The Strongest Magic Doctor in City

When the final result was announced, the room became silent. Yan Zhou and Mao Hai's expressions became extremely ugly.    

The two of them were originally very confident in themselves, thinking that their performance would absolutely win the match. But now, the result was a slap in their faces. Both of them had been defeated, and for a moment, they couldn't accept it.    

Yan Zhou could not help but protest, "Why is it him? I refuse to accept it!"    

"I can't accept it either. Why should it be him? Which part of him is stronger than me?" Mao Hai also could not swallow this anger.    

Cang Xuande looked coldly at the two of them, "The result has its own conclusion. You guys can leave!"    

"I refuse to accept it!" Yan Zhou gritted his teeth and expressed his dissatisfaction with a sharp voice. "Master, you are siding with him! What part of him is stronger than us? I won't leave until I say it clearly! "    

" Right! If I don't make it clear, I won't leave!" Mao Hai put on a shameless face.    

Cang Xuande's voice gradually turned cold, "The competition is over, and I've given you all a chance. You didn't seize it. Alright, let's go. We don't have any relationship between master and disciple anymore."    

Both of them knew that they were powerless to turn the situation around when they saw how resolute he was and how he treated Bao Zhiming even worse than before.    

They gritted their teeth with pale faces and turned their heads to stare at Lee Yifann coldly. "Don't be complacent. Don't think that you can be arrogant just because you beat us through the back door."    

Seeing that the two of them were aiming at him, Lee Yifann could not help but frown. "You have to be able to afford to lose. You will only make people look down on you if you keep pestering us like this."    

"Stop being hypocritical here! Do you think I don't know that you are very proud of yourself now?" Yan Zhou's eyes were burning with jealousy. "You have only been here for a few months. How can you compare to us? If Master did not side with you, how could we lose to you? We lost today, but just you wait. I won't let you go!"    

"What, you still want to take revenge on me?" Lee Yifann's face darkened.    

"Bullshit! Who do you think you are!? You think you are worthy for me to threaten you? It's all because of you. Let's wait and see!" Yan Zhou threw out a vicious remark, then glared at Cang Xuande with a venomous gaze. He strode towards the exit of the clinic.    

Mao Hai also left in anger. Before he left, he didn't forget to glare at Lee Yifann and Cang Xuande to express his anger.    

Once he left, Cang Xuande's whole body seemed to have been drained of all his strength. He weakly sat on the chair. Deep wrinkles appeared on his aged face, and his expression revealed a deep sadness and pain.    

This was the acolyte that he had raised for a few years, an ingrate that he was unfamiliar with!    

One or two of them had treated him with such malicious words, and they did not care about the master-disciple relationship, but they had actually attacked him with such malicious intent, causing him to feel a chill in his heart.    

Originally, he had planned to pass on all of his abilities to these people, but now, he only regretted his own stupidity. He had accepted a few people as apprentices, and it was all thanks to him that he had confiscated them from becoming official disciples. Otherwise, with their character, who knew what they would do after learning their skills!    

Cang Xuande looked at Lee Yifann, who was silent beside him, and was about to speak. Lee Yifann was one step ahead of him and said, "Master, I know you don't feel good about it. I won't even argue if you suspect my motive. But I just want to say that it might not be a bad thing. You saw the attitude of the few of them when they left. They have already forgotten the original intention of learning medicine from you and the kindness of learning medicine from you. If such a person were to learn medicine, it would only bring harm to countless people. Master, please take it easy. "    

Cang Xuande was slightly stunned. Looking at Lee Yifann's honest face and clear eyes, he felt a trace of emotion inexplicably rise in his heart.    

He knew very well that Lee Yifann said this to enlighten him, and even took the risk of being scolded by him.    

In fact, as an Old Doctor of Traditional Chinese Medicine, he had long been accustomed to seeing life and death separate. After a few acolytes left, another new acolyte came. Just like how patients came one after another, and they left one after another. The cycle repeated itself every day. He had long become numb to it. He was not a person who liked to be sentimental, he was just an acolyte who had followed him for a few years. He couldn't help but feel a little sad that he had suddenly ruined his good intentions.    

He hesitated for a moment and said in a slightly raspy voice, "I heard that you have a grandfather in the countryside?"    

Lee Yifann was stunned. He did not understand why Cang Xuande suddenly mentioned his grandfather. But he still nodded. "Yes, my grandfather opened a small clinic in the countryside. He taught me since I was a child that I have principles of being a person. People can forget everything except their own roots. Once they forget their roots, they can do anything bad."    

These words made Cang Xuande's heart tremble. In a trance, he remembered that when he first started learning medicine, his master taught him the same thing.    

Perhaps it was the will of the heavens.    

He sent away four apprentices with poor moral character, but heaven sent him a genius with excellent moral character.    

It was time to make a decision. He took a deep breath, lowered his head, and considered for a moment. He stared at Lee Yifann and asked, "I have announced the result just now. Yifann, are you willing to be my official disciple?"    

Lee Yifann's body shook, and a look of surprise shot out of his eyes. He thought that when Bao Zhiming and the others attacked Cang Xuande, Cang Xuande would change his mind and give up on taking him as his disciple.    

Plop!    

Lee Yifann knelt down in front of Cang Xuande and said in an excited and respectful voice, "I am willing! I am willing! Master, please accept my bow! "    

Dong!    

He immediately kowtowed to Cang Xuande. In his entire life, he had only knelt down to his parents and grandfather. Now, there was one more person, Cang Xuande.    

When the clouds parted to see the moon, Cang Xuande, who had been troubled by Bao Zhiming and the others' vicious attacks, disappeared into thin air. He stood up and pulled Lee Yifann down. He laughed heartily and said, "Get up quickly! The ground was cold."    

Lee Yifann nodded and stood up. "Master..."    

" Our master-disciple relationship hasn't been confirmed yet. TCM is different from Western medicine. Recruiting a disciple is a very serious and solemn matter. One needs to perform the traditional apprenticeship ceremony and there must be witnesses." Cang Xuande explained.    

Lee Yifann scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. "Sorry, Master, I was rude."    

He remembered that his grandfather had mentioned this to him before. It was just that he did not have a deep impression of it. He did not expect it to be so particular.    

"Everyone has their first time. I have already arranged the date of the apprenticeship ceremony. These few days, I will tell you about the details of the apprenticeship ceremony. Three days later, I will invite an old friend from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Field to attend the ceremony. Are you clear? "    

"I understand. I will listen to you, master."    

Lee Yifann naturally did not have any objections. To him, there was only one goal at the moment, and that was to learn medicine.    

Cang Xuande was one of the top fighters in Traditional Chinese Medicine Field. He was knowledgeable and had a high status. Being able to acknowledge him as his master was a happy occasion that many people dreamt of. Lee Yifann being able to have such an honor was already a blessing that he had cultivated for several lifetimes.