Xie Anxiang praised: "What young friend Chen said earlier was truly thought-provoking. To be honest, even I held prejudices against traditional Chinese medicine. If not for your profound medical skills and for curing my terminal illness, I probably would have continued misunderstanding it. I am truly ashamed."
Chen Feiyu shook his head and said, "Every trade has its masters. With your limited level of understanding, it's only natural you couldn't see it."
Everyone broke out in a cold sweat. This kid really spoke his mind straight, without a shred of polite flattery.
Xie Anxiang gave a dry chuckle and said, "What young friend Chen says is entirely correct. By the way, regarding my terminal illness, exactly what percentage of certainty do you have that you can cure it?"
This was the question everyone cared about most, and they immediately looked over with tense anticipation.
After a brief moment of thought, Chen Feiyu held up two fingers.
Twenty percent?
Everyone secretly sighed.
Xie Anxiang felt a slight pang of disappointment in his heart, but immediately smiled and said, "Even if there's only a twenty percent chance, it's still better than having no hope at all."
Chen Feiyu looked at him with a strange expression and said, "Who said twenty percent? I meant that within two weeks, I can have you completely recovered."
"What? It only takes two weeks?" Xie Anxiang said excitedly, his fingers trembling slightly.
Not just him, but the entire Xie family was stirred into a state of boiling excitement.
Xie Anxiang was the main pillar of the Xie family; as long as he was around, the Xie family would never fall.
Right now, Xie Yongguo looked at Chen Feiyu with a gaze that began to burn with intense gratitude.
Chen Feiyu secretly shook his head and whispered, "So excited just over two weeks? If not for the sake of safety, I could cure you in three days."
Fortunately, he spoke in a low voice so no one else heard, otherwise, it would have shocked them all over again.
After chatting a little longer, because Xie Anxiang's body had not yet recovered, everyone except Chen Feiyu left, with only Xie Yongguo, Xie Xingxuan, Uncle Zhong, and Han Muqing staying behind.
Xie Anxiang cast a glance at Xie Yongguo, who instantly understood. He took out a black bank card and said to Chen Feiyu, "Doctor Chen, this card has one million in it as an initial payment. Once my father's condition has completely recovered, there will be additional remuneration presented to you."
Chen Feiyu stood on no ceremony, accepting it with a clear conscience. He never expected that just one week after coming down the mountain, he would have made a million. It was simply wonderful.
He was blooming with joy inside, but on the surface, he maintained an aura of calm detachment and said, "In that case, I won't stand on ceremony."
Xie Anxiang praised admiringly, "Young friend Chen is young, yet not only are your medical skills brilliant, but you are also completely unfazed by praise or insult. I truly wonder what kind of master cultivated such a person."
"You flatter me, you flatter me," Chen Feiyu chuckled awkwardly.
Han Muqing was also happy for Chen Feiyu.
Suddenly, Xie Anxiang continued, "Muqing has a discerning eye and has accomplished a great feat. I remember you are the manager of the Mingji Trade Building? From now on, you will be the president."
The Mingji Trade Building was precisely the shopping mall Chen Feiyu had visited earlier, and it was also one of the Xie family's subsidiary properties.
Joy fell upon Han Muqing like a bolt from the blue, and she said excitedly, "Thank you, Elder and Patriarch. I will definitely live up to the Patriarch's trust."
Xie Anxiang smiled and said, "You should thank young friend Chen instead."
What he said was true; the only reason Han Muqing was able to become president was entirely for Chen Feiyu's sake.
"Yes, yes, yes. The Elder's advice is correct. I will properly repay him," Han Muqing looked at Chen Feiyu with gratitude.
When she originally brought Chen Feiyu over, she had merely been holding onto a try-anything attitude. Never did she expect that Chen Feiyu would actually work a miraculous recovery and cure the Elder.
She, too, was blessed by Chen Feiyu's fortune and smoothly appointed CEO of the Mingji Trade Building.
Originally, according to her estimates, it would have taken her at least another ten years to sit in the president's chair; yet now, within a mere single day, she had gone from manager to president.
