Chapter 44: The Most Compelling Explanation

"Acupoint compression is indeed not as effective as external cardiac massage." After receiving this answer, Ye Wuhua's smile grew even broader. "It seems everyone here has a clear understanding of both Chinese and Western medicine."

"Although acupoint compression isn't as effective as CPR, it definitely works, and the young man in the video chose the correct points. I think he did nothing wrong," the master's degree holder in Chinese medicine emphasized once more.

The members of the Chinese Medicine Association present could all see that the young man in the video was pressing the right points, so they nodded in agreement with the master's opinion.

"I also admit he pressed the correct points," Ye Wuhua said with a sneer, then his expression darkened and he spoke righteously, "But choosing the right points doesn't mean he did the right thing. It depends on the situation. If we assume he didn't know how to perform CPR, then choosing acupoint compression would be understandable. But! But, look carefully—there was an ambulance right behind him and several doctors were moving around, saving people. All these medical personnel know how to perform CPR. What he should have done was not waste precious time on acupoint compression, but pull over one of the doctors to save the little girl!"

As soon as he finished, a stir swept through the room, for his reasoning was indeed correct. Acupoint compression is inferior to CPR in emergency situations, and the young man in the video should have sought a doctor's help rather than delay the girl's treatment.

Seeing that most people were now siding with him, Ye Wuhua could not hide his triumphant smile. He raised his voice again, "Perhaps you all haven't noticed—the person who delayed the emergency treatment under the guise of Chinese medicine is here among us!"

The uproar in the room intensified.

People studied the young man in the video more closely and started to feel he looked familiar.

"That's right, the person in the video is standing right next to Mr. Su, the chairman of Yun'an Group—his name is Lu Feng, a senior Chinese medicine practitioner at Yun'an Group. For someone who endangers lives and treats human life with such disregard, for Yun'an Group to employ him is a disgrace to the entire field of Chinese medicine!" Ye Wuhua poured all his disdain for Lu Feng into his words, feeling thoroughly satisfied.

With that, all eyes in the hall turned to Su Daoan’s side, focusing on Lu Feng.

Su Muyu was still holding Lu Feng's arm. Suddenly feeling so many eyes upon her made her uncomfortable, but she also felt that Lu Feng had done nothing wrong and ought to be supported, so she did not let go, merely lowered her head to avoid meeting anyone’s gaze.

Lu Feng stood tall and upright, his conscience clear, needing to avoid no one’s scrutiny.

"You bastard, what nonsense are you spouting?!" Su Muqing could hold back no longer. She pointed at Ye Wuhua on the stage and cursed him furiously.

She was not upset for Lu Feng’s sake, but because Ye Wuhua had dragged her family’s company into this, which infuriated her.

"And how am I making this up? In fact, as far as I know, Chairman Su even intends to marry his daughter to this quack who plays with people’s lives—he’s sending her right into the fire!" Ye Wuhua’s tone abruptly softened and grew gentle as he turned to Su Muyu, "Muyu, I know you’re a timid girl at heart—you don’t like him, it’s your father who’s forcing you. Don’t be afraid, I truly care for you. No matter how great the obstacles, I will overcome them as long as I can have you by my side."

Seeing his son’s legs starting to tremble, Ye Xinglong hurried up to the stage and snatched the microphone. "I watched the video myself and was filled with anger. I propose that Su Daoan’s council membership in the Chinese Medicine Association be revoked. We cannot let Yun'an Group’s disregard for human life tarnish the reputation of our association."

This sparked an even greater commotion in the hall. After all, Chinese medicine's status was already in decline—every old practitioner cherished their reputation. Now that Yun'an Group's name was being dragged through the mud, it seemed reasonable to strip Su Daoan of his council seat, and gradually, more and more people voiced their support.

Ye Wuhua noticed that Lu Feng remained standing there, calm and composed, which irked him immensely. After such a tidal wave of criticism, Lu Feng ought to be weeping in anguish, not standing unflappable. He decided to push further and let Lu Feng make a fool of himself, so he spoke up loudly, "Why not let Lu Feng come up and say a few words? Share some reflections on how it feels to delay a patient's treatment. Even though it's too late for regret, a confession might ease your conscience."

Lu Feng stood silent. Su Muyu grew anxious, wanting to defend him but unsure what to say. Su Muqing was just as worried and gave Lu Feng a hard shove from behind, pushing him onto the stage. "Go explain yourself, don’t drag our family down with you!"

Pushed onto the stage, Lu Feng looked out at the crowd buzzing with speculation and suddenly felt that explaining himself to this group was utterly pointless—a crowd of self-important mediocrities.

Ye Wuhua, on the other hand, watched Lu Feng with glee, savoring the spectacle of his humiliation.

Lu Feng gazed at Ye Wuhua’s smug expression and spoke calmly, "You say I delayed the little girl’s treatment?"

"Didn’t you? Just look at the video—see for yourself! As a so-called doctor, do you feel no shame even now?" Ye Wuhua jabbed a finger at the screen.

"Explain yourself! Hurry up and explain!" Su Muqing stamped her foot in frustration below the stage.

"I have nothing to explain," Lu Feng replied coolly.

"Is it because you can’t explain? Perhaps by now, the little girl in the video has already died? Such a pitiful life destroyed by your hands—do you feel not even a shred of remorse?" Ye Wuhua lashed out indignantly.

"Young man, Chinese medicine is not something you master overnight. We’ve studied it our whole lives and still wouldn’t claim to have grasped its mysteries. Since you made a mistake, just apologize to the public—given your good intentions, I’m sure everyone will let it go," said a council member allied with Kanglong Pharmaceuticals.

"So you want an explanation?" Lu Feng’s eyes swept over the entire assembly.

He had originally come to the annual meeting of the Chinese Medicine Association hoping to exchange ideas with renowned scholars from across the country, but after witnessing the mediocrity on display, all desire for discussion had evaporated.

"Very well, I’ll give you an explanation." Lu Feng beckoned toward a pillar at the side of the hall.

There, a small figure peeked out, hesitating to come forward amid the noisy crowd. Lu Feng strode over and scooped the little girl into his arms.

Chen Lan, who had been standing nearby, quickly explained, "She insisted on coming to find you. I couldn’t refuse, so I brought her down for a look."

"It’s fine. I’ll take her up there for a moment," Lu Feng replied.

"Be good, Xiao Xiao, listen to your brother," Chen Lan urged gently.

Carrying Xiao Xiao, Lu Feng returned to the stage. He looked at Ye Wuhua, still basking in his own self-satisfaction, and at the crowd below, all so eager to judge from their moral high ground. Gently stroking Xiao Xiao’s cheek, Lu Feng spoke slowly, "Here is the explanation you all wanted."