Divine Level Witch Doctor

When Zhao Yuan walked into Liu Lili’s examination room, she was still asleep.

Chen Kaihua sat by the hospital bed, holding his wife’s hand, his gaze tender and gentle.

His devotion to Liu Lili was plain for all to see, and many admired him for it.

Countless young women found themselves wishing they could meet a man just like him.

Some women who had boyfriends or were married had complained to their partners more than once today, ”Can’t you learn a thing or two from Chen Kaihua?”

When he saw Zhao Yuan arrive, Chen Kaihua quickly rose to greet him.

His gratitude toward Zhao Yuan was heartfelt. This surprised many onlookers, who couldn’t help but mutter, ”Why is Chen Kaihua so incredibly grateful to Zhao Yuan? He hasn’t even cured Liu Lili yet, has he?”

They didn’t know what Chen Kaihua and Liu Lili had been through, so of course they couldn’t understand why Chen Kaihua felt such profound gratitude toward Zhao Yuan.

”How is Ms. Chen’s condition?” Zhao Yuan asked.

”Excellent,” Chen Kaihua replied, his voice soft as he glanced at his wife. ”She hasn’t slept this soundly in over two years.”

Upon hearing this, the doctors who had previously treated Liu Lili were all stunned, their expressions changing in an instant.

A doctor with a Yangcheng City accent murmured, ”I knew something felt off. Now I get it—Liu Lili has been asleep for a whole day. That’s just bizarre!”

”What’s so bizarre about it?” a few doctors next to him, who hadn’t treated Liu Lili, asked out of curiosity.

The doctor with the Yangcheng City accent explained, ”When Liu Lili was being treated at our hospital before, her sleep was atrocious. She’d jolt awake at the slightest disturbance and start screaming and yelling. But today, she’s been asleep for over ten hours since taking the medicine this morning. It’s completely illogical!”

Someone guessed, ”Could they have added some kind of sedative?”

But his guess was quickly refuted. ”Zhao Yuan’s treatment process was live-streamed. He only used Gui Pi Soup and Eight Treasure Ointment, no sedatives at all. Besides, even if he had, it wouldn’t have worked. We tried giving Liu Lili sedatives, and the effect was practically nil!”

Zhao Yuan couldn’t hear these discussions outside.

He smiled and said, ”Sleeping well is a good thing. In her condition, she needs plenty of quality sleep to recover. But it’s time to wake her up now. After she has another bowl of the soup, take her for a walk in the hospital’s little garden.”

”Alright.” Chen Kaihua nodded and then woke Liu Lili.

The onlookers were tense, afraid that the disturbed Liu Lili would fly into a rage and attack someone.

But things didn’t happen at all the way they had imagined.

After Liu Lili awoke, she showed no signs of violence whatsoever. Her reaction was no different from a normal person’s; she even smiled at Zhao Yuan and greeted him.

This is impossible!

The same thought surfaced in everyone’s mind.

Those who had treated Liu Lili in the past were especially astounded.

In their experience, Liu Lili’s mental state was almost constantly crazed. She was hostile to everyone except Chen Kaihua. It was a good day if she didn’t hit you or roar in your face. And now she was smiling? And politely saying hello?

’Dream on!’

And yet, this unbelievable scene was now playing out right before their eyes.

Watching Liu Lili obediently get out of bed, drink the soup, and eat some porridge and side dishes, then walk out of the examination room on Chen Kaihua’s arm to stroll in the hospital’s little garden... both the Chinese and the Japanese doctors couldn’t hold back. They burst into gasps of surprise and fervent discussion.

”Liu Lili’s condition is a world of difference from this morning!”

”What’s happening? Her condition couldn’t really be improving, could it? Just from the Gui Pi Soup and Eight Treasure Ointment?”

”That’s impossible. Those two remedies had no effect on Liu Lili. Can someone please tell me what in the world is going on here?”

Their minds were filled with questions, but unfortunately, they could rack their brains all day and never figure out the reason.

However, Liu Lili’s condition was enough to make them reconsider their initial assessment.

Many even began to think that Zhao Yuan might actually be able to cure Liu Lili.

This possibility sent a wave of exhilaration through the Chinese doctors.

Meanwhile, the Japanese doctors, anxious and tense, muttered sourly, ”Perhaps it’s just a brief moment of clarity before the end. It’s too early to judge if the treatment is really working. We’ll have to observe for another couple of days to be sure!”

Just as the Japanese doctors said, the competition couldn’t be decided in a single day. As a result, Zhao Yuan couldn’t return to his hotel that night; he had to make do with a bed in the hospital’s on-call room.

To prevent him from cheating, the Japanese side assigned monitors to sleep in the same on-call room. They also installed cameras to record him around the clock.

That evening, several television news channels reported on the event.

Though the segments were only a minute or two long, they were enough to inform many who were previously unaware that a unique medical duel was unfolding between China and Japan.

Zhao Yuan’s fame surged once again.

Online discussion of the event exploded. Videos of Zhao Yuan’s skill in Auscultation and Observation, along with footage of his previous challenge against the Jinling Zhao Family, were dug up and reposted everywhere, attracting crowds of amazed onlookers.

The most direct benefit to Zhao Yuan was harvesting another wave of Wish Power born from this admiration.

Lin Xue hadn’t been on the school forums for the last couple of days. Although she had spoken to Zhao Yuan on the phone and chatted with him on WeChat, he hadn’t mentioned anything about a competition. It wasn’t until she was watching TV with her parents that night that she found out Zhao Yuan had been challenged by Kawashima Haruhiro. Moreover, the challenge had escalated into a clash of heritages—a battle between nations!

”Isn’t that Xiaozhao?” Xue Wanyun said in surprise, watching Zhao Yuan on the news. ”How did he end up in a duel with a Japanese medical expert?”

”I’m not sure either. I’ll call and ask him now,” Lin Xue said, pulling out her phone to call Zhao Yuan. However, just like the other calls she had made that day, it went unanswered.

Seeing this, Lin Liqiang said, ”They must have confiscated his phone to prevent him from consulting with anyone during the treatment.”

He was right. Zhao Yuan’s phone had been confiscated at the start of the duel.

When she heard the news report on Kawashima Haruhiro’s credentials, Xue Wanyun couldn’t help but gasp. ”My goodness,” she said worriedly, ”this Japanese expert sounds incredible. Can Zhao Yuan actually win?”

”He’ll definitely win!” Lin Xue clenched her fists, her words serving as both an answer to her mother and a cheer for Zhao Yuan.