"A gift is a definite must, but my visit was hasty this ti, and I didn't prepare anything. If the gift isn't to your liking, I hope Miss Gu won't scorn it," Hao Jian said with a smile.
"Don't worry, even if I don't like it, I won't say so," Gu Qingcheng replied playfully.
"As magnanimous as Qingcheng is, if you pull out sothing too cheap, better not to embarrass yourself by showing it," Luo Ruihe mocked, clearly not planning to let Hao Jian off the hook that easily.
At that mont, all eyes were on Hao Jian, but their expressions were teasing, doubtlessly skeptical that Hao Jian could produce anything of value.
A teacher at Chinese dicine Hospital, with a monthly salary of a few thousand yuan, what decent gift could he afford?
Swiftly, everyone saw Hao Jian pull a bottle from his pocket, place it on the table, and say, "Just a small token, no great homage, but I hope you accept it."
"Giving dicine? That's really in line with your job," Luo Ruihe let out a chilling laugh, his face full of disdain and mockery. Was Hao Jian really implying that Gu Qingcheng was already ill by giving her dicine?
"Handso, don't you know that dicine isn't sothing to give away carelessly, especially at a birthday party?" a woman asked, her tone playful.
Luo Ruihe also looked sowhat embarrassed, as she hadn't expected Hao Jian to give her dicine, which felt like a bad on.
"This is no ordinary dicine; this is called the 'Marrow-Cleansing Detox Elixir.' Once taken, it detoxifies and beautifies," Hao Jian explained.
"So it's just the Detoxifying Beauty Capsules, but you call it the Marrow-Cleansing Detox Elixir? Do you think we're fools?" Luo Ruihe scoffed disdainfully.
Everyone else also found it sowhat laughable—it was just Detoxifying Beauty Capsules, nothing special.
"It works on the sa principle as Detoxifying Beauty Capsules, but its effects are hundreds of tis stronger. Just one pill, and you'll see effects within ten minutes!" Hao Jian claid.
"A hundred tis stronger than Detoxifying Beauty Capsules? If you had such a thing, would you still be a penniless teacher?" Luo Ruihe teased. If it were him, he'd have marketed it already and be counting his money every day.
Any normal person would do the sa, so he simply didn't believe Hao Jian's pill was as miraculous as claid.
"First off, I teach as a hobby. Secondly, who said a teacher has to be broke? Lastly, would you have achieved today's success without teachers? Don't you understand gratitude toward teachers? 'Once a teacher, a lifelong father'—don't you get that? Have you forgotten Huaxia's five thousand years of noble tradition? Have you lived the last twenty-plus years as if on a dog's years?" Hao Jian ranted on and on.
"You... you..." Luo Ruihe pointed at Hao Jian, too angered to speak.
"Teacher Hao Jian, what is so extraordinary about your elixir?" At that mont, Gu Qingcheng's friends couldn't help but ask.
"This elixir is my own creation, a unique secret formula, priceless, and I even take it myself. If it doesn't work, I'm willing to bet my head and use it as a football!" Hao Jian declared confidently, his good health attributed to his periodic use of the Marrow-Cleansing Detox Elixir to rid his body of toxins.
"Hmph, you talk as if it's real. It's better not to believe him. You heard him—the dicine is his own concoction and hasn't passed any safety certifications. Don't let it kill soone by accident; that would be a real problem," Luo Ruihe said sarcastically.
The won, initially curious about Hao Jian's dicine, hurriedly diverted their attention away from it after hearing this.
Feeling resigned, Hao Jian rely shrugged his shoulders without explanation and reached for the dicine bottle on the table: "Since you don't like it, forget about it."
He wasn't very eager to give it away anyway. Producing a single bottle of elixir was no small feat—it took at least a week, and the ingredients were extrely rare.
Giving it to Gu Qingcheng was ant to honor her, and if she didn't want it, that was her loss.
"Hold on!" Just then, Gu Qingcheng grabbed Hao Jian's hand, her eyes blazing as she smirked, "Did I say I didn't want it?"
"Huh?"
Hearing this, Hao Jian was taken aback.
Luo Ruihe was also stunned, looking at Gu Qingcheng in confusion: "Qingcheng, this guy's dicine is definitely fake; don't just take it rashly, it could upset your stomach."
"If even the dicine from a Divine Doctor is considered fake, then there's no real dicine in this world," Gu Qingcheng said with a smile.
Hearing this, Hao Jian couldn't help but furrow his brows, also surprised that Gu Qingcheng knew of his identity.
"Divine Doctor? Demon Gu, what are you talking about?" The crowd was utterly baffled.
"You don't recognize this guy?" Gu Qingcheng pointed at Hao Jian and asked the crowd.
