"Teacher, go back early, it’s not safe here."
After dropping this sentence.
Lin Fan turned and left, disappearing from everyone’s sight.
It was not until Lin Fan was out of sight that Qin Lan ca back to her senses.
After shivering with cold, she chased after him, but unfortunately, Lin Fan was nowhere to be found.
...
Half an hour later, Lin Fan arrived at a traditional Chinese dicine clinic in the city center.
Although it was already evening by then.
The business at Chen’s Clinic was still booming.
There were already over a hundred people queuing outside just waiting to be seen.
Lin Fan was not here to see the doctor, but to buy dicinal materials.
Therefore, he went directly inside the clinic.
"Hello, I need so dicinal materials; here’s the list."
Lin Fan approached the counter and casually handed over the list he had prepared.
The middle-aged man behind the counter didn’t even look at the list handed to him by Lin Fan, waved his hand irritably, and said, "If you want to buy dicine, get in line! What do you think this is, kid? Thinking you can just hand over a list and we’ll sell you the dicine?"
"Go on, get out!"
The middle-aged man said impatiently.
Just then.
There was a commotion at the entrance of Chen’s Clinic.
A Rolls-Royce stopped at the door, and a woman around twenty-three or twenty-four years old got out, followed by an elderly man dressed in Tang suit.
As soon as they got out of the car.
A large group of bodyguard-like individuals surrounded them.
The aura of two of them was particularly strong!
With a scan of his Divine Sense, Lin Fan realized that these two middle-aged n were actually mid-stage Martial Artists.
In the Martial Arts World, they could be considered as real masters.
That they were protecting this elder indicated the prestigious status of the elder!
"Grandpa, this is the place, I’ve made an appointnt with Divine Doctor Chen. As long as you’re here, you can be seen at any ti," the woman said smilingly.
The elderly man she was supporting looked sowhat sallow and weary, nodding and saying, "Divine Doctor Chen has quite a reputation. Let him take a look first, it’s an old problem anyway!"
"Grandpa, rest assured, Divine Doctor Chen’s dical skill is already famously renowned far and wide, he will surely be able to cure you!" the woman said smilingly.
"Let’s hope so!"
The elder gently nodded.
Over the years, he had sought out countless renowned doctors both from Huaxia and abroad, but it was always a temporary fix, never a cure.
Today, the elder didn’t really expect Divine Doctor Chen to cure him!
The middle-aged man from behind the counter hurried over to the entrance of the clinic with a run, beaming with joy, "Mr. Zheng, why have you co in person? Wasn’t it agreed that our Dr. Chen would visit your residence?"
The middle-aged man was polite in his words, but a smug look appeared on his face.
For soone of Mr. Zheng’s status to visit Chen’s Clinic personally was the best advertisent for the clinic.
"It’s good to get out and walk around when there is nothing pressing to do, so I ca," Zheng Jiuchang said casually.
"Mr. Zheng? Which Mr. Zheng?" soone asked subconsciously.
After all.
Arriving by luxury car and accompanied by bodyguards suggested wealth and privilege, piquing everyone’s interest was only natural!
"Hehe! Of course, it’s Zheng Jiuchang, Mr. Zheng himself!"
The middle-aged man from Chen’s Clinic said with an arrogant laugh, surveying the patients who had co for treatnt.
"Sss! Is it that patriarch of the Zheng Family? I heard that during his 80th birthday celebration, they closed off the entire city center, and thousands of luxury cars descended on the scene. It’s said that many tycoons from other provinces attended!"
A patient who ca for treatnt couldn’t help but suck in a breath of cold air!
"Is it that Mr. Zheng?"
Hearing this.
Everyone’s gaze suddenly beca fervent, all falling on Zheng Jiuchang!
"What’s so admirable about Mr. Zheng isn’t just that, but Mr. Zheng’s patriotic sentints!" a middle-aged wealthy man said softly, shaking his head as he stepped out of the crowd.
"Patriotic sentints?"
Everyone present was taken aback, looking at the middle-aged billionaire with amazent, their eyes converging on him!
Only to hear the middle-aged billionaire, emotionally charged, continue to speak:
"Starting from twenty years ago, Old Zheng began repurchasing various national treasures from overseas and donating them to the state!"
"Nineteen years ago, he spent 300 million RMB to purchase a batch of national treasure-level blue and white porcelain from a French auction, eventually donating them to the national museum!"
