Early the next morning, the black limousine sent to pick them up stopped at the entrance of Celestial Ridge District.
After getting into the car, Chen Xuan found that besides the driver, there was only Boss Xu inside the spacious passenger vehicle.
"Over here, my young friend," Xu Wangxian waved hurriedly when he saw him enter, "Good morning!"
"Morning." Chen Xuan yawned as he sat beside him. Ever since he opened his shop, he hadn’t woken up at normal working hours for a long ti. "It seems the patient’s condition isn’t very urgent... diagnosis and treatnt require prior reporting and approval."
"That’s unavoidable. We can’t just let anyone take a look, right?" Xu Wangxian laughed. "Of course, you’re not entirely wrong. It’s said that the Gu Family’s young lady has been sick for over a month now, so it’s unlikely it’s a severe illness. But since there’s no improvent and the cause can’t be found, Boss Gu is anxious."
Today, Xu Wangxian appeared particularly solemn. He had trimd his beard and changed into a green-gray tunic, resembling soone on the path of cultivation.
Clearly, he valued this trip highly.
The vehicle went up the mountain road that Chen Xuan often used for gathering herbs. Since it was a weekday, the road was sparsely populated. After reaching halfway up, the bus turned onto a branch road, and the surroundings beca tranquil. Ancient towering trees lined both sides of the road, their branches hanging low, almost completely blocking the golden morning sunlight from outside.
This place was unfamiliar to him.
However, he soon understood why he was unfamiliar with the area despite often climbing Lu Mountain. After driving less than a hundred ters down the branch, a barrier and a pavilion appeared, clearly ant to deter ordinary tourists. After passing through this checkpoint, the vehicle drove for another ten minutes before a cluster of ancient-styled buildings appeared at the road’s end.
Lu Mountain, a national 5A scenic area, unexpectedly contained such a large private estate, giving Chen Xuan a slight understanding of the power of Beitian Academy.
Once the bus stopped in the outer parking lot, he followed Xu Wangxian into the high-walled courtyard.
The architecture inside was uniformly ancient in design, with pavilions and temples everywhere, wisps of smoke drifting, and a pleasant incense fragrance perating the air. If he didn’t know he was on Lu Mountain, Chen Xuan might have thought he had stepped into so Taoist temple.
"Please enter," the guide leading them brought them to an imposing hall and gestured for them to enter.
"This is Cyan Grass Hall, symbolizing the beginning of Shen Nong’s tasting of a hundred herbs, and the place where Beitian Academy receives guests," Xu Wangxian explained.
Chen Xuan stepped over the high threshold, "It seems this isn’t your first ti here."
"Not the first, but not many tis either." He turned back, holding up two fingers, "Counting this ti, just twice."
Once he was brought here because Beitian Academy favored the dicine he sold.
The second ti was to expand his business, letting Beitian Academy sell his pills.
Xu Wangxian still rembered the sense of awe he felt when he first entered this secluded palace, realizing the legends of immortal creations were true, and that the legacy of the immortals continued here.
Simply walking in ant stepping into the most exclusive circle in the pharmaceutical world.
Afterward, Hundred Herbs Hall’s business indeed improved considerably, with not only high-priced pills but also other dicinal herbs getting channeled through Beitian Academy.
These channels might not belong to dicine Sect directly, but since he was recognized, other insiders also opened their channels to him.
Unfortunately... that’s as much as it got.
Xu Wangxian found himself within the circle but still belonged to the fringe.
He wanted to go further... to glimpse the legacy of the immortals, and even... to embark on the path of cultivation.
Just then, a man stumbled past them, his face seemingly swollen, and faint sounds of yelling ca from the hall, "Who let this fraud in? You dare to deceive us here? If you pretend to have abilities, don’t bla my fists for being rude!"
Chen Xuan and Xu Wangxian walked into the inner hall and found it quite lively — a dozen or so people were gathered near the entrance, consisting of n and won, old and young, all of them being overwhelmingly intimidated by another person’s aura.
Confronting them were only two n.
The man who had angrily scolded was imposing, over two ters tall, with a square face and short hair, thick eyebrows, and sharp eyes, dressed in a crisp white suit, his clenched fist as large as a pot.
The other man was gentler in deanor, his features exuded a beautiful charm. He was dressed in a robe, standing only at his companion’s chest height. But even so, he soothingly cald his aggressive peer as if comforting a pet, "Don’t shout so loudly, take a break, okay? You’ll scare the guests invited by the bosses."
Then he turned to everyone, "Please pay attention, curing illness and saving lives is a very serious matter, not to be taken lightly. If you think your skills aren’t competent, speak up and leave. But if you intend to use fake tricks to deceive people, then indeed you deserve condemnation."
"If anyone here intends to use superstitions to fool people, please leave with your introducer now, Beitian Academy can overlook it."
No one left.
The irritable man snorted coldly, "Next batch, five people."
Soon, five individuals stepped out of the group and followed them further into the hall’s depths.
"Phew... That was scary. I thought that guy was going to get beaten to death here..." soone by the door murmured, then turned to Chen Xuan, "Young man, are you here to treat the illness too?"
Chen Xuan curiously examined him for a few monts. Surprisingly, this person seed normal, wearing a white coat and a work badge hanging on his chest, which read: Wang Haitao, Vice Director of Neurology and Brain Surgery, Second Hospital of Capital City.
This was truly a professional!
"Director Wang, pleasure to et you!"
Over there, Xu Wangxian had already extended his hand first, "I’m Xu Wangxian, I run a pharmacy, and this is Chen Xuan... skilled in pharmacology and toxicology."
After all, the matter of him making pills was still a secret, a tacit agreent between them, so these external dicines still carried the na of Hundred Herbs Hall.
"Boss Xu from Hundred Herbs Hall?" Unexpectedly, the other imdiately continued the conversation, "Selling Blood Oranges?"
"Yes, have you tried it?"
"Ah, not much use in neurology, but colleagues have used it. Its effect is astonishing, a gushing arterial bleed, a clip-on, sar so Blood Orange, and the wound closes up right away, saving a lot of work on vascular suturing." Wang Haitao praised ceaselessly, "Our hospital’s ergency room now always has two or three Blood Oranges on hand, saying Boss Xu is a True Immortal."
Chen Xuan was surprised, extrely reputable hospitals treating such uncertified products as ergency asures? He had imagined his pills would sell through clandestine channels, bought by wealthy patrons unconcerned with whether a single pill cost tens or hundreds of thousands, as long as its effectiveness was convincing enough.
"Just lucky to obtain the formulas for these two dicines." Xu Wangxian laughed, "Blood Orange can’t be reimbursed through insurance, right?"
"That’s not a big issue, the hospital only uses it when the right people can afford it, and it requires departnt director approval beforehand." Wang Haitao casually glanced at Chen Xuan, "But this might soon change, as the news about superpowers has been released, public acceptance of oddities already in the world has increased, and it’s not impossible this dicine will enter healthcare coverage. When that happens, Boss Xu will surely beco rich."
"Haha... who knows. I’m selling this dicine not solely for money, but primarily to cure more people."
"I understand, I understand." Wang Haitao nodded, his smile holding deeper aning.
"Let’s discuss the patient’s condition." Xu Wangxian coughed twice, "What was with the person earlier, did soone hit him in the face?"
"Yes, recomnded by a boss from East City, turns out he practiced divination exorcism, got beaten by Beitian Academy disciples on the spot." Deputy Director Wang gleefully comnted, "The tall one, nad Yue Beifeng."
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