"Are you joking? Isn't he a new friend brought by Xinya? How could we possibly know him?" the crowd responded, half amused—they had only t Hao Jian today; how could they possibly know him?
"You really are ignorant," Gu Qingcheng said with a resigned shake of her head, "Did you forget the Chinese dicine teacher from the Chinese dicine Hospital who recently overca a foreign chess genius with his Chess Technique that we talked about?"
"Of course we rember, wait, Demon Gu are you saying he's that teacher?" Everyone's expression suddenly beca blank. They had talked earlier about inviting this Teacher Zhongyi, who had brought glory to the nation, to dinner if they ever got the chance, but who could have expected that he was so far yet so near?
Gu Qingcheng nodded and smiled, "He is that Traditional Chinese dicine teacher, and moreover, he's not the pauper you think he is. His master is Liang Wangsun, a highly revered figure in Huaxia's dical community. Therefore, the director of the Chinese dicine Hospital pays him a high price of 500,000 per class to give lectures there. At 500,000 for a 40-minute class, he earns more than any of us."
Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but gasp. A disciple of Liang Wangsun? Just that title alone is worth millions, right?
500,000 for 40 minutes, making over 10,000 a minute, that's a lot more money than any of them had.
Initially, everyone had looked down on Hao Jian because he was a teacher, but now, having heard what Gu Qingcheng said, they all looked at Hao Jian with awe.
This also reflected a truth indirectly: if you excel in anything you do, you can reap rich rewards.
Who says you can only make big money in business? Isn't Hao Jian, a doctor, earning more than them?
Luo Ruihe was literally petrified on the spot, still sowhat unable to recover even after hearing Gu Qingcheng's explanation, staring blankly at Hao Jian.
"What the hell is going on? Why does this guy have such a big background?" At this mont, not only was Luo Ruihe stunned, but Su Xinya was also taken aback, for she too had not realized that Hao Jian had such an extraordinary background.
Entrepreneur, artist, doctor, teacher, just how many identities does this guy have?
anwhile, Hao Jian, also interested, looked at Gu Qingcheng: "It seems you know a lot about ?"
"The director of the Chinese dicine Hospital, Du Yuelin, is my grandfather, so what do you think?" Gu Qingcheng said with a smirk, having recognized Hao Jian from the first glance and thus decided to tease him a bit.
However, she did not expect that, in the end, she would be the one getting teased by Hao Jian.
Upon hearing this, Hao Jian was imdiately surprised. Gu Qingcheng's answer caught him off guard—Gu Qingcheng was Du Yuelin's niece? This is interesting!
Hao Jian smiled and nodded: "I see, it seems your grandfather has told you all about ."
"No, he hasn't told
everything, at least he didn't tell
that the legendary Teacher Hao Jian is actually so... wolfish behind the scenes!" Gu Qingcheng teased with a mischievous smile.
"Cough, cough..." Hao Jian coughed awkwardly, feeling sowhat aggrieved: It was clearly you who seduced
first, right?
"So, this ans the elixir is real, huh?" A girl stared eagerly at the Marrow-Cleansing Detox Elixir on the table, utterly srized. Clearly, if Hao Jian was indeed the Divine Doctor, then the elixir must be genuine.
"I believe a master of Traditional Chinese dicine wouldn't bring a fake dicine just to fool , smashing his own reputation," Gu Qingcheng said with a beaming smile: "Right?"
Hao Jian, half laughing, half crying, replied: "Of course not."
"So, Teacher Hao Jian, how much is this bottle of dicine?" soone asked, now deeply interested in the Marrow-Cleansing Detox Elixir.
"About one million," Hao Jian said after so thought.
At his words, everyone was shocked; the dicine was that expensive?
"Talking nonsense, selling one bottle of dicine for a million, do you think you're selling gold?" Luo Ruihe said resentfully, his ego bruised by Hao Jian stealing the spotlight.
"You're wrong, my dicine is even more expensive than gold. For those I like, I give it away for free, for those I don't like, not even for ten million would I sell!" Hao Jian retorted with a scoff. He wasn't lacking money and he certainly didn't need to rely on his talents to make a living because he was also very handso.
"Do you really think soone would be foolish enough to spend a million on your dicine? Ridiculous!" Luo Ruihe scoffed, disbelieving that anyone would spend so much.
"I'll buy it! I want a bottle!"
"I want one too, Hao Jian, sell
one, please? I don't mind if it's expensive, maybe two million?"
"Hao Jian, do you have any on you right now? I'll give you three million!"
However, as soon as Luo Ruihe's words fell, Gu Qingcheng's friends started scrambling to buy Hao Jian's dicine.
"You all..." Luo Ruihe was dumbfounded, these won were literally slapping him in the face.
Just said no one would buy Hao Jian's dicine, and the next thing they did was scramble for it, unbelievable...
Wasn't this deliberately making him embarrassed?
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