Top-class Bodyguard

"So, we're allies now." Qingdaofu smiled slightly, "Do you want to treat the wounds on your face? You know, with our gene modification technology, giving you a new face is no big deal."

"No," the tone of Purple Thorn was full of hatred, "I want to keep this face, so when I kill the King of Mercenaries, I can use his skin to make a new one!"

...

The next day.

Ren Feng lay in bed as the morning sunlight streamed down.

Ren Feng was still in dreamland. Since returning to Huaxia, he no longer had the constant tension he used to feel, so he was happy to sleep in every morning.

"Your Majesty, there's a rogue outside the palace asking to see you. Will you take the call or execute them? Your Majesty, there's a rogue outside the palace asking to see you. Will you take the call or execute them?"

Suddenly, Ren Feng's phone ringtone started repeating.

Damn, who's calling me so early in the morning?

Feeling a bit speechless, Ren Feng silenced his phone and tried to go back to sleep.

But immediately, the phone rang again.

Ren Feng pressed it again, and it rang once more.

In an instant, Ren Feng was furious. Can a man not get some sleep around here?

When he answered the call, Yu Guanyi's anxious voice came through.

"Young friend, do you have a moment? Can you come over?"

"Encountered another incurable disease?" Ren Feng yawned.

"No, our traditional Chinese medicine is being challenged. The opponent has come straight to us, young friend, please come quickly."

"Challenging traditional Chinese medicine?" Ren Feng yawned again, "Can't you handle it yourself? Let me sleep a bit more."

"No, young friend, this time the person is formidable. If we lose, the entire reputation of traditional Chinese medicine will be weakened."

"What's that got to do with me?" Ren Feng yawned for the third time.

On the other end, Yu Guanyi was extremely anxious, very frustrated with Ren Feng's attitude.

"Young friend, if you come over, I'll introduce my granddaughter to you." Yu Guanyi stomped his foot in anger.

"Introduce your granddaughter to me? You must be joking... Wait, what did you say? Granddaughter? Old Yu, how come you didn't say so earlier? You actually have a granddaughter? Is she pretty, does she have a big chest? Oh, Old Yu, with our years of friendship, this is really, why not tell me sooner? Protecting traditional Chinese medicine is my duty, even if there's a mountain of knives and a sea of flames ahead, I won't shy away. Hold on, let me put on some socks first."

Listening to the sounds of Ren Feng scrambling on the other end, Yu Guanyi was taken aback.

After hanging up the phone, a rather uneasy traditional Chinese medicine practitioner next to him asked, "Mr. Yu, will he come?"

Yu Guanyi chuckled wryly, he'd almost "sold" his granddaughter, how could he not come?

But this guy gets so excited at the mere mention of a woman, there's no way he could actually introduce his granddaughter to him. Otherwise, it wouldn't be good for his granddaughter.

It's just a pity this guy has such astonishing medical skills.

"Guanyi, this time it's my fault," said an old man of similar age sitting next to Yu Guanyi, the director of the city's first hospital, and a lifelong friend of Yu Guanyi.

A while ago, a group of visiting doctors from abroad came to Jiangnan City for an inspection, and Ye Chong was appointed to receive them, being a Western doctor himself, he shared a common language with them.

At first, the doctors behaved normally, exchanging experiences at various hospitals, but yesterday, someone suggested they should exchange with traditional Chinese medicine.

Ye Chong immediately thought of Yu Guanyi, as he was the president of Jiangnan City's Traditional Chinese Medicine Association and rich in traditional Chinese medicine experience. For an exchange, it had to be him.

However, it was unexpected that just as the people were brought over today, those Western doctors began provoking and pushing the limits; they completely looked down on traditional Chinese medicine and came deliberately to suppress it.

At this moment, across from them sat a group of blonde-haired and blue-eyed foreigners, both male and female, of varying ages. In the center, a foreign doctor was competing with a practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Dr. Zhao," the foreigner's accent was awkward, "you must understand that all ailments in the human body are caused by viruses. As long as you control and eliminate the virus, the conditions will be cured. I cannot understand your concept of natural integration or unity of the universe."

Dr. Zhao, a seasoned traditional Chinese medicine practitioner himself, was having a hard time with the foreign doctor. He could only try to explain, "The concept of traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes the yin and yang and the five elements, viewing the human body as a system of their circulation and balance. Only when they are balanced will a person not become ill."

"I don't understand," the foreign doctor shook his head, "how about we use experiments to make our point, just like the last time."

Dr. Zhao hesitated for a moment; actually, there had already been two rounds of competition, both of which traditional Chinese medicine lost without a doubt.

The contest method was very simple. There were many patients at Jiuzhitang; they used their own methods to address the patients' symptoms. The foreign doctors had even brought patients with various conditions with them, just in case they ran out.

These patients had been brought from nearby hospitals, something Ye Chong was completely unaware of.

The first round was a cold, and the second was cold and dampness. The method on the traditional Chinese medicine side was to prescribe medicinal decoctions, while the Western medicine side used pills, simple and direct.

Due to the rapid and immediate effects of Western medicine, traditional Chinese medicine lost both rounds.

Seeing that the foreign doctors wanted to use experiments again, Yu Guanyi sighed, "This is the drawback of traditional Chinese medicine. It emphasizes root cause treatment, which requires harmonizing yin and yang; this takes time. But with the competition rules only allowing an hour, traditional Chinese medicine is destined to lose."

Ye Chong forced a smile, "Old Yu, I apologize to you. I think these Western doctors came prepared."

"It's not your fault," Yu Guanyi said calmly, "Actually, there are quick methods in traditional Chinese medicine too, but most have been lost to time, and I don't advocate them anyway. Although Western medicine quickly addresses symptoms, the drug toxins remain in the body, and without truly curing the cause, the condition worsens upon relapse."

The competition resumed in the field as two patients with headaches stepped forward.

"They both have headaches, Dr. Zhao, let's see who can quickly treat them and decide the winner of this round," the foreign doctor smiled.

Dr. Zhao felt a bit awkward, caught between a rock and a hard place, with so many people watching, including many patients. If he didn't agree, it would be dismantling Jiuzhitang's reputation.

"Alright,"

Dr. Zhao nodded in agreement, and then began to meticulously examine the patient's symptoms, starting with pulse diagnosis and inspecting the tongue coating.

A few patients observing the scene were watching closely.

"I didn't expect to see a medical competition today. Who are these people, and why are they all foreigners?"

"They seem to be doctors. This is interesting, Western medicine against traditional Chinese medicine again."

"Hey, we're just here for the show, but it's quite something. They said the diagnoses today are free of charge. If any of you have health issues, you can go up after."

"Really? That's awesome, but somehow I feel traditional Chinese medicine isn't doing well, always losing."

"Yeah, why can't it compare with Western medicine?"

"I think traditional Chinese medicine is not up to snuff. Throughout these few rounds, it hasn't been a match for Western medicine. Although those people are foreigners, it seems they completely overshadow traditional Chinese medicine in terms of medical skills."

The patients were chattering among themselves, and soon, the results of the competition were about to be revealed.