Chapter 58

"Big brother, don't be afraid, just sit on the chair and don't move." Mo Zhitao took out a silver needle, then took a deep breath. Before the words were even out of his mouth, Mo Zhitao's hand moved, and the silver needle was already inserted into the patient's cheek point.

"Ah." The patient let out a scream, not expecting Mo Zhitao to act so quickly. He felt a sudden pain and couldn't help but cry out.

Actually, no one knew that to make the treatment effective with one needle, Mo Zhitao used the acupuncture techniques from the Yin-Yang Medical Canon. However, because the middle-aged man was nearby, he didn't use the Yin-Yang Decree. Mo Zhitao inserted the needle, then pulled it out a bit, and inserted it deeper again.

After pulling out the needle, Mo Zhitao said to the middle-aged man, "Please check the patient after five minutes. The inflammation in his body will be gone."

"Five minutes, right?" Li Dingshuai said coldly. "Mo Zhitao, let's see what you say then."

Five minutes quickly passed. After checking the patient's pulse, the middle-aged man's expression changed. As Mo Zhitao had said, the patient's toothache was gone, and the inflammation in his body had also disappeared. "How did you do that?" the middle-aged man asked in surprise.

Hearing this, Li Dingshuai also checked the patient's pulse, and his expression changed as well.

"How is this possible?" Li Dingshuai wanted to say that Mo Zhitao had cheated, but they had been watching the whole time, so it was impossible for him to have cheated.

"Hehe, Li Dingshuai, did you lose?" Mo Zhitao asked with a smile.

"Director Mo, how did you do it? Can you tell me?" the middle-aged man looked at Mo Zhitao, his words filled with respect.

Mo Zhitao shook his head and said, "Sorry, this is my secret. I just want to know if I won and if my treatment plan is better than Li Dingshuai's."

"Yes, you won," the middle-aged man nodded.

"Uncle Bing." Li Dingshuai called out anxiously.

If he lost, 200,000 yuan was a small matter, but the reputation of the Li Family Clinic could not be lost.

"Little Master, if you lose, you lose. We can't afford to lose our principles," the middle-aged man said.

He, Zou Gaobing, had grown up in the Li family. He was both a servant and a disciple of Li Sanzhen. Li Sanzhen often taught him that one must never lose one's principles.

Mo Zhitao waved his hand and said, "Alright, let's end this here. You can leave. Don't come to bother me in the future. I don't want your money. And let me say again, I never claimed to be the best doctor in Macheng. Someone is deliberately framing me. If I find out who is spreading rumors about me, I won't let them off."

"Little Master, we lost the competition, but we can't lose our principles. Give the 200,000 yuan to Mo Zhitao," Zou Gaobing said softly.

"Alright," Li Dingshuai said reluctantly.

At first, he was secretly happy when Mo Zhitao said he didn't want their money, but now that Zou Gaobing said this, he felt不服气 (unwilling to accept it). However, with so many people watching, if he refused to pay, it would tarnish the Li family's reputation. Thinking about this, Li Dingshuai took out a checkbook, wrote 200,000 yuan, tore it out, and handed it to Mo Zhitao.

"Forget it, I don't want your money," Mo Zhitao didn't want to be enemies with the Li family. He had heard from his mentor that Li Sanzhen was a highly respected and virtuous old doctor. He had only intended to humble Li Dingshuai a bit.

Zou Gaobing said seriously, "Director Mo, the Li Family Clinic always keeps its word. Take it. We have things to do, so we'll take our leave."

With that, Zou Gaobing led Li Dingshuai out.

"Doctor, is my illness really gone?" the patient asked, not quite believing it.

"Of course, the people from the Li Family Clinic have checked your pulse. How could it be fake? Our Director Mo's medical skills are very high," Yu Meijing said proudly.

She was now relieved. Earlier, she had been worried that Mo Zhitao might not be up to the task.

"Then do I have to pay for the medical fees?" the patient asked weakly.

He had been told not to pay when he was brought in as a guinea pig.

Mo Zhitao shook his head and said, "No, you don't have to. Your illness is gone, you can go home."

Seeing the patient leave, Yu Meijing said happily, "Director, I didn't expect you to be so capable. I thought you wouldn't be able to handle it. Those people are from the Li Family Clinic."

It was said that even a regular nurse at the Li Family Clinic earned 5,000 yuan a month, let alone the doctors. However, their medical skills were excellent, and there was always a steady stream of patients.

"Hehe, you're not my woman, how do you know I can't do it?" Mo Zhitao said seriously.

"Meijin, I really can do it. I can't lie to you," Mo Zhitao said.

"Director, you're a rogue," Yu Meijing said, blushing.

Li Dingshuai followed Zou Gaobing into the Mercedes-Benz downstairs. He said angrily, "Uncle Bing, why are you siding with Mo Zhitao?"

