He paused in his tracks, then hurriedly turned back to look at Lu Yi, who was busy seeing patients. His eyes began to brighten. Suppressing the urge to strike up a conversation and build some goodwill with Lu Yi, he immediately said:
"Let's not disturb Doctor Lu while he's working. Come on, let's head back to the department first. Director Zhao, you continue to properly report on this feature of Traditional Chinese Medicine triage. Once you've drafted a written report, I'll submit it to the county and city authorities. This is a significant breakthrough in our county's medical and healthcare reform! This is a real political achievement!"
Being held up as a model?
Zhao Jinliang was overjoyed. He quickly replied, "Don't worry, I will make sure to write this report well!"
Security Department Chief Zheng Wen nodded in satisfaction.
The expressions of Feng Yigu and the other five community hospital directors turned sour. Because of the Traditional Chinese Medicine department, Zhao Jinliang had clearly moved a step closer to the position of Deputy Chief of the Security Department than them.
This was not a good sign!
Watching Qin Yi and the Security Department Chief leave, the attending physicians from the floors above stood by the windows, their hearts churning with waves that would not settle for a long time.
The head of the Security Department had come.
The wealthiest person had come.
The banners had come.
The Traditional Chinese Medicine department was about to take off!
And they had just offended Lu Yi...
...
"The wealthiest person, Qin Yi, sent a banner to the doctor at the Qingyun Street Community Hospital’s Traditional Chinese Medicine Department!"
A shocking piece of news instantly exploded in every WeChat group for doctors in Qingshan County, and it came with pictures as proof!
"Holy crap, is this for real? Since when did such a badass TCM expert come to Qingyun Community Hospital?"
"Wow, so young and handsome! He doesn't look like someone with great medical skills at all! Does anyone have his contact info? Private message me, I want to exchange some ideas with him."
"Message me too!"
...
Qingyun Street Community Hospital’s Traditional Chinese Medicine Department?
Isn't that the unruly young man I ran into at Lin Chuqing's place yesterday?
In the fifth consulting room of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department at the Qingshan County People’s Hospital, Zhou Wenxuan saw the news in the group, followed by photos of patients lined up waiting for Lu Yi, and his expression shifted violently.
The wealthiest person actually sent him a banner?
Does he deserve it?
Is he just relying on his looks?
Zhou Wenxuan’s expression was dark and uncertain. As a leading young TCM practitioner in Qingshan County, he suddenly felt an anger as if an honor that belonged to him had been snatched away.
Recalling how he had been outshined in front of Lin Chuqing yesterday, the fire of resentment in his heart flared up. His face fluctuated between shades of rage.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he let out a cold, sinister laugh.
"I'm going to help you make a fortune!"
He immediately found the contact for "Pharmaceutical Sales Li Baikang" on his phone and dialed.
"I'm giving you a new lead for drug sales. Qingyun Street Community Hospital, Traditional Chinese Medicine Department. The patients are currently queuing for tens of meters to see him, and the daily volume of medication is huge."
"Don't forget me when you close the deal with the doctor there. As a return favor, you need to raise my commission rate—at least another 2%."
Hearing the reply "No problem," Zhou Wenxuan hung up the phone, smiling happily.
How effective is TCM treatment? Medical skills, prescriptions, and herbal medicine—none can be missing!
If the herbal medicine is no good, even if your diagnostic skills are brilliant and your prescriptions are accurate, it’s useless!
Hospital medications are sourced from various drug agents. Regardless of which drug a doctor prescribes, the agent provides a corresponding commission; the more they prescribe, the more they get.
For the same type of medication, Li Baikang offers the highest commission—30%—but the quality of the medicine is extremely mediocre.
Lu Yi, I'm handing you a path to wealth.
Now you have two roads in front of you.
Either you fall in with us, and your treatment results will suffer.
Or you offend Li Baikang—a man who plays both sides of the law—ha!
...
At twelve noon, the community hospital finished its morning shift, and Lu Yi ended his morning clinic.
But the line of patients did not disperse.
Nonsense!
They weren't stupid. If they hadn't known about Lu Yi's skills before, they would have gone home to eat, but after seeing the wealthiest person come in person to present a banner, they wouldn't leave even if beaten.
They would wait until noon the next day if they had to!
Lu Yi had just returned to his office to change his clothes when he saw an unfamiliar message appear on his phone.
"Doctor Lu, let's be friends! The pharmacy in your hospital stocks the following drugs. 25% kickback, settled weekly."
Below was a long list of traditional Chinese medicines, their functions, and their prices.
