My intimate sexual encounter with my senior sister

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was already setting, dusk was approaching, and the sunset was infinitely beautiful, but as dusk approached, many people hurried home after a hard day's work.
Those returning home always carried exhausted bodies, living like dogs.
Xu Zhendong was one of them. He seemed more tired and lost than anyone else in the crowd, his eyes filled with despair, despair for his future.
"Thirteenth time, thirteenth hospital already, none of them want me. I've tried to choose smaller hospitals, and I've been to seven or eight private hospitals, still hitting a wall."
"Does graduation really mean unemployment? It doesn't seem like that. After all, many of us from medical school have found jobs, but most of them studied Western medicine. Traditional Chinese medicine is declining now, and these hospitals look down on TCM, especially on TCM students like me who are about to graduate."
Muttering to himself, Xu Zhendong hurried back to his rented room. Because he had a girlfriend during his school years, he had moved out to live with her a long time ago. Both of them were students, so their expenses weren't high; a small one-bedroom apartment was enough.
However, with graduation and internship approaching, his girlfriend found a good internship opportunity in Longhua District of Yingtian City. To be closer to her workplace, she rented
an apartment there, so Xu Zhendong was living alone now. Dejected, he returned to his rented apartment. Looking at the messy room, he had no mood to tidy it up. He sat on the bed, watching the sunset outside the window.
"Since these small hospitals won't take me, then tomorrow I'll go to the best hospital—Yingtian Hospital. I think a few of my classmates are interning there. Even if they don't want me, it doesn't matter. I've already faced so many rejections; maybe their HR department is blind!" In
a bad mood, he didn't even want to eat. He picked up his phone to scroll through his WeChat Moments and was immediately stunned. He saw that his girlfriend, Li Qingluo, had updated her Moments. The post was simple: "We're doing great!" Attached was a photo of Li Qingluo leaning against a man's chest.
"This…" Xu Zhendong was immediately dumbfounded, anger rising within him.
"It's probably just a colleague, nothing serious. We love each other so much, we promised to get married two years after graduation, Qingluo wouldn't lie to me."
Thinking this, his phone rang. It was his girlfriend, Li Qingluo, calling. He hesitated for a moment, then answered, pretending not to have seen the post on social media, and said with a smile,
"Qingluo, have you missed me? We haven't eaten together for a while since you went there for your internship. How about we have dinner together tonight?"
After a while, there was no sound from the other end. Xu Zhendong thought there was something wrong with his phone, but it was still connected…
"Qingluo, what's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything?"
Then, he heard deep breathing from the other end, as if she was gathering her courage.
"Zhendong, we…we break up!"
Buzz!
His mind went blank. A
surge of suppressed anger rose within him, but he still tried hard to hold it back, his words becoming cold.
"You cheated on me? You found a new boyfriend?"
"No...no!" Li Qingluo hesitated, "I just feel like we're not compatible."
"Qingluo, don't joke around. We've been together for three years and have always loved each other very much. How could we be incompatible! Is it that person in your WeChat Moments?"
"Ah...you...you saw it?" Li Qingluo was a little surprised, but after a moment, she said calmly, "I've thought about it. We're both from out of town, and you're studying Traditional Chinese Medicine. Traditional Chinese Medicine isn't well-regarded these days. You've already asked around at every hospital in Yingtian City, and none of them want you, right?"
"You can't give me the life I want. I don't want to go back to the countryside. I'm used to the hustle and bustle of the big city. My current boyfriend is the son of the Tianyi Group. He can give me the life I want. I hope you can understand me!"
Her voice was no longer hesitant and stuttering, but resolute.
"Qingluo, although I haven't achieved much yet, I will work hard. As long as we work hard, we can definitely establish ourselves in Yingtian City. I'll try Yingtian Hospital tomorrow!"
Xu Zhendong was suppressing his anger, hoping to win back his girlfriend whom he had always loved.
"Heh, Xu Zhendong, don't be naive. You studied traditional Chinese medicine. Even if you have excellent grades, so what? In society, connections matter. Besides, traditional Chinese medicine is low-class and not even considered mainstream. Yingtian Hospital will definitely not hire you. Even if you are lucky enough to be hired, how many years will it take you to buy a house and a car in this city? I'm a woman, my youth is limited, I can't wait."
"I can talk to my parents and ask them to borrow money from relatives and friends to pay for the down payment first, and then we can pay it back slowly... Hello... Hello... Qingluo... Qingluo..."
Before he could finish speaking, the other end of the phone had already hung up.
Xu Zhendong watched the setting sun, its remaining rays seeming so pale and weak. Even the heavens seemed to pity him.
He had studied diligently at school, striving to bring honor to his family, consistently achieving top grades. He had thought his excellent academic record would lead him to a fortune after graduation.
However, reality had slapped him hard. He couldn't even find a graduation internship, let alone make a lot of money. Now, even his girlfriend had left him because he couldn't earn enough.
The greatest tragedy in life couldn't be greater!
Overwhelmed with grief and anger, he gritted his teeth and punched the wooden table. His finger bled, but he felt no pain. The pale sunset mirrored his own state—precarious, teetering on the brink of twilight, approaching the darkness of despair.
