Catherine said the patient couldn't be cured, but Lu Ming insisted he could.
How could this be?
The entire faculty and student body were seething with resentment.
They all rallied behind Catherine, hoping she would utterly humiliate Lu Ming.
"Doctor Catherine, you can't be outdone by a charlatan."
"We support you so much, regarding you as the goddess of medicine. Please don't disappoint us."
Listening to the words of support and encouragement, Catherine felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.
The best way to shatter faith was to tear off the 'god's' hypocritical mask and expose her ugly face to the world!
Catherine gritted her teeth and said, "No, Professor Liu definitely cannot be cured."
At this point, she had no choice but to gamble.
She gambled that Lu Ming could not cure Professor Liu!
As long as Lu Ming failed to cure Professor Liu, Catherine would have ten thousand ways to get rid of him.
But unfortunately.
The Dragon Warlord never gave the enemy country an opportunity!
Lu Ming wasted no words. He directly took out a set of silver needles and began to acupuncture Professor Liu again. The technique this time was different from the last, much simpler.
Since the meridians had already been unblocked, all that was needed was to re-establish the connections.
In less than a minute, the acupuncture was complete.
Just as Lu Ming had said, Professor Liu was cured once more. He woke up again, looking at the eager students with a smile.
"Why do I feel like I just took a nap?" Professor Liu said with a wry smile.
Being able to think and speak proved he was indeed cured!
In an instant, the faith of the students and faculty at Jinling Medical University collapsed.
The more they had believed in Western medicine before, the more they now hated it!
Even a fool could see that whether it was before or now, it was Lu Ming who cured Professor Liu, not Catherine, and not Western medicine!
Western medicine was just taking advantage of their trust and spouting nonsense.
It was Catherine who truly stole someone else's labor results, not Lu Ming!
The truth was out.
Qiao Ling was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes.
She knew exactly what this meant. Now, she didn't need to say a word, nor did she need to offer any more explanations. Everyone understood who was right and who was wrong.
Wang Daomin let out a triumphant laugh, "Wonderful, wonderful! Catherine, all you Western medicine elites, what do you have to say now?"
Nothing to say!
The Western medicine practitioners lowered their proud heads.
They had failed.
After more than a hundred consecutive victories, they never expected to be defeated in China.
The students of Jinling threw their textbooks at the stands, cursing incessantly. They hated Catherine for deceiving their emotions!
The situation, once again, spiraled out of control.
The principal also stepped forward to persuade them, but the students' emotions were completely uncontainable. Nothing they said had any effect.
The students simply couldn't bear the fact that they had been deceived.
"Western medicine, I believed in them for twenty years, and now they tell me it was all fake? How am I supposed to live now?"
"I regarded Catherine as a goddess, but she turned out to be a con woman?!"
"My faith has collapsed. What's the point of my living? I'd rather die!"
The scene was filled with wails.
Anger, pain, shame, all sorts of emotions intertwined.
Just as the entire hall was about to erupt into chaos, and the scene was on the verge of becoming uncontrollable, Lu Ming calmly walked to the microphone and, with his resonant voice, shouted, "What are you all doing?!"
His words shocked the entire audience into silence.
Teachers, students, and doctors all turned their heads towards the stage.
Following that.
Lu Ming loudly declared, "Look at yourselves, hysterical, disheveled. Is this the spirit of Chinese medical students? You are shaming all Chinese scholars!"
Every word was a gem, deafening and enlightening.
Then, Lu Ming said earnestly, "In fact, whether it's Western medicine or Traditional Chinese Medicine, both are techniques for saving lives. Why must we differentiate between them? If a disease that Western medicine cannot cure is cured by Traditional Chinese Medicine, it doesn't prove that TCM is superior to Western medicine, but rather that TCM also has its commendable aspects, unlike what you claim it to be useless."
"My participation in this Sino-Western medical exchange is not to defeat Western medicine or make it disappear. It is to vindicate Traditional Chinese Medicine and let everyone know that it also has its merits."
"Although Western medicine has lost this time, I want to say that Western medicine remains a global mainstream, with strong vitality and a solid scientific foundation. Why would you give up on Western medicine because of one failure? Your faith is too superficial!"
"You should have faith in medicine, not in a person!"
"Whether it's Western medicine or Traditional Chinese Medicine, as long as it can cure diseases, it is good medicine! A white cat or a black cat, if it catches mice, it's a good cat!"
His speech was enlightening and thought-provoking.
No one expected Lu Ming to be so magnanimous. After defeating Western medicine, he didn't relentlessly trample and belittle them; instead, he spoke up for them.
In Lu Ming's eyes, medicine had no borders, no hierarchy.
This was true magnanimity and breadth of spirit!
Embracing all rivers makes a great sea; this was the greatness of the Chinese nation!
After a long silence.
The venue erupted in thunderous applause. The faculty and students of Jinling Medical University, from the bottom of their hearts, cheered for Lu Ming, for his medical skills and ethics.
They thanked Lu Ming for showing them what the bearing of a great nation looked like, what a pillar of the country was.
At this moment, Lu Ming was admired by all.
Qiao Ling also applauded vigorously, her gaze towards Lu Ming becoming even more ardent. No man had ever been as great as Lu Ming.
The proud medical genius, for the first time, felt a true affection.
It was simply because Lu Ming was too outstanding.
...
Jiang Enterprise, office building.
Female CEO Jiang Mengxin sat alone in her office. After finishing her day's work, she leaned back in her chair to rest and idly browsed the mobile news.
A striking headline caught her eye: Sino-Western Medical Exchange, Chinese Divine Doctor Defeats Western Medical Elites, Bringing Honor to the Nation!
The comment section below was completely explosive, with everyone cheering for the Chinese divine doctor.
After reading the news, Jiang Mengxin sighed softly.
She murmured to herself, "Chinese divine doctor, another young genius. Alas... Dragon Warlord, Chinese divine doctor. Clearly, there are so many super talented young prodigies in this world, why don't I meet any of them? Why do I, who at a young age became the CEO of the Jiang family, and such an excellent me, have to be engaged to someone who guards graves?"
"Oh God, do you think this is fair? Why is my fate so tragic? God, if you have any conscience left, please let me meet a great man like the Chinese divine doctor, the Dragon Warlord. I, Jiang Mengxin, want to marry a talented young man, not a useless grave keeper!"
She sighed repeatedly.
She grieved silently.
Jiang Mengxin placed her phone on the table and gently closed her eyes to rest, lamenting the unfairness of fate.