Chapter 492 - This Is Uncanny Power!

“Can you show us?”

Li Zhengtang and the other two highly-skilled doctors looked at Fang Qiu expectantly.

Mental power?

Wasn’t it the uncanny power that only appeared in Hongkong gambling movies?

Was there uncanny power in the world?

“Good.”

Fang Qiu nodded and said, “Three teachers, please look carefully.”

With that, Fang Qiu looked directly at a cup on the tea table in front of the three highly-skilled doctors, which was carried by Huang Zhengren. Then he directed his mental power, wrapped the cup, and drew it towards his hand.

The three highly-skilled doctors watched intently.

The next moment, the three were stunned.

The cup moved on the tea table, right in front of Highly-skilled Doctor Huang Zhengren, and slid over to Fang Qiu. Fang Qiu casually reached over and grabbed it.

This scene shocked the three highly-skilled doctors completely!

“It’s, it’s like uncanny power!” Highly-skilled Doctor Huang Zhengren exclaimed.

“Sort of, but it’s not as magical as the uncanny power in movies.”

Fang Qiu smiled, returned the cup to Highly-skilled Doctor Huang Zhengren, and said, “The mental power enables one to take things through the air, and it can penetrate into people’s body like Qi, but it can’t do tricks like conjuring cards in a TV show.”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

At his words, the three in shock gave a bitter smile.

Even if he couldn’t use this ability to conjure cards, it was pretty magical. After all, taking things through the air sounded scary enough.

“It’s not easy to learn,” Huang Zhengren said with a wry smile.

“Yeah.”

Yang Juanyong nodded and said, “In those days, Hongkong gambling movies were popular all over the country, and countless people followed suit to learn uncanny power, but no one could really practice the mental power. Now Fang Qiu has proved that it really exists, but the fact that no one else can practice it proves that mental power is really something that ordinary people won’t succeed in learning it.”

“That’s true,” Li Zhengtang agreed, nodding his head and patting Fang Qiu on the shoulder.

“There is more to Chinese Medicine than that. There are still many for the world to develop and learn. We are old. Even though we are still studying, we are not as enlightening as you young people. The future of traditional Chinese Medicine is in your hands.”

“I’ll try,” Fang Qiu replied, nodding.

“Although mental power is difficult to learn, in the future if you start a sect, please be sure to pass it on,” Yang Juanyong told him.

“Okay.”

Fang Qiu nodded heavily.

After a few words, the three highly-skilled doctors left.

However, the three highly-skilled doctors had just left, and Fang Qiu hadn’t even closed the door when the staff of the program group showed up.

They were the PD and VJ who had been following Fang Qiu when he collected herbs in the field.

“We came at the right time. We don’t have to knock.”

Coming to Fang Qiu’s door, the PD grinned and entered the room with the VJ.

“Have you come to inform me of the rules and subject of the sixth episode?” Fang Qiu asked.

“Yes.”

The PD nodded and said, “And conduct an interview.”

Fang Qiu smiled bitterly.

He knew the program group was coming for a thrill.

It was not something he liked to do, but since he had been on the show and the program group was here, Fang Qiu could only adjust his mind a little bit and become the Fang Qiu facing the camera.

“The subject of the sixth episode is about Four Methods to Diagnose a Disease.”

As soon as he sat down, the PD reached out and handed Fang Qiu a card, saying, “In this episode, the 15 contestants will perform four methods to diagnose 10 patients’ diseases. After the diagnosis, each contestant gives his own assessment of the patient’s condition. As for the specific rules, they are clearly written on the card. Take a good look.”

“Good.”

Fang Qiu nodded.

“Let’s start the interview,” the PD told the VJ.

At his words, the VJ immediately put the camera on his shoulder.

The assistant director should have conducted the interview, but since many attractive points were made by the PD and the VJ in the episode of collecting herbs in a mountain forest, and these two people were familiar with Fang Qiu, they were sent here on purpose.

“Sorry to trouble you.”

At the beginning of the interview, the VJ patted the PD on the shoulder, indicating to begin recording.

As the recording began, the PD asked, “Fang Qiu, the subject of this episode is about Four Methods to Diagnose a Disease. How do you feel about your ability in this aspect?”

“It should be… not bad?” Fang Qiu replied with a smile.

“Just not bad?” the PD questioned closely.

“Promotion should be fine with me,” Fang Qiu replied.

The PD smiled, and so did the VJ.

That was what they liked about Fang Qiu. He was both humble and cocky.

“In that case, why don’t you make a diagnosis for me with Four Methods to Diagnose a Disease on the spot?” the PD said.

“No problem.”

Fang Qiu nodded. Then his expression became solemn and he began to examine the PD.

“Have you diagnosed anything wrong with me?” the PD asked when Fang Qiu had finished.

“Er… well, it’s not appropriate to say it here,” Fang Qiu said.

“Never mind, just say it,” the PD urged.