Blood flowed down the table, touching a dark jade pendant. Instantly, much of the blood was absorbed.
"I will succeed!"
Xu Zhendong said angrily, turning his gaze away from the distance, only to be stunned by the sight before him.
The originally dark jade pendant was now absorbing his blood, turning a slightly dark reddish hue. Startled, he quickly withdrew his hand and examined the wound, only to find it had already healed on its own.
"This…"
This sudden change astonished Xu Zhendong. Checking his hand, it didn't look like a recent scrape at all. If it weren't for the few traces of blood on the table, he wouldn't have believed what he'd just witnessed.
Curious, he looked at the now dark red jade pendant, picked it up, and examined it carefully. Apart from the color change, nothing else had changed.
"This is a keepsake my grandfather gave me before he died. He always told me to keep it with me. Later, I took it off because my girlfriend gave me a pendant."
With that, he tore off the pendant from his neck, glanced at it, and resolutely threw it into the trash heap downstairs. Since they had broken up, there was no need to cling to it.
Putting the jade pendant back on, he immediately felt a warm current in his chest, as if something had entered his body and rushed to his head.
In an instant, his head throbbed with pain.
"Ouch! Ouch! My head, what's happening to me!"
Xu Zhendong felt an excruciating pain in his head, rolling around on the bed clutching his head as new memories kept flooding into his mind. Memories that weren't his own.
The pain was unbearable, as if his head was about to split open. He rolled around clutching his head, the excruciating pain making him wish he were dead.
Finally, his consciousness gave way, and he lost consciousness.
In his hazy state, he seemed to hear someone speaking.
"This is the culmination of my life's work, Shennong. I hope that someone destined to inherit it can carry it on, continue to promote the profound knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, and practice medicine to save lives..."
模糊之中并没有听清楚太多。
等到徐振东再次醒来。发觉脑海中发现了很多不属于自己的记忆。
医道玄术，修行道法，星辰卜学，以及神农先祖的游历行医的经验出现在脑海中。
不过现在表露出来的好像只是冰山一角，还有更多被强行压制，因为信息量太过庞大，目前他只能承载小部分。
爬起来，揉了揉太阳穴，脑海还有些轻微的难受，不过已无大碍，渐渐的消化脑海中的庞大信息。
第二章医者仁心
足足一个小时，他终于整理完毕脑海中庞大的信息量记忆，本人也惊呆了。
脑海中得到的传承包括很多东西，有诸多至今失传的医术针炎之法，相卜占卦，风水玄学，星辰异象诡变之辩，修炼仙术之法更是应有尽有。
徐振东完全沉浸在其中奥妙，不断惊叹神农祖先把中医研究的如此透彻，后世出现的中医都是建立在神农医术的基础上，而他现在得到了最全面，最玄学，最正宗的中医之术。
“没想到中医之术囊括异象玄学，星辰相卜，修炼大道，如此之多。”惊叹之后，徐振东兴奋起来了，看着窗外已经完全被黑夜侵蚀的夜色，大声喊道：“天不绝我，我徐振东一定会出人头地的。一定可以笑傲江湖的。”
得到如此惊天传承，徐振东当然要争分夺秒充斥自己，按照脑海中的一部修炼功法——《撼天经》修炼起来。
尽管得到了神农的传承，但《撼天经》作为修炼铺助行医之法也是博大精深，徐振东慢慢的从头开始修行，一丝不苟。 Before he knew it, dawn was breaking
. He slowly stopped his cultivation, opened his eyes, and felt no fatigue at all. He was refreshed, clear-headed, and full of energy. His mood was also greatly improved; the sadness of yesterday's heartbreak had vanished. "I'll have breakfast first, then try my luck at Yingtian Hospital." Having received the Shennong inheritance , Xu Zhendong was clearly much more confident. After washing up, he grabbed his resume, rushed downstairs for breakfast, and then hurriedly headed to Yingtian Hospital. Not long after leaving home, he heard the sound of an ambulance approaching from afar, immediately attracting Xu Zhendong's attention. The ambulance stopped at the Yingtian Luxury Hotel not far ahead, and seven or eight medical personnel hurriedly got out. "Let's go see!" Xu Zhendong strode over, and some onlookers also jogged over. A large crowd had gathered in the hotel lobby, all watching the spectacle. In the middle lay a young man, foaming at the mouth and unconscious, his face pale, beads of sweat on his forehead, his expression somewhat contorted, hunched over, clutching his stomach, clearly in great pain. "Doctor, please save my son!" A woman in a purple bodycon dress grabbed the lead doctor's arm and shook him frantically, her anxiety barely concealed by her air of nobility. "Mrs. Yang, please rest assured, Dr. Wang will save him. Dr. Wang is the attending physician in our Yingtian Hospital's surgery department; he can definitely save your son," the head nurse said. They had just received an emergency call and rushed over, the caller having identified Yang Wanxiang's son, Yang Qiankun. Yang Wanxiang was one of the few major entrepreneurs in Yingtian City, with his Wanxiang Group encompassing numerous businesses, including restaurants, hotels, and clothing. This luxurious Yingtian Hotel was one of his enterprises. Furthermore, the Wanxiang Group donated medical equipment to Yingtian Hospital annually, so upon learning that it was the son of the Wanxiang Group, they immediately dispatched the highly