Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

Nobody can cure it?

This statement displeased Fang Yu. As a renowned figure in the Xinglin Realm, Ye Xingkong, an outsider, naturally didn't know about Fang Yu's formidable abilities.

But…

To invite another doctor to see a patient right in front of him, would Fang Yu feel comfortable? No matter how you put it, Ye Xingkong is his genuine father-in-law, it's not really appropriate to do this.

After pondering for a moment, Fang Yu sighed:

"Alas, even if this so-called Doctor Tian arrives, you are still hopeless."

"…"

This kid's words, too unpleasant to hear.

Is he wishing for someone's death?

It's not auspicious at all.

But due to his Martial Arts capabilities, everyone could only listen and glare helplessly.

"Can you speak nicely?" Ye Wenjun, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly said.

Fang Yu just spread his hands and replied, "If my wife speaks, then I will speak nicely." He then directed his gaze toward Ye Xingkong and said: "Cultivation in the Dantian doesn't suddenly produce toxins, have you been in contact with someone?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Xingkong's expression changed, and he fell silent in thought.

After a long while, there was still no one who could have poisoned him emerging in his mind.

Just at this moment—

The bodyguard outside walked straight in and bowed, saying, "Doctor Tian has arrived."

A hint of joy appeared on Ye Xingkong's face, and he said, "Please invite him in!"

Soon after, a middle-aged man in a suit, carrying a shoulder bag, entered the courtyard.

Ye Xingkong hurried out to welcome him, including Zhong Long and Zhong Hu.

Seeing Ye Wenjun also wanting to go... Fang Yu said disdainfully, "Wife, sit tight and don't move. Your dad is blind to people's intentions, liking to beg others for help, just let him do it."

"…" Ye Wenjun's eyebrows were tightly furrowed.

Nevertheless, she sat down obediently, her gaze gentle, looking at Fang Yu and saying, "He is also your father."

Fang Yu nodded and said:

"Are you accepting me now?"

It is normal for married couples to address each other's parents as mom and dad.

Ye Wenjun's face blushed, she turned her head away to look outside, no longer interacting with Fang Yu.

Outside.

Ye Xingkong and Tian Shunde were laughing and talking while walking inside.

"Mr. Ye, rest assured, this medicine of mine is a traditional Chinese medicine passed down from my ancestors. As long as you keep taking it, sooner or later you will reach your breakthrough."

Entering the hall.

Tian Shunde put down his shoulder bag, looked around casually.

Ye Wenjun stood up politely to bow lightly.

Fang Yu didn't move from his seat, even crossed his legs in a carefree manner.

Tian Shunde frowned, seeing that this young man could sit here, he must be a notable person, but his clothing was unsophisticated.

No matter what, such behavior was impolite and lacked good upbringing!

"Dr. Tian, please have a seat. I am much relieved by your presence here today," said Ye Xingkong, smiling.

The two sat down at the same time.

"Mr. Ye, no need to be polite, this is what we doctors are supposed to do."

Tian Shunde totally ignored Fang Yu and continued, "I'll start the check-up."

"Okay."

Ye Xingkong cooperated well, extending his wrist.

Zhong Long and Zhong Hu were always close by.

Tian Shunde earnestly took the pulse, closed his eyes to feel it for a while, and then nodded his head.

"Your condition is the same as before, nothing much has changed. Just continue with the medication," said Tian Shunde.

Upon hearing this, Ye Xingkong's face beamed with joy and said, "That's wonderful! Thank you, Dr. Tian."

"How much of the medicine I prescribed last time do you have left?" asked Tian Shunde.

After thinking briefly, Ye Xingkong answered, "Enough for about ten more days."

Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise appeared on Tian Shunde's face. He said, "You didn't take them on time?"

"This..." Ye Xingkong felt a bit awkward.

"According to the treatment plan, the medicine I prescribed for you should have almost been finished by now," said Tian Shunde with a frown.

