"Hmph!"
Da Sheng let out a cold snort. "Let me tell you, it was actually me who cured Old Man Wang's illness!"
"I prepared some medicine for him, and he took it after he got home. The medicine hadn't taken effect yet, so he thought he wasn't cured."
"Later, this kid came to you, and you casually sold him some medicine. Coincidentally, my medicine took effect."
"Meaning, his illness was completely cured by me, and it has nothing to do with you!"
"But he, and you, actually had the audacity to call me a quack. How ignorant!"
Hearing Da Sheng's words, Lin Fan was a bit bewildered.
This old fellow was directly claiming all the credit for himself.
Did his medicine actually have any efficacy? Didn't he know himself?
And to have come looking for him, that was just absurd!
Song Mengling retorted, "Old sir, what kind of medicine requires days to take effect? Besides, after he took your medicine, his condition clearly worsened."
Da Sheng looked at Song Mengling and the others with disdain. "What do you youngsters know? I've been practicing medicine for over forty years. I've treated more patients than you've eaten meals!"
"My ability and experience completely crush yours. What right do you have to argue with me here?"
"I'm telling you, Lin Fan, my reputation has been questioned because of this. So, you must publicly apologize and vindicate me!"
He had practiced medicine for over forty years, with no outstanding achievements but no major mistakes either. Naturally, he didn't want his reputation to be tarnished in his later years.
At this moment, a car stopped outside.
Zheng Tong got out of the car and walked into the clinic.
"Divine Doctor Lin, your medicine is truly amazing. Please give me a few more courses of treatment."
"As a token of my gratitude, I've prepared fifty thousand yuan for you. Please accept it."
Zheng Tong placed a briefcase on the counter.
Da Sheng, standing nearby, was dumbfounded.
This was the first time in his life he had seen so much money.
Although wealthy individuals had sought his medical attention, those people were all shrewd. Since they had money, they would naturally have visited major hospitals.
Thus, these people could see his mediocre medical skills at a glance.
Lin Fan smiled. "Mr. Zheng, you are too kind."
"If you didn't see money as dirt, I'd be afraid you wouldn't accept it if I gave you more. I was thinking of giving you two million!" Zheng Tong said courteously.
Da Sheng believed him. "Are you an idiot? What kind of medicine is worth that much?"
Zheng Tong glanced at him but didn't respond.
"Divine Doctor Lin, you mentioned last time that I needed to condition my body. Is it time now?"
Lin Fan nodded. "Your illness has been eradicated, but your immunity is still weaker than that of a normal person. You need to consume something with vitality."
"As for the specifics, let me think..."
Lin Fan pondered. Logically, as long as Zheng Tong lived in Luofeng Village and ate the fruits and vegetables there with them, his body would quickly recover.
However, as a wealthy businessman, Zheng Tong would certainly not choose to live in the countryside. This meant he would have to purchase them himself, but from whom?
The villagers all grew vegetables. Zheng Tong would offer a good price, and everyone would eagerly sell to him, which might cause conflict.
After hesitating for a moment, Lin Fan said, "How about this? Go to the village committee and tell them you want to purchase the village's green products, then sign a long-term purchase contract."
Zheng Tong immediately nodded. "Thank you, Divine Doctor Lin, for your guidance. I'll go right away."
With that, he turned and headed directly to the village committee.
Da Sheng was still lingering in the clinic, his old eyes fixed on the briefcase on the counter.
His greedy look was so blatant.
He clearly wanted the money inside, and drool was trickling down his chin.
Lin Fan said impatiently, "What? Do you need something?"
Da Sheng realized he had lost his composure.
"Ahem."
He cleared his throat and resumed a dignified posture.
"Young man, money is not a good thing. As doctors, we should 'hold a cauldron of healing medicine and save people.' How can we be blinded by greed?"
Song Mengling was amused and exasperated. "You actually know that now? Who was it just now whose eyes were glued to the money?"
Da Sheng immediately bristled. "How dare you slander me without proof!"
"Lin Fan, you're too young, and there are things you can't grasp!"
"In a small place like this, you probably haven't even come into contact with the Chinese Medicine Association, right?"
"I have a title in the Chinese Medicine Association. I am a recognized, capable TCM practitioner!"
"I see you might have some potential, so I'm here to remind you that to succeed in the TCM circle, you need a humble heart and to be open to learning from your elders!"
"I'm doing all this for your own good!"
Da Sheng's words became increasingly outrageous, leaving Lin Fan speechless.
"I'm doing very well now. What else do you want from me?"
"Lin Fan, I originally intended to reason with you, but I didn't expect you to be so stubborn! Watch how I deal with you!"
He took out his phone and sent a message to someone.
After putting down his phone, he pointed at Lin Fan's nose. "I'll let you know today what it means to suffer the consequences of not heeding elders' advice!"
Song Mengling whispered in Lin Fan's ear, "He seems to be calling for backup. Should we call the police?"
Lin Fan waved his hand. "It's just a minor skirmish. No need to trouble the police."
He was mainly unsure if this matter would escalate. If it was just a group of people arguing without any physical altercations, the police wouldn't bother.
Da Sheng wore a smug smile. "I've walked the rivers and lakes for most of my life and know countless people. Even if I just call the patients I've cured, they could smash this little clinic of yours!"
"I kindly came to remind you, but you were ungrateful and spoke disrespectfully. Today, I'll let you know my capabilities!"
Clearly, the old man was furious, his attitude extremely hostile, looking like he was ready to fight.
At some point, a crowd had gathered outside, some from this village and some from neighboring ones.
"What's going on?"
"I don't know either. I heard someone was speaking ill of Doctor Da Sheng."
"Who is Doctor Da Sheng?"
"He's the village doctor of Tangjia Village. They say he's quite skilled and can cure all illnesses!"
The area outside Xiao Fan's clinic became bustling, with more and more people gathering.
The people from other villages were basically Da Sheng's fans.
Many fans rushed into the clinic, shouting, "Doctor Da Sheng, who dared to question your authority? I'll break his bones!"
"Doctor Da Sheng is an elder of the Yunqing City Chinese Medicine Association. Which blind fool dares to provoke him?"
Lin Fan finally understood why this old fellow dared to be so arrogant.
Being able to summon so many helpers indeed gave him grounds to be arrogant.
"Kid Lin Fan, do you see? That's the difference between you and me!"
"You're just a fledgling who has just started out. How can you possibly compete with me?"
Da Sheng's old face bloomed with a triumphant smile.