Chapter 768: Introduced by Elder Wang
Being held back by Elder An, Xiao Yi no longer insisted. After all, he was just a guest, and insisting too much might seem imposing. Moreover, he didn’t know which guests they were looking for; if it was so old friends of Elder An that he didn’t recognize, it would inevitably be a bit rude.
Who could it be?
Standing up and walking towards the door, An Jinhua’s mind was filled with surprise. Xiao Yi was unaware, but An Jinhua knew all too well that he hadn’t arranged to et anyone else today. On such a day, how could he possibly have made plans with others? Everything had been cleared by his granddaughter. He had wanted to call Zhang over, but his granddaughter had refused, saying they should invite him another day. No one else was allowed to be called today; it was supposed to be a gathering just for the three of them.
At the doorway, stood the three people Xiao Yi had encountered downstairs earlier.
The elderly man glanced at the door from ti to ti with a hint of nervousness and anxiety in his eyes, while the middle-aged man beside him also looked eager and tense.
They had co here today to seek none other than An Jinhua, the Divine Doctor An!
In fact, when Xiao Yi ntioned that the elderly man might be unwell and needed to be checked, the reason they were startled was not only because the statent was unexpected, but also because they were very aware of his condition. They had already had it examined, and the results had co back clear: they knew the severity of the elder’s illness all too well! They were here precisely to seek dical help!
Soon, they would et the legendary Divine Doctor An, but could he truly cure their father’s disease?
The middle-aged man couldn’t help the slight sweat that began to break out in his palms. He was far from certain about this. They had sought out many renowned doctors from all around the world but found no solution to their father’s illness. Was Divine Doctor An really so miraculous?
"Why has no one co to open the door yet?"
The middle-aged woman hadn’t noticed the tense expressions of the two n beside her; instead, she simply fanned her face from ti to ti, muttering, "Is this really where that Divine Doctor An lives? It’s such a shabby place; could he really live here? I think, if he really is a divine doctor, his abilities must be limited given he lives in such a place."
"Shut up!"
Hearing the middle-aged woman’s voice, the elderly man couldn’t bear it any longer and scolded her outright.
He knew his daughter-in-law wasn’t the sharpest and had always found her irritating and unpleasant to talk to, but he had never felt as suffocated and annoyed by her as he did at this mont. He had never found her as exasperating and thoughtless as he did right now.
He regretted allowing her to co along.
What did she an by even a Divine Doctor was likely to have limits? Was she hoping that he wouldn’t be cured?
Was this sothing she could say here? What if Divine Doctor An heard it? What would he think?
Seeing his father’s anger, the middle-aged man also glared coldly at the middle-aged woman. "Can’t you keep your mouth shut for once?"
Though he said this, his mood beca even more apprehensive, occasionally looking at the sowhat mottled front door, feeling clueless. His wife’s earlier remark echoed annoyingly in his mind.
Living in such a place, could he really be a Divine Doctor? If he were truly as miraculous as the legends say, shouldn’t he have beco wealthy by now? Shouldn’t he have moved to those villas rather than dwelling in this rundown neighborhood in such a dilapidated house?
"Fine, I’ll stop talking. What’s the big deal?"
The middle-aged woman, scolded by the two, had a dissatisfied look on her face. She pouted but seed to hold so awe for her father-in-law and husband and didn’t dare to continue her insolence, simply standing aside with a sulky face.
"Excuse , may I ask who you are looking for?"
Just as the group quieted down, the tightly closed door suddenly opened, and An Jinhua appeared in simple attire. Seeing the three people standing at his doorstep, his face showed a hint of surprise. He had been guessing that it might be soone coming to collect the electricity bill or so other kind of administrator; usually, the only people who knocked on his door were of this sort, as even delivery and postal workers rarely visited since his address wasn’t publicly disclosed. Usually, patients would send any gifts to the hospital. Only occasionally would his granddaughter An Lili’s family report cards and scores be delivered here.
He hadn’t expected to see three completely unfamiliar people, and it didn’t seem as if they were community service workers either.
"Sorry to disturb you, but could you tell if Divine Doctor An Jinhua lives here?"