renowned attending physician, Wang Zhenguo, along with the head nurse. "Why aren't you all getting Young Master Yang onto a stretcher and taking him to the hospital!" the head nurse loudly reprimanded the other nurses. "Don't move!" Wang Zhenguo shouted, his eyes fixed on Yang Qiankun, who was convulsing on the ground, foaming at the mouth. He said, "This is a rare case of Invisible Snake King Venom Syndrome. He can't move. The toxin has already begun to spread throughout his body. Moving him will accelerate the spread of the toxin. Once it reaches his internal organs, he'll be completely beyond saving." The nurses, who were about to lift Yang Qiankun onto the stretcher, froze and withdrew their hands. "What kind of symptoms are these? I've never heard of them before?" the head nurse asked curiously. Among those present, only Wang Zhenguo and Xu Zhendong, who had just received the Shennong inheritance, probably knew about this condition. He had learned about it through the inheritance. "It's a toxin that can lie dormant in the body for a long time, hiding like a snake. Once it encounters a trigger, it will activate, hence the name Invisible Snake King Venom Syndrome. There have been dozens of cases worldwide, and only three have been successfully treated. But that was in the United States." "You're a highly renowned doctor at Yingtian Hospital. Can't you even cure him?" the head nurse exclaimed in disbelief, and the others were even more shocked.要知道连王振国都治不好的病，那在应天市谁能治好?王振国摇了摇头，沉思了一会儿，说道：“要说在应天市能有人治好的，恐怕只有华院长出手才有这个可能了。” “院长?华胜义?赶紧叫他过来。”杨夫人抓住王振国的衣袖，很粗鲁的连扯几下。“杨夫人，王某无能为力，只能帮你请院长了，只是恐怕杨少爷等不了那么长时间了。”王振国也是黯然，自己的医术救不了，院长出手的话可能还有两层把握，只是这个杨千琨病毒蔓延的很快，恐怕没等院长到来，已经毙命。“不如让我来试试?”突然，一道声音从人群中传来，人群中走出来一个年轻人。正是徐振东，他的脑海中有关于隐形蛇王毒突发综合症状的治疗之法，继承神农医学，悬壶济世，医者仁心，岂能见死不救! “你?你是谁?”王振国疑惑的问道。"My name is Xu Zhendong. I am well-versed in traditional Chinese medicine. I have a 70% chance of curing him," Xu Zhendong said. "Traditional Chinese medicine? Are you kidding me? A 70% chance of saving someone? Even if the hospital director were here, he'd only have a 20% chance. If you want to curry favor with the Wanxiang Group, at least choose a better time," Wang Zhenguo said loudly, his eyes filled with contempt. "These days, can traditional Chinese medicine still save lives? This is the son of the Wanxiang Group. If something happens to him, can you take responsibility?" "I..." Xu Zhendong wanted to retort, but at that moment, many dissenting voices arose from the crowd. "This young man, even the renowned Dr. Wang Zhenguo couldn't cure him, and even the hospital director only has a 20% chance of success. You say you have a 70% chance? Don't be ridiculous." "That's right, young man, don't be impulsive. Wanxiang Group is not to be trifled with; it's a multi-billion dollar conglomerate." "Modern TCM is all fraud; there's no scientific basis whatsoever. How can it possibly save lives?" " TCM scholars are all old men in their sixties and seventies. What could this young man possibly be impersonating? Impersonating TCM; isn't he courting death?" Everyone chimed in with their criticisms of TCM, making it sound utterly useless. Xu Zhendong ignored them. He possessed a compassionate heart, and his purpose in studying TCM was to heal the sick and save lives. He looked at Madam Yang. “Madam Yang, you heard what Dr. Wang said earlier. Even if the hospital director comes, there’s only a 20% chance of saving your son’s life. And judging from the current situation, he’ll die before the director even arrives. If you treat him, there’s a chance he can come back to life. What do you think?” Before Madam Yang could answer, Wang Zhenguo interrupted, “Young man, your treatment will only hasten Young Master Yang’s death. Madam Yang, don’t believe the nonsense of those with ulterior motives.”

"Premature death?" Madam Yang immediately objected, looking at Xu Zhendong and saying, "Traditional Chinese medicine is just a scam now. You'd better leave now and don't try to curry favor with our Wanxiang Group with such methods."
"Madam Yang, I kindly wanted to help your son treat his illness, and this is how you treat me?" If it weren't for his compassionate heart as a doctor and his determination to heal the sick, Xu Zhendong would have left immediately.
"I thank you for your family's kindness. The hospital director will be here soon. Get out!" Madam Yang said, her phone rang, she smiled slightly, and answered it immediately.
At this moment, seeing that Young Master Yang was foaming at the mouth, he would really die if he didn't receive immediate treatment. To leave him to die would go against his conscience and would be a disservice to the medical principles of his ancestor Shennong.
