Qiao Ling was both embarrassed and angry. She glared and said, "Alright, you're talking about a medicinal ingredient, right? Then make this ingredient for me now! If your medicine can cure me, I'll immediately grant you permission to join the Association of Chinese Medicine Masters. If you can't, then please scram!"
Lu Ming nodded. "A very fair proposition. I accept."
Following that, Lu Ming, without needing anyone's help, skillfully walked to the front hall and retrieved various Chinese medicinal herbs from the numerous medicine chests.
Then, he paired them according to specific proportions.
Finally, he 'fiddled' out a strangely shaped columnar object, soft and limp, hanging down.
"This is the medicine I made. Dr. Qiao, you will be cured if you take it," Lu Ming said with a smile in his eyes.
Everyone looked at the strangely shaped 'medicine' and declared they had never seen it before.
Wang Daomin said, "Dr. Qiao, this thing clearly isn't anything legitimate. You can't eat it!"
Zhao Xu also chimed in, "That's right. What if you get poisoned after eating it?"
Lu Ming remained silent, simply placing the medicine in front of Qiao Ling.
He had made the medicine. Whether she dared to take it was Qiao Ling's decision.
Qiao Ling glared at Lu Ming. "What is there to be afraid of? All of you present are top-notch renowned physicians in Jinling. Even if I were poisoned, I believe all of you would have the ability to detoxify me."
Without further hesitation.
She picked up the limp medicine and swallowed it.
Strangely, although the medicine was limp in her hand, it instantly straightened up with the catalysis of the warmth in her mouth!
*Hiss.*
Qiao Ling took a bite and immediately spat out a thick, cloudy white substance from the medicine.
"Ugh..."
Qiao Ling felt extremely nauseated and was about to vomit.
Lu Ming advised, "Don't vomit. This is an important medicine to treat your illness! Don't worry, it's not dirty."
Given that, what else could she do?
Qiao Ling suppressed the nausea and swallowed the entire stick of medicine.
Everyone present watched Qiao Ling nervously. Some hospital directors had even taken out their phones, ready to contact their subordinates to perform a gastric lavage on Qiao Ling at any moment.
But to everyone's surprise.
After Qiao Ling finished the medicine, she felt no discomfort. Instead, her stomach felt warm, with a warm current flowing through it.
The dark red spots on her body also faded at a visible rate.
The previous nausea, weakness, and dizziness also disappeared.
"This medicine is truly remarkable," Qiao Ling couldn't help but praise.
"The more remarkable part is yet to come," Lu Ming said, his gaze drifting, intentionally or unintentionally, towards Qiao Ling's legs.
Seeing Lu Ming's lewd and vulgar gaze, Qiao Ling once again reprimanded, "You scoundrel, where are you looking?!"
As soon as she spoke, Qiao Ling understood why Lu Ming was looking there.
Because her lower abdomen ached, and there was redness between her legs. Her period, which hadn't come for over a month, had suddenly arrived!
Fast, too fast.
The medicine's efficacy was too rapid!
Qiao Ling's face turned as red as a ripe tomato, burning hot. She couldn't bother with anything else and turned to run away.
The other doctors saw this and smiled.
Xu Jun even let out a sigh of relief and gave Lu Ming a thumbs-up. "Mr. Lu's medical skills are truly unparalleled! A simple, single medicinal ingredient has cured Dr. Qiao's illness."
A moment later.
Qiao Ling changed into a different pair of pants and returned to the hall.
She glared fiercely at Lu Ming.
Although Lu Ming had cured her illness, he had indeed 'humiliated' her in front of everyone. How hateful!
Qiao Ling said very reluctantly, "You have some skill. According to our agreement, since you cured my illness, I allow you to join the Association of Chinese Medicine Masters. You, Lu Ming, are the tenth Chinese Medicine Master!"
Lu Ming smiled gently. "Thank you for the nomination."
Just as he was speaking.
A waiter from the front hall ran in, hurriedly saying, "Young Master, a strange person, neither fully Western nor fully Chinese, has arrived outside. They claim to be a translator for the Western Medical Elite organization and have specifically requested to see you."
Everyone immediately became alert.
The Western Medical Elite organization had finally arrived!
"Masters of Chinese Medicine, follow me to investigate."
Qiao Ling strode out, and the others followed. Lu Ming exchanged a glance with Xu Jun, and they also followed.
They arrived at the front hall.
They saw a man wearing a suit and tie, with half-round glasses hanging on his left eye.
He was holding a brocade box.
At first glance, he was clearly Chinese, but his attire and demeanor were completely Westernized.
A typical "fake foreigner."
Qiao Ling stepped forward and cupped her hands. "I am Qiao Ling, the president of the Association of Chinese Medicine Masters. May I know your name and the purpose of your visit?"
The "fake foreigner" flicked his hair. "My name is Peter. I am a translator hired by the Western Medical Elite organization. The elites have already landed and are staying at a five-star hotel. They heard Jinling has established an Association of Chinese Medicine Masters and were very interested. So, they asked me to bring you something and request a small favor."
A favor?
It was inexplicable.
Qiao Ling frowned slightly. These Western medical elites, right after landing, came to her for help without doing anything else. What were they up to?
"What favor?" Qiao Ling asked.
"Dr. Qiao, please take a look," Peter said.
Peter opened the brocade box and took out a prescription.
He said, "This prescription was inadvertently obtained five years ago during the campaign of the Ten Great Allied Forces in southern Xinjiang. The miraculous use of herbs and the exquisite blending of ingredients are astonishing. Unfortunately, the prescription was passed through many hands and was accidentally damaged, leaving only half. The Western medical elites want Dr. Qiao to help complete the remaining half of the prescription!"
Upon hearing this, everyone inside was filled with righteous indignation.
Wasn't this a provocation?
Everyone knew what the Ten Great Allied Forces represented five years ago!
Five years ago, ten enemy nations colluded to form an allied force to attack China and waged the most brutal battles in southern Xinjiang.
The Western medical elites saying they obtained this prescription from southern Xinjiang was tantamount to saying it was their "spoils of war"!
To flaunt their spoils of war in China was detestable!
What was even more hateful was that the Western doctors wanted to use this prescription to test Qiao Ling and the others.
If they couldn't complete the remaining half of the prescription, the exchange meeting wouldn't even need a PK, and the Association of Chinese Medicine Masters could announce its disbandment.
This was unbearable!
"This is simply going too far!" Qiao Ling glared at Peter, as if she wanted to swallow him whole.
Peter had anticipated this.
He said with a sly smile, "Why is Dr. Qiao so angry? Could it be that this prescription is too difficult, and even the Chinese medicine masters cannot complete the remaining half? Alas, if you can't complete it, I'll just go back and tell the Western medical elites this unfortunate news."
Peter made a move to take back the prescription.
Qiao Ling slammed the prescription onto the table and said coldly, "Isn't it just a prescription? What's so difficult about it? The prescription originated from China, and Chinese doctors are naturally capable of completing the latter half!"