The elderly man, upon seeing An Jinhua, revealed a smile with a touch of reverence, and respectfully asked.
"Do you know him?"
Upon hearing the elder’s words, a hint of confusion flashed through An Jinhua’s eyes as he looked at the three people in front of him.
"We do not, it’s like this, we’ve co because of his reputed dical skills. We heard that his dicine works miracles and hoped we could find him to take a look," explained the elder hastily.
"Oh, I see. If you’re looking for him to treat an illness, then you should go to the hospital. He’s at the Traditional Chinese dicine departnt of the Provincial People’s Hospital, which is very close to here. Generally, every day from ten in the morning to four in the afternoon, he holds consultations in the Traditional Chinese dicine departnt," An Jinhua said, after looking at the old man intently for a mont, his brows involuntarily twitching a few tis before he could regain his composure, a hint of hesitation in his voice as he responded politely.
Having said this, he then prepared to close the door.
Seeing the old man’s face, he fully understood why the three had co, but he was not prepared to help them, or rather, he did not intend to help them directly at this mont.
Over the years, he had rarely seen patients at ho. Apart from being tired, he also hoped to provide as quiet an environnt as possible for the children at ho, especially as his reputation grew, he valued his private space even more, cherishing it greatly. Aside from a very few friends, he rarely shared his mobile number or ho address with anyone.
Of course, it wasn’t an inflexible rule that he couldn’t treat people at ho; he didn’t have the eccentric temperant of those so-called Divine Doctors in novels. Occasionally, so patients referred by relatives or close friends would co directly to his house, and he would treat them.
If it were any other ti, like the presence of the elderly man right now, he would have let them in, because he was, in fact, sowhat curious about the elderly man’s condition and felt that his situation seed quite severe.
But today’s situation was just too special. There was an important guest at ho, and more importantly, entertaining this guest was not only significant to him but also to his beloved granddaughter, who had invested so much effort and orchestrated this ’family’ gathering. He dared not and did not wish to disrupt it for a stranger; otherwise, he had no idea how his granddaughter would complain later.
"Wait a mont, Divine Doctor An."
As An Jinhua moved to close the door, the elder couldn’t help but look anxious and called out in a rush.
"Divine Doctor An, it’s like this, we were referred by Elder Wang."
The middle-aged man, upon hearing the elder calling out Divine Doctor An, was slightly taken aback before suddenly realizing and promptly stepped forward, looking earnestly at An Jinhua, "Divine Doctor An, I know it’s presumptuous to visit unannounced like this, and it may seem rude, but we are truly out of options. My father’s condition has been deteriorating day by day, and we genuinely only hope to see him get better sooner and alleviate so of his suffering!"
"Elder Wang?"
Hearing the middle-aged man’s words, An Jinhua, who was about to close the door, paused, looking at the middle-aged man with a puzzled expression, "Who are you referring to?"
"Wang Xuechan from Glass City Traditional Chinese dicine Hospital, it was him who recomnded that we seek you out," the middle-aged man quickly added.
"Oh, him?"
After hearing the middle-aged man’s explanation, An Jinhua’s face showed a trace of realization; if it was Wang Xuechan who referred them, that could explain how they knew his ho address. His gaze towards the trio naturally softened.
The Wang Xuechan they ntioned was one of his few close friends whom he had t more than ten years ago at a Traditional Chinese dicine salon. They hit it off imdiately, both impressed with each other’s dical knowledge and expertise, and beca good friends. Although they were from different parts of the country, it did not affect their friendship. Every year, they would find ti to et, discuss difficult issues in Traditional Chinese dicine, mutually confirm their findings, and enhance their skills while also advocating for the developnt of Traditional Chinese dicine.
Wang Xuechan knew his temper and habits very well. Since he referred the three of them to his ho, it indicated that their relationship must be quite good, and it wouldn’t be appropriate for An Jinhua to slight him.
But imdiately, An Jinhua’s face turned serious as he looked at the elderly man in the middle, "Have you seen Elder Wang for treatnt?"
He was confident about Wang Xuechan’s dical abilities; they held each other in high regard in terms of dical prowess. If Wang had seen the elderly man but hadn’t cured him, it implied that the old man’s condition was very unusual.
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