Gorgeous Female Tenants Chapter 135: Retreat is the Best Strategy

Xu Xiangbei sneered, "You’re afraid I’ll expose your father and son’s fraud, aren’t you? Last ti I smashed your sign, you didn’t learn your lesson and still go around deceiving people. Do I need to teach you a lesson again?"

Zhao Jinhai was so scared he hid behind his dad again, "Don’t talk nonsense, who’s the fraud? I think you’re the fraud."

Ignoring the Zhao father and son, Xu Xiangbei walked toward the boy and asked with a smile, "What’s your na?"

Hearing soone approach and ask his na, the boy smiled adorably, "I’m Zhou Haitao, Hai as in ocean, Tao as in waves. Uncle, what ti is it now? Has the sun risen outside?"

Seeing the hopeful look on the child’s face as he asked if the sun had risen, Xu Xiangbei felt a pain in his heart. Living in darkness at such a young age is so painful.

Zhou Haitao wasn’t overwheld by the darkness; his small face still carried the innocent smile of a child, imagining the appearance of the sun in his heart.

As Xu Xiangbei approached his grandson, Boss Zhou’s face turned cold, about to speak, when Zhang Xuesong smiled at him, gesturing not to worry, "What’s the matter with your grandson?"

A fleeting sorrow passed over Boss Zhou’s face, "He had a car accident six months ago, damaging his optic nerves. We went to Yanjing Children’s Eye Hospital, the doctors said he can’t be cured, he will never see again. I’m unwilling to accept that, so I thought of trying traditional Chinese dicine. Dr. Zhao tried treating him a few tis, but there wasn’t much effect."

Zhao Changgui defended himself, "It’s not that there’s no effect, it’s that it takes ti to show results. Traditional Chinese dicine requires a process..."

Xu Xiangbei scolded Zhao Changgui, "Shut up, you’re just a diocre doctor. If you can’t cure him, don’t speak."

Zhao Changgui glared at Xu Xiangbei with hatred but dared not speak. He knew he couldn’t compare to Xu Xiangbei’s dical skills, especially since Xu Xiangbei knew the miraculous Eight Needles Against Heaven.

He feared Xu Xiangbei would snatch the chance to treat Boss Zhou’s grandson and ruin his reputation again like at the Tongren Clinic.

He secretly hated it, how could this guy be so persistent? Finally getting this deal, now it’s going to be ruined by him again.

Since the last ti his sign was smashed, the business at Tongren Clinic had plumted, and the neighbors all said he was a fraud and a quack doctor.

Building a good reputation is very difficult, painstakingly operated, but to destroy it is a matter of a night.

However, Zhao Jinhai didn’t understand his father’s concern and continued arguing with Xu Xiangbei, "If you have the ability, try curing him. My dad couldn’t, I don’t believe you can either."

Zhao Changgui glared at his son, "Jinhai, say less."

Xu Xiangbei smiled at Zhao Changgui, "I can cure him, guarantee imdiate effect, none of that damn process."

Zhao Jinhai was about to make a sarcastic remark, but a stern look from his dad made him swallow his words.

Zhao Changgui’s face turned ashen. Although he despised Xu Xiangbei and wished to stamp him out, he also admired Xu Xiangbei’s dical skills and had to admit defeat.

Looks like he’s going to lose face again, leaving is the best plan among the Thirty-Six Stratagems.

He snorted coldly, "Jinhai, there are mountains beyond mountains, and people above people. Our dical skills can’t compare to Dr. Xu’s. Let’s go."

Zhao Jinhai was reluctant to leave, still thinking about the thousand-year-old ginseng in Boss Zhou’s hands, but had no choice but to follow his father out.

Boss Zhou had been watching with cold eyes. He didn’t quite believe that Xu Xiangbei could really cure his grandson. Could a young man who didn’t even understand drug interactions have higher dical skills than Dr. Zhao?

However, since Xu Xiangbei entered, Zhao Changgui was like a defeated rooster, no longer daring to speak. He noticed sothing was up.

Seeing Zhao Changgui leave in a hurry, he didn’t stop him, looked at Xu Xiangbei and asked, "Young man, let’s not boast. Can you really cure my grandson’s eyes?"

"I might be a straightforward person, but I never lie."

Boss Zhou, being a shrewd businessman, acted decisively. He slapped his thigh, "If you can cure my grandson’s eyesight, I’ll cover all the herbs in your prescription. I’ll also give you a thousand-year-old ginseng, definitely over a thousand years old. You can’t find a second one in the entire Huaxia."

Xu Xiangbei was delighted. The ancient prescription for the Taiqing Pill in the "Ancient Prival Sutra" needed a thousand-year-old ginseng. Because such ginseng was only legendary or fictional, he had only written a few-hundred-year-old wild ginseng on the prescription.

If there truly is a thousand-year-old ginseng, then the refined Taiqing Pill would indeed have effects as described in the Spirit dicine Chapter, quickly restoring inner strength, even bringing the dead back to life.

Seeing the hint of doubt in Boss Zhou’s eyes, Zhang Xuesong laughed, "I trust Advisor Xu’s dical skills. You know Elder Liu, right? He’s soone Advisor Xu cured."

Boss Zhou’s face showed extre surprise, his mouth agape as if it could fit an egg. He stared at Xu Xiangbei, "You’re the Dr. Xu who cured Lao Liu?"

Xu Xiangbei chuckled, "Yes, do you know Master Liu?"

"Know him? That old guy? I rember he was bedridden for over half a year, and recently he visited my place. I treated him to a drink, and while drinking, he said a Dr. Xu cured him. I thought it was so old doctor from sowhere. Turns out it was you."

Xu Xiangbei felt a bit buoyant after Boss Zhou’s praise and laughed, "Age doesn’t necessarily make a good doctor. That Zhao Changgui, even at his age, is still a quack and a fraud. Luckily, we t you today, or else he would have conned you out of your ginseng."

Xu Xiangbei smiled and said to Zhou Haitao, "Would you like to see the sun rise again?"

"Yes."

"Then listen to Uncle, close your eyes, don’t move. Big Brother will treat you, make sure not to move, okay?"

Zhou Haitao, being very sensible, nodded and gently closed his eyes, "Rest assured, Big Brother, I won’t move. Grandpa taught to be an obedient child."

Seeing his grandson so sensible and obedient, Boss Zhou’s eyes moistened, wiping them quietly with his sleeve, his old eyes blurred and murky.

Xu Xiangbei gently pressed Zhou Haitao’s pulse, fully focused on feeling the changes, then his hands lightly massaged around the child’s eye sockets.

From the Jingming Point between the eyes, he moved over to the Chengqi Point, Taiyang Point, rubbing back and forth, his hands circling faster and faster.

Suddenly, his thumb and forefinger ford a needle-like stance, abruptly paused, as a strand of inner strength invisible to the eye pierced into the Jingming Point.

Little Haitao felt a strand of heat pierce straight into his eyes, causing him to scream in pain.

This scream made Boss Zhou tense up, ready to rush over if not for Zhang Xuesong holding him back.

Zhang Xuesong was reassured. He had seen Xu Xiangbei perform the miraculous Eight Needles Against Heaven on many people. Although each patient’s reaction varied, they were all cured by Xu Xiangbei, making him increasingly confident in Xu Xiangbei’s dical skills.