Ye Xingkong sighed and said, "No wonder I felt my illness getting worse... There was a period when I was in seclusion and didn't take them."

"Alright, the medicines have expired anyway. I'll prescribe new ones for you."

Tian Shunde pulled out paper and pen from his bag and scribbled down a note, handing it to Ye Xingkong.

Sitting nearby, Fang Yu saw the note and couldn't help but frown slightly. What's this, how come the prescription contains only a string of numbers?

With a smile, Ye Xingkong passed the note to Ye Wenjun, saying, "Arrange to transfer one million to this account as soon as possible."

Fang Yu was stunned.

Damn, it turned out to be a direct demand for money!

Is this how doctors operate nowadays?

No wonder some people say hospitals are vampires! What kind of medicine costs a million?!

However...

Tian Shunde didn't think it was too much. Instead, he said, "Mr. Ye, this batch of medicine is different from before. I just checked your body, and the dosage needs to be increased. Given your current condition, it needs to be five times more."

Ye Xingkong, taken aback, quickly said to Ye Wenjun, "Transfer five million into the account."

Ye Wenjun stood up again, nodding and saying, "Thank you, Dr. Tian."

Seeing his own wife thank a scammer, Fang Yu couldn't stand it anymore.

Fang Yu snatched the note from Ye Wenjun's hand, glaring and demanding, "What kind of crappy medicine costs five million?"

...

Silence fell over the entire room.

All eyes were focused on Fang Yu.

Crappy medicine?

Tian Shunde was the first to object, angrily saying, "Young man, you can eat messily, but you can't speak carelessly! If you don't know, better keep your mouth shut. No one will think you're mute."

Fang Yu stood up abruptly, cursing, "Damn! Bloody scammer, have some shame, will you?"

Bloody scammer?

These three words immediately made Tian Shunde explode.

"Little bastard! You dare insult me?"

Tian Shunde pulled out stuff from his bag, one after another, an impressively thick stack of honor certificates.

Fang Yu, puzzled, picked them up—

"Doctor of Traditional Chinese Medicine from Huaxia."

"Recipient of the Yanjing Traditional Chinese Medicine Research and Invention Award."

"Completer of the Huaxia Science and Technology Progress Award."

"Medical Medicine Top Prize, Gold Award."

"Heir and Promoter of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Tian Family Pharmaceuticals."

...

People were astonished to see so many certificates; they really hadn't expected this Tian Shunde to be so impressive. Especially the Medical Medicine Top Prize, which was highly prestigious. It's said that only those with excellent medical skills can gain recognition from the judges and receive a gold award—a great honor indeed.

With each honor read, a look of arrogance appeared on Tian Shunde's face.

Eventually, his eyes seemed to be at the top of his forehead.

He even imitated Fang Yu, leaning back on the couch and carelessly crossing his legs.

Admiringly, Fang Yu put down the stack of certificates and said:

"Wow, that's really impressive."

Tian Shunde glanced at Fang Yu dismissively, that look seeming to say, "Just realizing now? Little bastard, obviously, you're an inexperienced nobody."

"But... when you go out to treat people, why do you carry all these things with you?" Fang Yu curiously asked.

This question left Tian Shunde speechless.

The Ye family members around also had a realization, feeling that Fang Yu was right in his questioning. Nobody stopped him, nor dared to, just watching the confrontation unfold, even if Fang Yu killed Tian Shunde on the spot, Ye Xingkong would not frown.

Smirking, Fang Yu continued, "You're a doctorate in Traditional Chinese Medicine, may I ask, what is the viscera syndrome differentiation, what is the eight-principle syndrome differentiation?"

PS: There's one more chapter. Thank you, brothers, for your support! Finally reached the number one on the free browser chart, then the list had issues and disappeared. I don't know what happened, just afraid it's too conspicuous. However, I have been honest, I've been upright, my conscience is clear. Since I started writing in late 2017, I haven't earned a penny in this half-year, please spare me, I just want to write peacefully.