He couldn't care less about that now. Xu Zhendong took out the silver needle bag he always carried, and with a flick of his wrist, the entire silver needle bag unfolded, rows of silver needles shimmering with light. He used the Qi Cloud Needle technique, merging his internal energy into the silver needles.
With his other hand, he grasped another silver needle and lightly sliced it across Young Master Yang's t-shirt, tearing it open to reveal purplish skin.
Immediately afterward, he swiftly began acupuncture, channeling his inner energy into the needle with fluid, skillful movements, inserting over a dozen needles into Young Master Yang's body in a short time.
Young Master Yang's convulsing body suddenly stopped, and he no longer foamed at the mouth. Xu Zhendong channeled his inner energy into the silver needles, using the *Shaking Heaven Scripture* technique to infuse a small amount of true energy into his body, halting the spread of the toxin.
The process was incredibly fast, completed in one fluid motion; no one else had time to stop him and was stunned by what they saw. "
You bastard, stop!"
Madam Yang, who was on the phone, screamed upon seeing this. Madam Yang, who had only been on the phone for a few moments, turned around to see this arrogant young man inserting over a dozen needles into her son, and she was instantly enraged. Before she could finish her call, she screamed and shoved Xu Zhendong, who was administering the acupuncture, away. Xu Zhendong was startled awake by her scream, but unexpectedly, she shoved him away. He stood up angrily, his eyes icy, staring at the unreasonable Madam Yang. Even a saint has her temper, let alone a human. "My treatment isn't finished yet. I can only keep him alright for half a day. Are you trying to kill your son by obstructing my treatment?" If it weren't for his compassionate heart and desire to heal, he would have left long ago. Why stay and suffer this humiliation? "Do you know who my son is? My son is the sole heir of the Wanxiang Group! If anything happens to him, I'll kill you!" She quickly knelt down to check on her son. His face was still pale, the convulsions had lessened, and he wasn't foaming at the mouth, but she didn't believe this was due to the acupuncture needles. Xu Zhendong's eyes suddenly turned cold. The situation had been critical; if he hadn't intervened, Young Master Yang would have certainly died. Although it was somewhat inappropriate to treat someone without their consent, refusing to save them would violate his unwavering commitment to medical ethics, especially the medical virtues passed down from his ancestor Shennong, which he could not disobey! However, he was now extremely displeased to be subjected to the family's angry outbursts after saving someone, and coldly said, "I need to administer acupuncture again, otherwise they will still die." "You... get out! Security, security, throw this man out of here! I don't want to see him again!" Madam Yang was the owner of this hotel, and the security guards immediately rushed over, glaring angrily at Xu Zhendong. Xu Zhendong's eyes were icy cold, and he was also very disappointed. He let out a cold snort. "I practice medicine with a compassionate heart, not seeking merit, but only a clear conscience. Yet you obstruct me in every way. Even a Bodhisattva has some temper. I'm too lazy to suffer here. I wish your son a speedy recovery!" After saying that, he strode towards the door. Approaching him were Yang Wanxiang and Hua Shengyi, the director of Yingtian Hospital, followed by six bodyguards. Rushing over in a flurry, he brushed past Xu Zhendong. "Wanxiang, you're finally here! If you hadn't come sooner, our son would have died!" Madam Yang cried, clinging to Yang Wanxiang's arm. "What...what happened?" Yang Wanxiang was furious, seeing over a dozen silver needles stuck in his son's body. "Just now, some ignorant fool tried to treat him with traditional Chinese medicine. Luckily, Madam Yang discovered it in time and stopped him. He managed to hold on until Dean Hua arrived," Wang Zhenguo said hastily, seizing the opportunity to impress Yang Wanxiang. "Traditional Chinese medicine? Absolutely nonsense!" Yang Wanxiang roared, "Get them all out of here!" Wasn't this an even better opportunity to show off? Wang Zhenguo immediately reached out to remove the needles, but was grabbed by a withered old hand. "Dean Hua, what are you doing...?" Wang Zhenguo looked at Dean Hua, who was holding his hand. Hua Shengyi's eyes were filled with shock; he still couldn't quite believe what he was seeing. He solemnly declared, "This illness is indeed the sudden onset syndrome of the Invisible Snake King's venom, and it's at an extremely dangerous stage. Logically , it should be incurable." "Although I, Hua, am not a traditional Chinese medicine expert, I do know a little about it. Judging from the current situation, it must have been these dozen or so acupuncture needles that protected my son's life. The venom has been contained and is no longer spreading. However, at present, he is only stable, not fully cured." "The person who performed the acupuncture was a master. You said Madam Yang stopped him earlier?" Dean Hua said slowly, his words filled with shock. His words shocked everyone present. Even the highly respected Dean Hua said so, which could only mean that the person had genuine skill and wasn't the traditional Chinese medicine fraud they had previously accused him of. "This... I don't know either! Who knew traditional Chinese medicine was still effective these days!" Madam Yang stammered, her face pale. "You're here! Save my son! Quick, save my son!" Dean Hua carefully examined the situation and said, "I'm powerless to help with this illness. If it weren't for the temporary relief from these acupuncture needles, Young Master Yang would probably be gone by now." "Waaah, my husband! Our son! Please save our son!" Madam Yang burst into tears, grabbing her husband's arm and shaking it violently. Yang Wanxiang remained relatively calm, his brows furrowed, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. He looked at Dean Hua and asked, "Is there no one who can save my son?" "Yes!" Dean Hua said calmly. "Who? Who is it? Bring him here quickly!" Madam Yang grabbed Dean Hua's arm as if grasping at a straw. "Who is it?" Yang Wanxiang was moved, his eyes filled with excitement. "It was the person who just performed the acupuncture. If it hadn't been stopped, he would surely have cured Young Master Yang," Dean Hua said, sighing helplessly. "Masters are unpredictable. This time, Madam Yang offended him, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to find him again!" "Husband, quickly find that person! Quickly, let him treat our son!" Madam Yang grabbed her husband's arm. "Hmph!" Yang Wanxiang snorted coldly, staring at her. "What have you done? Someone was trying to help, and what did you do? Was it that person who just went out?" "Yes! Yes! Yes!" After saying that, he turned to the bodyguards behind him and loudly ordered, "Go and bring him back immediately." Six bodyguards obeyed and rushed out. Yang Wanxiang and Madam Yang followed closely behind. Dean Hua hesitated for a moment, then waited with the medical staff, watching over Young Master Yang's safety.

