The Urban Medical Martial Immortal

Chapter 751: Chapter 747: Reputation (Third Update!)

Outside the medical hall.

Peng Quhui stood there incessantly rubbing his hands, filled with nervousness and worry.

He feared that even the last glimmer of hope he had grasped would shatter.

His wife, Muuu Ziyi, could be said to have accompanied him since his college days, having struggled and worked hard alongside him all this while!

To have a woman who has stood by one’s side for half a lifetime, through the toughest of times, is an extraordinary rarity!

In Peng Quhui’s eyes, his wife Muuu Ziyi was now half of his life, and he couldn’t bear the heavy blow of losing her!

“Mr. Peng, don’t be anxious, my master’s medical skill is extremely formidable, he will definitely be able to cure your wife!”

Leng Caiwei, who was sitting aside studying the Secret Technique taught by Lin Tian that day alongside Zhou Yadong, saw Peng Quhui in such a state and could not help showing a look of sympathy, hastily offering him consolation.

“Thank you… thank you… as long as my wife is all right, I can give up everything else!”

It’s said that a man’s tears are not lightly shed, but at this moment Peng Quhui’s eyes were brimming with tears, which streamed down like rain, as he continuously bowed his thanks to Leng Caiwei and Zhou Yadong, his words filled with pleading and longing.

Seeing this.

Zhou Yadong fell silent, at a loss for how to respond for a moment.

Leng Caiwei also had tears welling in her eyes, and then hastened to comfort him again.

However, Peng Quhui’s agonizing and anxious wait did not last long, only half an hour later Lin Tian had already come out from the inside.

“Doctor, how is my wife?”

Peng Quhui abruptly looked up, then rushed towards Lin Tian, grabbing his hand, and asked urgently.

“Mission accomplished!”

Lin Tian replied with a slight smile, nodding his head.

“Ah… really? She’s really better?”

Peng Quhui cried out in excitement, about to turn and rush into the inner room.

But at that moment, a somewhat weak yet clear voice came from the doorway inside: “Ahui, I… I’m all right now! I feel much better now, just a little weak!”

As the voice faded, Muuu Ziyi, still a bit pale, walked out from inside.

“Really better?”

Peng Quhui stared dumbfounded at his wife who appeared, his face full of excitement and disbelief.

When he had carried his wife over, he had already abandoned hope.

His wife’s condition had suddenly worsened at Huai Ren Medical Hall, and he had visited all the major hospitals in Liiu Yuan City that day. The specialists and professors in the hospitals had diagnosed it as a new type of terminal illness, incurable.

Even some hospitals, upon seeing Muuu Ziyi’s condition, went to great lengths to avoid her, promptly turning them away.

Yet.

Peng Quhui refused to give up, and continued to seek out one Western clinic and Traditional Chinese Medicine hall after another, but still, no one was willing to take her in for treatment.

Her face was a spectrum of odd colors, beset by a strange illness, and all the doctors who saw her were panicked, not daring to touch her.

In desperation, Peng Quhui then returned to Huai Ren Medical Hall, but in the end, Xian Jingzheng also sent him away.

He had been running around the entire Liiu Yuan City for the entire day, and it wasn’t until evening that Peng Quhui still did not want to give up and stepped into Lin Tian’s Changsheng Medical Hall.

Unexpectedly, in just half an hour, his wife had recovered to her former self.

“Ziyi!”

Peng Quhui wept with joy, uttering a cry and rushing forward to hold Muuu Ziyi in his arms, clasping her tightly with his hands as if afraid to lose her again.

“Ahui, there are others here! Besides, Doctor Lin saved me, we should first thank him!”

Muuu Ziyi’s pale face showed a tinge of red as she gently reminded him in a low voice.

“Ah… right, right, right…”

Peng Quhui came to his senses, hurriedly pulling Muuu Ziyi towards Lin Tian, and with a thud, both husband and wife knelt down.

“Divine Doctor, thank you, thank you…”

An emotional Peng Quhui knelt and kowtowed repeatedly. To him, this was an irrepayable life-saving grace, and kneeling was surely appropriate.

Muuu Ziyi followed suit, bowing her head in gratitude continuously.

“All right, all right, it’s the duty of a doctor to treat the sick and save lives, it’s not that serious!”

Having accepted the couple’s kneeling, Lin Tian then motioned with his hands and said: “Get up, if she’s better, you can leave now, I’m about to close up shop!”

“Okay, okay… then I will prepare a banquet for the Divine Doctor now to express my deep gratitude!”