Her gratitude to Chen Feiyu could well be imagined.
"Could it be that Chen Feiyu is my lucky star?"
Han Muqing suddenly recalled the scene of herself embracing Chen Feiyu earlier, and shyness welled up in her heart.
After arranging the time for the next treatment, Chen Feiyu rose to take his leave.
"Xingxuan, you go along to see young friend Chen off as well."
Suddenly, Xie Anxiang spoke.
Xie Xingxuan was secretly surprised, but seeing the look her grandfather threw her way, she said nothing, stood up with a smile, and went to see Chen Feiyu off.
Han Muqing was also exceedingly surprised.
The upper-crust society of Mingji City all knew that the person Elder Xie doted on most was Xie Xingxuan.
Now that Elder Xie had specifically named Xie Xingxuan to see Chen Feiyu off, it was clear how much importance the Xie family attached to Chen Feiyu.
Chen Feiyu smiled; having a beauty see him off made him happy inside.
However, as he was preparing to leave, he suddenly turned around, sized up Uncle Zhong, and said, "You have been injured and carry hidden ailments in your body. Am I right?"
A sharp glint instantly flashed in Uncle Zhong's eyes before he reined it in, asking in surprise, "How did you know?"
Three years ago, rivals sent assassins to murder Xie Anxiang. He fought to the death to kill them, but sustained injuries himself that had never healed properly. Whenever it rained, his body would ache dully—a matter he had never told a soul. He never expected Chen Feiyu to see right through it.
Chen Feiyu smiled and said, "Don't forget, I am a doctor. Well hidden though you may be, you can't fool my eyes. Rest assured, your hidden ailments can be cured by me. However, conditions aren't right at the moment; when the time is right, I will treat you."
Overjoyed, Uncle Zhong stood up and said excitedly, "In that case, many thanks."
Chen Feiyu smiled and nodded.
Suddenly, Xie Yongguo also asked expectantly, "Lately I've felt my physical strength slipping a bit. Why don't you help take a look at me? Do I have any chronic illnesses on me?"
After witnessing what happened with Xie Anxiang and Uncle Zhong, Xie Yongguo now had absolute trust in Chen Feiyu's medical skills.
Chen Feiyu looked him up and down, a strange expression suddenly appearing on his face as he blurted out, "You have kidney deficiency."
A strange look washed over everyone simultaneously.
Han Muqing and Xie Xingxuan's pretty faces turned slightly red, and they secretly spat a silent curse.
Xie Yongguo, the current head of the Xie family, wore an awkward expression, nearly petrified on the spot.
"This..." Xie Yongguo's expression was awkward, his rare old face blushing.
What Chen Feiyu said was indeed true; in recent years, he had felt a distinct drop in his physical stamina and staying power, to the point where even his visits to his outside mistress had grown fewer.
Recalling the plump, alluring mistress's resentful gaze, Xie Yongguo felt both hot and helpless in his heart.
Yet having such a matter spoken of aloud in front of everyone was thoroughly embarrassing.
Chen Feiyu smiled and said, "No matter, I have a formula here called the Essence-Consolidating Pill. I guarantee you'll be full of vigor afterward—one pill lasts for three years. However, I don't have the herbs on hand, so I can't concoct it for the moment."
Overjoyed, Xie Yongguo tossed all embarrassment to the winds and hastily said, "Herbs are not a problem. Just tell me what herbs you need, and our Xie family will procure all of them, guaranteed to be top-grade."
After a brief moment of thought, Chen Feiyu took pen and paper and wrote down all the herbs he needed.
Naturally, not just for the Essence-Consolidating Pill, but many other herbs for various purposes as well. Since the Xie family was willing to play the fool footing the bill, Chen Feiyu naturally had no objections.
"Rest assured, Mr. Chen. The next time you come to treat the Elder, I guarantee every single one of these herbs will be placed right before your eyes," Xie Yongguo promised repeatedly.
Being able to guarantee a man's martial vigor was something countless people dreamed of; now that Chen Feiyu could help him realize that dream, Xie Yongguo couldn't be more excited.
