Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

Seeing Japan's Holy Hand Yamakawa Ichiro challenging Fang Yu to his face.

Everyone was intrigued.

Fang Yu's fame was only known within the domestic medical community. Compared to an international top doctor like Yamakawa Ichiro, his fame was quite inferior.

"Holy Hand Yamakawa Ichiro once represented Japan, successively winning the International Medical Forum's Honorary Medal three times, enjoying an extremely high status in Japan. With his healing hands, he has cured countless patients. This is a true Divine Doctor!"

"Didn't expect Holy Hand Yamakawa Ichiro to come as well. This is going to be interesting! This Huaxia doctor doesn't look simple either, but encountering Holy Hand Yamakawa Ichiro, I think he's going to fall."

...

Whispers abounded among the crowd.

But it didn't affect the two of them at all, as their eyes met, each observing the other.

Fang Yu stood with his hands behind his back, looking at him indifferently and said: "You are Holy Hand Yamakawa Ichiro?"

Yamakawa Ichiro said: "Koonyour Qiwa, I am Yamakawa Ichiro!"

Though it was a greeting, the arrogance in his tone was palpable. It was a type of arrogance ingrained in his bones, unable to be changed.

Fang Yu asked again, "Then the lady next to you must be Miss Hattori Matsuko?"

The Japanese woman standing next to Yamakawa Ichiro had a flash of intrigue in her eyes and said sternly, "You know me?"

"Who doesn't know of the renowned Yamakawa Ichiro who has an especially powerful and beautiful bodyguard. Seeing you today is truly an eye-opener." Fang Yu's eyes briefly skimmed the chest of the Japanese girl.

Hattori Matsuko's expression changed, angry and ready to strike, but was stopped by Yamakawa Ichiro's hand.

Yamakawa Ichiro was good at keeping his composure, squeezing a smile onto his wrinkled face: "Dr. Fang, please consider my earlier proposal."

Fang Yu chuckled lightly and said:

"Firstly, I won't let this Korean Choi off. Secondly, if you want to have a contest with me, it's also fine, but likewise, there has to be stakes."

Upon hearing this, Yamakawa Ichiro smiled and said, "Good, tell me your stakes."

Seeing him take the bait, Fang Yu's expression became calm, his smile disappearing—

"If you lose, I, want, your, life!"

"..."

The air solidified.

The silence was absolute.

Life is of utmost importance, how could you casually use someone's life as a bet?

Madness.

Definitely madness.

The doctors present stared at Fang Yu in disbelief.

The Chairman of the Medical Association, too, was full of surprise and promptly interjected, "I am very happy to witness the exchange and learning between doctors, but I do not advise such extreme methods."

However...

Both individuals didn't even glance at the so-called Chairman.

Their focus was on each other.

After a moment of silence, Yamakawa Ichiro's eyes shone as he said, "Fine! I accept your bet. If you lose… I want your set of Golden Needles!"

The foreign doctors found it even more incredible, whispering among themselves.

What's so valuable about a set of needles that they can't just have a new set made if they need to study acupuncture?

Only Fang Yu, the corners of his mouth curving into a cold smirk, found this Japanese person quite discerning.

This set of Golden Needles had been passed down in Fang Yu's family.

From one generation to the next, no one knows how many generations it had been passed through. When in the possession of the Lu Family, many people coveted these needles.

"How shall we compare?" Fang Yu asked.

At that moment, Holy Hand Yamakawa Ichiro came forward to the stage and said indifferently, "Lend me a steel plate, the purest one."

The staff immediately went to prepare it.

Soon enough, they brought two steel plates and placed them on the stage.

Yamakawa Ichiro said, "Huaxia's acupuncture is indeed profound. When I was young, I traveled far to Huaxia, studied acupuncture for many years, and only then achieved the title of Holy Hand."

The surroundings erupted in surprise.

No one expected Yamakawa Ichiro to also be an acupuncture master!

No wonder, no wonder...

"Acupuncture is about the skill of the hands. What I have learned is Needle Technique, known as the Difficult Classic Needle Technique, emphasizing the use of both hands for needling, not just one. The 'Difficult Classic' written by Huaxia's sage Bian Que states in 'Ling Shu • Nine Needles and Twelve Originals': the right hand executes the push, the left hand holds and directs."

As soon as he finished.

Yamakawa Ichiro lifted his hands.

Between his fingers, a silver needle was held firmly.

His eyes suddenly turned cold, thrusting toward one of the steel plates.

Bang!

The silver needle was driven straight into the steel plate!

Everyone stared dumbfounded!

Even the Huaxia doctors were amazed. Acupuncture is a traditional Huaxia medical skill; to think that it would be mastered to such a degree by someone from Japan was nothing short of mastery!

Fang Yu also frowned slightly.

The way Yamakawa Ichiro spoke just now, with a standard accent, naturally at ease, was reminiscent of someone who had lived in Huaxia for many years.

Following that, the room burst into fervent applause.

"Inconceivable! Inconceivable..."

"Is this Huaxia acupuncture? Oh no, it's Japanese acupuncture, impressive! Japanese acupuncture seems to be more formidable than Huaxia's!"

"Yes, the Japanese have always been keen on studying and learning; I didn't expect them to become so skilled in the acupuncture they learned!"

"Admiration! The title of 'Holy Hand' is indeed well-deserved."

Listening to everyone's praises.

Yamakawa Ichiro was also all smiles.

He clasped his hands together and said, "I am honored... Now, please, Doctor Fang, bring out the Golden Needle."

The other doctors nodded in agreement. Indeed, there was no need to compete. To be able to pierce a silver needle into a steel plate, what precision and control of force it must require!

At that moment, Xu Zhaopei walked over, standing beside Fang Yu with a look of apology, whispering, "Sorry, I didn't expect this to happen. You should run; I'll hold them off here... The Golden Needle is for healing people, not for him."

"..."

Fang Yu gave her a disdainful look, "Do you really have that little faith in me?"

Xu Zhaopei looked up, "Please, piercing a steel plate with a silver needle! You've got to be kidding!"

"Just watch me..." Saying this, Fang Yu slapped her on the glute.

Xu Zhaopei was infuriated, her pretty face flushed red and she stamped her foot on the spot.

Fang Yu walked to the front of the stage, spoke out loudly, "You're pleased with yourself too early... I haven't even made a move yet, how could you know you'll win?"

Upon hearing this, Yamakawa Ichiro replied, "Then please, go ahead."

Everyone was skeptical, shaking their heads.

If he were to simply concede, at least he wouldn't lose too disgracefully.

Alas, what stubbornness!

Just when everyone thought Fang Yu would pull out the Golden Needle—

"Daotian."

Chen Daotian ran over like a lackey, saluting, "At your service!"

"Stop chewing, give me the toothpick."

"Ah?"

"I said, give me the toothpick, always holding a toothpick in your mouth, no wonder you're a single dog, such a loser," Fang Yu mocked.

"..."

Chen Daotian looked wronged and aggrieved, what's wrong with holding a toothpick?

Whom did he provoke?

He handed the toothpick to Fang Yu.

Fang Yu, holding the toothpick, said, "Yamakawa Ichiro used a silver needle, I'll just use this toothpick..."

The entire audience gasped.

What kind of international joke was this?

Even a needle made of alloy might not easily penetrate this steel plate, and he was talking about using a toothpick?

Is he an idiot!?

Making a fool of everyone?

"Young man, although bragging isn't illegal, too much of it can bring bad luck!"

"He's watched too many sci-fi supernatural movies! Definitely too many!"

"He's out of his mind!"

"If he can pierce it, I'll streak here on the spot."