Chapter 438: The Proud Medical Immortal in the City It took Wang Lin a long time to realize that what Wen Xingyi was talking about was to find a virgin with a cultivation level above the Nascent Soul stage for dual cultivation.

In this world now, apart from Wang Lin, there seems to be no other immortal cultivator, let alone those at the Nascent Soul stage or above.

As for Wang Lin himself, he meets the conditions, but there is no relationship between him and Wen Xingyi, and it is unlikely that the other party will agree.

I don't know whether it was because of Wen Xingyi or other reasons, but Wang Lin found that his resistance to women seemed to have become lower.

In the past, it would have been impossible for Wang Lin to generate evil fire, and he could hardly suppress it.

But just now, Wang Lin really almost couldn't suppress his inner desire. If he hadn't finally taken out the silver needle to seal the acupuncture points, I'm afraid...

Thinking of this, Wang Lin felt scared for a while, and then rushed into the bathroom and started taking a shower. 33

The cold water flowed across his skin, making Wang Lin feel a little better.

Because he and Sun Zaizhong had agreed to compete with other players today, Wang Lin drove out of the villa area after taking a shower and rushed to the headquarters of the Imperial Chinese Medical Association.

By the time Wang Lin arrived at the headquarters of the Chinese Medical Association, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

"Haha, good morning, Mr. Wang." As soon as Wang Lin got off the car, he saw Wang Wanming walking over with a smile.

"Good morning, President Wang."

"President Sun and other branch presidents have arrived. Mr. Wang, come with me." Wang Wanming said respectfully.

Following Wang Wanming into the hall, there were already thirteen people gathered in the hall. Except for Sun Zaizhong and the president of the Chinese Medical Association, the other eleven people must be the presidents of various branches.

Seeing Wang Lin come in, Sun Zai Zhong immediately stood up and greeted him, smiling and saying: "Haha, Mr. Wang is here, please take a seat."

When others saw Sun Jae-zhong's attitude towards Wang Lin, the expressions on their faces were quite wonderful.

After all, Sun Zaizhong's medical skills are among the best among them, but now he is so respectful to a young junior, which is simply shocking.

Although they have long heard about Wang Lin's superb medical skills, no matter how powerful he is, can a young man still compare to old guys like them who have studied medicine for decades?

Chinese medicine is different from Western medicine, blood medicine, which requires time to accumulate. Therefore, the best people in Chinese medicine are generally elderly people.

"Old Sun, are you making a fuss out of a molehill?" One of the old men said disdainfully: "I know you are very fond of this junior. After all, he won the medical competition of the younger generation."

"But this time is a real medical competition. If you let a young man like him participate, wouldn't that be a waste of a spot?"

The speaker was Li Yunrui, the president of a branch in the Eastern Region. He was not strong enough to participate in this medical competition. He had been simmering with anger for a long time. Now that he saw Wang Lin, he naturally wanted to vent his anger on him.

Wang Lin has it.

But it is obvious that Li Yunrui found the wrong person to spread his anger to.

"Haha, let's not waste the quota. President Li will naturally know when the time comes." Wang Lin said with an indifferent smile, "Although I dare not say that my medical skills are unparalleled, there is still no problem in winning this World Medical Skills Competition!"

"Hahaha, you are really young and frivolous. How dare you speak such arrogant words, and you are not afraid of the wind blowing your tongue." Zhao Xuan, a branch president in the Southern Territory, laughed and mocked.

"Hey, it's really disappointing..."

Faced with Zhao Xuan's ridicule, Wang Lin suddenly showed a sad look, sighed and said: "Chinese medicine is already weak, there are Western medicine outside who are selfless, and there are even blood doctors and witch doctors looking around, trying to take away

My heritage is Chinese medicine.”

"And you, as the backbone of Chinese medicine, are actually a bunch of old stubborns who use your own years to make things difficult for younger generations. No wonder today's young people are unwilling to learn Chinese medicine."

"It's just because of old stubborns like you that this happens!"

"The decline of Chinese medicine is not because no one wants to learn it, but because you are unwilling to teach seriously!"

Wang Lin was filled with indignation and said every word that made these old guys red-faced and ashamed.

"You, you..." Li Yunrui pointed at Wang Lin and didn't say a word for a long time. In the end, he could only sit back in his seat angrily.

"Everyone, I have told you a long time ago that Mr. Wang not only has excellent medical skills, but also has a great heart and is dedicated to the revitalization of Chinese medicine."

Sun Zaizhong stood up at the right time and said, "When I first met Mr. Wang, he was willing to teach me the Nine Needles of Guigu without charging any fees."

"Based on this alone, Mr. Wang has surpassed you old guys by more than one and a half points."

"President Sun, maybe you are right. He is indeed working hard for the rise of Chinese medicine, but this does not mean that his medical skills are enough to represent Chinese medicine in the World Medical Skills Competition!" Qin, another branch president of the Southern Territory

Heng said in a deep voice.

"I know what you mean. It's just that you can't bear to see that a young man like me got a quota, but you didn't get it. You are not convinced, right?" Wang Lin looked at everyone with a sneer, not afraid at all.

"That's right, I just can't stand it! I'm just not convinced!" Li Yunrui slapped the table and stood up, glaring at Wang Lin, "Boy, do you dare to compete with me? If you win, I will kneel down.

I worship you as my teacher!"

Wang Lin didn't expect that Li Yunrui would be so willing to go out. If he, an old man in his sixties, really lost to Wang Lin, it would be embarrassing enough. But he had to kneel down and worship Wang Lin as his teacher. If his heart

No, I might just get angry to death.

"There's no need to kneel down and become a disciple. I have no intention of accepting a disciple." Wang Lin said calmly.

Sun Zaizhong wanted to take him as his disciple at the beginning, but Wang Lin didn't agree. How could he agree to Li Yunrui's request?

"You, junior, your medical skills should be as good as your eloquence..." Li Yunrui pointed at Wang Lin and suppressed his anger, "But if I win, I will never let you practice medicine!"

As soon as Li Yunrui said these words, the expressions of everyone present changed and became quite ugly.

Putting aside the question of whether Wang Lin can win, just because Wang Lin won the medical skills competition for the younger generation, won the championship, and also knew the lost acupuncture method of Guigu Nine Needles, it is worth cultivating by the Chinese Medical Association.

Now Li Yunrui actually said that Wang Lin would not be allowed to practice medicine after losing. This was simply to kill a medical genius. This idea is not pure...

Obviously, Li Yunrui also realized that he had said something wrong and immediately changed his words: "I didn't mean that. What I meant was that if you lose, you will not be allowed to..."

"That's enough!" The president of the Chinese Medical Association interrupted Li Yunrui's words with an angry shout. He glanced at the other party with a gloomy face and said in a deep voice: "No matter who loses or wins today, we must not mention the prohibition of practicing medicine again.

, Otherwise, we will be expelled from the Chinese Medical Association and will never be hired!"
Chapter completed!