Xie Xingxuan's face was flushed with shame; having such a father felt truly disgraceful.
Han Muqing turned her head away in embarrassment.
After taking their leave, Xie Anxiang sat on his hospital bed looking in high spirits as he said, "Yongguo, young friend Chen is an extraordinary person. You must find a way to get on good terms with him."
Xie Yongguo first acknowledged the order, then asked doubtfully, "Dad, even if Chen Feiyu really has miraculous medical skills, given our Xie family's power and status, is there really any need to value him to this extent?"
Xie Anxiang sighed and said, "Yongguo, you are good at everything—you have power, understand methods, and can stir up storms in the business world with few rivals. Coupled with your second brother being a major general in the military, with the two of you covering commerce and military respectively, the Xie family can be considered stable.
Yet your sole shortcoming lies in recognizing and employing people; you fall short by more than just a little. Zeng Guofan said that those who are bad at employing people are mediocre people. This is also what I worry about most."
Those who are bad at employing people are mediocre people!
This was already a severe reprimand.
Xie Yongguo said shamefacedly, "Dad's lesson is right."
Xie Anxiang continued, "Young friend Chen is young, yet his medical skills are profound, and he can even cure terminal illnesses. What does this indicate? It shows that his future growth is limitless, and he might even become a divine doctor comparable to Bian Que.
For a talent like this, if our Xie family cannot be on good terms with him, it's equivalent to pushing him toward other families. Think about it—if other great families were to secure a divine doctor like Chen Feiyu, as long as those old codgers of theirs haven't died, they could be brought back to life. How terrifying a prospect is that? And what kind of threat would it pose to the Xie family? Can't you even see something this basic?"
By the end, Xie Anxiang's tone had gradually grown stern.
Though the Xie family was at the height of its power in recent years, both father and son knew that in Mingji City alone, there were at least three or four great families who had long looked upon the Xie family with displeasure. The undercurrents were turbulent, and a single misstep could overturn the mighty Xie family overnight.
Realizing the gravity of the situation, Xie Yongguo broke out in a cold sweat and said earnestly, "Dad, rest assured, I will definitely get on good terms with Chen Feiyu."
Xie Anxiang nodded in satisfaction.
Suddenly, Uncle Zhong spoke up, "Chen Feiyu is far more than just a divine doctor. If I'm not mistaken, Chen Feiyu is also a martial artist, and his cultivation is not low."
"What?"
This time, not only Xie Yongguo, but even Xie Anxiang was utterly shocked.
Xie Anxiang abruptly sat straight up in the upper half of his bed and immediately asked, "Brother Zhong, is this true?"
"As true as can be," Uncle Zhong nodded, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes as he recounted the incident where Qi Weidong provoked Chen Feiyu and was thoroughly thrashed by him. He concluded, "When Chen Feiyu appeared before Qi Weidong, even I couldn't clearly see his movements. Therefore, I dare be certain that Chen Feiyu is a martial artist, and his cultivation is definitely not below mine."
In the eyes of Xie Anxiang and his son, disbelief arose.
As members of the upper-crust society, they naturally knew much more than ordinary citizens.
The ancient martial lineage consisted of cultivation methods passed down from antiquity. With numerous sects in Huaxia, mastering them allowed one to break human limits and become a match for ten thousand men.
Even in modern society, the role of martial cultivators remained immense.
Among them, ancient martial realms were categorized into: Foundation Establishment, Body Tempering, Qi Combination, Netherworld Access, Grandmaster, Legendary, and Xiantian.
Reaching the "Netherworld Access" realm already made one a top-tier expert capable of standing against a hundred.
A Grandmaster was a rare sight indeed out of thousands or tens of thousands of people.
Regardless of where a Grandmaster went, they commanded a revered status, and even the state treated them with courtesy.
As for the Legendary realm, it was an already transcendent existence; no news of Legendary cultivators had been heard in the world for nearly a century.
As for the Xiantian realm, it was an immortal realm of legends, and to this day, no one had ever been heard of successfully cultivating to Xiantian.