"Little Master, you saw Mo Zhitao's medical skills just now. We are no match for him," Zou Gaobing said.

"Did he use internal energy to secretly treat the patient?" Li Dingshuai asked. Zou Gaobing was an expert in internal martial arts, and if Mo Zhitao had used internal energy, he would have noticed.

Zou Gaobing shook his head and said, "I don't think so. Mo Zhitao only used the silver needle to touch the patient. If he had used internal energy, I would have felt the aura nearby. From the exchange with you just now, it seems he practices Shaolin external martial arts. The Hong Quan he used doesn't involve internal energy, otherwise, it would have injured you."

Zou Gaobing saw that Mo Zhitao's Shaolin Hong Quan was very proficient, so he assumed Mo Zhitao was a Shaolin disciple.

"But we haven't heard of Shaolin disciples practicing medicine," Li Dingshuai said.

"It's possible that another Shaolin disciple taught him. His external martial arts are average," Zou Gaobing believed Mo Zhitao was not his match.

"Little Master, Mo Zhitao performed very well today. I think you should report this to the Master."

"What? Tell Grandfather about today?" Li Dingshuai said fearfully.

Li Sanzhen always told them not to cause trouble outside. He had come to the Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM) department to find Mo Zhitao without telling his family. If not for Zou Gaobing's concern for his safety, he wouldn't have accompanied him.

Zou Gaobing said, "Mo Zhitao's TCM skills are very powerful. His treatment today exceeded our abilities. If we don't tell the Master, it might affect our position in the medical world during future competitions."

At this, Zou Gaobing's expression became serious.

"Uncle Bing, are you afraid of other schools..." Li Dingshuai thought of something.

"Yes, you should tell the Master. Being scolded is a small matter, but matters related to our TCM school are serious," Zou Gaobing said.

"Alright, I'll tell Grandfather as soon as I get home," Li Dingshuai nodded.

In the evening, Mo Zhitao received a call from the Medical List customer service, informing him that he could go to Room 318 at the Qingmei Hotel the next evening to treat a patient, and he just needed to mention the Medical List. Mo Zhitao called Li Bin and asked him to pick him up the next afternoon to go to Qingmei City.

The next afternoon, Yu Meijing came over with two large suitcases. Since Mo Zhitao's place was fully furnished, she only needed to bring her belongings to move in.

"Director, since I'm moving in today, are you going to treat me to a big meal to celebrate?" Yu Meijing looked at Mo Zhitao and smiled.

"Comrade Yu Meijing, it should be you treating me," Mo Zhitao corrected. "Why don't we go to the Qingmei Hotel for dinner?"

"Go to hell, men shouldn't be too stingy, or you won't find a girlfriend," Yu Meijing scolded.

"Alright, if you dare to say I won't find a girlfriend, then you can be my girlfriend," Mo Zhitao said.

Yu Meijing said, "How about this, I'll treat you to a big meal at a street stall tonight, you stingy man."

"Sorry, I can't tonight, I have something to do," Mo Zhitao said, feeling a bit embarrassed. He had already agreed to complete the Medical List task in the city that evening.

"Hmph, if you can't, then I won't treat you," Yu Meijing was angry at being rejected.

"Maybe I can treat you another day," Mo Zhitao said.

Yu Meijing said angrily, "No, I won't go."

Seeing that it was almost time, Mo Zhitao said goodbye and went out of the neighborhood. Li Bin drove up in a used Santana. Mo Zhitao got in the car, "This car is a bit small, Li Bin, when we have money, we'll buy a better one."

"Boss, having a car is enough. If we didn't need to run around, we wouldn't have bought two used Santanas," Li Bin said.

These used Santanas were quite old, otherwise, they wouldn't have cost only 30,000 yuan each.

"Here's 200,000 yuan, use it for now," Mo Zhitao took out the check he had won from Li Dingshuai.

"Boss, we still have money," Li Bin said.

Mo Zhitao smiled, "Take it. We'll need money for many things in the future. Do you have any comrades who are willing to join us?"

"Five comrades, their character is good, please rest assured, Boss," Li Bin said. "Boss, where are we going now?"

"To the Qingmei Hotel. I need to treat a patient, but I don't want them to recognize me, so I need to put on some makeup," Mo Zhitao took out some cosmetics from his bag. He had watched some tutorials online that afternoon to learn how to do it.

After Mo Zhitao finished putting on makeup in the car, Li Bin couldn't help but laugh, "Boss, your makeup skills are average. People who know you will recognize you right away."

Mo Zhitao said with a bitter smile, "I'm not very good at this. I just did it randomly."

"I used to specialize in makeup. I'll help you now and teach you later," Li Bin said.

Li Bin stopped the car halfway and took out the cosmetics to help Mo Zhitao. In a short while, he was done.

"Boss, look at yourself in the mirror."

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