Wu Yuanqing frowned, looked at Xu Yuanshan, and asked in confusion: "Doctor Xu, what is this?"
Xu Yuanshan and Wu Yuanqing are people of similar stature.
In response to Wu Yuanqing's question, he snorted coldly.
He repeated his previous remarks.
"If a young man like this is allowed to learn Chinese medicine, it would be harmful to him!"
"Doctor Xu, I think there must be some misunderstanding between you two?"
After listening to this, Wu Yuanqing shook his head.
"At least, based on what I know about him, he would never be such a person."
Xu Yuanshan sneered.
"You mean, I'm lying? I'm so old, would I still lie?"
"Anyway, Qin Hao must leave the Chinese Medicine Exchange Conference!"
When Wu Yuanqing saw Xu Yuanshan being so aggressive, he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.
He raised his voice and said to Xu Yuanshan, "Doctor Xu, I personally invited Doctor Qin here. Are you trying to kick him out? Are you just not giving me the face I deserve?"
Xu Yuanshan remained unmoved.
"Don't tell me this. Today, either he leaves or I leave. It's up to President Wu to decide!"
Now, Wu Yuanqing was in trouble.
As for Qin Hao, he naturally wanted to keep him.
But Xu Yuanshan was also invited by the organizer and is also a very important figure.
If you leave the market for this reason, it will also have a significant impact.
Qin Hao saw Wu Yuanqing's embarrassment and said, "President Wu, it's okay. I'll leave."
"Thank you very much for your invitation. I will still participate if I have the chance in the future."
Without waiting for Wu Yuanqing to speak, Qin Hao turned around and left.
Wu Yuanqing felt extremely guilty and became so angry that blood rushed to his head. He suddenly fell to the ground with a pale face.
Fortunately, there was someone nearby who was quick enough to hold him up.
Otherwise, Wu Yuanqing would have fallen to the ground, and his old body would probably have died here.
Everyone surrounded Wu Yuanqing and checked on him.
Qin Hao, who had not yet walked out of the gate of the TCM exchange meeting venue, noticed the commotion behind him. When he saw Wu Yuanqing lying on the ground unconscious, he hurried back.
"All of you, get out of the way. Let me see what's going on with President Wu!"
Xu Yuanshan, the most experienced Chinese medicine practitioner present, stood up.
These fellow Chinese medicine practitioners quickly made way for him to take Wu Yuanqing's pulse.
"Mr. Xu, please come and take a look."
"You are the only one present who can bring the dead back to life."
Xu Yuanshan nodded calmly, and while taking the patient's pulse, he said, "I know, don't worry. Now everyone be quiet so I can listen to the patient's pulse carefully."
As soon as these words were spoken, the Chinese medicine practitioners around him suddenly became silent.
Even, I didn't dare to breathe heavily, for fear of disturbing the other person.
It was not until Xu Yuanshan let go of Wu Yuanqing's hand and began to take out silver needles from his bag that the Chinese medicine practitioners around him dared to ask questions.
"Chief Xu, what's going on with President Wu?"
"President Wu, is his condition serious?"
Xu Yuanshan took out the silver needle and explained, "President Wu is suffering from an acute myocardial infarction due to anger. Don't worry, I'll give him a few injections and he'll be fine!"
The silver needles that Xu Yuanshan took out were of different lengths, thicknesses, and shapes.
At first glance, it looks no different from an ordinary silver needle.
But upon closer inspection, I discovered that there were auspicious clouds and cranes engraved on the silver needle.
Taking out a silver needle, Xu Yuanshan was about to stab the patient when Qin Hao suddenly stopped him.
"Wait a moment!"
"Don't rush to give me the acupuncture. Let me feel Mr. Wu's pulse first."
Xu Yuanshan looked and saw that it was Qin Hao again. He shouted, "Didn't you leave? Why are you back? Get out right now!"
Qin Hao just glanced at him without arguing with him, and squatted down to take Wu Yuanqing's pulse.
As soon as Qin Hao touched Wu Yuanqing's pulse, he frowned.
He lifted Wu Yuanqing's eyelids again and took a look, and then he confirmed the general idea.
Afterwards, Qin Hao said directly to Xu Yuanshan: "You can't give acupuncture to Chairman Wu, it will cost someone's life!"
Xu Yuanshan ignored him and angrily said, "Don't try to fool me with this! I have been practicing medicine for decades, don't I know how to do it?"
"On the contrary, you are a young boy. You don't think you are very capable just because you cured a difficult and complicated disease, do you?"
Qin Hao also looked serious.
"Xu Yuanshan, you are a doctor, you have to be responsible for your patients. I advise you to take their pulse again and don't be hasty!"
"Even if you have been practicing medicine for many years, you will make mistakes sometimes. I am doing this for your own good and for President Wu's good."
Xu Yuanshan looked at Qin Hao with a gloomy expression.
"I don't need you to tell me what to do! Get out of the way and don't delay me from treating President Wu!"
The Chinese medicine practitioners around also spoke up in agreement.
"Don't waste time, let Chief Xu treat President Wu first!"
"You can't take responsibility if you delay, so get out of the way."
Qin Hao wanted to persuade him further.
Xu Yuanshan directly inserted a needle into the acupuncture point on Wu Yuanqing's body.
Oops!
Qin Hao watched Xu Yuanshan insert silver needles into Wu Yuanqing's body, and thought to himself that something was wrong.
Xu Yuanshan's acupuncture technique is not bad. On the contrary, it can be considered orthodox.
Xu Yuanshan became famous at a young age thanks to his life-saving acupuncture technique.
Over the decades, prestige has accumulated to the extreme.
The traditional Chinese medicine practitioners present saw this and whispered in admiration.
"It was worth it to be able to watch Master Xu perform a life-saving needle up close."
"I've long heard that the Xu family's inherited acupuncture techniques are superb. It seems that what they said is true."
"With Elder Xu's help, President Wu should be fine. That's great!"
Only Qin Hao was watching from the side, and said in a cold voice: "Xu Yuanshan, since you don't listen to my advice, if something goes wrong later, you will be embarrassed!"
This statement caused dissatisfaction among many of his fellow Chinese medicine practitioners.
"How can you talk like that? That's too much!"
"Mr. Xu is a leader in our field of traditional Chinese medicine. His medical skills are obvious to all. What is your purpose in saying these things?"
"I didn't believe what Mr. Xu said before, but now it seems that you are really a bad person. You actually slandered Mr. Xu like this!"
After hearing Qin Hao's warning, Xu Yuanshan just sneered and continued to give acupuncture.
His fingertips moved lightly, like a butterfly gathering nectar from a flower.
Each silver needle kept inserting and changing the acupuncture points on Wu Yuanqing's body, making people dizzy.
Some people even vaguely heard the resonance coming from the silver needles.
It was as if, really, it was like the fluttering of a psionic butterfly's wings.
This miraculous phenomenon amazed many Chinese medicine practitioners present and they called it a magical skill.
"This is incredible. Is this really something that an ordinary person can do?"
"Yes, it seems that Elder Xu's life-extending acupuncture has reached a new peak. He uses high-frequency hand speed to make the silver needles vibrate and emit energy."
"Oh my god, if I could be as good as Old Xu, I would have no regrets in my life."