Volume One, Chapter 49: Five Million? This Is Like Winning the Lottery!
“Xiao Xu, don’t mention my affairs in front of President Qi!”
Lin Manru rushed over and whispered softly into Lin Xiaoxu’s ear. She had anticipated that Lin Xiaoxu might bring up how Cao Wanjin had bullied her in front of Qi Xiangfu, so she stopped him just in time.
Though Qi Xiangfu was the general manager of the Sheraton Grand Hotel, he had countless employees under him and couldn’t possibly manage each one personally. Moreover, Cao Wanjin was slippery by nature—someone who spoke differently to different people, cunning and two-faced, adept at adapting to circumstances.
In front of Qi Xiangfu, Cao Wanjin always maintained the image of a polite and diligent employee.
For Lin Xiaoxu to suddenly accuse Cao Wanjin of such despicable deeds without any evidence, especially in front of Qi Xiangfu, would put the latter in a difficult position and shatter the heroic image Lin Xiaoxu had painstakingly built before the other executives.
It wasn’t worth it, all for that scoundrel Cao Wanjin.
That was why Lin Manru insisted on stopping Lin Xiaoxu.
Lin Xiaoxu knew it was abrupt and improper to mention Cao Wanjin’s misdeeds out of the blue in front of Qi Xiangfu.
Instead, he smiled at Qi Xiangfu and said, “President Qi, I just thought you seemed to have some underlying ailment, so I glanced a few more times. I meant no offense; please don’t take it to heart.”
Qi Xiangfu’s expression changed instantly!
They had only met half an hour ago, and this was the first time Zhu Liu had met Lin Xiaoxu in person. Song Qingxin had no idea about any hidden illness Qi Xiangfu might have. So how did Lin Xiaoxu know about it?
“Could you be a miracle doctor?” Qi Xiangfu thought. Traditional Chinese medicine involves observation, smelling, questioning, and pulse-taking, but Lin Xiaoxu seemed to have detected his ailment just by looking. He must be a hidden prodigy!
“Miracle doctor?” Zhu Liu was equally astonished and scrutinized Lin Xiaoxu once more.
“Lin, though barely in his early twenties, has such profound medical skills? I, Old Liu, am truly impressed and sincerely admire him!”
Had this been someone else, Zhu Liu might have harbored doubts, as traditional Chinese medicine relies heavily on accumulated experience, and experienced doctors are usually older. The term ‘venerable doctor’ reflects this.
What made Zhu Liu trust Lin Xiaoxu wasn’t just that he exposed Li Donghai’s deceit or that the guava he cultivated cured his son’s cough, but that Lin Xiaoxu could instantly identify wild ginseng that was nearly perfect in its natural state.
Moreover, his master had taught him to always remember: “There is no senior or junior in learning; the accomplished are teachers.” Learning should not be judged by age or duration but by the level attained. One must be humble and brave enough to seek guidance to progress.
Truly, a hidden dragon resides deep in the mountain.
Song Qingxin and Lin Manru simultaneously looked up at Lin Xiaoxu, both wearing expressions of admiration and reverence.
Lin Xiaoxu’s impression of Qi Xiangfu and Zhu Liu grew considerably—not because they had lavishly praised him, but because of their humility and courtesy despite their lofty status.
Most admirable was how both men, already of exalted rank, still treated juniors with respect and humility, showing their genuinely noble characters.
“I wonder under which school Lin studied?” Zhu Liu asked eagerly.
“I was admitted to a medical university four years ago and learned my skills there. However, due to certain reasons, I dropped out midway. Now, I’m a fruit farmer in Taoyuan Village,” Lin Xiaoxu replied calmly.
“Taoyuan Village?” Qi Xiangfu and Zhu Liu exchanged glances. That village was notoriously the poorest in Jin County!
“Please, Divine Doctor Lin, treat my hidden ailment. I am willing to offer five million yuan as your fee.”
In front of everyone, Qi Xiangfu knelt down on both knees to Lin Xiaoxu!
This showed how much pain his ailment had brought him, to the point that he disregarded his noble status as the Sheraton Grand Hotel’s general manager and begged Lin Xiaoxu for treatment.
In truth, Qi Xiangfu was uncertain, given Lin Xiaoxu’s youth, but he was unwilling to give up any chance to be cured—he longed to be a normal man.
Five million yuan? That was like winning the lottery, and tax-free at that!
Qi Xiangfu’s generosity made Lin Xiaoxu inwardly gleeful.
“Mr. Qi, please rise.”
Lin Xiaoxu helped Qi Xiangfu up and, as his fingers brushed the man’s wrist, naturally took his pulse.
He chuckled inwardly. “It’s just a case of male impotence—nothing serious.”
“I have three types of patients I refuse to treat: those without virtue, those without righteousness, and those without trust. Mr. Qi, you are none of these, so I am willing to treat you.”
“I am deeply grateful!” Qi Xiangfu shed tears of emotion.
Zhu Liu was equally moved.
In public, he was eager to witness Lin Xiaoxu’s medical skills firsthand.
In private, he hoped his old friend Qi Xiangfu’s ailment could be cured by Lin Xiaoxu.
Zhu Liu promptly invited Qi Xiangfu and Lin Xiaoxu to his study at the Jishitang clinic.
Meanwhile, Song Qingxin and Lin Manru were led by Uncle Arong to rest in the backyard lounge.
A few minutes later, Uncle Arong personally brought hot tea and some light snacks. “Ladies, please have some tea and enjoy the treats.”
After Uncle Arong left, only Song Qingxin and Lin Manru remained in the lounge. They had met for the first time because of Lin Xiaoxu but had not yet introduced themselves or learned each other’s real names.
Lin Manru had just heard that the guavas Lin Xiaoxu grew were sold to her, so she guessed this must be Song Qingxin, the owner of Qingxin Fruit Shop.
Song Qingxin, however, knew nothing about the girl sitting across from her. When their eyes met, they broke away as if shocked, only to find their gazes drawn back together moments later, as if compelled by some unseen force.
The atmosphere was awkward yet amusing, and soon both women burst into laughter.
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