Chapter 3: It Is You Who Are Poorly Skilled in Medicine

After going out, Chen Yu felt a headache coming on, because he didn't have a single cent in his pocket.

In his past life, he was at least the boss of a company about to go public; although it was an inherited family fortune and he was a hands-off manager, he was still worth tens of millions.

When had he ever worried about the cost of daily necessities?

But now, not to mention the 100,000 in usurious loans, he couldn't even afford to buy groceries.

Borrow money? He flipped through his contacts, and they were either a bunch of fair-weather friends who only knew how to eat, drink, and gamble, or people who had already blocked him after he borrowed money a few times.

The owner of this body had long since squandered his own reputation, and now he was left with a mess.

Just as he was at his wit's end, a red car suddenly sped over, heading straight for Chen Yu. "Screech!" A sharp sound of braking rang out, and Chen Yu rolled to the side with a thud.

"Damn it... I really am down on my luck." Chen Yu felt like crying but had no tears. Fortunately, his reaction was quick, and he retreated in time, so he didn't get hurt.

The car stopped to the side, and a beautiful girl got out in a panic to apologize: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I have a patient in my car, and my grandfather's condition is extremely critical."

"Even so, you can't drive that fast. It could cost someone their life." Chen Yu stood up, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

The girl didn't have time to pay attention to Chen Yu; she anxiously picked up her phone, her voice choked with tears: "Dad, I'm near Tailing Road in Fengjiang District now."

"Grandfather suddenly had an episode and has already fallen into a coma. How much longer until Xu Lao arrives?"

"I'll be there immediately. Hold on a little longer and take good care of Grandfather!"

Just as the call ended, a series of sirens sounded. An ambulance arrived, escorted by several police cars, followed by a limited-edition Maybach. Clearly, this was a green channel opened for special people.

As soon as the Maybach behind the ambulance stopped, an old man walked out in a hurry, accompanied by a man.

The girl hurriedly went up to meet them: "Xu Lao, my grandfather has already fallen into a coma."

"Lift him out." The old man waved his right hand and led several assistants toward the girl's car. Inside the car, an old man's face was devoid of any color, and he had already fallen into a coma.

His eyes were tightly shut, and he was unconscious.

Bodyguards and patrol officers cleared the roadside, making a large open space and putting up warning tape to keep idlers out.

"Who is it that has such a grand display?"

"The one inside the car is Lin Lao."

"Who is Lin Lao?"

"You don't even know this? He's the old master of the Lin Family, one of the Four Great Families of Fengling City, and he fought in the Southern Border war."

Soon, Lin Lao was lifted out of the car by the assistants and placed on a stretcher.

That Xu Lao stepped forward to check Lin Lao's pulse, his expression sinking: "A strange cold has attacked his heart. There's no time to go to the hospital; I must perform acupuncture immediately."

Xu Lao flicked his right hand, and a needle bag was already opened. He took out a Silver Needle and performed acupuncture on the spot.

"As expected of the Lin Family, even the famous Ghost Doctor Xu Guangyuan has rushed over."

"Who is Xu Guangyuan again?"

"You don't even know this? A famous national master of Traditional Chinese Medicine from Shengjing, known for being able to snatch lives back from the hands of the King of Hell, so people call him the Ghost Doctor. He is extremely hard to hire; even leaders in Shengjing have to queue up to see him."

"Looking at this posture, he must have just rushed over from the airport. It's thanks to the Lin Family's power that they were able to run all the way with green lights."

"Dad, Grandfather will be okay, right?" The girl asked the man who accompanied Xu Guangyuan with concern. The man was none other than the current Head of Family of the Fengling Lin Family, Lin Wenfu.

"Qingyue, you don't need to worry. With Xu Lao taking action, there is no illness he cannot cure."

"That's good." Lin Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief, then apologized to Chen Yu: "I'm really sorry. Are you okay? I'll accompany you to the hospital for a check-up in a while."

"It's fine, no need." Chen Yu shook his head.

"You were knocked over, how could you be fine?" Lin Qingyue was worried.

Chen Yu didn't speak, just watched Xu Guangyuan save the person.

While they were talking, Xu Lao had already inserted more than ten needles.

"Nine-Line Needle Technique?" Chen Yu watched intently.

His voice wasn't loud, but everyone around heard it. Xu Guangyuan glanced at him and continued the acupuncture.

An assistant beside Xu Guangyuan asked: "You recognize my master's needle technique?"

"It comes from the 'Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon', the 'Suwen' Ancient Heavenly Truth chapter," Chen Yu said. "I always thought it had been lost."

"My master is the successor of the Nine-Line Needle Technique," the assistant said proudly. "Once these needles come out, even the King of Hell has to take a detour."

"It's a pity that this technique is divided into Heavenly Spirit and Earthly Spirit. Looking at this method, he only understands the Earthly Spirit; I'm afraid it will be hard to be effective," Chen Yu shook his head and said with some regret.

