Ji Hongguang’s eyes widened, he let out a sound, and strode forward quickly. Ji Hongguang was a man with genuine skill, but his arrogance was such that no one in the circle was willing to associate with him. He had attended several industry exchange meetings upon invitation, but he managed to offend the organizers and everyone else present.

As a result, those aware of his foul temper stopped seeking him out, and slowly, he became a solitary figure, a true 'wild doctor.'

Ji Hongguang was proud, but he wasn't the type to enjoy isolation. He also yearned for exchange with his peers, yet the problem was that no one could tolerate his temperament. Even if he sought others out, they were unwilling to pay him any mind.

Seeing Zhang Yang today, from his performance, Ji Hongguang had already discerned that although Zhang Yang was young, his skill was not lacking. The ability to determine the treatment method merely by observation and pulse-taking suggested he was no worse than Ji Hongguang himself.

This stirred a sense of rivalry within him. He desperately wanted a proper competition with Zhang Yang. He had never had such a contest before; he disdained those whose skill level was inadequate, and those who possessed skill would never agree to compete with him.

This contest with Zhang Yang was a first for him as well; he had only thought of the method of competition on the spot.

"Master, this kid is too cunning!"

As they walked forward, the young man carrying the medicine chest called out indignantly.

This young man was Ji Hongguang’s apprentice. He was already aware of the competition. Zhang Yang and Ji Hongguang were seeking patients on the same street; whoever moved faster would naturally have a chance to find a patient sooner.

"It's fine. I proposed the method of competition. It doesn't matter if I let him go first!"

Ji Hongguang smiled. Zhang Yang walking ahead meant seizing the initiative, but finding a suitable patient on a busy street wasn't solely about initiative; it also required a good deal of luck.

There were so many people on the street; one couldn't possibly scrutinize every single one. Whether a suitable patient could be found truly depended on great fortune.

"Master, this kid looks too young, even younger than me. Why did you decide to compete with him? He doesn't look like a famous physician at all!"

The apprentice grumbled again, looking at Zhang Yang with a hint of jealousy.

He had followed Ji Hongguang for several years and had only grasped the superficial aspects. Zhang Yang indeed looked younger than him, yet his master was willing to compete medical skills with him—this unbalanced his heart immensely.

"Shut up! You are forbidden from saying such things again. A doctor's skill is not judged by age!"

Ji Hongguang suddenly stopped, glared, and reprimanded sternly. The young man immediately shrunk his head, daring not to speak further. The apprentice had momentarily forgotten Ji Hongguang’s sore spot and now regretted it.

Ji Hongguang detested anyone mentioning his age. He had achieved fame young; in his youth, he had established his reputation, but because of his age, many people refused to believe him.

Because of this, he had engaged in several disputes with people.

Now, his fame was considerable, but his age was not great—he was only thirty-seven this year, considered quite young among renowned Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioners.

Precisely because of this, people could not bring up matters related to youth being insufficient in front of him; even speaking about others in that context was forbidden, as he would perceive it as an insinuation against himself.

His situation somewhat resembled Zhang Yang's in his previous life. Zhang Yang had also made a name for himself when he was young, but few acknowledged him until, after several outstanding achievements, he was truly recognized by the world.

Zhang Yang and Ji Hongguang walked down the street, one in front of the other.

Some observant people began to notice two figures slowly pacing the street. They didn't look at the nearby shops or make any inquiries; they merely watched the passersby.

At first glance, they seemed to be searching for someone, yet they asked no one, appearing profoundly odd.

"Zhang Yang, how is it? Any gravely ill people?"

Su Zhantao, following Zhang Yang, asked tensely after a while, as if he were the one competing against Ji Hongguang.

"Gravely ill people aren't wandering the streets aimlessly. Finding someone with a chronic condition of several years would be quite good!"

Zhang Yang smiled and shook his head. Serious illnesses were out of the question for now; he was more focused on patients with difficult and complicated diseases.

Difficult and complicated diseases needed further classification—finding cases that showed immediate effectiveness and could actually be cured was not easy. Zhang Yang could only rely on luck.

Furthermore, there were too many pedestrians; he couldn't examine every single one. If he missed someone, he could only blame his own bad luck.

"What are the characteristics of people with long-term illnesses? I can help you look too!" Su Zhantao added.

"Forget it, I'll manage on my own. Their characteristics aren't obvious; you wouldn't be able to spot them!"

Zhang Yang said with a smile. This wasn't meant to discourage Su Zhantao; even for someone studying medicine, finding patients on the street was difficult, let alone finding cases of difficult and complicated diseases.

This required years of experience. Although Zhang Yang was young, he had begun studying from childhood in his past life, accumulating over thirty years of experience, which was no less than Ji Hongguang's.

As they spoke, Zhang Yang suddenly took two quick steps forward and glanced at the face of a middle-aged woman.

The woman was bewildered by his gaze and quickly hurried away. Zhang Yang shook his head slightly and continued walking forward.

Su Zhantao caught up, walking alongside Zhang Yang, and hurriedly asked, "Zhang Yang, did that woman have an illness? Why didn't you stop her?"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "She does have an illness, but it's just a common skin ailment, and she's already using medication. It should clear up in a few days; there's no need for me to stop her!"

The woman's ailment was somewhat noticeable, which made Zhang Yang steal a second glance, but her condition truly didn't require his intervention.

A hint of disappointment crossed Su Zhantao’s face. He was hoping Zhang Yang would quickly find someone with a complex condition so he could treat them and thoroughly embarrass Ji Hongguang.

Ji Hongguang's unbearable, arrogant disdain had already infuriated him, and this was the perfect opportunity for Zhang Yang to teach him a lesson.

After walking for half an hour, Zhang Yang hadn't found anyone suitable. However, at an intersection, he parted ways with Ji Hongguang. Qin Zheng was now following Ji Hongguang with his men, while Qin Yong led his men behind Zhang Yang and Su Zhantao.

The Qin family members couldn't act as judges, but serving as witnesses was perfectly fine.

"Master, that person just