Chapter 267: Admit Your Mistakes

"Master, I was wrong." Lin Yu said with a mournful face. He still hadn't figured out what was going on, nor did he know who exactly Chen Yu was, to the point that his master, who had always been extremely protective of his own, was now beating him again and again.

"Look clearly, this is Chen Yu... He currently holds the Taibao Order and is the Chief of the Thirteen Taibao. You really have blinded dog eyes. If you ever dare to offend Mr. Chen again in the future, I will kill you with my own hands," Wu Xian said bitterly.

"He, the Chief of the Thirteen Taibao?" Lin Yu was shocked.

Qin Ying was also shocked. Just how many identities did Chen Yu have?

"Master, how is this possible? How could he be the Chief of the Thirteen Taibao at his age?" Lin Yu asked urgently, so startled that he even forgot the pain from his injuries.

"So you mean to say I'm joking with you? Kneel properly," Wu Xian said angrily.

Thump. Lin Yu knelt down again. This time he was truly submissive. He looked at Chen Yu in terror; he had never dreamed that Chen Yu was actually the head of the Thirteen Taibao.

"Wu Xian, you should know the principles for taking on disciples. If I ever encounter this kind of trash using your name to bully others again, don't blame me for being impolite."

Chen Yu said indifferently, "If you yourself lack virtue and cannot shoulder the title of Thirteen Taibao, there are plenty of others qualified to join the Thirteen Taibao."

Wu Xian's expression changed drastically. The meaning of Chen Yu's words was already very clear: if the same thing happened again, his position as one of the Thirteen Taibao would likely be lost.

"Wanrong, let's go. Let's find somewhere else to eat," Chen Yu said indifferently.

"Alright, Brother Chen." Liu Wanrong smiled slightly and stood up.

"Also, Qin Ying." Chen Yu stopped as he passed by Qin Ying: "Do you know that I find you very repulsive right now?"

"Do you also think you've worked very hard? With hands and feet, you don't rely on your own efforts, but instead blindly climb onto men—what is that?"

"Chen Yu, you..." Qin Ying was angry but dared not speak; after all, Chen Yu's status was a bit too high for her to reach now.

"A word of advice: truly wealthy people aren't that stupid. Every man you find is for the purpose of marriage, right? But these people are only in it for fun."

"When it comes to marriage, everyone values social standing. Don't think that just because you have a figure and looks, you can pick and choose at will. Do you think changing men every day satisfies your own vanity? Little do you know, in others' eyes, you are just a slut."

These few words from Chen Yu were truly not polite at all. Qin Ying's face flushed bright red, but she didn't dare to refute a single word.

After lecturing Qin Ying a few times, Chen Yu and Liu Wanrong left, because this kind of woman was truly not worth him making a big scene.

The next day, Chen Yu arrived at Xinglinju. Yinyin had already gone to school. Knowing he was coming to see patients today, there was a queue at Xinglinju early in the morning.

Luo Huichun had now switched to seeing patients. He had formally taken Chen Yu as his master, starting from doing chores and grabbing medicine, all the way to sitting at the consultation table to diagnose illnesses.

Although he was old, his attainments in Traditional Chinese Medicine were very strong. Sometimes, when facing difficult and complicated cases, Chen Yu would give him a little guidance, and he would be able to draw inferences about other cases from one instance.

With him seeing patients here, the popularity of Xinglinju was growing more and more.

Moreover, the chain stores of Tianyun Medicine were opening more and more. The medicine was cheap and effective, and the Chinese patent medicines were becoming increasingly favored by everyone.

However, with Chen Yu present today, he ran into the pharmacy to do chores.

A long line formed in front of Chen Yu's consultation table. He laid out a stack of prescription paper and began.

But not long after he started, a noisy commotion came from outside.

Several luxury cars lined up outside the door, followed by more than ten bodyguards coming forward to clear the area. Immediately after, a stretched Bentley drove over, and a bodyguard pushed a wheelchair to help a man with paralyzed legs get down.

This man was none other than Deng Guosheng, whom he had seen yesterday.

"Mr. Deng is here, all unrelated persons move aside." Several bodyguards cleared the path in front, and the queue that had been orderly was scattered in all directions.

"What is wrong with you people? We're queuing to see the doctor."

"Exactly, is having money so great?"

Some people in the queue expressed their dissatisfaction one after another, but the bodyguards on both sides were all burly and broad-shouldered, so many people dared to be angry but dared not speak.

"The richest man in Hong Kong Island, Mr. Deng Guosheng, has arrived. Please have the Divine Doctor Luo inside come out," Deng Yuan said, getting out of another car, shouting with an arrogant face.

"Who wants to see me?" Luo Huichun poked his head out from inside.

"You are Luo Huichun? This is my father; you help him take a look," Deng Yuan said with a haughty air.

"If your father wants to see a doctor, he should queue. If he doesn't queue, he should make an appointment. I am on duty now and have no time." Luo Huichun directly refused to buy her act.

Just kidding, the fame of the guardian of Medicine God Mountain was immense; even some heads of state from foreign countries would specifically name him when coming to Huaxia.

Deng Guosheng might have some money, but so what? Who was he putting on a sour face for?

"You..." Deng Yuan's expression changed.

"Yuanyuan, shut up." Deng Guosheng stopped Deng Yuan. Although he also looked down on these people, he had to lower his posture.

After all, he knew that Luo Huichun's medical skills had reached a pinnacle. If he still maintained the attitude of "I am the richest man, you all must fawn over me," then his illness would truly have no one to treat it.

Deng Yuan was originally unconvinced, but since her father had spoken, she had to suppress her spoiled-daughter temper.

"Divine Doctor Luo, I am Deng Guosheng from Hong Kong. I have long heard of Divine Doctor Luo's brilliant medical skills. I came all the way from Hong Kong Island to beg you to treat me. I ask that Divine Doctor Luo please take a look." Deng Guosheng really lowered his posture to the minimum.

"You're looking at your legs?" Hearing this guy speak somewhat pleasantly, Luo Huichun looked back: "These legs of yours were frozen, right? The neurons are dormant, and the meridians are necrotic."

"Yes, yes, Divine Doctor Luo, do you have a way to cure them?" Deng Guosheng was excited. Luo Huichun was worthy of being a Divine Doctor; he saw the problem with his legs at a glance.

"I have no way to cure them; my level isn't high enough. If you want to see a doctor, queue up here and wait for my master. He definitely has a way." Luo Huichun waved his hand: "My master is here today, I am not seeing patients, I am just a chore-boy, don't look for me again."

"Divine Doctor Luo's master?" Deng Guosheng was slightly stunned. Luo Huichun's medical skills had already reached a pinnacle; in this world, who else was qualified to be his master?

"Don't you know? Divine Doctor Luo's master is the young Doctor Chen of Xinglinju," an older woman said.

"Is it that Doctor Chen who is rumored to be able to bring the dead back to life?" Deng Guosheng asked.

"That's right, it's him. He only sees patients here one or two days a week. If you want to see a doctor, queue up," the woman said.

"Go to the front and buy a number." Deng Guosheng suddenly had greatly increased confidence in this legendary doctor.

Although he previously thought that bringing the dead back to life was mostly hearsay, now that he saw Luo Huichun seeing patients here, it seemed that the legendary Doctor Chen really had some real skills.