My White and Rich Beautiful CEO Wife-Chapter 696: Making a Bet

"Bang bang... open the door!"

Du Zhong grabbed the brass ring on the door and knocked twice.

"The master is here!"

Someone inside said and walked to the door, opening the clinic’s entrance.

"Ladies and gentlemen...."

Turning around, Divine Doctor Du held his fist to his chest and said, "My apprentice’s clinic has some matters to attend to today. If you’re willing to wait a while longer, we’ll treat you after we’re done with the urgent case. If you’re in a hurry, please visit another hospital nearby. My apologies!"

"Then we’ll wait!"

"Yeah, we’ll stay and cheer you on!"

"Those people from Stick Nation just now were so arrogant!"

The people in the queue had also seen several men from Stick Nation enter the clinic; probably they had come to cause trouble for Divine Doctor Du’s senior apprentice.

The noise of their argument was so loud, even a deaf person could hear it.

It’s just that the Stick Nation side was speaking their Korean language, which the people outside couldn’t understand.

"Then I thank you all!"

After bowing, Divine Doctor Du looked at Qin Yu and said, "Mr. Qin, please come in with your friend!"

"Okay!"

Qin Yu didn’t bother with Ou Changfeng but supported Lu Wenrou as they entered the clinic.

"Hmph...."

Ou Changfeng felt annoyed but also didn’t want to become a eunuch. Divine Doctor Du was the most famous Divine Doctor in Jinling; if even he couldn’t heal him, then he was done for.

With a frown and a somewhat awkward gait, he too entered the clinic.

The remaining people gathered at the doorway, curious to see the situation unfold between the people from Stick Nation and Divine Doctor Du’s apprentice.

"Mr. Qin, please take a seat!"

Divine Doctor Du’s senior apprentice, who knew Qin Yu, was aware that his master had put in a lot of effort to invite Qin Yu to perform acupuncture on him and reckoned that Qin Yu’s medical skills were even superior to his master’s.

He was very polite as he brought a chair out for Qin Yu to sit down.

"Wenrou, you sit!"

Qin Yu gave the chair to Lu Wenrou. She had been stabbed twice in the thigh last night; standing for long wouldn’t be suitable for her.

As for Ou Changfeng, he didn’t receive such good treatment. The divine doctor Du’s eldest disciple simply didn’t recognize him. Moreover, since he was a new face and looked very ordinary, he wasn’t taken seriously.

He could only slightly stick out his butt and clench his legs, looking quite comical in the posture.

"Hey, cousin, you sit,"

Eventually, Lu Wenrou gave up her seat to Ou Changfeng.

"Hey, now that your master has arrived, are you still going to take the bet or not?"

There were still a few people standing in the courtyard. Among them was one wearing a neat suit, with gold-rimmed glasses, looking very handsome.

Behind him followed a bodyguard-looking strong man, but the one who spoke was clearly from Hua Country, probably acting as the translator.

"Master... what do you think?"

Since Divine Doctor Du had arrived, his eldest disciple naturally didn’t dare to decide on his own and passed the decision-making power to him.

After all, a loss not only involved the reputation of Chinese medicine in Hua Country,

These years, with the invasion of Western medicine, fewer and fewer people believed in Chinese medicine. Even the people from Stick Nation had come forth claiming that they were the authentic practitioners of Chinese medicine and accused Hua Country of plagiarizing their achievements.

"Hmm..."

Divine Doctor Du stroked his beard, pondering for a moment before saying, "They have been pestering me for days, and I ignored them. But since they have come to the doorstep, let them state it clearly, how exactly will we bet?"

"My master is asking you, what exactly are the terms of the bet? Please clarify!"

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The eldest disciple addressed the translator.

"Mr. Li Sihao’s rules are very simple. A patient will be randomly chosen on site, and whoever can diagnose and cure the illness fastest wins. As for the stake..."

The translator’s voice trailed off as he took out a rod-shaped box from his briefcase. Upon opening it, a glistening white ginseng was revealed, clearly of extraordinary quality: "This ginseng was inadvertently found by Mr. Li Sihao’s grandfather at the foot of Changbai Mountain, and it is five hundred years old. If you win, the ginseng is yours. If you lose, please hand over the ancient formula for the Beauty Enhancement Pill to us."

Divine Doctor Du had several pharmaceutical companies under his name. One of them produced the Beauty Enhancement Pill, which had already become a bestseller in Stick Nation.

The translator’s Li Sihao was a prominent member of Stick Nation’s famous Heixing Group, and his grandfather was specifically responsible for medical research. When they found out that the Beauty Enhancement Pill was developed by a Chinese medicine practitioner in Jinling, Hua Country, he sent his grandson to challenge with the ulterior motive of obtaining the ancient formula for the Beauty Enhancement Pill for free.

"Master, tsk tsk... five hundred years of ginseng!"

Divine Doctor Du’s eldest disciple’s face showed temptation.

Only a mega-corporation like the Heixing Group would have such heritage to produce a five hundred-year ginseng; ordinary Chinese medicine practitioners and families likely couldn’t even produce a hundred-year-old ginseng.

You should know, the national conditions of Stick Nation are completely different from those of our Hua Country. Not to mention the economy, even politically, these mega-conglomerates have the final say.

This means these conglomerates have monopolized the entire nation’s resources, so it’s truly not surprising that they could produce a five-hundred-year-old ginseng.

"Hmm..."

Qin Yu scratched his chin, even he was tempted by the five-hundred-year-old ginseng. If it could be made into a Qi Replenishing Pill, it could indeed become a valuable asset in a critical moment.

However, they were challenging Divine Doctor Du, and it wouldn’t be right to snatch the opportunity from him, would it?

"This..."

After all, Divine Doctor Du was an elderly person, and his mentality was certainly more stable. A five hundred-year-old ginseng was tempting, but his opponents were not fools, were they?

It was clear they were targeting his Beauty Enhancement Pill formula; if he lost and had to hand over the formula, it would not only be a loss for Chinese medicine in Hua Country but also mean he could no longer produce this medicine, basically cutting down his own money tree.

While Divine Doctor Du was weighing the pros and cons, the handsome Li Sihao pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and said in stiff Chinese, "What’s wrong, Divine Doctor Du, are you afraid? If you feel that your Hua Country’s Chinese medicine is inferior to ours, just say it out loud. We won’t force you!"

"Your Stick Nation is but a speck, and having copied a few medical books from our ancestors, you’ve learned just a bit of the basics and now inflate your ego, thinking yourselves superior?"

Divine Doctor Du sternly rebuked.

The challenger’s words had escalated to the level of national pride, and he was certainly angry.

"Hehe, then take the bet with us!"

Li Sihao laughed sinisterly.