The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

Chapter 86 - 86: Treating Illness (continued) [6th update]

Chapter 86: Chapter 86: Treating Illness (continued) [6th update]

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“If you two want to be affectionate, could you at least do it somewhere else?”

Lady Aihua remarked with slight dissatisfaction. “Stop flaunting your love, Shaolun is bleeding from his seven orifices. Forget it, Shaolun, don’t pester

Weiwei in the future, she’s already spoken for.”

At this point, Lady Aihua believed in the relationship between Huang Xiaolong and Sun Wei. After all, with Sun Wei’s background and martial arts talents, not just any man would dare to be intimate with her.

Lady Aihua’s tone was somewhat bitter. She had hoped that Ni Shaolun and Sun Wei would make a couple, which would be very beneficial for the Zhao Family, akin to a political alliance.

But now, all these dreams have turned into illusions.

“Hehehe.” Seeing how things had turned out, Sun Wei had no choice but to accept. Life is just like strong liquor, when you’re powerless to resist, close your eyes and enjoy it! “My…my little Long is…just…so… unrestrained…”

“This is how we country kids are.” Huang Xiaolong said with a beaming smile.

“Country kid…” Ni Shaolun was on the verge of madness. “Why did I lose to a country bumpkin… I cannot accept this!”

“Enough! Shaolun, stop making a fool of yourself. Be a man, can both take it and let it go. Since Weiwei has sincerely fallen in love with Dr. Xiaolong and is already with him, you should stop bothering Weiwei from now on.” Brother Zhao Qi said sternly.

Hearing these words, Sun Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Heaven’s sake! Was it easy for me, Sun Wei? I’ve paid such a heavy price, but at least I’ve managed to shoo away this annoying fly!

Huang Xiaolong was done playing and ready to get down to business. Su Xiaoman was still waiting at home for him to bring back 300,000 for the shop rental!

“Alright, Brother Zhao Qi, I’ll treat your heart disease now,” Huang Xiaolong said with a smile. His expression was very relaxed, as if treating Brother Zhao Qi was a trivial matter, “The consultation fee is 300,000.”

“Okay, okay, Dr. Xiaolong, please have a seat,” Brother Zhao Qi hurriedly beckoned. He was overjoyed, having full confidence in Huang Xiaolong. He believed that as long as Huang Xiaolong was willing to help, he would no longer have to suffer from heart pain.

Everyone settled down, and the servants served tea.

“Excuse my directness, but given your age, you shouldn’t have enough medical experience. Isn’t an asking price of 300,000 a bit too much?” At this point, Ni Shaolun wiped away his tears, casting a gloomy look at Huang Xiaolong, and was determined to undermine Huang Xiaolong at all costs!

“Um… are you saying that your uncle, Brother Zhao Qi’s life, is not worth 300,000?” Huang Xiaolong responded indifferently.

“Don’t twist my words! I didn’t mean that at all! Alright, country bumpkin, stop playing word games here! I’ve been all around the world, seen a lot of people and a lot of things. For a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, especially a young one like you, a 300,000 consultation fee is a rip-off! My uncle might be rich, but that doesn’t mean he’s a fool.” Ni Shaolun retorted aggressively.

Even Sun Wei somewhat agreed with Ni Shaolun’s words.

Chinese medicine practitioners, especially the more aged ones, are favored because of their valuable clinical experience. But even for the older practitioners, it’s pretty rare for the consultation fee to be as high as 300,000.

“Um– Heart disease could cause death at any time, and Brother Zhao Qi’s heart is deteriorating day by day. If left untreated, even if he doesn’t die of sudden death, he could only live three to five more years. Yet, I can make Brother Zhao Qi’s heart young and vital again; this not only treats the symptoms but also the root cause, solving the problem once and for all. In doing so, Brother Zhao Qi can comfortably live until his seventies or eighties, no problem. Aside from me, no one in the world can do this.” Huang Xiaolong seemed somewhat annoyed. “Nevermind, if you think I am asking for too much, then I won’t treat him. Brother Zhao Qi, please find someone else.”

“You’re just making one-sided remarks!” Ni Shaolun only persisted stubbornly.

“Shaolun! You…you shut up!” Brother Zhao Qi was so angry at Ni Shaolun that his whole body trembled. Suddenly, he covered his heart with his hand, turning pale, and quickly took out a bottle of medicine and shakily swallowed a few pills.

