Chapter 125: The Medical Exchange Conference Begins!

"Brother Xiao, Brother Ye, are you sure about this?"

"It's true that Yaowang Hospital from South China has a strong reputation, but their actual skills remain to be tested. Volunteering as a test subject carries significant risks! If the treatment fails, it could leave lasting consequences. Please reconsider!"

Two days had passed.

The Medical Exchange Conference was being held in the auditorium of the Medical University.

Lin Beifan and Angkor each pushed a protagonist in a wheelchair toward the venue.

Xiao Chen, sitting comfortably in his chair, smiled. "Don't worry, Yaowang Hospital is highly skilled! They specialize in traditional medicine and therapeutic massage, with unique expertise in treating internal injuries and trauma. I trust them completely!"

As a member of the Guigu School, he knew all too well about Yaowanggu's capabilities.

They possessed ancient, nearly lost prescriptions and specialized healing techniques with remarkable effectiveness.

With their medicine, his injuries could be fully healed in less than ten days.

Of course, Guigu School's skills were still superior.

Sometimes, they could heal ailments without even needing medicine.

Xiao Chen thought to himself with pride.

On the other side, Ye Xingchen nodded. "I believe in Yaowang Hospital as well!"

In his past life, he had personally witnessed their miraculous treatments. Many severe injuries and ailments had been cured.

Particularly their heir, who was hailed as a modern-day Hua Tuo—only second to Xiao Chen himself.

Now that Xiao Chen was bedridden, his only option was to rely on Yaowang Hospital.

With their help, he could recover as quickly as possible.

"Once I'm healed, I'll take my revenge!" Both protagonists thought in unison.

Lin Beifan chuckled. "Since you've made up your minds, I won't stop you! I sincerely hope Yaowang Hospital is as miraculous as you claim so that you can recover soon! Right, Brother Wu?"

Angkor hesitated but nodded. "Uh... yeah, sure!"

However, he didn't mean it at all.

Make them recover?

What a joke!

Lin Beifan was his sworn brother—how could he let his enemies heal and return stronger?

He wasn't concerned about Xiao Chen, who was insignificant.

But Ye Xingchen?

He was Lin Beifan's right-hand man, especially when it came to making money. In just a few days, he had generated billions.

If he recovered, Lin Beifan would rise even faster.

And how could Angkor ever seek revenge?

Not to mention, Ye Xingchen's return would threaten his own position. That was unacceptable!

I have to ensure their injuries don't heal too quickly!

With that thought, he subtly stepped on the wheelchair's wheel, causing it to veer off course.

The wheelchair jolted violently.

Ye Xingchen winced in pain. "What the hell? Why is it so bumpy?"

"The wheel seems to be broken..."

"Damn it! Why now? Can we replace it?"

"We can, but you might miss the conference!"

"...Forget it! Just slow down! The pain is unbearable!"

"I'll do my best!"

And so, the journey became even rougher. Ye Xingchen endured excruciating pain all the way.

Finally, the four of them arrived at the Medical University's auditorium.

The conference had not yet started, and attendees were gathered in small groups.

Suddenly, Lin Beifan glanced at his phone. "A friend is calling me. I'll be right back."

The two protagonists instinctively turned to look—only for their faces to darken in rage.

Because the so-called "friend" was none other than their sweethearts—Song Yuqing and Chu Ruoxue, the two golden flowers of Mohai City.

The two women stood together, their beauty dazzling, making the entire auditorium seem more vibrant.

They waved cheerfully at Lin Beifan.

Lin Beifan approached them with a smile. "Why are you here?" He glanced at Chu Ruoxue, puzzled.

Her company had no connection to the Medical Exchange Conference.

Chu Ruoxue sighed. "My grandfather's health has been deteriorating lately. I heard Yaowang Hospital's representatives are here, so I came to see if they can help."

Lin Beifan nodded. "His condition is simply due to aging. His bodily functions are gradually declining. Regular care and maintenance are enough—there's no need for excessive treatment."

"I understand, but I just can't help worrying..." Chu Ruoxue smiled bitterly. Then, noticing the two "mummies" behind Lin Beifan, her expression turned cold. "Why is that Ye fellow here?"

She didn't even want to say his name, which showed how much she despised Ye Xingchen.

Lin Beifan shrugged. "They signed up for the conference as medical test subjects. I wasn't at ease, so I brought them here myself."

Chu Ruoxue scoffed. "Let him do whatever he wants. I couldn't care less if he lives or dies!"

Song Yuqing added, "Xiaofan, you've already done more than enough for them. You've given them money and taken care of them. You don't have to keep worrying about them!"

Lin Beifan sighed dramatically. "Oh, but I just can't help it. They're my dear friends and family!"

The two women were touched.

"You're too kind!"

Lin Beifan nodded sincerely. Yes, I'm just a kind and innocent little villain.

Not far away, watching the three of them chat and laugh intimately, the two protagonists turned green with jealousy.

"F***! Lin Beifan, you bastard! You stole my woman again!"

"How the hell did it escalate this much?"

"I need to recover ASAP, or I'll be completely humiliated!"

Just as they were thinking this, a sudden jolt of pain struck them.

"Ow! What the hell?"

"What was that? It hurts!"

Angkor quickly apologized. "Oh! Sorry, I lost my grip on the wheelchair!"

The two protagonists' faces turned black.

Finally, the Medical Exchange Conference officially began.

Renowned doctors took turns on stage, briefly explaining their medical philosophies and treatment methods, earning rounds of applause.

Then came the most exciting part—the practical demonstrations.

At that moment, a young doctor with an arrogant expression stepped forward.

"I am one of the representatives from Yaowang Hospital—Wang Siquan. I have trained in Yaowang's medical arts since childhood! Which patient would like to receive treatment first?"

"I do!"

"I do!"

Xiao Chen and Ye Xingchen immediately raised their hands.

The audience was taken aback.

"Damn! They're that eager?"

"Aren't they worried the doctor is too young and inexperienced?"

Even Wang Siquan himself was surprised.

He hadn't even demonstrated his skills yet, yet these two were already so eager?

Still, he composed himself and smiled. "Thank you for your trust, but I can only treat one person at a time. Who wants to go first?"

"I'll go first!"

"No, I'll go first!"

The two raised their hands simultaneously—again.