Mad Doctor No. 9

"What?!" Everyone was stunned.

Intestinal detoxification, liver and kidney failure, cured overnight? How is that possible?

"The Seven-Star Life-Sustaining Needles," Wang Tian said slowly. "The Dragon Gate Society possesses a forbidden technique that can unleash a person's potential, burn life force, and heal injuries. Although the price is high, it can buy us a month."

"Overdrawing on life force? What about the patient?"

"If there's no antidote in another month, the patients will age rapidly and might not even live for three months," Wang Tian said gravely. "But that's all we can do. If we lose, Huichuntang will go bankrupt, and Changsheng Pharmaceuticals will become even more unscrupulous, harming even more people."

Xiao Hao nodded and said, "I support you. If you need anything, just let me know."

"Prepare seven golden needles for me. Also, a hundred-year-old wild ginseng, a thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum, a box of Ganoderma lucidum spore powder... We have all these herbs here, go find them now."

The crowd dispersed.

Wang Tian was ready to insert the needle.

He had only seen records of the Seven-Star Life-Sustaining Needle technique in ancient texts and had never actually used it. It was a miraculous acupuncture method; the slightest mistake could cause the patient to die on the spot.

But he had no choice.

At four in the morning, everything was ready.

Everyone else in the ward had left, leaving only Wang Tian and the patient.

Seven golden needles shimmered brilliantly under the lamplight.

Wang Tian took a deep breath and took off his shirt—the acupuncturist needs to use his own body to guide the power of heaven and earth, which is a great burden for the practitioner.

The first acupuncture point inserted was Baihui (GV20).

The second needle was inserted into the Tanzhong acupoint.

The third needle was inserted into the Shenque acupoint.

Wang Tian continued to insert the needles one after another, his face growing paler and paler.

By the time he received the seventh injection, blood was seeping from the corner of his mouth.

The seven stars align, bringing the dead back to life!

Golden light burst forth from the seven needles, forming a pattern resembling the Big Dipper.

The patient experienced a violent tremor throughout his body, and it seemed as if golden light was flowing beneath his skin.

The vital signs on the monitor began to rise: heart rate, blood pressure, blood oxygen...

About half an hour later, the patient slowly opened his eyes.

"What... what's going on?"

Wang Tian withdrew the golden needles and said weakly, "You should recover from your injuries first. There's a big competition tomorrow."

As soon as he finished speaking, everything went black before his eyes, and he fell backward.

"Wang Tian!" Zhang Qingyun rushed over and helped him up. "Are you alright?"

Wang Tian gave a wry smile. "It's alright... I only overdrawn my resources. The Seven Star Life-Extending Needles are indeed not something ordinary people can use."

He looked at his hands; his skin had become wrinkled and his hair had turned gray, signs of excessive depletion of his life force.

"You..." Zhang Qingyun felt a pang of pain in her heart, unsure of what to say.

"It's worth it." Wang Tian looked at the patient. "Saving a life not only restores the reputation of traditional Chinese medicine but also prevents Changsheng Pharmaceutical from continuing to harm people. It's a worthwhile deal."

The next morning, inside the auditorium.

Everyone assumed that something had happened to Patient Zero, so the competition was canceled.

However, when Wang Tian pushed the patient in, everyone was stunned.

The patient arrived in a wheelchair and looked very weak, but he was in good spirits and his complexion was much better than yesterday.

"How...how could this happen?" Sun Qinian asked incredulously. "Didn't he already show symptoms of liver and kidney failure yesterday?"

"He's cured," Wang Tian said calmly. "Dr. Sun, you may not fully understand the profoundness of traditional Chinese medicine."

Below the ring, Zhao Debiao's face turned green.

Surprisingly, Wang Tian actually managed to save the person's life.

The game continues.

The expert committee examined the three patients:

In control group member number 3, the tumor grew larger and the condition worsened.

Although the tumor in patient number 2 shrank, the patient experienced severe side effects and had a very poor quality of life.

Patient No. 1's tumor shrank to 50%, his liver function returned to normal, his mental state was good, and he was able to eat and get out of bed.

The results are obvious.

The chief referee announced in a deep voice, "In this match, Wang Tiansheng wins!"

Thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

Reporters all pointed their cameras at Wang Tian, ​​a young traditional Chinese medicine practitioner who had created miracles.

Sun Qinian stepped forward and bowed deeply to Wang Tian: "Dr. Wang, I am truly humbled. Traditional Chinese medicine indeed has its unique merits; I was too arrogant. I would like to learn some traditional Chinese medicine from you, is that alright?"

Wang Tian grasped his hand and said, "Welcome."

Seeing this, Zhao Debiao left quietly.

This time, Changsheng Pharmaceutical has completely failed in Donghai.

But it's not over yet.

Three days later, Mr. Xu called Wang Tian.

"Wang Tian, ​​the mastermind behind Changsheng Pharmaceuticals has surfaced," Elder Xu said gravely. "It's Pfizer, one of the world's largest pharmaceutical companies, controlled by the Dark Palace. They've used this to sell counterfeit drugs worldwide, making huge profits and causing countless deaths."

"Where's the evidence?"

"Yes, but not enough," Old Xu explained. "The president of Pfizer is named William James. He's from the United States, but his true identity is the chairman of the Dark Temple. Next week, he'll be traveling to the East China Sea to attend an international medical forum. That's a perfect opportunity to catch him."

"How do I do it?"

"William will be presenting his latest anti-cancer drug at the forum," Elder Xu continued. "We've already made arrangements for you to attend the conference as a representative of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Wang Tian, ​​this is an international stage; your opponents are very strong. Are you confident?"

"Yes." Wang Tian gripped his phone tightly.

After he finished speaking, he looked out the window.

The sun sets, and the city lights come on.

The battle of the Dark Temple has moved from underground to the surface, and from military force to the realms of commerce, public opinion, and technology.

But the essence is the same: it is a war between good and evil.

"Brother Tian, ​​the equipment from the pharmaceutical factory has arrived." Guo Zi said excitedly, "It's a new model from Germany. Thanks to Senior Brother Lin's help, I was able to buy it at a 20% discount."

"Hmm, approximately how long will it take to go into production?"

"One week. Also, we've successfully developed the 'Cancer-Dissolving Powder' you created, and it's very effective!" Guo Zi handed a medicine bottle to Wang Tian. "Could we apply for a patent?"

Wang Tian said, "Apply, but we need to publish the formula so that all pharmaceutical companies can produce it, which will lower the price."

"Make it public? Wouldn't that be a huge loss?"

Wang Tian patted him on the shoulder and said, "Saving lives is the priority. Money can be earned slowly, but lives can't wait."

"Understood!" Guo Zi nodded heavily.

The pharmaceutical company was making preparations in full swing, and Wang Tian was also preparing for the medical forum.