhengyu had just gotten up. The thick fog shrouded the capital city like a fairyland.

  "I had only heard about the severe haze in Beijing online before, but today I finally experienced it firsthand!" Wang Zhengyu exclaimed as he gazed out at the murky scene just 50 meters away.

  "Doesn't this young brother rarely go out?" Liu Daifu chimed in beside him.

  "Yes! Still a student, without a long vacation can only stay in Jiangcheng every day!"

  "That's it! Actually, this smog is still the most flavorful in Beijing. Your Jiangcheng smog is moist and elegant, but lacks the richness of Beijing's smog. The smog in Beihai is rough and bold, but unfortunately lacks the depth of Beijing's smog. I think that smog also needs to be savored, this old Beijing smog is thicker and heavier than the new smog in the south, soft and mellow when entering the nose, yet not losing its richness, with a hint of aftertaste when carefully savoring. So, come to Beijing often to taste the smog, it's absolutely right!" Liu Daifu joked.

  "Hey, Wang, don't listen to Old Liu's nonsense. If you ask me, the smog in Beijing is not just blocking people's sight, it's also clouding their minds. Otherwise, why would those so-called experts in Beijing be so good at stirring up trouble? One day they're promoting genetically modified food, and the next day they're saying traditional Chinese medicine is pseudoscience. They've ruined everything our ancestors left behind!" Zhang said, getting angrier by the minute.

  Wang Zhengyu smiled and said nothing.

  Zhang Lao's words were clearly aimed at Chen Jian, the initiator of this arena match and the director of the Department of Internal Medicine at Xicheng Hospital.

  Although Wang Zhengyu is not concerned about the controversy between traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, as a die-hard netizen, he naturally learned about the whole incident from the internet.

  In fact, Xicheng Hospital is also a small celebrity in Beijing, especially the internal medicine department of the hospital, which is among the best in the country. So as the director of the internal medicine department, Chen Jianshao is also a well-known figure.

  Especially after work, Dr. Chen Jian likes to play with **. Over the years, he has accumulated more than a million fans. So this guy claimed on ** that traditional Chinese medicine is pseudoscience and announced that he would privately take out 100,000 yuan to challenge a TCM doctor to a pulse-taking competition to diagnose pregnancy.

  As soon as this statement came out, it was naturally immediately hyped up by the media who feared that the world would not be chaotic. So the Chinese medicine practitioners couldn't sit still and started to voice their support, and in this way, the topic was thoroughly heated up. After half a year of preparation and fermentation for the event, there is even a trend towards developing into a national entertainment event.

  So the arena match was confirmed at this time and officially started. Choosing to hold it during the National Day Golden Week was precisely to allow Chinese medicine practitioners who were interested in signing up to have time to rush to Beijing.

  ……

  It was just a few sentences later when they arrived at Beicheng Hospital.

  Wang Zhengyu thought they had arrived early enough, but when they got to the Beicheng Hospital, they found out that they were not early at all. Although the smog was thick, the hospital entrance was packed with people and the media's cameras and microphones were visible even through the haze.

  "What's with such a big fuss?" Wang Zhengyu suddenly felt a little intimidated.

  "It's been like this for two days! The organizing committee spent two days discussing the competition schedule, and these media have been waiting here for two days. If you had come two days earlier, you would have been blocked by reporters at the hotel entrance for interviews every day!" Zhang Dasong explained.

  "Haha, yeah! Old Zhang, as our Chinese Medicine Association's vice president, even gave a special media interview! Wang Xiao, brother, Old Zhang was boasting in front of the reporters, especially today's competition is being broadcast live by several media outlets including CCTV, you must take it seriously, don't mess up, or Old Zhang will lose face!" Dr. Liu joked.

  "Is there still a live broadcast?" Wang Zhengyu was stunned, he really didn't know this point.

  Since he was rejected by the girl in school, he hasn't been online much. During the National Day holiday, he was taken on a trip by Huo Guangbo and didn't have time to pay attention to online trends, so although he knew about this competition, he really didn't know that it would be broadcast on TV, and he couldn't help but feel nervous at the moment.

  "Alright, don't be nervous, let's go in!" Zhang Dasong glared at Liu Dafu beside him and comforted Wang Zhengyu with a sentence before leading the way to the entrance of Beicheng Hospital.

  Things have come to this, although Wang Zhengyu's heart has retreated, he can only follow Zhang Lao's back, hiding in a group of people, trying to keep a low profile and following the crowd towards the hospital gate.

  Perhaps it was the smog that obscured Wang Zhengyu's figure, or perhaps he was too young and clearly different from people's impression of a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. The media personnel guarding the entrance didn't bother him much, but instead Zhang Lao and Liu Daifu were surrounded and asked many questions. Only with the help of security guards did the group manage to break through the crowds and enter the hospital through the outpatient department door.

  The hospital has already made preparations internally, the emergency department and outpatient department are completely isolated. The outpatient department not only laid out a red carpet but also set up signs along the way leading to the competition venue, and there were beautiful women wearing formal attire to greet people.

  But what made Wang Zhengyu feel much more at ease was that there were obviously many fewer reporters in the hospital now, and these reporters had obviously already interviewed this group of people before, they just politely said hello without coming over to bother them.

