My White and Rich Beautiful CEO Wife-Chapter 697: Little Apprentice

But if he accepted the challenge and lost, not only would he lose the cash cow that was the ancient Beauty Enhancement Pill formula, but he would also disgrace Hua Country's traditional medicine.

They dared to wager a 500-year-old ginseng because they were sure of their victory.

Oh...

Divine Doctor Du's gaze inadvertently fell on Qin Yu. His medical skills were definitely superior to his own, and the sparkle in his eyes when he saw the ginseng earlier showed his interest.

Why not let him face the challenge in his place? It would not only increase the chances of winning but also be a favor, allowing Qin Yu to secure the ginseng and solidify their relationship.

With this in mind, Divine Doctor Du looked at Li Sihao and said calmly, "I have a question..."

"Please, ask!"

Li Sihao made a welcoming gesture.

"I am getting on in years, and my health hasn't been great lately. Could one of my disciples take my place in accepting the challenge?"

Divine Doctor Du asked as his eyes shifted.

"That's permissible, but the challenge must be taken immediately. I won't give you the chance to call in reinforcements!"

Li Sihao was no fool. He knew Hua Country was filled with hidden dragons and crouching tigers. What if Divine Doctor Du brought in an even more skilled medical expert from Capital City or elsewhere?

"Then what do you think of my junior disciple, Qin Yu?"

Divine Doctor Du pointed at Qin Yu and subtly signaled with his eyes, trusting that a man as intelligent as Qin Yu would surely grasp his meaning.

"Hmm... No problem!"

Li Sihao scrutinized Qin Yu from head to toe. Young and unlikely to appear as a medical expert, he nodded in agreement.

His grandfather was called 'Divine Doctor' in Stick Nation, and having been guided and nurtured by him since childhood, he possessed eighty percent of his grandfather's mastery. Among his peers, his medical skills were invincible.

It's well known that there are no shortcuts in medicine; everything depends on the accumulation of time and the sediment of experience. For example, in Hua Country, an elderly man with white hair running a traditional medicine clinic would likely still get business.

But a young man in his twenties opening a traditional medicine clinic? He'd probably starve to death from lack of business—who would believe in him?

"Uh... Master, isn't this too heavy a burden to place on me?"

Qin Yu gave a fist salute to Divine Doctor Du, his heart clear as a mirror. Divine Doctor Du wanted to protect his ancient Beauty Enhancement Pill recipe and feared he might not be strong enough. Moreover, he had realized Qin Yu's interest in that five-hundred-year-old ginseng, so he had let Qin Yu face the challenge.

"Ahem... Xiao Yu, your master believes in you!"

Divine Doctor Du knew that his medical skills were inferior to Qin Yu's and felt rather embarrassed to be called "master" by him.

"All right then, Master, in that case, I shall respectfully comply with your wishes."

Qin Yu's lips curled, and he thought to himself that there was indeed truth to the saying that with age comes cunning. He had merely shown a glint of interest, and Divine Doctor Du had already seen through his desire for the five-hundred-year-old ginseng.

If he could successfully refine the Qi Replenishing Pill, it would undoubtedly be of the highest quality and an ace in the hole. The thought was too exhilarating.

Just imagine it—if the two of them had equal amounts of True Qi and nearly exhausted it in a fight, wouldn't he easily dominate his opponent after quickly taking a Qi Replenishing Pill and recovering seventy to eighty percent of his energy?

Especially the Asura Finger—it consumes way too much True Qi.

If he had the Qi Replenishing Pill, it would be enough to sustain him through using the Asura Finger twice in a row. Even facing an opponent in the advanced stages of Pill Holding, he should still have a fighting chance.

In a few days, he was definitely going to Capital City to investigate Yan Mingyu's disappearance. The outcome was unpredictable, and the ways of the world were hard to fathom—having one more trump card meant having one more chance at survival.

While Qin Yu was pondering all this, Li Sihao was already eager to begin, "Divine Doctor Du, since we've decided that it's your young apprentice who will accept the challenge, let's start now!"

"Wait a moment...."

Divine Doctor Du extended his hand and asked calmly, "We haven't yet agreed—will the competition be decided in one round, or will we play the best two out of three, or perhaps three out of five?"

Everyone knew that Stick Nation was internationally infamous for being shameless, so they certainly needed to set the rules of the competition in stone to prevent any backpedaling afterwards.

"Hmm... best two out of three seems the fairest!"

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Li Sihao pondered for a moment before speaking.

"Good, it shall be the best two out of three. Ladies and gentlemen, please witness this agreement!"

After Divine Doctor Du nodded, he turned to the patients at the doorway who had gathered to watch the excitement and gave them a fist salute.

"Don't worry, Divine Doctor Du, we're all listening, everyone supports you!"

"Right, if those Stick Nation people dare to go back on their word, we'll beat them to death!"

"They copied an edition of 'Eastern Medical Treasure' and applied for heritage listing, claiming that Korean medicine is the orthodox tradition—what shamelessness!"

Clearly, the people were very dissatisfied with Stick Nation, who a few years earlier had submitted a copied version of "Eastern Medical Treasure" for heritage listing.

"Good, Mr. Li Sihao, let's proceed to the second question—are we to select patients for ourselves, or pick patients for each other?"

Divine Doctor Du proved himself a sly old fox, thinking through every detail.

If one could choose patients for oneself, one would naturally pick those with the simplest conditions. Picking for the opponent, however, would be a different story—they would pick the most difficult cases.

"We pick for each other!"

Li Sihao pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and said.

"No problem, since the rules are set, let's get ready to start. As our guests have come from afar, you choose first. We have nearly fifty patients here, and none are actors I've hired. Feel free to choose at will!"

Divine Doctor Du gestured toward the crowd of patients gathered at the doorway.

"I won't stand on ceremony then!"

Li Sihao got up, hands clasped behind his back, and walked to the doorway. His eyes, behind the lenses, shifted subtly—as mentioned before, since they were to pick patients for the opponent, they would naturally choose the most difficult cases.

After a minute or two, he finally pointed at a woman with a band-aid wrapped around her finger and said, "Her!"