Uncle Zhong was a mid-stage "Netherworld Access" expert. Over the years, with his sole strength, he had blocked wave after wave of assassinations for the Xie family, saving them from ruin more than once.
If what Uncle Zhong said was true, and Chen Feiyu at such a young age was already a mid-stage "Netherworld Access" expert, his future achievements would truly be limitless. He might even reach the Legendary realm—to say nothing of the fact that Chen Feiyu also possessed the identity of a divine doctor!
This young man would undoubtedly soar like a dragon into the skies in the future!
A mixture of shock and excitement washed over Xie Anxiang as he burst into hearty laughter, his older heart deeply comforted. "Chen Feiyu is truly a heaven-defying talent. Fortunately, our Xie family was the first to make contact with him, securing proximity to the water to get the moonlight first. Heaven truly blesses the Xie family!
Yongguo, pass down the order later—no, pass it down right now: from now on, Chen Feiyu is an honored guest of the Xie family. Everyone in the Xie family, high and low, must treat him with ritual courtesy and must not offend him. Violators will be dealt with according to family law!
Additionally, Han Muqing has a closer relationship with Chen Feiyu. From now on, Han Muqing's treatment shall be elevated; she may participate in the Xie family's core strategic decision-making meetings, and she shall be specifically tasked with receiving Chen Feiyu."
"Dad, rest assured, I will issue the order right away," Xie Yongguo's heart was filled with profound shock. From now on, Chen Feiyu could probably really walk sideways through Mingji City.
Setting aside Xie Anxiang's excitement, Chen Feiyu was currently seated inside Xie Xingxuan's Bugatti Veyron. With Xie Xingxuan driving personally and Han Muqing accompanying them, if word of this got out, it would be enough to arouse the envy, jealousy, and hatred of every man in Mingji City.
In less than a day, she had become the president of the Mingji Trade Building. Han Muqing felt as though she were living in a dream, and all of it was because of Chen Feiyu.
Thinking of this, her heart filled with gratitude, and even the way she looked at Chen Feiyu changed.
Of course, she did not yet know that Xie Anxiang had already made the decision to let her participate in the Xie family's core decision-making in the future, elevating her status another tier. If she knew, her gratitude toward Chen Feiyu would undoubtedly be even greater.
While driving, Xie Xingxuan secretly sized up Chen Feiyu.
So young, yet possessing miraculous medical skills and profound knowledge; facing an overlord figure like Xie Anxiang, he remained neither humble nor pushy, exhibiting an extraordinary bearing.
All of this filled Xie Xingxuan with curiosity and doubt.
With her gaze rippling, she parted her smooth lips and asked, "Mr. Chen, with such brilliant medical skills, where are you currently employed? The Mingji Central Hospital?"
Chen Feiyu shook his head and said, "No."
"A provincial Grade 3-A hospital?"
"Also no."
Xie Xingxuan was slightly surprised, but then her expression cleared as she smiled and said, "I know then, it must be the Capital Central Hospital. With medical skills as brilliant as yours, only the Capital Central Hospital would match your status."
"No, none of those," Chen Feiyu continued to shake his head.
Xie Xingxuan grew even more curious, wondering inwardly if he worked at some major hospital abroad.
Chen Feiyu smiled and said, "I'm a waiter, working at a snack bar."
Xie Xingxuan froze, then burst into a giggle, shot him a coquettish glare, and said, "Mr. Chen, you really know how to joke. With medical skills as formidable as yours, how could you possibly be a waiter?"
Chen Feiyu was speechless. Why wouldn't this young lady believe him when he spoke the truth?
Han Muqing said awkwardly, "Ms. Xie, what he said is true. He really does work as a waiter at a snack shop."
Xie Xingxuan was dumbfounded, feeling as if she had heard a fantastical myth.
A Chen Feiyu with unfathomable medical skills and an infinite future was actually a waiter?
Her grandfather's terminal brain cancer, a fatal condition that had baffled even the country's top experts, had actually been cured by a snack shop waiter?
Had this world already grown this crazy?
Ultimately, it wasn't until she saw Chen Feiyu step out of the car outside the snack shop that Xie Xingxuan managed to bitterly accept this reality.