At this moment, Xu Zhendong was furious, wanting to slap himself a few times. Why did he go in to get yelled at? Curiosity killed the cat!
"Why was I so stupid? Why did I have to go in out of curiosity?" Xu Zhendong lightly slapped his cheek, took a deep breath, and said, "Never mind, I'll go to the interview at Yingtian Hospital first."
He hadn't gone far when he heard voices calling from behind, but they didn't call his name, so Xu Zhendong ignored them.
A moment later, those people caught up. Six tall men in suits and sunglasses surrounded him with an air of authority.
Xu Zhendong recognized them; they were the bodyguards who had gone in with Yang Wanxiang not long ago.
"Young Master Yang's condition hasn't been fully treated. Mr. Yang wants you to go back for treatment! Immediately."
These men were cold-faced and rude, showing no sign of pleading. This immediately made Xu Zhendong very unhappy. Just now, Mrs. Yang had been aggressive, and now the bodyguards were behaving like this.
Xu Zhendong's eyes were icy as he looked at the man blocking his way and said, "I'm not qualified to treat your Young Master Yang. Tell your Mrs. Yang to find someone else! Get out of the way! A good dog doesn't block the way."
The bodyguard shouted, "Insolence! Don't be so shameless! Being able to treat the young master of the Wanxiang Group is your good fortune. If you insist on turning the tables, then don't blame us for being impolite."
"Is this how your CEO Yang asks for help?" Xu Zhendong sneered, glancing at the six men, and said, "Then let's see how impolite you are! Get out of the way!"
With that, he quickly reached out and grabbed the wrist of the man blocking his way, his body going numb. Xu Zhendong pushed him hard, and the man fell to the ground.
The action seemed to be done in one smooth motion, and the other bodyguards didn't even have time to react before Xu Zhendong strode forward.
"Stop right there!"
The other bodyguards panicked. They absolutely couldn't let Xu Zhendong get away, otherwise they wouldn't be able to explain to CEO Yang. They quickly reached out to grab him.
These bodyguards were all veterans or skilled martial artists, their abilities extraordinary. An ordinary person would have been easily slaughtered by them, but Xu Zhendong had cultivated the "Heaven-Shaking Scripture," making him vastly different now.
"Hmph! Get out of my way!"
With a cold snort, he moved instantly, skillfully dodging the bodyguards' attacks. Several silver needles appeared in his hand, and with nimble movements, he circled the six bodyguards. The six bodyguards immediately froze, as if struck by pressure points.
"You... what did you do to us?"
The bodyguards were shocked, their bodies completely paralyzed, unable to move, their eyes filled with terror as they looked at Xu Zhendong.
"I, Xu Zhendong, am not someone to be trifled with. Since you want to play, I'll play with you!"
With that, Xu Zhendong raised his foot and kicked, sending one of them flying five meters away, screaming in agony, unable to move, enduring excruciating pain.
"You should also be punished! When you ask for help, you should have the proper attitude!"
*Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
* Six bodyguards were punched and kicked away, falling heavily to the ground in agony.
At that moment, Yang Wanxiang and his wife finally arrived.
Chapter Four: Kneeling to Beg for Help
As soon as Yang Wanxiang and his wife arrived, they saw their bodyguards lying on the ground in agony, unable to move, their faces contorted in pain, even bearing bruises.
"Useless, useless, a bunch of useless trash! They can't even catch an ordinary person!" Madam Yang angrily cursed at the bodyguards, her words filled with disdain.
But unexpectedly, Yang Wanxiang calmly observed everything before him, a look of apology on his face, and said seriously,
"What are you doing? I told you to come and ask for help, how could you be so violent?"
