Starting with the Immortal Cultivation System, what can you use to fight me?

"What?" Yamamoto Ichiro was stunned. He obviously didn't expect Lin Han to ask so directly and slightly provocatively. The contempt on his face froze instantly, and then it was replaced by an even more angry expression. "My name is Yamamoto Ichiro, a leader in the medical field of Sakura Country. You should have heard of my name, right?" He deliberately emphasized the word "leading" to try to show his status.

"Outstanding, haha... I laughed!" Lin Han chuckled, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes, as if he was looking at a clown. "As a 'outstanding', you don't even know you're sick. Should I say you're a poor doctor, or are you just deceiving yourself?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the hall froze instantly, and everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Han and Yamamoto Ichiro. Yamamoto Ichiro's face instantly turned ashen, and he glared at Lin Han, as if he wanted to eat this young oriental doctor alive. "What did you say? I'm sick? That's nonsense!"

"Haha, Mr. Yamamoto, do you often have frequent urination at night, and feel weakness in your lower limbs? And most importantly, the duration of some aspects is particularly short. According to my estimation, your duration should not exceed three seconds at most!" Lin Han raised the corner of his mouth with a playful arc, and his voice was neither high nor low, but it was loud enough for people around him to hear clearly.

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar in the lobby. Everyone looked at him with surprise and curiosity. Some people even covered their mouths and laughed, and there was a bit more amusement and sympathy in their eyes when they looked at Yamamoto Ichiro.

[Resentment value from Yamamoto Ichiro +]

Yamamoto Ichiro's face instantly turned as red as pig liver. He pointed at Lin Han with a trembling hand and roared angrily: "You...you are talking nonsense! You are insulting me!"

"Nonsense? NO... NO..." Lin Han shook his head lightly, a playful smile on his lips, and continued: "Mr. Yamamoto, as a doctor, I naturally have my own basis for judgment. Chinese medicine emphasizes observation, auscultation, questioning and palpation. Although I have not had direct contact with you, your dark complexion and puffy eye bags are manifestations of long-term kidney deficiency and insufficient kidney qi. Moreover, your steps are weak when you walk, which obviously shows symptoms of lower limb weakness. As for the other details I mentioned, they are just reasonable speculations based on your physical condition. I didn't expect you to be so stupid."

"Haha... Mr. Ichiro Yamamoto's legendary 'three seconds of true manliness'? This really surprises me again and again!" Yang Haibo couldn't help laughing out loud. Although his laughter was a bit abrupt, it instantly ignited the long-suppressed laughter of the people around him, and the atmosphere in the entire lobby became subtle and relaxed.

"Haha... three seconds!" Xu Ming and Uncle Jiu couldn't help but smile at each other. Although they tried their best to maintain their composure, the smiles in the corners of their eyes still revealed their inner joy.

"Lin Han, you are so bad. You know that I am not good in that aspect, but you still say it in public. It's really laughable!" Although Yang Siqi said this, the smile in her eyes betrayed her. She was obviously amused by Lin Han's witty and humorous counterattack.

"Bakayarō! You…you guys!" Yamamoto Ichiro trembled with rage, his face turning from blue to purple. He had never imagined enduring such public humiliation and ridicule in such a setting. The gazes from the people around him were like sharp blades, slicing through his already shaky self-esteem. He turned abruptly, wanting to escape this room filled with sarcasm and ridicule, but his feet seemed nailed to the ground, unable to move.

"Mr. Yamamoto Ichiro, look at you. You're considered a 'leading doctor', but you don't even know you have kidney deficiency. Alas, I don't know what to say to you!" Lin Han shook his head, his tone filled with both regret and a bit of teasing, and continued, "However, as a doctor, I still have to remind you that illnesses must be treated, and escaping is not a solution. There's a prescription in Traditional Chinese Medicine called 'Liuwei Dihuang Wan' that specifically treats symptoms like yours. Why not give it a try?"

"Bakayarō, damned Xia country kid, shut up right there!" Yamamoto Ichiro was practically intolerant. He roared, swung his fist, and charged at Lin Han, seemingly trying to save face with violence. However, Lin Han didn't flinch. Instead, he dodged Yamamoto Ichiro's clumsy attack with ease, a faint smile playing on his lips, as if he had everything under control.

"thump--!"

Yamamoto Ichiro's fist flew into the air due to inertia, and he instantly lost his balance. After stumbling a few steps, he plummeted to the ground, drawing gasps from those around him. This sudden change of events instantly turned the tense atmosphere of the confrontation into something comical.

"Wow, Mr. Ichiro Yamamoto, if you admire Chinese medicine, just tell me that I can guide you. I can't accept your such a flattering gesture." Lin Han patted his sleeves lightly, with a playful smile on his lips, and his tone was full of ridicule and mockery.

"Sir Yamamoto..." Seeing this, Yamamoto Ichiro's followers rushed forward to help him up, but they saw him struggling to get up on his own, his face full of anger and humiliation. He glared at Lin Han, his eyes almost spitting fire, but the mocking and sympathetic looks from the people around him made it impossible for him to lash out. He could only grit his teeth and say, "Xia country boy, you just wait!"

After saying this, Yamamoto Ichiro, with a look of resentment and unwillingness on his face, walked towards the elevator surrounded by his followers and went straight upstairs.

"That's fucking satisfying!" Yang Haibo couldn't help but curse, then realized he was in a public place and coughed dryly to hide his embarrassment, but he couldn't hide the smile on his face. He patted Lin Han on the shoulder and praised him, "Doctor Lin, your 'fighting poison with poison' tactic is really brilliant! Not only did you humiliate Yamamoto Ichiro, but you also gave us Chinese medicine a boost!"

"No, no, I just can't stand his arrogance and domineering attitude." Lin Han responded modestly, but his eyes flashed with confidence and determination.

Afterwards, the group, led by Yang Haibo, smoothly checked in. Lin Han's room was located on a high floor of the hotel, offering a wide view. From the floor-to-ceiling windows, he could take in the beautiful scenery of Jinnan City. Standing by the window, he took a deep breath of the fresh air, his heart filled with anticipation and confidence for tomorrow's exchange meeting.

in the afternoon.

After resting for a few hours, Lin Han got up and walked out of the room, then took the elevator to the hotel lobby.

At this moment, Yang Siqi, Uncle Jiu, and Xu Ming had been waiting in the lobby for a long time.

"Boss Lin, you're finally out. Without further ado, let's go out and have a good look around Jinnan City!"

"Hehe, just thinking about those tempting delicacies makes me excited!"

"Hey, look how excited you two are..."

Uncle Jiu looked at the two people's excited faces and couldn't help shaking his head, but there was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.