At the very bottom was one sentence:
Happy to work with you! Yunkang Pharmaceutical Qingshan County Sales Manager, Li Baikang!
Chapter 18: Refusing to Give Face!
Yunkang Pharmaceutical?
"Trash."
Lu Yi memorized all the names of the drugs, deleted the message, and turned to head out.
He had heard of this company during his internship in medical school.
The company was huge, with revenue entirely dependent on sales reps.
To maintain massive profits, they kept production costs very low, resulting in poor quality. Many of their medicines were effectively useless!
It was eight in the evening.
Lu Yi only finished seeing all his patients after working overtime.
"Are you off work?"
Lin Chuqing messaged him on WeChat.
She had contacted him that afternoon to pick him up after work so he could treat her aunt, Qin Yi.
"Off work," Lu Yi replied from his office.
"Location. I'll be there in ten minutes," Lin Chuqing asked.
"At the entrance of the community hospital."
After sending the message, Lu Yi changed his clothes, turned off the lights, went downstairs, and walked out of the lobby.
An occasional cricket chirp echoed through the hospital courtyard.
The noise and heat of the day were gone.
In the distance, threads of true qi representing the patients he had healed flew through the air and entered his body.
Today was the last day of the triage pilot. Tomorrow, he would see the results of the publicity!
Lu Yi stepped out of the hospital and stood by the sidewalk.
"BOOM!"
A roar came from the distance.
Six small sports cars in yellow, green, and blue switched on their high beams and screeched toward him, engines revving.
They formed a line, then wove in and out of two lanes, even performing a stunt by driving in an S-pattern.
The sports cars screeched to a halt around Lu Yi, instantly surrounding him on the sidewalk.
Before Lu Yi could react, another roar came from the distance.
A dozen black motorcycles rumbled up and stopped in perfect formation outside the sports cars. The riders, all dressed in black leather jackets and pants, sat on their bikes, staring coldly at Lu Yi.
At that moment, a man of about forty with long hair, dressed in pure black shiny leather, black leather half-gloves, and black leather boots, rode a cool Harley-Davidson into the circle.
*Harley X48,* Lu Yi thought to himself.
The man drifted his bike to a stop, tossed his hair, and shot a cold glare at Lu Yi.
He was momentarily surprised.
The man was even more handsome than his photoshopped pictures.
He would have made a hell of a drug rep!
"Are you Lu Yi?"
The man dismounted and stood two meters away, looking at Lu Yi coldly. "Let me introduce myself. Li Baikang from Yunkang Pharmaceutical. Did you get my text at noon?"
Lu Yi nodded. Looking at the flashy sports cars, he asked skeptically, "Aren't you a drug rep? Why the side job in wedding planning?"
Li Baikang: "..." *Wedding planning, my ass!*
"This is my high-octane sports car brigade!"
"Since you got the message, you really aren't giving me any face, are you!"
Li Baikang stared him down. "Thirty thousand yuan in drug sales from this afternoon to tonight. You didn't open a single box from the list I gave you. Do you have an explanation for me?"
Five hundred patients. Sixty thousand yuan in turnover.
When he heard that performance figure this afternoon, he was stunned.
*Is this guy a machine? Five hundred people in a day! Sixty thousand in turnover!*
If they had all prescribed the drugs he represented, he would have made twenty thousand in kickbacks from the company!
Twenty thousand in one day—that was enough money for him to put on the biggest show of force to intimidate this clueless brat.
"No time," Lu Yi said, checking the time on his phone.
Li Baikang's expression darkened instantly.
In the forty years he had lived in this county, the last person who had refused to give him face like this was his high school homeroom teacher, who had made him call his parents.
"Buddy, having more friends makes the road easier to travel!"
Li Baikang said coldly, "I'll give you one chance to choose: either you take the initiative to be friends with us, or we'll choose to be 'friends' with you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the cars and motorcycles around them roared in unison, filling the street with deafening noise!
"What's the difference?"
Lu Yi glanced at the motorcycles. The noise was a bit of a nuisance at this hour.
"The difference is that in the second case, we'll become friends based on the principle of 'striking up a friendship through a fight'."
Li Baikang emphasized the word "fight." "If you're smart, you'll choose the first option. From now on, just prescribe the drugs on my list."
"That works too," Lu Yi nodded. "But you should switch pharmaceutical agencies. Your drug quality is too low. I don't befriend people who harm my patients."
Switch agencies?
Li Baikang was stunned, then flew into a rage: "So that's your choice, the second one!"
Accompanied by his roar, the horns blared even louder. Everyone stared at Lu Yi with hostility.