He himself actually wanted to ask Xu Zhendong to return, but these bodyguards were a bit too rough. Now, only this young man could save his son, and he dared not offend him.
Hearing his words, and then hearing Madam Yang's words, Xu Zhendong was still very displeased, and Madam Yang's attitude remained terrible.
"Mr. Yang, what are you saying? I was ignorant and arrogant. Traditional Chinese medicine is all fraudulent. I dare not delay your son's treatment. After all, your Dean Hua has already arrived, and it seems there's no use for me."
As he spoke, Xu Zhendong glanced at Madam Yang and said indifferently, "Besides, even if I tried to help, I would only be scolded. It's entirely my own fault. I'd rather withdraw as soon as possible to avoid someone wanting me dead."
Upon hearing this, Yang Wanxiang inwardly cursed, and at the same time, he gave his wife a cold look, and hurriedly explained, "Traditional Chinese medicine is a unique skill passed down in our country for thousands of years. How could it be useless? The illness that Dean Hua couldn't cure was stabilized by you, young man. You are a miracle doctor. My bodyguards were blind to your greatness just now. I apologize again on behalf of my wife. Please, young man, save my son!"
After speaking, he bowed deeply to Xu Zhendong, at a ninety-degree angle.
Yang Wanxiang, a renowned entrepreneur in Yingtian City with numerous businesses and a net worth of billions, was bowing to a young man.
Madam Yang snorted coldly, looking at Xu Zhendong with disdain. She opened her bag, took out a wad of banknotes, and said dismissively, "You just want money, huh? Name your price. How much will it take to treat my son?"
Xu Zhendong, initially impressed by Mr. Yang's words and feeling a strong sense of urgency regarding his son's condition, was about to return to help. However, upon hearing Madam Yang's words, Xu Zhendong's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly erupted.
"Mr. Yang, your bodyguards are no match for me, and I've already dealt with them. So, what I want to say is that it's not the bodyguards who offended me, but her, Madam Yang!"
Several onlookers had gathered and overheard their conversation. They were astonished by Xu Zhendong's words.
"What do you mean? Xu Zhendong, who are my husband and I? We are the presidents of Wanxiang Group! We've already lowered ourselves to beg you, what more do you want?" Madam Yang remained arrogant, her nostrils flaring.
"As long as we're in Yingtian City, there's never a problem we can't solve. It's your good fortune that we're begging you. Do you know how many people want to see us every day but can't? Now the opportunity is in front of you, don't be ungrateful!" Upon
hearing this, the onlookers nodded in agreement. They had stopped to watch because they saw the president and wife of Wanxiang Group, and some had even come from the hotel.
"Is that so? Since so many people are begging to see you, why don't you go beg them to treat your son? I'm just a charlatan traditional Chinese medicine practitioner; I can't cure your precious son's health. If I cause any harm, I can't bear the responsibility. My worthless life can't afford to pay for it. Goodbye!"
With that, Xu Zhendong turned and left, completely ignoring the stunned expressions of the couple and the astonished crowd.
"Is this young man out of his mind? These are the Wanxiang Group couple. If he had even a connection with them, he could enjoy endless wealth and luxury in Yingtian City. And he actually refused!"
"Young people are so impulsive. He's willing to miss an opportunity for a moment of pleasure. What a pity!"
"It's fine for a young man to have personality, but to lose an opportunity like this is a lifelong regret."
"This young man dared to refuse Yang Wanxiang; does he not plan to stay in Yingtian City?"
The crowd felt sorry for Xu Zhendong, shaking their heads as they watched him leave.
"Stop! You stop right there! You can't leave!"
Seeing Xu Zhendong leave so resolutely, Madam Yang's expression turned serious. She quickly chased after him, screaming loudly.
"You just think the money I offered isn't enough? Our Wanxiang Group isn't short of money. How much do you want? Just tell me, I can transfer it to you immediately, as long as you treat my son's illness. I'll give you as much as you need."
In her mind, there was nothing money couldn't solve. So many things in the past had been resolved by throwing money at the problem, so she naturally assumed this matter could be solved with money as well.
Xu Zhendong suddenly stopped, his eyes icy as he stared at Madam Yang, coldly saying, "I want 100 billion. If you can give me 100 billion, I'll go back and cure your son immediately. Don't think you're so great just because you have money. Give me 100 billion if you dare! Do you have it?"
Since you're so rich, then give me 100 billion and see if you can come up with it.
"You...you...you Xu Zhendong, don't push your luck! I..." Madam Yang was instantly enraged. Wanxiang Group's market value was at most 10 billion, yet Xu Zhendong demanded 100 billion to save her son.
"Shut up!" Yang Wanxiang suddenly shouted, giving his wife a cold look. He said irritably, "Isn't this all your fault? Doctor Xu was just treating our son, and you pushed him away, stopping him. Aren't you trying to kill our son? Do you want Qiankun dead to feel better?"
"Ah...no, no, Wanxiang, save our son! I can't live without Qiankun!" Madam Yang's voice finally trembled as she grabbed her husband's arm, her cries growing louder.