“Shaolun! You don’t understand anything about traditional Chinese medicine, so say less!” Lady Aihua admonished. “Don’t drive away Dr. Xiaolong with your complaints. You—ahhhh-

As she spoke, Lady Aihua suddenly held her head, showing a pained expression on her face. She then took out a bottle of medicine from her pocket, swallowed a pill, and wash it down with some water.

Well, both of them seem to be quite prone to illness.

“Oh, this migraine, I went to the hospital for a check-up, but it didn’t show anything. I can only rely on painkillers for relief. But thankfully, it’s not that serious.” After swallowing her pills, Lady Aihua’s color improved a little, she helplessly shook her head.

“Hehehe, Little Farmer, you fancy yourself a fine physician, why don’t you take a look at my aunt’s condition?” Ni Shaolun looked at Huang Xiaolong challengingly, seemingly waiting for him to make a fool of himself, “After all, taking too many painkillers isn’t good for the body.”

“The hospital diagnosis wasn’t wrong, Lady Aihua isn’t ill, her physical condition is very healthy.” Huang Xiaolong glanced at Lady Aihua, speaking with conviction.

“Hahaha! Quack doctor! If she’s not ill, then why does my aunt constantly have migraines? It might not be unbearable pain, but no normal person suffers like this every day, do they?” Ni Shaolun sneered. “Uncle, you see? This guy is a quack!”

“Shaolun, keep talking nonsense and I’ll throw you out!” Brother Zhao Qi reprimanded furiously, then looked at Huang Xiaolong. “Dr. Xiaolong, can anything be done about Aihua’s migraines?”

“It’s a minor problem. I told you, Lady Aihua isn’t ill, so there’s no need for medicine, no need for surgery, and no need for acupuncture. Even taking her pulse isn’t necessary.” Huang Xiaolong smiled lightly. “Lady Aihua, you were born at the middle of the night, weren’t you? That is what we modern people refer to as dawn.’

“Ah? Dr. Xiaolong, how did you know that? Did Zhao Qi tell you?” Lady Aihua looked horrified.

“1…1… no, I didn’t say anything about that.” Brother Zhao Qi looked confused.

“Brother Zhao Qi, you were born at noon, weren’t you?” Huang Xiaolong looked at Zhao Qi again.

“Yes, yes, yes, Dr. Xiaolong, I was born at half-past twelve in the afternoon, and Aihua was born just after one in the morning.” Brother Zhao Qi responded truthfully.

“That’s right.” Huang Xiaolong gave an enigmatic smile, then stood up, slowly walking towards the middle of the hall.

Brother Zhao Qi, Lady Aihua, Ni Shaolun, and even Sun Wei, all stood up without consultation and followed Huang Xiaolong.

“Hehe, putting on airs, are we? I want to see how you’ll continue to boast,” Ni Shaolun sneered endlessly.

“Brother Zhao Qi, the feng Shui layout of your living room is quite standard, but… this painting?” Huang Xiaolong pointed at a hanging ancient painting at the center of the living room. “This is a ‘Mountainous Landscape with Odd Trees’ by Ming Tang Yin. Nice, it’s an original, it must have cost you a fortune, right?”

Having come from humble beginnings, Brother Zhao Qi took a liking to collecting antiques and calligraphy to dress up his facade after gaining wealth.

“Hey, I didn’t expect that you, Dr. Xiaolong, know about painting too. Yes, I bought this painting to pretend to be cultured. Bought it a year ago and spent a total of 60 million RMB. Hahaha, thinking about it now, I quite regret it.” Brother Zhao Qi laughed at himself.

“There’s no need to regret, this painting must have increased in value.” Huang Xiaolong said smilingly. He examined the painting closely, as if appreciating it deeply.

‘No way? This freak also knows about antique collection?’ Sun Wei was extremely surprised. ‘Seeing his demeanor now, he does have some scholarly atmosphere. Oh man, he’s not only a freak but also a show-off, it’s really disgusting.’

“If I’m not mistaken, Lady Aihua’s migraines started about a year ago, right?” Huang Xiaolong asked.

Both Brother Zhao Qi and Lady Aihua were simultaneously taken aback.

“Oh my! Dr. Xiaolong, you are truly amazing, how did you figure that out? Yes, yes, yes, it was a year ago. Suddenly, Aihua started to have unexplainable headaches every day.” Brother Zhao Qi nodded his head like a pecking chicken.

“That would be correct.” Huang Xiaolong smiled faintly. “As I said, Lady Aihua’s body is very healthy, she’s not ill. The trouble with the migraines, actually, is caused by this painting!”