Chapter 270: Zhang Xuan's Secret Method

"How dare you!"

"Who said we're incompetent?"

"A mere one-star physician dares to speak such nonsense? Who gave you the nerve?"

The surroundings immediately erupted.

We're incompetent, you take a look... meaning you think you're better than us?

Where does a one-star physician get such confidence?

"Such big words! Bai Chan, I didn't expect you to have grown so bold after a few days apart?"

Physician Cheng Feng hadn't expected him to say that either, narrowing his eyes.

"Ignorant child, spouting arrogant words! Let's see what skills you really have!" Physician Mu Hong flicked his sleeve, displeasure written on his face.

We, two-star and three-star physicians, couldn't even identify the illness, let alone cure it, and you, a mere one-star physician, are putting on airs?

You take a look—can you even understand it?

"This guy..."

Mo Yu rolled her eyes.

So many three-star physicians couldn't figure it out, and you, who doesn't even understand extreme diagnosis or observational diagnosis, actually speak up to take a look, disregarding everyone...

So arrogant, aren't you afraid of getting beaten to death?

Where does that confidence come from?

Ignoring the crowd's anger and doubt, Zhang Xuan approached the Great Pharmacist.

From a distance, he hadn't noticed, but up close, he saw that the Great Pharmacist was indeed gravely ill—his muscles slack, skin withered, and the light in his eyes fading, as if about to go out at any moment.

He circled around him, carefully felt his pulse, and observed the details...

Sure enough...

He couldn't see a thing!

"Physician Bai, have you noticed anything?"

Seeing him standing still, lost in thought, Steward Lu couldn't help asking.

The others also looked over.

Since this guy had spoken so arrogantly, they wanted to see if he had the capital to back it up.

"Well, I have noticed something, but I'm not certain yet."

Knowing that if he admitted he saw nothing, he'd be beaten to death on the spot, Zhang Xuan paused for a moment and said.

"Noticed something? Really?" Steward Lu's face lit up with excitement.

This man had seen at a glance that he had asthma; perhaps he really could solve a problem no one else could.

"Putting on an act!"

"Let's see what he's noticed!"

The other physicians were all full of disdain.

When a physician examines a patient, how to look, where to look, and what to look for all have their rules. This guy just walked around, ignoring the most important parts of diagnosis, and then brazenly claimed to have found the problem...

Are you dreaming?

Keep pretending—when you can't explain, we'll see what you do!

"Don't rush. If you've found a problem but aren't certain, you can't just prescribe medicine lightly."

Ignoring the disdainful looks, Zhang Xuan shook his head, paused, and said, "However, I have a secret method. Once applied, it can easily determine the illness, but..."

He stopped there, a hesitant look on his face.

"But what?"

Hearing there was a secret method to determine the illness, Steward Lu quickly looked over, and even the Great Pharmacist, who seemed half-dead, turned his eyes.

The biggest problem now wasn't that it couldn't be treated, but that they didn't even know what the illness was. If they could confirm it, they might find clues and find a way to solve it.

"But... the Great Pharmacist might have to suffer a little."

Zhang Xuan said slowly.

"As long as the illness can be determined, a little suffering is nothing. Whatever needs to be done, Physician Bai, just say it."

After consulting with the Great Pharmacist, Steward Lu's gaze was firm.

Compared to death, suffering was insignificant.

"Nothing is needed. Since you say it's nothing, I'll proceed with the secret method..." Zhang Xuan looked at him seriously.

"Mm."

Steward Lu nodded and asked doubtfully, "Since you're performing a secret method, should we withdraw..."

Many secret methods were private; wouldn't it be inconvenient with so many physicians watching?

But before he could finish, he saw Physician Bai Chan reach out his hand and slap the Great Pharmacist across the face.

Slap!

A crisp sound. The hand landed on the back of the Great Pharmacist's head. Before he could react, his vision went dark, and with utter disbelief... he fainted.

"What are you doing..."

Never expecting Physician Bai Chan to knock the master unconscious instead of performing a secret method, Steward Lu's scalp tingled. He was about to rush over when he saw the man touch the Great Pharmacist, then clap his hands: "Alright, the secret method is done..."

"Done...?"

Everyone nearly fainted on the spot.

Brother, are you here to mess around?

Don't tell me... your secret method is just slapping the Great Pharmacist!

And secret, needing to withdraw... any dog could perform that level of 'secret method'...

On the side, Mo Yu's delicate body trembled, nearly collapsing to the ground.

Just now, seeing him so confident, she really thought he had some good way to identify the illness and find the problem. She never dreamed it would come to this...

A slap to knock him out—that was already an attack on the Great Pharmacist. If he couldn't come up with a good excuse, both of them would probably hang here today, never getting out.

"Master..."

Rushing forward, applying massage and acupressure, Steward Lu finally managed to revive the Great Pharmacist, then breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at Zhang Xuan again, suppressing the urge to have the man torn apart: "Physician Bai, what is the meaning of this..."

To be honest, if this man hadn't cured his illness as soon as he arrived, just for that slap, he would have called the guards to kill him.

The master was already weak; knocking him out like that was almost like murder.

"My secret method requires the patient to be unconscious—that is, without awareness—to be performed. I had no choice just now; I hope you'll understand."

Zhang Xuan had already thought of an excuse.

"There's such a secret method?"

"Making people unconscious to treat them?"

Everyone looked at each other, unable to wrap their heads around it.

Was there such an absurd method in the world?

The three three-star physicians also exchanged glances, confusion in their eyes.

They had read countless books from the Physician Guild, but never heard of making someone unconscious to diagnose an illness—it went against the principles of medicine.

"So that's it..."

Steward Lu had never heard of it either, but this man had diagnosed his illness just by having him punch, which was already beyond common sense. After a moment's hesitation, he couldn't help asking, "May I ask what illness my master has... Has Physician Bai confirmed it?"

Hearing the question, the others also looked over, wanting to see what this pretentious fellow would say.

"I have confirmed the illness."

Zhang Xuan nodded, hesitated, and sighed: "It is... self-inflicted, and cannot be saved."

"What did you say?"

Steward Lu was stunned.

"How dare you!"

With the sound of swords being drawn, countless guards surged in from all sides.