“Then I’ll speak it out?”

Fang Qiu confirmed with the PD.

“Go ahead,” the PD blurted out, nodding.

Fang Qiu coughed and stammered, “Well… you’ve had a lot of sex lately. Be moderate.”

His words made the PD’s face instantly turn red!

The VJ, holding the camera, almost laughed. Fortunately, he contained himself and the camera did not shake.

“Damn it! After going back, I will definitely ask them to cut this footage out!” the PD decided fiercely in the heart.

He was embarrassed!

But even though he thought so, given the director’s personality and the fact that the VJ was laughing quietly, the footage certainly wouldn’t be cut out.

He felt bitter in the heart!

At this point, the VJ turned off the camera and laughed, saying, “The interview is over. Come on, let’s go to the next room.”

The PD looked helpless and miserable and got up.

“You embarrassed yourself, ha-ha.”

On the way out, the VJ guffawed.

“Who knew what he would say.”

The PD was speechless.

“So is Fang Qiu right? Do you do it several times a day?” the VJ asked.

The PD didn’t want to talk to him.

As there were only 15 contestants, the interview was no longer so jumpy, selective, and purposeful as it had been; instead, everyone was interviewed.

Embarrassed by Fang Qiu’s words, the PD was determined not to appear on camera anymore. Instead, he asked the VJ to interview the contestants.

The results of interviewing all the contestants were surprisingly consistent.

“These guys deserve to be the top 15 in the country. No one is weak.”

On the way back to the TV station, the PD could not help but sigh. The VJ also repeatedly nodded in agreement.

…

The next morning at nine o’clock, the sixth episode of “Young Chinese Medicine Doctor” formally began to record.

In the studio, the 15 contestants, who had arrived early, sat in a row on one side of the studio.

The host went on stage, smiled at the camera, and said, “This is Channel 3 of Central Television. Welcome to the sixth episode of ‘Young Chinese Medicine Doctor’.”

“Bang!”

“Patter patter…”

He had just finished speaking when a loud noise suddenly came, followed by rapid footsteps.

Because this was one of the last episodes, the studio was completely open to the audience.

With a sudden noise, the audience was startled.

They looked at the entrance to the studio. There was a commotion, as if something big had happened.

The recording continued.

The director and all the staff looked around at once.

They saw a stranger come through the door.

It was a man of about 30 years old, slightly portly and decent looking, but he seemed angry. As soon as he entered, he looked up at the platform as if looking for someone.

Director Li Huawen frowned at him and said, “Why is there a break-in? Call the security and throw him out.”

But then the expression of the man who had broken into the studio changed. He fixed his eyes on Fang Qiu, who was onstage, and shouted, “Fang Qiu, I’m ‘Bozhi Tianxia’, and I’m here for you. I brought my relative who has cancer here. Can’t you cure cancer?

“If it is true, you treat the patient on the spot!

“I will lay bare your lies today, you liar!”

His roar spread through the studio.

There was a shout of surprise.

Of course, everyone in the audience knew the feud between “Bozhi Tianxia” and Fang Qiu.

But to their surprise, “Bozhi Tianxia” came to the studio.

This was incredible!

While the audience was shocked, Director Li Huawen thought of something. He ordered immediately, “Don’t call security.”

Then he quickly asked the cameramen to focus on the scene and continue filming!

Upon receiving the signal, several cameramen on the scene immediately divided their work: several of them shot Fang Qiu, several of them shot “Bozhi Tianxia”, and the rest of them shot the other contestants, judges, host, and audience.

Fang Qiu on the stage also wondered why anyone dared to break into the studio of Central Television.

He was thinking about this when he heard his name being called. The man had come to look for him.

Fang Qiu was stunned.

Although he had not been following the events on Weibo in recent days, Jiang Miaoyu introduced some things to him on the way to the capital. What was more, the person was so blunt that Fang Qiu easily knew who he was.

For a moment, the audience and the contestants all looked at Fang Qiu.

In fact, they were curious about Fang Qiu’s cure for a fatal disease.

Now that someone had come to ask Fang Qiu to cure a patient, they really wanted to see how Fang Qiu would handle it.

Fang Qiu frowned and glanced around.

He noticed that everyone was looking at him and several cameras were pointed at him from all angles.

“Alas…”

He gave a bitter laugh.

Fang Qiu knew he had to take the bait this time.

Because this matter happened in public. He could ask the director not to record it, but there were nearly 100 people in the audience.

If these people went out and told anyone, the story would spread.

So it was obviously impossible to stop it.

So Fang Qiu didn’t ask the program group to stop recording. How could he be a coward in front of such a large audience, when his enemy had come and so many people were watching?

Moreover, this was not only about his dignity, but also about the dignity of Chinese Medicine.

If he refused, no matter what the excuse was, things would inevitably turn out badly verbally. For example, a Chinese Medicine practitioner rejected the sick.

It wasn’t something good to be passed around.