It was even more of a public nuisance now!
Lu Yi looked at the motorcycles with annoyance—they were all worth more than his own Haujue motorcycle—then turned to Li Baikang.
"Do you often have outbursts of rage? Get angry over everything? Curse people out over a disagreement? Often wake up between one and three in the morning?"
Li Baikang froze. "How did you know?"
"You have a serious liver disease," Lu Yi said solemnly.
"Your liver disease is the serious one," Li Baikang sneered. "I just had my semi-annual check-up yesterday. My liver is fine!"
"If you don't believe me, press this spot."
Lu Yi pointed to the midpoint on the inner side of the thigh. This was the *Ashi* point on the Liver Meridian. If there was severe liver disease—like liver cancer or cirrhosis—this spot would be extremely painful.
Li Baikang didn't want to bother with Lu Yi, but he suddenly remembered this guy's extraordinary medical skills—even the wealthiest person had sent him a banner.
He grabbed a short, sleazy-looking underling who had stepped out of a sports car. "You, press it."
The underling pressed the spot on his inner thigh and hurriedly said, "Boss, it doesn't hurt."
It doesn't hurt?
"You, press it," Li Baikang grabbed another underling.
"Boss, it doesn't hurt."
*You don't hurt either.*
*Then mine...*
Li Baikang reached out and tried pressing the spot Lu Yi had indicated.
"Hiss—"
A wave of sharp pain hit him, causing his face to go white instantly.
*I really have a liver disease?*
Li Baikang looked panicked. As a drug rep, he knew a little TCM. The inner thigh was indeed where the liver meridian ran!
The underling hadn't felt pain, but his was excruciating. Clearly, there was a problem!
The sleazy underling noticed Li Baikang’s strange behavior and quickly suggested, "Boss, maybe we should go get it checked out again."
"Not only do you need to get checked, but you should also get checked," Lu Yi said, pointing at the sleazy underling. "You have clubbed fingers, your lungs have a problem, and you often wake up between three and five in the morning."
The sleazy underling’s face changed.
Then Lu Yi pointed at a young man with dyed yellow hair who had gotten out of a sports car. "You have a problem too. Your eyelids are puffy, your kidneys have an issue."
The yellow-haired young man's face shifted dramatically.
"You have a problem too!"
"And you!"
Lu Yi went through the people around the cars and motorcycles one by one.
The scene fell into a dead silence.
Twenty-plus people stared at Lu Yi in shock.
"You guys... is everything he said correct?" Li Baikang asked, turning around in astonishment.
No one spoke. Everyone was either silent or nodding, except for the yellow-haired man with the kidney issues, who shook his head frantically.
Li Baikang ignored him. His expression grew increasingly grim. It was obvious Lu Yi was right!
"Gulp."
He swallowed hard, thinking of his underling's suggestion to get checked, and took a deep breath.
*Check, I must check!*
He turned back to Lu Yi, suppressing the shock in his heart, and said in a low voice:
"I didn't expect you to be so skilled. I'll give you one more chance: prescribe the drugs I provide, and I'll raise your kickback to 30%!"
Lu Yi didn't answer. Instead, he smiled brightly. "I can cure your illness, using the very drugs you represent."
"You want to kill me, you bastard!" Li Baikang roared.
Then, seeing Lu Yi's cold, mocking gaze, Li Baikang snapped back to reality, feeling a wave of embarrassment.
He remained outwardly cold, gritting his teeth: "Looks like you aren't going to agree. Refusing to give face! Let me tell you the truth: here in Qingshan County, I could beat you to death and still get away with it!"
"Oh," Lu Yi asked skeptically, "I've treated the wealthiest person. Don't you want to weigh that?"
As he said this, Lu Yi looked toward the red supercar parked under the streetlights at the corner of the street.
Fifteen minutes had passed since Lin Chuqing had messaged him.
"I weighed it long ago!" Li Baikang sneered triumphantly. "I checked before I came. I'm not stupid. You're just an outsider who's only been in Qingshan County for a few days. You have no background, no relationship with Qin Yi. She would never stick her neck out for you, and besides, she already paid you back with that banner."
"I know exactly who I can touch in Qingshan County and who I can't. Someone like you, I can touch! No more nonsense! Brothers, get ready to move, show him what we're made of!"
"Then I guess this is the only way."
Lu Yi sighed helplessly. He reached out to unbutton his shirt cuffs, recalling combat memories from a parallel world.
Watching Lu Yi perform these actions like a movie protagonist before a fight, Li Baikang was baffled.