Seeing this, the onlookers felt sorry for her. Even the bodyguards, who could still move, followed timidly behind, suddenly feeling sorry for the woman.
But considering her previous actions, there's always a reason for her pitiful state. If it weren't for her, things wouldn't be like this now; she couldn't blame anyone else.
Yang Wanxiang stared intently at Xu Zhendong, his expression extremely grave. He looked at him for a while, as if making a difficult decision.
But Xu Zhendong didn't want to face this disgusting woman any longer and turned to leave.
Suddenly, a large hand grabbed his hand, and with
a thud,
Yang Wanxiang knelt down!
Everyone present was stunned. This was the president of Wanxiang Group, whose companies were worth billions or even tens of billions, and he was kneeling down to a young man.
"Dr. Xu, I know my wife was wrong before. She doesn't understand traditional Chinese medicine, which is why she was biased in her views. Dr. Xu, you could have saved my son's life, but my wife stopped her. I feel deeply ashamed of her actions. You have done a favor for my son, but my wife has repaid kindness with enmity. It was her fault. I kneel down and apologize to you."
"I, Yang Wanxiang, only have one son. I can't let him die so young. I can't let my parents outlive my son. When I get old, I won't have anyone to see me off. I beg you, Dr. Xu, please forgive me and save my son!"
At this point, Yang Wanxiang looked at his wife and said angrily, "Why don't you kneel down and apologize to Dr. Xu?"
Chapter 5: Using Acupuncture to Save Lives
Dean Hua also arrived at this time and witnessed Yang Wanxiang kneeling down. He was immediately stunned. Even though he was the dean of Yingtian City, he still respected a billionaire like Yang Wanxiang.
Unexpectedly, this wealthy man knelt down before a young man on the roadside to pay for his son's medical treatment. He was utterly shocked. He hurried over, but dared not speak.
Not only was Dean Hua shocked, but Madam Yang was also completely bewildered. Her husband, always a man of high status, had never knelt before anyone. This action was already shocking.
Not only that, but he was telling her to kneel as well. Her mind
couldn't process it; she stood there dumbfounded. "Why aren't you kneeling down to apologize to Doctor Xu?" Yang Wanxiang said sternly, his words filled with anger. He only had one son; he absolutely couldn't let him die like this.
Startled from her shock, Madam Yang's cold, resolute gaze softened instantly. She knelt down with a thud, embracing Xu Zhendong's leg and weeping,
"Dr. Xu, please save my son! He's my only son! Please save him! It was my fault before, I apologize!"
Xu Zhendong was also shocked by their actions. He hadn't expected these two high-ranking figures to kneel so readily. He also greatly admired Yang Wanxiang's courage; despite his regal bearing, he knew when to yield and humble himself.
Ignoring the shock and whispers of passersby, his son's life was paramount at this moment.
Xu Zhendong was certainly angry, but the two kneeling had dissipated much of his anger, partly due to his own compassionate heart as a healer.
"Madam Yang, you should be grateful you have such a good husband!"
Xu Zhendong said, quickening his pace as he returned to the hotel.
Mr. and Mrs. Yang were so excited that they quickly got up and hurried after him, thanking him profusely. Mrs. Yang remained silent, while Mr. Yang bowed slightly, adopting a pleading posture.
Dean Hua walked beside Xu Zhendong and said, "You must be the Divine Doctor Xu. You are truly a master of traditional Chinese medicine, able to circulate your qi during acupuncture. I wonder if you have reached the level of 'controlling qi to circulate needles'?"
Although Dean Hua was not a practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine, he had some knowledge of it and knew that controlling qi to circulate needles was a very important dividing line in traditional Chinese medicine, and also a level that reached the master level, a power that could not be ignored.
Xu Zhendong was pleased to see Dean Hua, as he wanted to apply for a job at Yingtian Hospital. He hurried along, saying, "Dean Hua, you flatter me. You can just call me Xu Zhendong. I haven't reached the master level of Qi manipulation and needle application yet; I've only learned a small part of the profoundness of traditional Chinese medicine." "
Oh! So how do you plan to treat Young Master Yang's illness? Even the renowned traditional Chinese medicine master, Tang Lao, might not be able to handle it. Are you really confident?" Dean Hua said, glancing at Mr. and Mrs. Yang Wanxiang behind him. "You should know Young Master Yang's identity. If it's not feasible, don't rush to show off."
Although Xu Zhendong said this, Dean Hua didn't underestimate him. After all, at such a young age, he had the courage to treat such a difficult case and stabilize Young Master Yang's condition at a critical moment, demonstrating remarkable talent. With a little training, he would surely have a bright future.
Xu Zhendong simply smiled faintly, saying nothing. With the Shennong inheritance, he could strategize and treat Young Master Yang's illness without any problem. He
hurried back to the hotel, where everyone was present, including medical staff, ensuring everything remained as it was. Xu Zhendong took out his silver needle pouch, casually flicking it open.
"I need quiet and to be undisturbed!"
Xu Zhendong had already begun circulating the "Shaking Heaven Scripture" within his body, channeling his true energy into the silver needles. Although he hadn't yet reached the master level of controlling qi to manipulate needles, he could still treat Young Master Yang's illness by utilizing the mysteries of true energy, albeit at a slightly slower pace.
