Urban Invincible Medical Divine

Xu Wenlong's eyes brightened at the words, his master was the most famous traditional Chinese medicine 'saint hand' in all of Huaxia!

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Liu Wentian found a random spot, parked his bicycle well, and glanced at Sheng Qianmei beside him who seemed to want to say something. He laughed and said,

"Qianmei, I just realized today that you're also quite good at slapping faces. Hehe, first you said you have a germ phobia, then you came to hold my hand, that Xie Wenlong's face just now turned the color of pig liver."

Sheng Qianmei whispered upon hearing this, "You're still talking about it; I did it because I was afraid you would misunderstand."

"Misunderstand? Misunderstand what?" Liu Wentian pretended to be confused as he spoke, though there was a touch of warmth in his heart.

Sheng Qianmei explained, "Originally I didn't understand that Aunt Xu wanted to introduce her son to me; I thought she invited me because she knew I was interested in traditional Chinese medicine. If I'd known it was like this from the start, I wouldn't have come."

Liu Wentian looked at her face, which was even more beautiful than flowers, laughed, and said, "Haha, you're so pretty; wherever you go, you can't escape the bees and butterflies."

Sheng Qianmei's expression soured—Liu Wentian wasn't wrong, ever since she was young, there was always a swarm of men buzzing around her, and she truly didn't like it.

"Therefore, you need a protector."

Liu Wentian pointed at his own face and said with a grin, "How about me? I'm quite handsome, don't you think? If you don't believe me, take a closer look?"

"Pfft!!"

Sheng Qianmei couldn't help but snort with laughter, her face slightly reddened, and then she lowered her head and said, "Liu Wentian, why don't we skip this Traditional Chinese Medicine exchange conference and go somewhere else to hang out?"

Liu Wentian shook his head and said, "Since we're already here, we might as well take a look."

As he spoke, he took Sheng Qianmei's hand and walked back, "Just a little buzzing bee, can't affect my mood."

They returned to the entrance, where this time Xie Wenlong behaved very courteously and politely, not overly eager to close in on Sheng Qianmei, but the look in his eyes at Liu Wentian was still filled with strong rivalry.

The group arrived at the 9th floor of the building, and in no time entered a hall that could seat a hundred people.

At this moment, there were already dozens of people inside, many of whom were graying at the temples, not young, and Liu Wentian could smell a faint aroma of medicinal herbs on them, a condition only developed from many years of dealing with medicinal herbs.

"Hehe, Qianmei, you find us a place to sit, Aunt Xu will leave for a bit." After speaking, Aunt Xu quickly headed toward a very dignified-looking middle-aged man on the lecture stage.

Liu Wentian and Sheng Qianmei casually found a place to sit down. Xie Wenlong had originally planned to sit next to Sheng Qianmei, but the seat Liu Wentian had chosen was right next to her on the right, and the left side was already taken by Liu Wentian. This made him a bit annoyed again, so he had to sit in front of Sheng Qianmei.

He then turned around, smiled at Liu Wentian, and asked, "Brother Liu, I haven't asked what you do for a living? By coming here, could it be you are also a traditional Chinese doctor?"

"Yes, I am." Liu Wentian nodded and said. Experience exclusive tales on My Virtual Library Empire

"Oh?"

Xie Wenlong sneered upon hearing this, haughtily saying, "Then where do you work now? At a hospital, or do you have your own clinic?"

As Liu Wentian was also a traditional Chinese doctor, in his eyes, it was natural that he could not outdo him. Traditional Chinese medicine does not have a learning system as comprehensive as Western medicine, and it mainly relies on apprenticeships. His own apprenticeship was among the very best in Huaxia, his master being a top figure in the field of traditional Chinese medicine and his father also a well-known figure, further being the organizer of this exchange conference!

"I am a traditional Chinese doctor, but I haven't worked at a hospital or intended to open a clinic," Liu Wentian said casually.

However, this statement almost made Xie Wenlong laugh out loud. In his opinion, Liu Wentian undoubtedly couldn't get into a hospital because he had no connections, didn't have the capital to open a clinic, and probably wasn't that skilled in medicine. Yet he made it sound all high and mighty, claiming he didn't want to work at a hospital or open a clinic—how ridiculous!

Now, in his eyes, Liu Wentian was simply not worth a mention, not even fit to carry his shoes!

"Hehe, so that means you don't have a job? Do you need me to introduce you to someone? I have some connections in Guangyang City, or you can also work at my clinic. My requirements are not high, you just need to have a basic knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine."

Xie Wenlong appeared very kind as he spoke, but his tone was condescending. As he spoke, he was stealing glances at Sheng Qianmei's reaction.