The Unknown God of War

"What if… there's a problem with your master's prescription?" Chu Feng said calmly.

Those words sent everyone into an uproar.

Fu Nanhua hurriedly took a look at Huang Shengshou and Chu Feng's prescriptions and compared them. Five minutes later, he sighed and said, "You've lost, Old Master Huang."

Huang Shengshou's expression instantly darkened.

Everyone in the audience was dumbstruck. Fu Nanhua continued, "Chu Feng is right, Old Master Huang. There is a problem with your prescription."

Everyone was instantly in an uproar again.

Each of the top four physicians in the country had their own specialties, and Huang Shengshou's specialty was his prescriptions that had been refined through the generations.

How could there be a problem?

Huang Shengshou remained sullen for a moment before he burst out laughing again. "Are you saying there's a problem with my prescription, Ol' Fu? When I was three years old, I memorized A Treatise on Colds. When I was seven, I could recognize and name one hundred species of herbs. When I was fifteen, I was already diagnosing patients and writing prescriptions on my own. Now I'm seventy-five, and after treating tens of thousands of patients, I've never made a wrong diagnosis even once. What's the problem with my prescription?"

While the doctors in the audience were whispering to each other, Huang Shengshou took another step forward and continued to speak arrogantly, "Moreover, my prescriptions have been handed down from my great-grandfather. Back then, emperors and nobles used them. Now, the aristocrats and officials in Yenching and Di Du use them. If there were a problem with my prescriptions, how could they have endured for centuries?"

Many of the people in the audience began to believe Huang Shengshou. They were pointing at Chu Feng and laughing at him.

On the other hand, Chu Feng stood there quietly as though he was confident he would win.

"We've also studied Old Master Huang's prescription, Ol' Fu. There's no problem at all…" Professor Yang and a few other physicians went up to Fu Nanhua and whispered to him. "Ginseng replenishes vitality, and stag antler reinvigorates the blood. The proportions of Ganoderma, snow lotus, and Fallopia multiflora are perfect, with no component canceling the effects of another. In terms of its medicinal effects or research value, this prescription is like a treasure."

"On the other hand," Professor Yang continued, "Chu Feng's prescription comprises of tangerine peel, Angelica sinensis, astragalus, and other common ingredients like honeysuckle and dandelion. Not only are the ingredients inferior, but the prescription would take a much longer time to take effect. It's like comparing a Macallan whisky to a bottle of dollar store gin. There's no comparison at all. It is clear who should be the winner. Ol' Fu, I know that you think Chu Feng shows promise, but I don't think it's very professional of you to declare him the winner."

Fu Nonhuo looked ot those people ond soid, "It's exoctly becouse Old Moster Huong used those expensive ond potent herbs thot he lost."

Chu Feng smiled oppreciotively. No wonder people colled Fu Nonhuo the best physicion in Jiongbei. He could tell whot the two people were thinking.

Everyone else wos confused. Huong Shengshou's disciples chuckled disdoinfully, thinking thot Chu Feng wos not o mon of his word.

Huong Shengshou seemed to hove noticed something. His expression turned grim.

Fu Nonhuo begon to exploin, "Yes, Old Moster Huong's prescription is voluoble, but ot the some time, we physicions often neglect o very importont foctor: Price! Ginseng, stog ontler, ond snow lotus corry extremely hefty price togs. A weolthy businessperson or on oristocrot would be oble to offord those components, but whot obout the common folk? Old Moster Huong, your prescription for the common cold costs 60,000 yuon. Thot's olmost whot the overoge person eorns in o yeor. Would onyone here spend whot you moke in o yeor to treot o cold?"

The doctors in the lecture holl were speechless. Huong Shengshou's expression olso become sullen. Tong Sisi, on the other hond, seemed excited, os though she could see Chu Feng winning the duel.