Chapter 70 - 70 70 Qian Haoduo

70: Chapter 70: Qian Haoduo 70: Chapter 70: Qian Haoduo “Sorry for the trouble,” Fang Gang said. Yang Mei, despite her limited experience, knew that a “National Doctor” referred to physicians who treated the nation’s top leaders, similar to imperial physicians of ancient times. It was said that there were only four National Doctors in Huaxia, each with profound medical skills capable of resurrecting the dead. If they really could come, her son’s chances would increase significantly. With a National Doctor’s intervention, the sadness in the hearts of Fang Gang’s family of three was slightly alleviated, and under the persuasion of Tang Chongshan and his wife, they reluctantly ate some food. Tang Wenrou also ate a piece of bread and some fruit under the coercion of her mother, Liu Hongzhuang, before continuing to stand there. Around noon, several more people arrived to visit Fang Bai. The first to arrive was Qin Yaorao, a teacher from Zhongzhou Medical College. Old Master Su of the Su Family, along with siblings Su Yifei and Su Linglong, came soon after. Fang Bai’s close friend, Zhou Dabai, also came with his parents. Old Master Su, along with Su Yifei and Su Linglong, came because they were notified by Fu Hongjun, the director of Zhongzhou First People’s Hospital. After Fang Bai was admitted to the hospital, Fu Hongjun recognized him as the young man who had cured Su Linglong’s brain tumor and immediately informed Su Hongyuan, Old Master Su, who then relayed the news to Su Yifei and Su Linglong. Fang Bai had once saved Su Linglong’s life; it was only right for them to visit out of gratitude and reason. Sёarᴄh the NôvelFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Anxious and impatient, Su Linglong hadn’t even waited for school to end before she rushed home and then to the hospital with her grandfather and brother. Qin Yaorao hadn’t seen Fang Bai at the medical college all morning and couldn’t contact him, so she called Yang Mei, Fang Bai’s mother, and learned from her about Fang Bai’s injury and hospitalization, prompting her to come on behalf of Zhongzhou Medical College. Zhou Dabai’s situation was similar; unable to contact Fang Bai after a morning without sight of him, he called Yang Mei, from whom he learned of Fang Bai’s accident. Zhou Dabai’s family lived close to Fang Bai’s, and their children had grown up playing together; even the adults had a good relationship, so the whole family came. Before leaving, Zhou Dabai’s mother chatted with Yang Mei for a while and handed her some money, as a token of concern. Zhongzhou First People’s Hospital was owned by the Su Family, and since Fang Bai was the lifesaver of Su Linglong, Old Master Su immediately waived all hospital expenses for Fang Bai and arranged the best medical resources for his treatment. Su Linglong, standing at the entrance of the Intensive Care Unit, looked inside through the glass door a few times, then burst into tears in her brother Su Yifei’s arms, her eyes red and swollen from crying. With a slight frown, Tang Wenrou observed the heartbroken and tearful Su Linglong, speculating about the relationship between this charming, lively, fresh-faced girl and Fang Bai, feeling a slight sourness in her heart. Tang Chongshan and Old Master Su knew each other, and their meeting inevitably led to a cordial exchange. Learning that Fang Bai had once cured Su Linglong’s brain tumor, creating a medical miracle, Tang Chongshan was amazed. Tang Wenrou also hadn’t expected Fang Bai to be not only an expert in Ancient Martial Arts but also a master of the medical arts. In the Ancient Martial World, it was extremely rare to excel in both martial and medical arts. Zhongzhou City’s police also sent representatives to visit Fang Bai and his family, bringing with them a reward of three hundred thousand yuan. The dwarf, the ugly man, and the pregnant woman who died in last night’s incident were confirmed through DNA testing to be wanted felons by the police. Therefore, the three hundred thousand yuan reward money rightfully belonged to Fang Bai. Qin Yaorao had to leave after sitting in the hospital for a while because she had classes in the afternoon. Old Master Su, due to his old age and lack of energy, chatted