Xie Xingxuan and Han Muqing got out of the car to see him off.
The two women were top-tier goddesses in their own right, possessed of elegant and noble bearing—one alluring and captivating, the other bright and moving—like a pair of twin lotus flowers, each excelling in her own way.
Immediately, they attracted the gazes of passersby.
Naturally, those onlookers were also curious as to who could possibly be keeping company with two beauties. When they saw Chen Feiyu, they subconsciously assumed he was a kept gigolo, and their eyes filled with jealousy and disdain.
Han Muqing said with sincere gratitude, "Feiyu, thank you."
If not for Chen Feiyu, she could never have received Xie Anxiang's exceptional promotion.
Chen Feiyu looked her up and down, then his eyes rolled as he teased, "Oh? Sister Qing, how do you plan to thank me then?"
Han Muqing's pretty face blushed slightly. Suddenly, she cast a coquettish, reproachful glance at him, stepped forward, and embraced Chen Feiyu right in broad daylight. At the same time, her breath blew like orchids near his ear as she whispered with a sweet laugh, "Bad boy, does Big Sister's way of thanking you make your heart beat fast and leave you intoxicated?"
Many people nearby felt their hearts shatter, each glaring at Chen Feiyu with eyes full of fury. If looks could kill, Chen Feiyu would probably have been hacked into pieces.
With such an alluring beauty held in his arms, and her faint fragrance wafting into his nose, Chen Feiyu couldn't help his heart from stirring, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He was never a pure-hearted sort to begin with; otherwise, he wouldn't have teased female officer Liu Shengnan into becoming his minor wife upon their very first meeting.
Now that a beauty was in his arms, Chen Feiyu didn't stand on ceremony. He prepared to wrap his arms around Han Muqing in return and take advantage of the situation first.
To his surprise, Han Muqing seemed to have anticipated his move. Before Chen Feiyu could loop his arms around her waist, she had already stepped back, giggling, "Bad boy, you're not behaving, see you next time."
With that, blushing fiercely, she hid inside the car, her face burning hot.
Xie Xingxuan had watched the whole scene in a daze from the side.
Her understanding of Han Muqing was profound. Although Han Muqing appeared mature and open on the outside, she was actually extremely conservative and had never had intimate contact with any man—even her own older brother had never succeeded in courting her despite years of pursuit.
Never had she imagined that Han Muqing would take the initiative to throw herself into a man's arms. If her brother found out, he would probably commit murder!
Suddenly, Chen Feiyu's gaze shifted to Xie Xingxuan, and a playful smile crept onto his face.
"You... what are you looking at me for?" For reasons unknown, Xie Xingxuan, who usually faced government officials with calm ease, suddenly felt a bit nervous.
Chen Feiyu closed in on Xie Xingxuan and teased, "I cured your grandfather. How do you plan to repay me?"
"Didn't you already get a million?" Xie Xingxuan's breathing grew somewhat shallow.
Chen Feiyu suddenly reached out, pulled Xie Xingxuan into his embrace, and feeling the slight trembling of the delicate body within his arms, he chuckled softly, "A million—do you think that's enough?"
The surrounding onlookers' hearts shattered once more. This guy was openly playing two fields at once! Shameless, utterly shameless! Why did such a great thing never fall into their own laps?
Even Han Muqing was stunned. Chen Feiyu was far too bold; he actually dared to take advantage of the Xie family's princess in public.
Xie Xingxuan instantly blanked out, her mind going entirely white. By the time she regained her senses, Chen Feiyu had already released her and turned to walk toward the snack shop.
"Scumbag!" Xie Xingxuan angrily stomped her foot, let out a huff, and climbed back into the car. With a cold voice, she said, "Sister Qing, I don't want anyone else to know about this."
Han Muqing said awkwardly, "Rest assured, I know what to do."
"Hmph, next time I see him, I'll give him a piece of my mind!" Xie Xingxuan slammed her foot on the gas pedal and drove away.
At that exact moment, inside the Chaoran Group building, in the president's office.
Su Yingxue, dressed in a white suit skirt, appeared elegant and cold.