Chapter 7: The Divine Physician, Accept Me as Your Disciple
Tang Xuan’s arrival filled Huang Ying with immense excitement.
As Tang Xuan tried to approach the sickbed, a young man blocked his way.
“Huang Ying, where did you find this quack? How can someone so young have any skill?”
“I’m not a doctor,” Tang Xuan said.
The Huang family burst into laughter.
“Hahaha.”
“You’re not even a doctor?”
“Huang Ying, are you blind? You brought in a fraud.”
Tang Xuan responded, “If I’m not a doctor, does that mean I can’t save someone?”
“Don’t even think about touching my father.”
“Get out of the Huang family, or I’ll break your legs.”
“My father’s body isn’t something just anyone can touch.”
Tang Xuan looked at Huang Ying.
“You never told me there were such difficult people here. This job will cost extra.”
Huang Ying braced herself and said, “As long as you can save Grandpa, no price is too high.”
Tang Xuan nodded.
Money makes things easier.
“Old man, your granddaughter knelt and begged me to save you. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have come.”
“Besides your granddaughter, no one else in this room seems to want you alive.”
Tang Xuan’s words stirred anger among the Huang family.
“Rubbish!”
“Nonsense! How could we not want Grandpa to survive?”
“If you keep spouting nonsense, I’ll tear your mouth apart!”
Faced with their threats, Tang Xuan merely shrugged.
“If you want the old man to live, why not let me save him?”
“Or are you afraid that if I save him, he’ll value Huang Ying more, thereby threatening your standing in the family?”
Huang Ying looked at Tang Xuan in surprise.
She had worried the family wouldn’t allow him to act, but with just two sentences, he defused the tension.
His words effectively put the Huang family on the spot.
If they refused, they would confirm such accusations.
Huang Tianyang, the eldest son of the Huang family, had to step in to control the situation.
“Young man, watch your words. Do you know who we are?”
There was a hidden threat in his tone.
But Tang Xuan was not intimidated at all.
“You’re the ones who are watching the old man die, aren’t you?”
“You...” Huang Tianyang was nearly fuming with rage.
“Since you’re so arrogant, I’ll give you a chance.”
“If you can’t cure my father, don’t expect to leave the Huang family alive.”
Tang Xuan walked to the bedside.
The old man’s internal organs showed almost no sign of life.
But for Tang Xuan, who had survived a hundred years in the Immortal Realm, it was a minor matter.
He wrote a prescription for herbal medicine and said to Huang Ying, “Go buy these ingredients.”
A certain doctor sneered upon seeing the list.
“These are common herbs. You actually think you can cure the old master with this? What a joke.”
Tang Xuan replied, “Whether the herbs work depends on the person using them. If someone like you uses them, of course they won’t work.”
“Trash? I’m a world-renowned physician. Do you know how highly I’m regarded internationally?”
“Alright, alright, I get it. You’re a world-famous doctor.”
Tang Xuan’s indifferent attitude nearly drove this renowned doctor mad.
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