"Seventeen years ago, he spent another 200 million pounds to buy back a large number of precious cultural relics and docunts, which were also handed over to the state!"
"Fourteen years ago, at a four-person auction in Australia, he acquired nineteen sets of precious porcelain, and after returning ho, imdiately handed them over to the state!"
"..."
"Ten years ago..."
"Seven years ago..."
"Three years ago..."
The billionaire recounted his deeds, and then his gaze fird up:
"What’s more important, three years ago, Old Zheng spent dozens of billions at an auction in the UK to buy back many antiques belonging to our Huaxia, eventually donating them all to the national museum without any compensation!"
"As long as there is an auction overseas auctioning off the historical cultural antiques of Huaxia, Old Zheng will definitely be there in person, sparing no expense to bid, all for the sake of bringing the national treasures back ho!"
"Many museum directors have personally praised - Zheng Jiuchang, a patriotic businessman indeed!"
As the words fell, the patients standing outside of Chen’s Clinic all looked at Zheng Jiuchang, straightening their bodies in solemn respect!
"Could there really be such a thing?"
"They say that once a person becos wealthy, they beco unkind. Who would have thought that Old Zheng would possess such a patriotic sentint?"
"Indeed! Due to historical reasons, many national treasures of our Huaxia are scattered abroad. If there were more people like Old Zheng, why would we worry about the rise of our nation?" The crowd admired unanimously, looking at Zheng Jiuchang with an added asure of profound respect.
Including Lin Fan, who also showed a trace of respect on his face!
Such patriotic elders truly deserve heartfelt respect!
"This is nothing, I, Zheng, have rely spent so money to bring the national treasures back to the country, allowing future generations to have the chance to witness the true face of these treasures, and that’s enough!" Zheng Jiuchang said, shaking his head modestly and sincerely.
"Old Zheng, you are too modest!"
"Old Zheng, please co inside!"
The patients waiting around Chen’s Clinic stepped back, clearing a path.
Allowing Zheng Jiuchang to enter the clinic.
At this ti.
The owner of Chen’s Clinic finally ca out from the back hall, with a smile: "Old Zheng!"
"Divine Doctor Chen." Zheng Jiuchang nodded slightly.
Divine Doctor Chen appeared to be in his early forties.
Dressed in a blue robe, he resembled an ancient figure, indeed looking the part, with a radiant smile on his face!
"Let take your pulse!"
Divine Doctor Chen said cheerfully, stepping forward to pull Zheng Jiuchang to sit down at the back diagnosis table and began to take his pulse!
"Thank you for the trouble!"
Zheng Jiuchang replied very politely.
Under everyone’s watchful eyes.
After a series of diagnostic thods by Divine Doctor Chen such as inspection, listening, questioning, pulse-taking and more.
With a serious expression, he said, "Old Zheng, you are harboring an illness. The reason for your extre weakness is partly due to the gradual failure of your lungs and liver, your heart’s weak pacing, and the aging of your ridians throughout your body, which probably makes it difficult to walk, doesn’t it?"
"Correct, my legs have indeed beco increasingly inconvenient!" Zheng Jiuchang nodded.
"Each night, you probably fall asleep, and even if you do, it’s intermittent. The best state of your spirit is just before dawn, but in the afternoon, you feel groggy and lethargic, isn’t that so?" Divine Doctor Chen said with a smile.
"Ah? Worthy of being Divine Doctor Chen, my grandfather’s symptoms are exactly as you described! Divine Doctor Chen, do you have a way to treat it?"
Zheng Jiuchang’s granddaughter asked anxiously, her eyes lighting up.
"Of course, our shop has a century-old wild ginseng. Have Old Zheng take it ho, stew it into a soup, and drink it before bed!" Divine Doctor Chen said proudly with a smile.
"Also, using ingredients like Fire Gun, Iron Cloud, Pi Jie Zi, Red Rhodiola, Fang Shao and other dicinal materials, boil them into a solution, drink it continuously for ten days, and the internal ailnts should be cleared!"
Just as Divine Doctor Chen’s words ca to a halt, a voice ca through:
"Quack doctor! If you treat him this way, not only will Old Zheng’s illness not be cured in ten days, but it will also beco more severe!"
"Who’s speaking?"
"How dare they question Divine Doctor Chen?"
In Chen’s Clinic, everyone was startled, looking in surprise towards the source of the voice, and found that the speaker was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth!
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