Yang Wanxiang glanced coldly at his wife, then smiled apologetically at Xu Zhendong, firmly stating, "Don't worry, we absolutely won't be disturbed. Get rid of any irrelevant people, keep the lobby quiet, and we'll be open temporarily today."
A moment later, the entire hotel lobby fell silent; it was as if the sound of a silver needle falling to the ground could be heard. No one dared to breathe loudly.
Xu Zhendong channeled his inner energy into the acupuncture needles, his movements swift and fluid, using his true qi to expel the toxins. Simultaneously, he massaged Yang Shao's body with one hand—a seemingly simple massage that actually utilized a large amount of true qi to expel the toxins.
About ten minutes later!
*Pfft!*
Yang Shao vomited a mouthful of dark liquid, incredibly foul-smelling, which instantly filled the entire hall. Everyone covered their noses, and some girls couldn't bear it and began to vomit.
Xu Zhendong looked at Dr. Wang, then at Yang Wanxiang, and said, "Now we need someone to clean your young master's mouth, and I think Dr. Wang is the most suitable."
Upon hearing this, Dr. Wang was practically furious. What did he mean by "most suitable"?
This guy was clearly taking revenge!
"We have nurses here, they can also..."
"Dr. Wang, you heard it too, Dr. Xu said you're the most suitable!" Before Wang Zhenguo could finish speaking, Yang Wanxiang looked over, and an invisible pressure was exerted.
Wang Zhenguo was speechless. He wanted to curry favor with the Wanxiang Group, that was true, but his mouth was currently incredibly foul-smelling, disgusting, and no one wanted to do that.
But Yang Wanxiang's words were firm, and he knew he couldn't offend Yang Wanxiang, otherwise he wouldn't be able to work at Yingtian Hospital, or even in Yingtian City. "...Fine!" Dr. Wang glared at Xu Zhendong, and seeing the guy's meaningful smile, his face twitched a few times. This guy was doing it on purpose, but there was nothing he could do; Yang Wanxiang trusted this guy the most at this moment.
"What do you need me to do?"
Xu Zhendong said with a smug smile, "Clean your mouth and remove any foreign objects left inside. Since toxins can also remain in the mouth, Dr. Wang, you'd better be careful not to push any toxins back in. (Due to space limitations, follow the WeChat public account [Red Clothes Literature] and reply with the number 107 to continue reading the exciting story!) As for how to do it, I don't think I need to teach you!"
Smelling the stench, Dr. Wang felt like vomiting; he wished he could die. He lay on the ground, diligently cleaning his mouth, holding his breath to avoid the stench until his cheeks and neck turned red. Every now and then, he would turn his head in the opposite direction to take a deep breath.
Xu Zhendong was secretly delighted.
After more than ten minutes, the remaining objects in his mouth were finally removed.
"Thank you for your hard work, Dr. Wang," Xu Zhendong said. Wang Zhenguo's lips twitched a few times; the words were undeniably sarcastic, but he could only suppress his anger.
"Mr. Yang, your son's condition has stabilized. The toxins have been expelled, but his body is still quite weak. I'll write a prescription for him to recuperate. I suggest he be hospitalized temporarily. I'll come back in three days to observe him and see how he is."
"Thank you, Dr. Xu! Thank you, Dr. Xu!" Yang Wanxiang was extremely grateful, tightly grasping Xu Zhendong's hand, and asked with concern, "Where does Dr. Xu work? I'll take my son directly to that hospital for your convenience."
Xu Zhendong smiled wryly, picked up his resume from his bag, glanced at Dean Hua, and said, "I'm a student about to graduate, and I was planning to interview at Yingtian Hospital..."
"This...this is perfect!" Yang Wanxiang looked at Dean Hua and said, "Dean Hua, you see, someone as talented as Dr. Xu wants to go to Yingtian Hospital, shouldn't we hire him?"
"We must hire him! Someone as talented as Dr. Xu doesn't need an interview. I hereby formally hire you as a TCM intern. Welcome to the TCM Department of Yingtian Hospital, Xu Zhendong!"
Dean Hua smiled. (Due to space limitations, follow the WeChat public account [Red-Clothed Literature]) Reply with number 107 to continue reading the exciting story! Squinting, he extended his withered hand. Xu Zhendong hadn't expected this opportunity to land him a job at Yingtian Hospital. Although Yingtian Hospital had doctors like Wang Zhenguo who looked down on people, it also had Dean Hua who appreciated those with genuine talent. He knew, of course, that Dr. Wang would find opportunities to make things difficult for him after he joined the hospital, but with Dean Hua and his Shennong inheritance, he had nothing to fear from someone like Dr. Wang.
He reached out to shake hands with Dean Hua, smiling, "Thank you so much, Dean Hua. This is my resume."
At that moment, Wang Zhenguo, standing to the side, grinned smugly.
This kid was clearly jumping into the tiger's den. He was a physician-level figure at Yingtian Hospital; he would definitely make him suffer at every turn
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