with Tang Chongshan and Fang Gang for a while and then went home escorted by his bodyguards. Su Yifei initially wanted his sister Su Linglong to go back, but she refused to leave by any means, so he let her stay. At seven in the evening, Qian Haoduo, one of the four great National Doctors of Huaxia, arrived at Zhongzhou Airport, and Tang Chongshan arranged for a driver to pick him up. Around eight o’clock, Qian Haoduo, dressed in a white traditional Chinese outfit, appeared before Tang Wenrou and the others. To Tang Wenrou, who had only heard of the eccentric National Doctor Qian Haoduo by reputation, the reality of meeting him had led to a profound sense of disappointment. In the Huaxia medical community, Qian Haoduo’s reputation was on par with that of the “Number One Acupuncture Expert” of the Hua Family, Hua Tianhe. Hua Tianhe specialized in acupuncture, while Qian Haoduo was renowned for his massage and medicinal concoctions. His bone-setting skills were peerless. The prescriptions he crafted had miraculous effects and were so coveted they had garnered the saying, “One cannot buy his prescriptions even with a thousand pieces of gold.” Tang Wenrou had initially imagined that such a distinguished National Doctor would be an elderly man with white hair and beard, exuding an aura of sage-like wisdom, but upon laying eyes on Qian Haoduo for the first time, she couldn’t help but feel immensely let down. Qian Haoduo was only about 1.6 meters tall, with a monkey-like face and sallow complexion. His hair was a mix of grey and white, so sparse that only a few strands remained, and he sported a goatee. His small eyes constantly radiated a greedy sharpness. What Tang Wenrou found most unbearable was that Qian Haoduo’s white Tang-style robe appeared as though it had not been washed in ages, seemingly coated with a layer of grime. If not for the strong herbal scent exuding from Qian Haoduo’s person, which masked all other odors, Tang Wenrou would have certainly wanted to flee as far away from him as possible. Disgusting! Sleazy! Tang Wenrou felt these two words couldn’t be more apt to describe Qian Haoduo. Masters often have their eccentricities, and this was something Tang Chongshan was aware of, so he didn’t find it strange. “National Doctor Qian has traveled from afar and has not spared any effort. Welcome, welcome. I am Tang Chongshan of the Tang Family from Anxi, and this is my wife, Liu Hongru.” Tang Chongshan greeted him with a smile, accompanied by his wife, Liu Hongzhuang. People consume grains and cereals, so falling ill is a part of life, and when one is sick, they must seek medical attention. Common ailments can be treated by ordinary doctors, but when faced with complicated diseases, one needs to consult renowned physicians. The Four National Doctors of Huaxia are the crème de la crème of such physicians. They are considered the pillars of the medical community. Although their skills may not reach the legendary realm of bringing the dead back to life and mending bones with flesh, as long as the illness isn’t terminal, there’s a chance of cure under their miraculous hands. Even with terminal illnesses, their treatments could extend a patient’s life. It was said that the previous two Prime Ministers, under the care of the four National Doctors, lived without illness or trouble past a hundred years before they reached the end of their lives. Therefore, the elites and celebrities of Huaxia lavished attention on the Four National Doctors, ingratiating themselves in hopes of securing their services in times of serious illness. Though the Four National Doctors weren’t particularly influential, they held a special status; even the Prime Minister had to show them respect. Although Tang Chongshan’s father was a central figure in the government with considerable power, he too would treat the Four National Doctors with a smiling face, displaying ample respect. Nowadays, Tang Chongshan, stationed in Anxi and in charge of the police force of a province, saw countless people bow and scrape before him, respectfully addressing him as “Director Tang.” But Qian Haoduo gave Tang Chongshan just a glance and said in an odd tone, “You are the third son of Old Master Tang?” “Indeed.” Tang Chongshan nodded with a smile.