Chapter 186: A Life-and-Death Friendship

Xiao Yang suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself, while Lü Xiaowan was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: "Why! This money should have been mine, Xuanyuan Qing stole my destiny."

She suddenly threw herself at the car window and roared, the veins on her neck bulging, scaring the two police officers into holding her down in a panic.

Xiao Yang shrank into the seat, looking at the street scene passing outside the iron window, as if reminding him that what awaited them was not a wedding red carpet, but a cold iron prison.

In the other commercial vehicle, Han Feifei poked Xuanyuan Qing: "Thirty billion invested just like that, your hand is much broader than some guy who claims to 'have no interest in money'." As she spoke, she gestured toward the driver's seat.

Lin Yu held the steering wheel and coughed: "Senior Sister, can we not mention old memes?"

Xuanyuan Qing flipped through the project book and smiled lightly: "Seeing life and death in the hospital, money is really an external thing. Just take last year during my internship, the red envelopes stuffed by patients' families..." She suddenly stopped, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the paper pages.

"Wait." Han Feifei's eyes lit up, "Tell me more about the red envelopes."

Xuanyuan Qing's ears turned slightly red: "Three to five hundred for small surgeries, three to five thousand for major surgeries... the most was a family of a late-stage liver cancer patient who stuffed fifty thousand in cash." She gestured to the bulging cowhide paper bag at the time, "I deposited all that money in a separate account, thinking about finding a chance to return it."

Han Feifei gasped: "Your hospital is so... so enthusiastic?"

Xuanyuan Qing looked at the passing sycamore tree shadows outside the car window, the glass reflecting her cold face: "It's not what you think. Some families feel that if they don't give money, the doctor won't be attentive, but we actually hope for a successful surgery more than anyone else."

Xuanyuan Qing's gaze drifted outside the car window and whispered: "Compared to Director Xie Wendong who openly accepted fifty thousand in surgical red envelopes before he died, it's cleaner now that he's dead. Those families held money and begged him to be the lead surgeon, but in the end, they always let the assistant operate."

Han Feifei gasped: "This is simply eating human blood buns."

Lin Yu turned the steering wheel and turned into Miao Street: "This kind of rule is not rare in the Western medicine system; top surgeons have precious time, and the post-operative survival rate is indeed different."

"It's still better for our Mysterious Medicine lineage, the ancestors' hanging the pot to save the world is the right path." Han Feifei sighed while stroking the needle bag she carried with her.

The off-road vehicle stopped steadily under the ink-colored plaque of Zhongcao Hall, and just as the three of them stepped out of the car, rapid footsteps came from behind.

Zheng Zemin and Jiang Yicheng arrived together, Zhao Baitong followed closely with Hua Weixin, who hadn't appeared for a long time.

Undercurrents surged when everyone's eyes met; except for Jiang and Zhao, the rest were here to speak for Zheng's playboy.

The roar of the engine started again, and Long Wu from the Long family in Longcheng stepped on the dust with his black-clad entourage. What was even more unexpected was that several Mysterious Gate elders who had been closed for many years also appeared, their blue cloth long gowns fluttering in the autumn wind.

"Everyone came just in time." Lin Yu leaned against the vermilion-lacquered door pillar and smiled: "Junior Brother Jianhua is taking an apprentice today, it's just right to ask everyone to be a witness."

This remark shocked everyone into looking at each other; Medical Immortal Xu Jianhua taking an apprentice in the capital was a major event in the Mysterious Medicine world, what kind of family descendant had such an opportunity?

After everyone filed in, Hua Weixin and Long Wu exchanged glances and moved to Zheng Zemin's side without a sound.

Long Wu, who had rushed from Longcheng overnight, lowered his voice: "Zheng Old Man, what kind of taboo did your son offend?"

Zheng Zemin wiped the fine sweat from his forehead: "As long as I can keep the dog son safe, my Zheng family is willing to visit the Xuanyuan family gate three times to apologize." In the corner, Jiang Wenfeng stared at Xuanyuan Qing; this woman's pure Yin constitution was the perfect cauldron for his practice of the Nine-Turn Returning Sun Technique.

