Inside the small medical station, patients entered one after another, and Huang Bin was so busy he couldn't even drink water.
Lu Ming saw it all and decided not to expose Huang Bin. After all, Huang Bin was doing good deeds, and it seemed nothing was wrong with using his name.
Just then.
A large group of people rushed into the medical station, pushing the patients aside. Leading them was a fat, big-eared man who shouted at Huang Bin, "You fraud, get out!"
Upon seeing the fat man, Huang Bin felt a headache coming on and reluctantly walked over.
The atmosphere instantly became tense.
Lu Ming frowned slightly and asked, "Zi Yi, who is this fat guy?"
Shen Zi Yi said, "His name is Zhao Hong Long, a construction contractor. They had acquired this piece of land, including this medical station, intending to build a large shopping mall. But they suddenly heard that Huang Bin was a disciple of the Divine Doctor of Huaxia. The authorities, not daring to offend the Divine Doctor of Huaxia, quickly revoked the sale of the land for the medical station. This action severely harmed Zhao Hong Long's interests, so Zhao Hong Long hated Huang Bin to death."
Hearing this, Lu Ming had a general idea of what was going on. He understood why Huang Bin had to use his name. This medical station was left to Huang Bin by his father. To protect it, Huang Bin didn't hesitate to impersonate a disciple of the Divine Doctor of Huaxia, using it as a threat. The authorities indeed took it seriously. The medical station was thus preserved. However, this action harmed Zhao Hong Long's interests. Could Zhao Hong Long let Huang Bin off the hook? He would likely turn the place upside down to find out Huang Bin's true identity and expose his lie.
Lu Ming shook his head and muttered to himself, "A lie can't last forever. Lies will always be exposed one day."
As expected.
Zhao Hong Long started by yelling, "Huang Bin, you have some nerve, impersonating a disciple of the Divine Doctor of Huaxia?"
Huang Bin's face changed slightly. He gritted his teeth and vehemently denied it, "Don't talk nonsense! I'm not impersonating!"
"Not impersonating? Heh heh." Zhao Hong Long sneered, "I've already sent people to investigate thoroughly. Your medical skills were all taught by your father. You never apprenticed with the Divine Doctor of Huaxia! You're impersonating a disciple of the Divine Doctor of Huaxia simply to keep this medical station, to preserve your father's last wish, aren't you?"
The lie was exposed.
Huang Bin still refused to admit it, saying, "No! I am a disciple of the Divine Doctor of Huaxia! A large part of my medical skills was taught by my father, but the Divine Doctor of Huaxia also taught me a lot!"
Zhao Hong Long was amused. "Is that so? Well then. Since the Divine Doctor of Huaxia taught you a lot, please demonstrate a medical skill that only the Divine Doctor of Huaxia possesses and your father doesn't. For example, the Guanyin Thousand-Hand Needles that the Divine Doctor of Huaxia demonstrated at the Sino-Western Medicine Exchange Conference!"
"This..." Huang Bin was stunned. The Guanyin Thousand-Hand Needles was an extremely advanced acupuncture technique. It was said that no one in this world knew it except the Divine Doctor of Huaxia. How could Huang Bin, a fake disciple, know it? He stammered, "This acupuncture technique is extremely exquisite and cannot be learned overnight. I am not skilled enough and have not mastered it."
Zhao Hong Long anticipated this and sneered, "Stop playing dumb! Not mastering it and not knowing it at all are two different things! You can demonstrate it and let us see. We don't expect you to be as skilled as the Divine Doctor of Huaxia, just to be able to perform it plausibly. This shouldn't be difficult, right?"
Large beads of sweat dripped down Huang Bin's face. He truly didn't know how. He had never even seen the Guanyin Thousand-Hand Needles, let alone demonstrated it.
Zhao Hong Long gave him no chance to prevaricate and continued, "You don't know how, do you? Heh heh, I knew you were a fake! You, Huang Bin, to prevent me from acquiring the land, impersonated a disciple of the Divine Doctor of Huaxia. You have some nerve!"
Huang Bin was speechless and extremely embarrassed. The atmosphere in the medical station became heavy, and the patients who had come for treatment frowned.
"No way, he's a fake?"
"I knew it. The Divine Doctor of Huaxia is aloof and mysterious. How could he take disciples? And such an unremarkable one."
"So he used such a despicable strategy to prevent the medical station from being taken away!"
"If I had known he wasn't a disciple of the Divine Doctor of Huaxia, I wouldn't have come to him for treatment. What a waste of time."
Inside the medical station, discussions abounded. The crowd's initial admiration turned into contempt and disdain. Even Shen Zi Yi said unhappily, "Tsk, he's a fake! If I had known, I would have registered at a top hospital. Isn't this playing games? Mr. Lu, let's go, let's leave."
However.
Lu Ming had no intention of leaving and said mysteriously, "Who says he's fake?"
Shen Zi Yi was taken aback. "Isn't it obvious?"
"Heh heh." Lu Ming chuckled, stood up, and said loudly, "Doctor Huang, you know the Guanyin Thousand-Hand Needles, don't you? There's no need to hide it. Perform it for them."
Everyone was stunned and looked at Lu Ming in unison.
Huang Bin looked bewildered. He knew the Guanyin Thousand-Hand Needles? He didn't know that himself.
Lu Ming walked to Huang Bin's side, chuckled, and said, "Come, Doctor Huang, I'll prepare the acupuncture needles for you to perform, and show them what you've got!" With that, he pulled Huang Bin into the consultation room without explanation and closed the door behind them.
Huang Bin was completely confused. He said with a bitter face, "Sir, who are you? Don't set me up like this. Everyone can see that I don't know the Guanyin Thousand-Hand Needles."
Lu Ming ignored him, took the acupuncture needles from the medical station, and silently walked to the anatomical model. Lu Ming said in a low voice, "Time is short, I'll only demonstrate once. How much you can learn depends on your talent." Before Huang Bin could understand what was happening, Lu Ming began to insert needles into the model. Each needle was extremely precise.
At first, Huang Bin was confused, but after watching a few insertions, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up, "Sir, your acupuncture technique is truly peerless!"
Lu Ming said calmly, "Don't get distracted, watch carefully, and memorize it with your heart." Lu Ming was helping Huang Bin, and more importantly, testing him. If Huang Bin could achieve something in a short time, he would have enough talent to be Lu Ming's disciple. Conversely, if Huang Bin couldn't remember or learn anything after watching once, he would not be qualified to be Lu Ming's disciple, and there would be no need to keep this medical station. His future depended entirely on his talent.
Three minutes later, Lu Ming completed the entire set of Guanyin Thousand-Hand Needles. Due to the haste, Lu Ming's movements were very fast, and most people could not keep up.
Hoo—
Lu Ming took a deep breath, turned around, and looked at Huang Bin, saying calmly, "This is the Guanyin Thousand-Hand Needles. How much did you remember?"