"Cough, cough."

A clean and refreshing-looking middle-aged man in a tailcoat stood in front of the pearwood. With just a gentle cough, the students below sat up straight, eyes forward, showing serious expressions.

He was only in his early twenties, yet the aura around him was enough to suppress the teachers sitting on the couch.

No wonder, the strength of this guy is truly terrifying.

"Earlier, everyone heard what Mr. Liu said. I know you’re feeling nervous and uneasy right now, and I understand this because I felt the same way when I came a few years ago."

"But I hope you all will muster your confidence and not be intimidated by a powerful enemy. Haven’t you nurtured outstanding doctors? Your strength is formidable and not to be underestimated. The Celestial Dragon Continent cannot block our steps!"

"I brought you here to defeat Ancient Medicine, not to look up to it. Your task is to exert yourselves fully, regardless of winning or losing!"

These inspiring words had quite an effect.

Look, some have reddened faces from excitement, glaring with clenched jaws, eager to defeat their target immediately!

A middle-aged teacher stood up from the sofa and said, "Exactly! The teacher is right, just a bunch of Celestial Dragon people, nothing to fear. Their medical skills are not worth mentioning before ours. Everyone cheer up, we have a lot of tasks ahead!"

"Yes! Just Celestial Dragon pigs, the whole country is occupied by Western medicine. How good can Ancient Medicine be?"

"By then, should we let them lose not too badly, so they don’t lose face? Hahaha."

Gradually, these optimistic teachers began to entertain fantasies, as if they had already trampled all Ancient Medicine underfoot.

Liu Mang slightly raised his head behind Hua Dongxu, curling his lips in disdain, cursing in his heart: "Fools!"

Hua Dongxu frowned slightly, gently patted the pearwood table.

Bang bang~

The table made a dull sound, not loud, but the room quickly quieted down.

All the teachers noticed that Hua Dongxu’s expression was not good. How to say it? He seemed angry, yet also wanting to say something.

Finally, Hua Dongxu sighed deeply and said, "Before winning, we cannot relax even a bit, nor underestimate any Celestial Dragon person! I hope while you ease the tension, you also take them seriously. Well, it’s getting late now, everyone take these materials and go study them. If there’s anything you don’t understand, just ask Teacher Liu Mang."

Liu Mang nodded with a smile; he could only agree, no choice, he was under the eaves.

"Hold on a moment," suddenly someone called out: "I have one more question."

Hua Dongxu looked towards the speaker and said, "Mr. Han, what is your question, please speak."

"I remember there’s also a young man named Lin Tian, said to be even more formidable than Zhao Xuefeng, is he among those we’re challenging this time?" Mr. Han asked.

This question caused quite a stir.

That young man directly treated a vegetative person. Such a stunning feat known worldwide, they naturally had heard of Lin Tian’s name and were very curious about that young man.

Moreover, they also heard that it was Lin Tian who defeated Liu Chan so badly that he had to leave his home country and come to H Country.

Upon hearing this name, Liu Chan’s expression did not look good either.

He had the urge to kill him!

Hua Dongxu shook his head: "No. That Lin Tian is now just a freshman, though he’s got some skills, he’s definitely not the target of our challenges. We are teachers; he’s a student. Winning isn’t honorable, losing is disgraceful either."

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

As Hua Dongxu said, comparing with Lin Tian, win or lose is not honorable, no one wants to provoke that trouble.

Another teacher asked: "Then will our students lose badly against him?"

Both sides are students, yet their students are already making a name at the Celestial Dragon Medical Summit. Though ours are excellent, they still fall short.

Their purpose of coming this time is to dampen the spirit of Celestial Dragon Ancient Medicine, lest it boasts how mighty Ancient Medicine is.

To truly curb the spirit of Ancient Medicine, it’s essential for teachers to win against experts and students to win against students.

Such a grand slam would make everyone rejoice.

Hua Dongxu continued shaking his head, "No, Lin Tian doesn’t have the time, I’ve arranged another task for him this time. Even if he wants to win against us, he’s unable to do so."

Smiles appeared on everyone’s faces again, this is indeed the best outcome.

They lack confidence against those so-called experts, but they don’t worry about student matters. As long as Lin Tian isn’t involved, no one can defeat that proud little princess.

Then, those teachers took the materials from the table and went back to their rooms to study them.

They didn’t need supervision to exert their efforts and research their targets thoroughly.

Because if they won, once back, their status would certainly rise by several levels. After all, there’s a good stepping stone.

...

The five days passed quickly; the Lantern Festival just ended yesterday, but everyone was still excited.

The Lantern Festival is a very important traditional festival on the Celestial Dragon Continent, with many customs.

Once the Lantern Festival is over, it’s the start of the school year; students of Kanyue City Medical University also returned to school, dragging suitcases and wearing coats.

Liu Mang and the teachers from H Country didn’t celebrate the Lantern Festival; they were preparing all night.

When everything was ready, they set off today.

A total of forty-six teachers, yet they were to challenge one hundred eighty-six famous doctors from the Celestial Dragon.

Each had to challenge four to five people, indeed arrogant to the extreme.

Of course, they knew the heavy responsibility ahead, so they did their homework thoroughly, fearing defeat on foreign soil.

Sun Chuanrong, the director of Kanyue City Central Hospital. He has published numerous papers in medicine, benefiting many people from his articles.

He also received many national medical awards, treated countless patients, and collected so many banners that his office couldn’t hold them all.

Every doctor in Medical University has their specialized projects.

But Sun Chuanrong doesn’t; he covers a broad range of fields in medicine. Whether it’s Western or Ancient Medicine, he handles them skillfully, otherwise, he wouldn’t be the president of the Medical Summit.

Sun Chuanrong is usually busy too; although he’s an administrator, he still has patients to attend to.

A busy day’s work finally ended; he had just returned to his office, brewed a pot of Maojian tea, and after sniffing carefully twice, just as he was about to savor the tea, someone knocked on his office door.