ng Lang was sowhat surprised by this display.
"Hehe! It’s quite lively today."
Brother Biao, seeing only a pair of unfamiliar young faces behind ng Lang, asked with so confusion.
"Brother, why is it just you? Where is Consultant Yan?"
Previously, ng Lang had only ntioned that if soone wanted to challenge the Hero of Guanzhong, they should directly contact Yan Weiwei.
Although unclear about what the term "Hero of Guanzhong" actually signified, they naturally equated the two.
"She today... is a bit indisposed, so she didn’t co over."
Indisposed? She didn’t co over?
Brother Biao’s expression was peculiar.
True to the strongest relational ties, when soone ca challenging, she didn’t even bother to concoct an excuse for taking leave?
"Then these two are..."
"Oh! My friends, just here to take a look around."
ng Lang didn’t explain further, turning his gaze towards the several people opposite...
"Master ng!" Li Lei, seeing ng Lang really had turned up as promised, looked quite invigorated.
"Cough, cough!" His companion, Master Li, coughed twice and spiritedly greeted ng Lang with a bow.
"Thank you, Divine Doctor ng, for your help last ti despite past grievances. Otherwise, this old bag of bones would probably already be buried. I’ll never forget the life-saving grace!"
"Hehe! Master Li, you flatter , I rely happened by," ng Lang chuckled.
Xiang Wenlong observed the young man known as "Brother ng" by everyone present.
From the words of teacher and student, Li Lei, this young man seed to be a dical expert? Looking at his age, it didn’t seem likely?
He had none of the air of a master; not even his physique seed like that of soone trained in martial arts, probably not the target he was looking for.
Just as he was about to step forward and inquire, Li Lei preempted him, sowhat impatiently retrieving a large paper bag from his bag and presenting it with both hands.
"Master ng, sorry to trouble you with this trip. My master’s health can’t be delayed any longer, please lend your aid and treat him! This is all my savings; if it’s not enough, just na a price. I’ll do whatever it takes to gather it!"
Everyone looked at the large paper bag in Li Lei’s hands with astonished eyes.
Inside, if it wasn’t a asly sum "just for fun" judging by the size and weight, there must be at least several hundred thousand...
Requesting a consultation for several hundred thousand each ti?
What level of divine doctor is this?
"Hey! Junior, who exactly is your Brother ng?" At this mont, Tang Xiaoqi was no longer scared and leaned in curiously whispering.
Who is he? I want to know too!
Zheng Wan’s head was a bit muddled at the mont.
"Brother ng," "Master ng," "Divine Doctor ng"... How many titles does he have?
Each of these titles seed to hold many stories...
No wonder they said, "Experience doesn’t necessarily correlate with age."
How rich must his experiences be?
Brother Biao and Ah Xing were equally surprised, but not by the high consultation fee.
They knew Master ng was skilled in geomancy, but didn’t expect he was also versed in the old dical arts?
But upon thinking about it, dicine and Taoism had always gone hand in hand, so having these skills seed quite normal?
A master is indeed a master!
If they ever suffered so "complicated and rare disease," couldn’t they have hope now?
Isn’t Master ng more reliable than those amateur pamphlets on street poles?
Thinking about it even got them a little excited!
Brother Biao looked at that thick "consultation fee" with a sneer in his heart, who was the master to be swayed by a re few hundred thousand...
"Alright! Then I’ll accept it. We’ll see how much is missing after the treatnt," he chuckled.
Brother Biao: "..."
Seeing ng Lang didn’t even bother to refuse, cheerfully accepting the paper bag right away, everyone’s expressions grew even weirder.
According to the usual script, shouldn’t so divine doctor promptly say sothing like "A true doctor has a benevolent heart; discussing money vulgarizes it," showing off his noble character?
Even if he wanted the money, in front of so many people, shouldn’t he at least pretend to refuse a bit?
And "we’ll see how much is missing after the treatnt"... you still think it’s not enough?
Have divine doctors these days beco so worldly?
Only the "die-hard fan," Brother Biao, looking at the money-hungry ng Lang, was puzzled...
Sothing’s not right! Previously, when Ah Xing won over ten million, he didn’t even blink as he refused the gratitude money; it made no sense for the master to be affected by re hundreds of thousands, right?
Hmm! There must be a deeper reason in the master’s actions!
Li Lei, however, appeared delighted, "We’ll follow Master ng’s lead then. When can we start the treatnt?"
"We can start now."
ng Lang replied, looking towards Cheng Biao, "Brother Biao, is there a quiet room available?"
Though it was a house call, ng Lang certainly didn’t have a proper office location; his ho, holding plenty of huge secrets, of course, couldn’t just casually invite people in.
Plus, already considering recruiting new mbers, "Liang Shanbo" naturally beca the preferred treatnt location.
Illness might hit like a crashing mountain but retreats slowly like unraveling silk; Master Li’s old conditions couldn’t be cured overnight.
With this first experience and potentially more, it was up to Brother Biao to seize the opportunity...
"Yes, yes, the general manager’s office over there will do."
Brother Biao imdiately instructed a subordinate to clear and vacate the room.
"Alright! Master Li, let’s head over there."
Just as ng Lang was about to lead them away, Xiang Wenlong, who had been posturing at the side, could no longer hold back!
Hey hey hey! The main challenger is still here, are you treating like air?
"Wait, please, where is the ’Hero of Guanzhong’?"
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