*You actually dare to fight?*
*Taking us on one-on-one?*
*Did Liang Jingru give you that courage? Did Mayday give you that stubbornness?*
Chapter 19: The Chief is Here! The Wealthiest Person is Here Too!
"Beat him up!"
Li Baikang shouted, took a step back, and waved his hand.
He crossed his arms, waiting. One second, two seconds, three seconds—the scene of a massive army rushing forward did not materialize.
Instead, it was quiet, save for the wind blowing through the leaves.
*What's going on?*
Li Baikang dropped his arms, looked around in confusion, and saw his underlings looking conflicted, their eyes darting about randomly.
"Boss, maybe we should talk to Doctor Lu again. He can heal people. Should we build some goodwill?" the sleazy underling asked, his face full of doubt.
This guy, who looked like a pretty boy, was too accurate with his diagnoses. He definitely had real skills, and if he could see these problems, he could surely treat them.
The other underlings nodded, their eyes brightening. The yellow-haired kid nodded like a jackhammer.
*Build goodwill with your mother!*
Li Baikang’s eyes widened, momentarily speechless with rage. He roared, "Move! If you get beaten to death, I'll find a better doctor to treat you! If you win, I'll make him treat your whole family for eighteen generations! I'll dig up your ancestors just to have him treat them!"
At these words, the twenty-plus underlings’ eyes lit up. They immediately got out of their vehicles and surrounded Lu Yi.
Lu Yi’s expression remained calm as he walked down the sidewalk steps, stepping toward the twenty men.
One against twenty!
Seeing this, the supercar parked in the distance instantly started, its horn blaring. It roared toward the group of twenty.
But the next moment, a scene occurred that Lin Chuqing would never forget for the rest of her life!
A figure in a white shirt floated through the crowd like a startled swan, completely composed. With every wave of his hand or kick of his foot, someone went flying.
By the time she reached them, the surrounding area was littered with people on the ground.
Only Li Baikang remained standing, looking completely stupefied.
"I guess the list of people you can't touch just got one name longer."
Lu Yi looked at the dazed Li Baikang with a sunny smile.
Li Baikang snapped out of it, looked at his underlings groaning on the ground, and his face turned pale.
"My love is like a tide, a tide pushing me toward you~"
Just then, his phone rang. Li Baikang pulled it out with trembling hands. The contact name was clearly: Security Department Deputy Chief, Gao Qiang.
"Don't do anything stupid! Don't do anything at all! I'm almost there!"
As soon as he answered, a roar came through the phone.
"I already did," Li Baikang said, glancing at his surroundings, swallowing hard.
"Ah! Is he alright?"
Li Baikang looked cautiously at Lu Yi, who stood handsomely like a movie star amidst his fallen men. He was almost in tears:
"He's fine. I'm the one in trouble. He beat all twenty of my men to the ground by himself."
"What??"
Half a minute later, a police car with flashing lights sped around the corner and stopped at the scene.
Lin Chuqing, who was about to get out of her car, froze. She pulled out her phone and hit the record button.
A middle-aged man in plain clothes hurried out of the car. Seeing the twenty-plus people on the ground, his expression shifted.
He looked at Lu Yi, who was standing there like a statue. After a momentary pause and a quick scan to ensure there were no injuries, he breathed a sigh of relief.
He turned his gaze toward the pale-faced Li Baikang, fury rising in his heart. "Look at the mess you've made! Apologize to him right now!"
*Apologize?*
When Li Baikang heard this, a chill went down his spine. He hurriedly turned to look at Lu Yi.
To have the Deputy Chief of the Security Department, who was also the Chief of the Qingyun Street Police Station, come rushing here and then order him to apologize?
*This guy has a background?*
At that moment, another police car drove up.
Seeing the white license plate and the tiny registration number, both Gao Qiang and Li Baikang’s faces changed drastically.
*The Chief is here too!*
The police car stopped, and a middle-aged man in a police uniform—his face grim, his hair jet-black—stepped out. He swept a cold gaze across the field, his eyes widening in surprise at the sight of the people groaning on the ground.
He then looked at Lu Yi. After confirming he was unhurt, he breathed a slight sigh of relief, his eyes filled with astonishment and scrutiny.
*Is he the one Qin Yi was talking about?*
The wealthiest person had called him personally, the Director of the People's Hospital had called him personally, and even the city leaders had called him personally. *Who is this kid?*
The Chief remained expressionless. He walked toward Lu Yi and extended his hand with a friendly smile. "Hello, I am Wei Bin. I think there may have been a bit of a misunderstanding this evening."
*Huh?*