Top-class Bodyguard

Chapter 785 763: Can You Spare the Korean Medical Community?

Yin Xingshui's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and he couldn't help but laugh.

"Mr. Ren Feng, although your medical skills are extraordinary, your diagnosis this time is truly too absurd. I am well-versed in the art of health maintenance, going to bed early and rising early, diligently exercising. My body has always been very good, with no illness at all, so how can there be talk of illness?"

Ren Feng smiled and said, "How have you been feeling recently, Mr. Yin Xingshui?"

"Eating well, sleeping soundly," replied Yin Xingshui.

"Is that really so?" There was a glint in Ren Feng's eyes. At the beginning, he didn't know why Yin Xingshui invited him over, but when Yin Xingshui mentioned his illness just now, he realized it.

This was akin to a psychological tactic, inviting him over to engage in verbal sparring to suppress him, in order to gain an advantage during the competition.

Ren Feng looked at Yin Xingshui and calmly said, "When I stepped forward to challenge you, weren't you angry? When I brought out the evidence, could your mind really remain calm? When I defeated both Zhao Meibin and Sheng Quangong, weren't you angry at all?"

Listening to Ren Feng's words, Yin Xingshui's temples involuntarily twitched slightly.

"Yin Xingshui, people are not saints. You are an elderly person with cultivation and poise, but that doesn't mean you have transcended beyond this world. These mundane matters will still affect your emotions. Am I right?"

Yin Xingshui remained silent, his eyes seemed to contract for a moment, but soon returned to calmness.

"Otherwise, you wouldn't have invited me over at this time. You didn't want to meet me, rather you wanted me to see you." Ren Feng's expression remained calm, "The moment we met, you claimed I was ill, merely to indirectly prove your superior medical skills and subtly undermine my confidence. However, this kind of psychological tactic is useless."

During the years Ren Feng spent as a mercenary, his nerves had long become extremely resilient, and he was highly adept at understanding the psychological activities of his enemies. Naturally, he was clear about the intentions behind Yin Xingshui's behavior.

"You can tell my physical constitution at a glance, nearly uncovering my secrets, which indeed proves your exceptional medical skills. However, this only makes me calmer and more determined to bring you down in the competition!"

Having said that, Ren Feng looked at Yin Xingshui and asked, "What kind of mood are you in when you see me now?"

"Admiration and resentment," Yin Xingshui replied honestly.

He appreciated this medical genius but resented that this genius was not born in South Korea, yet thrived in another country. Now, they were opponents.

"Is there no anger?" Ren Feng stared directly at Yin Xingshui.

"There is," Yin Xingshui nodded.

"Anger is a kind of illness," Ren Feng finally delivered his conclusion.

Yin Xingshui was at a loss for words.

"Emotions like anger, tension, anxiety, and fear are the great enemies of health. It has been concluded from research findings that cancer, coronary heart disease, hypertension, migraine, and diabetes are all associated with psychological factors."

Ren Feng looked at Yin Xingshui again, "Mr. Yin, you understand how to cultivate the mind, maintaining a calm state of mind at all times. Neither agitated nor reckless, correct?"

"Correct," Yin Xingshui nodded.

"Due to years of tranquility, you are not suited to sudden movement. And once you move, it will inevitably lead to emotional imbalance and loss of mental calm. If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Yin, you have had restless sleep these past few nights, correct?" asked Ren Feng.

"Correct," Yin Xingshui was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.

"Is insomnia an illness?"

"It is an illness."

"Very good. That's the first point," Ren Feng said, looking at Yin Xingshui's neck, "Mr. Yin is still strongly supporting himself, but there is still some stiffness in the neck motion. When you were leading the way earlier, you unconsciously twisted your neck. If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Yin had a stiff neck last night. Am I right?"

"Correct."

"Is a stiff neck an illness?"

"It is an illness," Yin Xingshui sighed softly and said.

"Neck injuries are bound to lead to fatigue. Is fatigue a kind of illness?"

"It is an illness."

"The cervical spine is the pillar of the human body, and damage to it will lead to impaired vision, loss of appetite, poor circulation, damage to the organs, and disrupted balance of yin and yang. Now, Mr. Yin, do you feel that you are ill?"

Yin Xingshui was at a loss for words, he sighed, "Mr. Ren is indeed a formidable young man. Among the famous doctors I met in Huaxia, none are as sharp as Mr. Ren. May I ask, under which great master have you studied?"

Ren Feng shook his head, "That is not convenient to disclose. My master is nothing more than a wild doctor in the mountains."

"Even a wild doctor in the mountains can produce such a formidable disciple," Yin Xingshui sighed, "Huaxia's medical skills truly are a place of hidden talents."

Ren Feng now also had some affection for Yin Xingshui. He asked, "Mr. Yin, I'm curious to know, in your opinion, did traditional Chinese medicine originate from Korean medicine, or did Korean medicine originate from traditional Chinese medicine?"

"Traditional Chinese medicine has a long history. Korean medicine is nothing more than an amalgamation on the foundation of traditional Chinese medicine, this I must admit," Yin Xingshui said, "Moreover, the foundation of traditional Chinese medicine is far more substantial than that of Korean medicine. If I'm not mistaken, the acupuncture technique you used yesterday should be the Ghost Gate Needle Skill?"

"I don't know what kind of acupuncture it is, these are just things taught by my master, and apart from this needle technique, there are many more."

With a complex expression, Yin Xingshui nodded and gestured for him to take a seat.

"Mr. Ren, please have some tea. If it gets cold, it won't taste good."

Ren Feng took a sip of tea, looking at the calm national doctor of South Korea before him. Indeed, Yin Xingshui personally was much superior to most average South Koreans, at least he could understand many fundamental things.

Ren Feng did not intend to disparage South Koreans, but indeed, most South Koreans have twisted views, ignoring basic facts, which is annoying. However, there are people like Yin Xingshui who are respectable.

Yin Xingshui said nothing further. He and Ren Feng just sat in the tea room, silently drinking tea and listening to the wind.

Finally, when Ren Feng was about to leave, Yin Xingshui spoke again.

"Mr. Ren, if I lose, could you spare the field of Korean medicine?"

Ren Feng turned his back to Yin Xingshui, who remained kneeling there, the tea on the table steaming with warmth.

Yin Xingshui knew very well that the purpose behind Ren Feng's challenge was nothing less than to severely impact the entire field of Korean medicine. He feared that if Ren Feng continued to challenge after winning, the entire field of Korean medicine might not recover for fifty or even a hundred years.

Ren Feng was silent for a moment, "Yes."

Then, Ren Feng walked out.

Yin Xingshui took a sip of tea, his heart feeling slightly relieved.