  "Come on, Wang, you lead the way!" Zhang Lao suddenly said with a sincere invitation.

  "No, absolutely not! You are a senior with high prestige, you should lead the way!"

  Although Zhang's words were sincere, it was clear that he wanted to create momentum for Wang Zhengyu, but Wang quickly refused. Joking aside, he didn't have time to keep a low profile at this moment, let alone show off like this.

  The old man Zhang, who had become more astute with age, apparently saw through Wang Zhengyu's emotions and didn't push the issue any further. He took the lead and walked at the very front. The beautiful female guide, who was responsible for leading the way, overheard the conversation between the two men and looked at Wang Zhengyu in surprise.

  The competition venue was set up in the conference room on the sixth floor of the hospital. As soon as he entered the venue, Wang Zhengyu looked around and found that it was just an ordinary conference room that could hold about 200 people. The seats in the front row near the podium were still empty, with only a few dozen people scattered in the back.

  The podium had obviously been specially arranged, with the entire back of the podium separated into two halves by a thick curtain, which was clearly used to separate the Chinese medicine practitioner from the patient. On the left side of the curtain, a treatment table had been set up, and on both sides of the podium, many people were busily adjusting various recording devices.

  "Ladies and gentlemen, this way, please!" The hostess bowed slightly and stretched out one hand, pointing to the left side of the rostrum, which was reserved for Chinese medicine practitioners.

  "Director Zhang, Director Liu, you're here quite early today!"

  Just as everyone was about to take their seats, a sudden greeting came from behind. Wang Zhengyu turned his head and saw a middle-aged man in his 40s walking into the venue entrance.

  He is a very particular person.

  His hair was combed back neatly, the gray suit didn't have a single wrinkle, and even his tie knot was tied perfectly.

  "He is Chen Jian, the director of internal medicine here. This thing was caused by this Sun today!" Dr. Liu said to Wang Zhengyu in a low voice.

  To be honest, at this moment, Wang Zhengyu didn't have a good impression of Dr. Chen Jian. If it weren't for this guy causing trouble, he should now be comfortably staying in the school dormitory with Huo Guangbo discussing how to make a fortune quietly, why would he need to come and stir up this muddy water? So, as a result, Chen Jian's plump face that looked kind and gentle, became particularly detestable in Wang Zhengyu's eyes.

  "What if we don't make it early? With Director Chen making such a fuss, if we don't arrive early, won't others think that we traditional Chinese medicine practitioners are afraid? Wouldn't that be exactly what Director Chen wants?" Zhang Lao said bluntly and sarcastically.

  "Truth will be clearer through debate. Since everyone has so much confidence in traditional Chinese medicine, it's a good opportunity to show off and let those of us who don't believe in traditional Chinese medicine gain some knowledge. If traditional Chinese medicine wins, isn't that promoting national culture?" Chen Jian didn't get angry, but instead seemed quite elegant.

  "Oh? So we should also thank Director Chen for his kindness and support?" Zhang Lao said sarcastically.

  "Director Zhang, you're a big shot now, no need to bother with this kind of person. When a dog bites a man, we humans can't bite back, right? Let's wait until the competition is over and then we'll see how he performs." Wang Zhengyu suddenly interjected.

  Although Wang Zhengyu was indeed displeased with Chen Jian, he really didn't want to interrupt at this time. If it wasn't for the sudden request from the silent Tian Shu.

  Wang Zhengyu's words immediately irritated the self-proclaimed great doctor, Chen Jian, whose face began to turn ugly from its previously hypocritical smile.

  "Zhang Lao, who is this young man...?" Chen Jian asked in a stifled voice, his tone even colder.

  "This is one of my younger brothers, also a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. To be honest with you, we discussed and decided that this young brother will replace us in the battle today!" Zhang said vaguely.

  "Oh? Isn't it you who personally took the stage? I said, Old Zhang, you shouldn't be afraid of losing and specially find a young whippersnapper to fool around with?" Seeing that things had gotten ugly, Chen Jian also didn't bother with courtesy anymore and sneered.

  "Haha, since Director Chen thinks so, why don't we make a private bet on it?" Zhang Lao said with a flicker of his eyes.

  "What's the bet?" Chen Jian asked back.

  "I've made some money from practicing medicine over the years, not a lot, but around 5-6 million. You say traditional Chinese medicine is pseudoscience, so it seems that all these years I've been making dishonest money. Since that's the case, I'd rather take out this money and bet with you! Let's bet 5 million. If traditional Chinese medicine loses, I'll give you the money and consider myself completely clean from now on. Of course, if we win today, I can also take the money with a clear conscience. What do you say?"

  "Zhang Lao said it well, this money earned from cheating, I also feel uneasy taking it. Why don't I take out 100,000 yuan and bet with Director Chen! The question is, will Director Chen dare?" Liu Daifu immediately chimed in on the side.

  "Right! Why don't I join in too? I'll put in 2 million! But Doctor Chen isn't a scammer, just afraid he can't swindle that much money, doesn't dare to take the bait!"

  "Everyone is so enthusiastic, I'm not going to be left out by not contributing a single penny, am I? I'll put in 300,000! Director Chen wouldn't be afraid of a young guy like me, would he?"

  ……

  At one time, a group of old Chinese doctors were all in an uproar.