Peng Quhui promptly agreed, and speaking up, he asked: “Divine Doctor, how much do you charge for the medical fees? Is a hundred million yuan enough?”

One hundred million!

Zhou Yadong and Leng Caiwei, standing nearby, were both startled; that medical fee was sky-high.

“No wonder Master said before that those people could take it or leave it. Now, just for treating one patient, he’s made one hundred million! That’s more money than others make in decades of running a medical hall!”

Zhou Yadong couldn’t help but mutter under his breath.

Hearing this, Leng Caiwei nodded in agreement.

However, Lin Tian shook his head and said, “One hundred million? Your wife’s illness took quite some effort from me, but…”

Yet, before Lin Tian could finish, Peng Quhui interrupted him, hastily saying, “Divine Doctor, is one hundred million not enough? Then two hundred million, or even, I’m willing to transfer half of the shares of Nanyang Group to you!”

“Can’t you let me finish my sentence? I was saying, your wife’s illness did not take much effort for me, just pay ten thousand yuan and that’ll be fine! Then you can leave; I need to get going urgently!”

Lin Tian slightly furrowed his brows and said, “Hurry up with the payment, and then depart! Don’t delay me!”

Pff~

Zhou Yadong and Leng Caiwei nearly spat blood.

You don’t want one hundred million, but insist on only ten thousand, and then you’re eager to send the patients away!

Both of them stood there, stunned, looking at Lin Tian, and thought to themselves that this Master was indeed very individualistic.

“This… this… I… I…”

Peng Quhui and his wife were also baffled, tripping over their words, unsure what to do, thinking that Lin Tian was angry.

“No nonsense, pay and leave!”

Lin Tian became somewhat puzzled and commanded in a stern voice.

“Alright, alright…”

At this moment, Peng Quhui finally figured out Lin Tian’s temperament—a truly unique character who saw wealth as nothing but dirt.

He hurriedly made the payment of ten thousand yuan and left with his wife.

But in his heart, he had already decided to properly repay Lin Tian in the future.

After closing the door, Zhou Yadong and Leng Caiwei returned to the school, and Lin Tian also went back to Que Mountain Villa.

But the moment Lin Tian entered his home and turned on the light, he was startled.

Because Yan Yanxin was sitting alone on the sofa, her expression somewhat vacant.

“Why are you sitting here alone? Everything okay?”

Lin Tian stepped forward and asked with concern.

“It’s fine, don’t worry, I’ve already forgotten about it!”

Seeing Lin Tian come back, Yan Yanxin, her face a bit tense, shook her lips and said, “I was just thinking… about how to approach my dad when I take you home in a few days. If my mom finds out, she will definitely jump out and object!”

“It’s just a visit home, what’s the big deal!”

Lin Tian, not catching the subtext in Yan Yanxin’s words, immediately laughed and said, “When the time comes, I’ll convince your mom. I’ll cook something for you, then you should rest early!”

Seeing that Yan Yanxin was fine, Lin Tian quietly heaved a sigh of relief and got up to prepare dinner.

Soon after dinner, they sat for a while, and then they both went back to their rooms to rest.

The next day.

Just as Lin Tian got up, his phone started ringing.

“Master, Master… there’s so many people… we can’t handle it… what should we do?”

On the phone, Leng Caiwei’s voice was full of excitement and urgency.

Lin Tian listened, confused, and pressed for details: “What’s the matter? Speak clearly!”

“It’s… it’s because you saved Mu Ziyi last night, it seems like Peng Quhui has spread the word about our medical hall, and now many people are coming in for treatment…”

Leng Caiwei excitedly explained, “There are so many people now, the queue even extends outside, all rushing to get treated. But we’ve just opened! And Peng Quhui and his wife are here too. Master, can you come over?”

“Well… wait a bit, I’ll be there right away!”

Originally Lin Tian didn’t plan on going there today, feeling Zhou Yadong and Leng Caiwei were enough to handle it.

But unexpectedly, Peng Quhui had spread the word, faster than Yan Yanxin’s massive publicity.

With so many people seeking treatment, Zhou Yadong and Leng Caiwei would have a hard time coping; he needed to go there after all.

After informing Yan Yanxin, he hurriedly left the house.

But upon arriving at the medical hall, he discovered that Xian Jingzheng was there too, and at that moment, he was sneering at Peng Quhui, saying, “I bet you two are shills for this medical hall, pretending to have incurable diseases and then pretending to be cured by their doctors! Hmph, I’ve seen plenty of such low tricks used to promote a reputation…”

These words cast doubt among the group of people waiting in line.

Seeing this situation, Lin Tian’s expression darkened, and he stepped forward and walked in.