"What did you say? Do you know who my master is?" The assistant was furious.

"I am just speaking based on the facts, with no intention to offend," Chen Yu said indifferently.

"Young man, don't think that just because you understand the 'Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon' you can talk nonsense. With me taking action, there is no one I cannot save."

Xu Guangyuan had finished the acupuncture. He glanced at Chen Yu with a lecturing tone.

"Xu Lao is a famous national master of medicine. Even the General Director of Fengling has to queue up to see him. What kind of thing are you? Is it your turn to lecture?"

"Exactly, have you even been weaned yet?" People on the side expressed their disdain for Chen Yu one after another.

"Forget about not understanding the Heavenly Spirit chapter, but the technique is also problematic. The needles are half a millimeter too shallow. Later, the blood vessels will inevitably reverse, and the lung cold will attack the heart. If the patient can last half a day, count me as having lost."

Chen Yu shook his head. He was still worrying about that grocery money and had no mood to deal with this nosy business. He turned and left.

"What did you say?" Xu Guangyuan's expression changed, but Chen Yu had already walked far away.

"Hey, aren't you going to the hospital to check?" Lin Qingyue was startled and chased after him.

"Xu Lao, thank you." At this moment, Lin Lao had woken up, and his sallow face had a hint of ruddiness.

"Lin Lao, no need to be polite, it was just a small effort." Xu Guangyuan smiled slightly.

"Xu Lao is truly a national master. My father hasn't been in good spirits for the last half month. When I picked you up today, he suddenly had an episode, which is why I had Qingyue drive toward the airport."

"Thanks to Xu Lao today, otherwise I'm afraid my father would have been in danger."

Lin Wenfu also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Haha, that's for sure. With my master taking action, there is no illness that cannot be solved," Xu Guangyuan's disciple said smugly.

"Lin Lao, go back and rest well. I will perform acupuncture for you three times a week, and I guarantee the illness will be cured once the needles are applied," Xu Guangyuan laughed.

"Thank you, Old Xu, I..." Before the awakened Lin Lao could finish his words of gratitude, his expression suddenly froze, a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out, and he immediately lost consciousness.

"Dad!" Lin Wenfu was greatly alarmed: "Xu Lao, what is going on?"

"Bloodline reversal, cold energy attacking the lungs, quickly send him to the emergency room." Xu Guangyuan stepped forward to take a look, his expression changing drastically, and the doctors and nurses on the scene immediately fell into chaos.

"Where is that young man from just now?" Xu Guangyuan shouted.

"I don't know, he just left."

"Lin Xiansheng, apart from that young man, no one can treat Lin Lao's illness." Xu Guangyuan stomped his feet: "Blame me, I misjudged an expert."

"Go find him! At any cost, you must invite him here," Lin Wenfu roared.

"Wait a moment, are you really alright?" Lin Qingyue chased after Chen Yu and asked with some concern.

"I'm really fine, don't worry, they won't cause you any trouble." Chen Yu smiled bitterly; this girl was truly kind-hearted.

"Are you sure you don't want to get checked? The collision just now was quite hard," Lin Qingyue said, still uneasy.

"No need, that..." Chen Yu hesitated for a moment, then said awkwardly: "Could you lend me five hundred yuan?"

"Lend money?" Lin Qingyue widened her eyes; she really felt Chen Yu was a bit... eccentric, but she still took out her wallet, pulled out five large bills, and handed them to Chen Yu.

"Thank you, my name is Chen Yu. I will definitely pay you back later. This is my phone number and address; if I don't pay you back, you can come find me for it."

Chen Yu was delighted, took the money, recited his phone number, and left gratefully.

Lin Qingyue was left between laughter and tears; after that collision with Chen Yu, it wouldn't have been excessive for him to ask for fifty thousand, yet he only wanted to borrow five hundred yuan?

"Qingyue, where is that young man from just now?" Suddenly, Lin Wenfu's call came through urgently.

"He left, why, Dad?" Lin Qingyue was stunned.

"Your grandfather's condition is critical. Find him immediately and invite him back, quickly!" Lin Wenfu roared.

"Ah? I'll go right now." Lin Qingyue was shocked.

"Wife, I'm back." Chen Yu had bought a few medicinal herbs and an old hen, and he ran back.

The house was empty, the door was open, and the interior was somewhat messy. Chen Yu's heart tightened, and a bad premonition welled up in his mind.

Suddenly, his phone rang, and he hurriedly answered the call.

"Chen Yu?" A low voice sounded from the other end of the phone.

"Who are you?" Chen Yu demanded in a deep voice.

"Hehe, you owe me money and hit my people; who do you think I am?" The other party sneered.

"You are Zou Dalong." Chen Yu was startled: "If you have business, come at me; don't bother my wife."

"Get to the Dynasty Club in half an hour. If you're late, I'll cut open your wife's stomach," Zou Dalong sneered.