"Hey, isn’t this Doctor Sun from the Ming Group Laboratory?"
Lin Canghai exclaid in disbelief, looking at Doctor Sun, "How did he end up like this?"
"Do you know this person?"
Tang Ming looked at Lin Canghai in slight surprise and confusion.
"Know him? He’s an expert in genetic mutation. The Dark Group once tried to recruit him, but unfortunately, the price wasn’t right, so he refused."
Lin Canghai looked at Doctor Sun strangely, "I heard later the Ming Group poached him with a sky-high price, but I didn’t expect he’d turn into an idiot."
"Hmph, it’s because your Dark Group is too poor that Doctor Sun didn’t want to join you."
Fu Tianyou snorted coldly, then turned to Tang Ming, "You can treat him now. I’ll first transfer ten million to you; just give your account number."
Tang Ming didn’t hesitate and gave his bank account, then prepared to treat the patient.
Just as Tang Ming raised his hand to press on Doctor Sun’s head, Lin Canghai suddenly tugged on Tang Ming’s sleeve and quietly reminded him, "Sothing feels off about the atmosphere."
Tang Ming paused and turned around to see that, at so point, many people had entered the ward, of various ages. So were scholarly, with glasses, while others were elderly yet vigorous.
Although all these people wore Ming Group uniforms, Tang Ming could tell at a glance that they were all experts in dical arts, from both Traditional Chinese dicine and Western dicine. At this mont, they were all staring at him intently.
"Director Fu, why have you gathered so many doctors? Do you want them to steal my treatnt thods?"
Tang Ming looked at Fu Tianyou in dissatisfaction.
Hearing this, Fu Tianyou’s expression changed briefly but quickly regained composure, "Hehe, I just didn’t want you to harm the Ming Group elites and asked them to help watch over, to prevent any tricks."
Though the words were nice, Fu Tianyou’s goal was simple: save money.
Saving nineteen billion when one person costs ten million and twenty people would add up to two billion.
If it were in the past, the Ming Group wouldn’t care about these two billion, but now the Ming Group has already been tricked out of tens of billions by Tang Ming. Several families lost tens of billions in bets during the competition, and with the loss of resources over the next three years, two billion has beco a significant amount.
After so thought and research, Fu Tianyou found that the symptoms of these poisoned people were the sa, as they suffered from the sa poison, so the treatnt should be the sa.
Now, as long as Tang Ming first cured Doctor Sun, these dical experts with their eye power and experience should be able to grasp the treatnt thod, and Tang Ming wouldn’t need to treat the others, saving him nineteen million.
Thinking about how he managed to save so much money so easily, Fu Tianyou was impressed by his wit.
"Alright, saving lives is a doctor’s duty, and I don’t believe these people can truly learn my thods."
Tang Ming pouted unhappily, waved his hand, and shouted, "Prepare a set of silver needles for ; I need to apply acupuncture to the patient."
Lin Canghai looked at Tang Ming in surprise. Earlier, when he was closest to Tang Ming, he saw Tang Ming intended to treat the patient with his hands. Why the sudden switch to needles?
Quickly, soone brought over the silver needles.
Tang Ming wasted no ti, drawing out the silver needles and quickly inserting a dozen into Doctor Sun’s head.
After the acupuncture treatnt, Doctor Sun no longer appeared senseless, lifting his head to look around blankly, "What’s happened to ?"
"Are you alright? Do you know who I am?"
Fu Tianyou rushed forward, pointing at his own face and asking.
"You’re Director Fu. How could I not know who you are?"
Doctor Sun rubbed his head in confusion and said uncertainly, "I rember leading a team to check the Biochemical Laboratory, then I got poisoned. How did I end up here?"
"He really is cured!"
Hearing this, Fu Tianyou cheered excitedly.
"So, was it worth it?"
Tang Ming put away the silver needles, looking at Fu Tianyou smugly.
"Worth it, absolutely worth it."
Fu Tianyou nodded repeatedly.
When they originally brought over Doctor Sun, the Ming Group promised to pay him twenty million per year, and he was indeed a talent, having generated substantial profits for the Ming Group over the years. Spending ten million to cure him was genuinely worth it.
"Since it’s worth it, hurry and take to treat the others."
Tang Ming smiled and urged impatiently, "I have a lunch eting at noon, so let’s wrap this up swiftly so that I’m not late."
"Hold on."
Fu Tianyou quickly stopped him, glanced at the doctors, and said with a smile, "Please wait outside for a mont. I want these people to examine Doctor Sun and ensure there are no issues before discussing anything else."
"Alright, verifying the goods is necessary too."
Tang Ming nodded and turned to leave, saying without looking back, "But do hurry; I don’t have ti to waste."
"Rest assured, once confird, there won’t be any waste."
Watching Tang Ming’s back, Fu Tianyou’s expression turned cold.
After Tang Ming and Lin Canghai left the ward, Fu Tianyou imdiately looked at the doctors, "Did you all see clearly?"
The group looked at each other, and a few of the younger, scholarly individuals gathered to discuss.
After a mont, a middle-aged man wearing glasses stepped forward helplessly and said, "Director Fu, I’m sorry, but the person just now used Traditional Chinese dicine acupuncture techniques that we who study Western dicine couldn’t decipher at all."
"Hmph."
Fu Tianyou snorted coldly, turning to look at the elder group of Imperial City’s Traditional Chinese dicine masters.
"I noticed his acupuncture technique just now, but he was too fast, and I couldn’t rember his acupuncture points."
An elderly man with white hair and reading glasses stroked his beard and shook his head calmly.
"I could only rember a few points, and it’s uncertain if he used other techniques during the acupuncture process."
"My view was blocked by the people in front, and I couldn’t see clearly at all."
Several old figures spoke, concluding that they couldn’t see clearly at all.
"A bunch of useless individuals." Fu Tianyou cursed under his breath, having provided the perfect opportunity, yet these people couldn’t decipher the thod. Did this an Tang Ming would indeed earn two billion?
"I saw everything clearly."
Amidst everyone’s frustration and Fu Tianyou’s reluctance, soone suddenly spoke up.
The crowd turned to look and saw a young man with a refined and handso appearance, smiling calmly.
"Young lad, this is a critical matter. You better not talk nonsense."
"Exactly. We’ve been practicing for decades and couldn’t discern the thod. How dare you, a kid who’s hardly grown, speak arrogantly?"
Previously speaking old Chinese dicine doctors imdiately mocked disdainfully. Even though they failed to understand Tang Ming’s thod, they did not want others to shine, or it would make them look incompetent.
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