"The tricky thing is..." Zheng Zemin's Adam's apple rolled: "That girl has the surname Xuanyuan."

The teacup in Long Wu's hand trembled slightly, and Hua Weixin's knuckles turned white. The Guanzhong Zheng family was an important financier of Huayu Media, but the weight of the surname Xuanyuan in the Mysterious Gate...

Suddenly, neat footsteps came from the street, and dozens of plainclothes officers sealed both ends of Miao Street like a tide.

The roar of propellers came from the sky, and two dark green painted helicopters whipped up the ginkgo leaves all over the ground. The moment the cabin door opened, the Mysterious Gate elders stood up collectively; the person who could make the Central Guard Bureau dispatch was now stepping down the gangway slowly.

Jiang Yicheng's legs trembled uncontrollably, his back instantly soaked in cold sweat. He had only seen this level of security specification in classified files; only when a state scholar of the Three Dukes suddenly made a secret visit would this special plan of silently taking over the street block be activated.

"What kind of sacred person is coming with this formation?" Zheng Zemin squeezed out the question with his Adam's apple rolling.

Jiang Wenfeng, however, felt like he had fallen into an ice cave; he clearly sensed that there were martial arts peak powerhouses lurking in the circling helicopters, and the pressure released by the other party actually caused a blood stagnation oppression for him, a Land Immortal.

What shocked him even more was that those special service personnel disguised as passersby had locked all their Qi on him.

The moment the cabin door slid open, the air in the entire venue seemed to freeze. The figure of the crane-haired old man stepping out of the cabin was like an ancient sword out of its sheath; at ninety years old, he still maintained the uprightness unique to a martial artist, and the bulging muscle contours under his dark-colored Tang suit were faintly visible.

The appearance of this figure made Hua Weixin's pupils shrink; he recognized the gold-plated dragon-headed staff that never left his side.

"Student Hua Weixin, kowtow to the Great Pillar of the State." Medical Immortal Xu Jianhua knelt on one knee in near panic to support him; this action made Jiang Yicheng wake up suddenly, hurriedly bowing: "Huacheng Prefect Jiang Yicheng, respectfully welcome Elder Yan."

Zheng Zemin felt the world spinning, finally remembering that there were only two people in the current dynasty who held the dual honors of Great Pillar of the State and Cabinet Elder.

And the only one who could be served by Medical Immortal Xu Jianhua was Yan Nanshan, who had once held the Six Ministries for thirty years.

At this moment, his mind was full of the shady business of his own playboy son, and cold sweat snaked down his spine.

"Ho, quite lively." Yan Nanshan swept his gaze over the crowd, the five words that were written lightly carried the pressure of a mountain. The shop curtain suddenly lifted, and Lin Yu, wearing cloth shoes, swayed out and grinned: "Old Yan, coming to sponge off my tiger bone wine again?"

This form of address was like a thousand-pound hammer smashing into everyone's chest. Jiang Wenfeng was shocked to find that Yan Nanshan was not angry, but instead threw out the jade tablet in his sleeve with a laugh: "You brat, just thinking about that jar of tiger bone wine."

Xu Jianhua relieved the situation: "Elder heard that Xuanyuan Qing appeared, and pushed the Five Constants meeting overnight."

Zheng Zemin staggered and supported the wall; the gasps that rose and fell around him exposed everyone's panic; the name that had been sought by major families for a hundred years had actually reappeared in the world on Miao Street.

No one on Miao Street expected that the gentle girl who was in plain clothes and cloth shoes all day had such a shocking background.

Lin Yu patted Xuanyuan Qing's shoulder to signal: "This Elder Yan is a life-and-death friend of your grandfather."

Xuanyuan Qing stared blankly at the crane-haired old man in front of her, and the fragments deep in her memory were suddenly awakened.

Elder Yan sighed with kind light in his eyes: "The little baby in the swaddling clothes back then has now grown into an apricot forest beauty." ===== CHAPTER 187 =====