Jeff furrowed his brow, "Who are you, sir?"

  "I? I'm Du Ming, Zhao Yuexin's assistant."

  Jeff said, "As an assistant, you are not qualified to come on stage. I invited a famous doctor here, and we don't need someone like you to waste our time."

  Du Ming rolled his eyes, "What's wrong? You didn't say that assistants can't go on stage to compete, did you? Are you afraid of competing with me?"

  Jeff sneered, "How could I be afraid of competing with you? You're just a small assistant, I wouldn't even bother comparing myself to you."

  Some people below also said, "Yes, young man, this person is very powerful, don't be too arrogant!"

  "Right! Step down quickly! Let another famous doctor come up! He will definitely win against him!"

  Du Ming irritably scratched his ear, "Shut up, all of you! I'm talking about that Jeff, are you going to compare or not? Anyway, I'm challenging him now. If he's not daring enough, then forget it, I'll leave."

  Jeff was enraged. "Stand still! Who says I don't dare to try? You come over, you just said my method is problematic, now you say what's the problem!"

  "I've told you, your prescription can't cure the root cause and may even lead to adverse side effects," Du Ming stepped forward, took the pulse of the patient who had just been treated by Jeff and Zhao Yuexin, used a silver needle to prick some acupoints, wrote a new prescription on a piece of paper and handed it over.

  "Following this method, without surgery, according to the right proportion of medicine, take it every day on time. I'll give you an acupuncture treatment first to relieve your symptoms."

  Du Ming drew out the silver needle again and carefully pricked some acupoints on the patient, then pulled it out after a while.

  The patient moved his body a bit and said, "Ah, I really feel much better? My whole body doesn't hurt anymore."

  Du Ming nodded and turned around to look at Jeff, who looked somewhat incredulous. "You're not just an assistant, are you? How could you possibly cure him?"

  Du Ming spread his hands and said, "The truth is here, if you don't believe it, let's have another match."

  Jeff waved his hand and pointed at a patient, "Just cure this one, if you can cure him then you win."

  Du Ming walked up casually and gave the patient an examination.

  Jeff also did his own examination of the patient.

  Actually, this patient Jeff had been diagnosed before, but after trying various methods, he couldn't be cured. He didn't believe that Du Ming could cure the patient in such a short time.

  Du Ming finished the diagnosis and paused for a moment, stroking his chin and frowning in thought. He then took out a piece of paper and quickly wrote out a prescription.

  "Just stay in this house and decoct medicine every day. Come to me for acupuncture once a day for the next three days, and you will be cured, absolutely."

  Jeff couldn't believe it and walked over to grab Du Ming, "What kind of person are you? How can you have such great skills? How is it possible for you to cure him?"

  "Me?" Du Ming smiled, "My name is Du Ming, I'm just an assistant."

  Jeff stared at "Assistant" Du Ming in shock as he provocatively glanced at him and walked off the stage.

  The audience below, except for Zhao Yu'e, were all stunned, "This guy, is he really an assistant?"

  Zhao Yuxuan gave Du Ming a thumbs up, "You're really good, I have to admit that I'm not as good as you."

  "Hey, you've finally admitted defeat?" Du Ming raised an eyebrow, and Zhao Yuexin pouted, "Considering you've earned face for all of us traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, I'll admit defeat."

  Du Ming smiled and Zhao Yuexin said again, "However, you have to teach me!"

  "Alright," Du Ming said helplessly, "we can leave now, I can teach you right away."

  Zhao Yu'e glanced at others, hesitated for a moment, and Du Ming urged her, "Come on, what's the point of staying here? These people's medical skills are not even as good as mine, why waste time."

  Zhao Yu'e listened and also made sense, nodded, and followed Du Ming quietly leaving the communication venue.

  As for others arguing which is better between Chinese and Western medicine, or why the assistant was capable of doing things, neither of them were interested in paying attention to it anymore.

  Du Ming detailed his medical skills entry method to Zhao Yuexian, who nodded repeatedly. This method is said to be the same as traditional Chinese medicine, but also has its own unique approach, which is difficult to learn, but once mastered, it can reach the level of "magic hands".

  After finishing class with Zhao Yuexin, Du Ming returned home. Suddenly, the phone rang, and Du Ming picked it up to see an unfamiliar number.

  Du Ming furrowed his brow and picked up the phone. A low, male voice came from the other end, "Hello, is this Mr. Du Ming?"

  Du Ming said, "It's me, who are you?"

  That man sneered and said, "You first listen to whose voice this is."

  Du Ming didn't understand what the man meant, when suddenly a loud "slap" sound came from the phone, followed by a woman's scream, "Ah, what are you doing?! Ah! Help!"

  Du Ming's pupils suddenly contracted, it was Yan Chuchu!

  The man continued, "How about it, Mr. Du? Did you hear?"

  Du Ming gritted his teeth and said, "What do you mean? What do you want to do?"

  The man smiled and said, "Mr. Du, don't be angry, I just want to talk business with you. Tonight at 7 o'clock, at the factory in the north of the city, we'll be waiting for you."

  He hung up the phone and Du Ming yelled, "Wait! Hello! Hello! Damn it!"

  Du Ming glanced at the time, it was already past five o'clock. He immediately called Li Yulan, "Wine cup, there's an urgent task, pack your things quickly and meet me near the factory in the north of the city at 6:50!"

  Li Yulan was originally lazy and sloppy, but as soon as she heard this, she immediately became spirited. "Yes, no problem, Mr. Du!"

  Du Ming also made some simple preparations and arrived at the factory in the north of the city at 6:50.

  Xian Chu Chu was in the factory, tightly bound to a chair by someone. Two men stood beside her, one of whom had a knife pressed against her neck.

  Chu Chu looked around in horror, the man opposite her was a middle-aged man who was slightly fat, smiling at her with a hint of slyness, surrounded by tough-looking thugs.

  At this time, a mournful cry suddenly sounded from outside, and all the thugs immediately became alert, looking towards the source of the sound.

  Before long, Du Ming came in with two men, one in each hand, both of whom had fainted. He threw them to the ground near the middle-aged man.

  The middle-aged man took a glance and slightly changed color. Those two people were among the few he had sent to guard outside.

  Du Ming looked at him coldly, "I'm here now, say what you want quickly. I warn you, it's best to let this girl go immediately, or else you'll definitely regret it!"