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The divine doctor, absolutely a divine doctor!
The middle-aged man's heart couldn't help but ignite with hope! It's said that true masters are among the common people, and this saying isn't the slightest bit false!
At least the middle-aged man knew of one remarkable person among the common folk, so he didn't harbor much doubt about the tall, skinny man's identity.
After all, not just anyone knew his problem, a problem not even his daughter was aware of, only his driver knew.
"Old buddy, you need to take care of your body, don't tire yourself out too much. With your age, rest at home, it's good for your health and longevity."
This time the tall, skinny man didn't continue with that; he just nodded at the middle-aged man.
"May I ask the divine doctor if there is a treatment plan for my problem?"
The middle-aged man saw that the divine doctor only advised him to rest more instead of talking about his illness, which reinforced his trust!
Although years of business experience reminded him that there can't be that many coincidences in the world, concern leads to confusion!
Thinking that his chronic problem might be cured, he was truly excited!
After all, he couldn't really rest. If he rested, who would manage his business?
"Yes!" The tall, skinny man nodded, "But..."
"The fee for the consultation is negotiable."
As a businessman, the middle-aged man naturally knew that services require remuneration.
"The consultation fee is actually secondary, just that I need some rather precious medicinal materials..."
The tall, skinny man smacked his lips, putting on an air of profundity.
"Precious my ass, he's a fraudster!" Tang Ming suddenly spoke up!
He figured, if he helped this uncle out, he should be treated to a meal, right? No need for anything fancy, just give him five servings of the top-grade box lunch!
"Huh?" The middle-aged man was startled and looked at Tang Ming with some surprise.
The tall, skinny man was also taken aback. Just as he was about to succeed with his scam, some brat who couldn't see what was going on jumped out to mess things up!
Immediately angered, his face darkened, "Old buddy, since someone's calling me a fraud, you can choose not to believe me."
"This..."
The middle-aged man couldn't help giving Tang Ming a wry look, knowing he meant well. But considering the possibility of curing his ailment, he felt compelled to say:
"Young fella, he got all my symptoms right; he's not a fraud..."
"While you were closing your eyes to rest just now, he quickly rifled through your briefcase. There was a medical report in there, wasn't there? It's all written down very clearly, right? Don't tell me he saw it; I saw it too. Your name's Chen Younian, 39 years old, with a one-centimeter gunshot wound in your lung..."
Tang Ming spoke slowly.
"You're talking nonsense!"
The tall, skinny man hadn't expected Tang Ming to be so observant! No way, how could this kid have seen it from such a distance?
And he was sure that he had been discreet, with no one noticing!
"I'm not talking nonsense, are you sick?" Tang Ming smiled playfully as he watched the skinny tall man.
"It's brats like you that are sick!" the tall, skinny man retorted angrily.
"You're the one who's sick! You've got gastric ulcers, kidney deficiency, hemorrhoids, benign prostatic hyperplasia! And most importantly, you're about to get acute enteritis!"
"You're full of bullshit..."
The tall, skinny man was about to curse when his stomach suddenly made a "gurgling" noise, followed by a "poot," and he winced in pain as he stood up and bolted toward the bathroom...
"Uncle, see, that's what being sick looks like. Compared to him, your condition is nothing!"
Tang Ming pointed at the tall, skinny man who had rolled into the bathroom and couldn't come out, then said to the middle-aged man.
"Young man, are you... the divine doctor?"
The middle-aged man stared at Tang Ming, dumbfounded! Although he wasn't sure if Tang Ming was right about the tall, skinny man's bunch of conditions, the last one was spot on; the guy had gone straight to the bathroom with acute enteritis.
"That... Uncle, could you show me some gratitude first?"
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Tang Ming felt somewhat embarrassed.
The middle-aged man was startled, then burst into laughter, "Haha, no problem, how much is the consultation fee to cure my issue?"
"Let's not talk about consultation fees just yet, I'm hungry... Could you get me five of the most expensive boxed meals from that food cart?"
Tang Ming, drooling as he watched the food cart being pushed back and forth, had been eating nothing but wild grass and tree roots in the harsh North African environment.
"..."
The middle-aged man was taken aback, but he still casually waved over the young girl selling meals, took out a stack of banknotes, and bought Tang Ming ten of the highest-quality meat boxed meals.
"Thanks a lot!"
Tang Ming felt very satisfied, this guy was easy to talk to. Picking up the chopsticks, he started gobbling down the meals voraciously.
The middle-aged man watched Tang Ming finish off the boxed meals with a look of shock on his face and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"Need more, young man?"
"No, there's an old saying that eating until you're seventy percent full is good for your health and spirits!"
Tang Ming wiped his mouth.
Seventy percent full? Was that just seventy percent full? The middle-aged man felt a bit of a breakdown!
He was now increasingly convinced that the person before him was truly exceptional.
Just as Tang Ming finished eating, he saw the skinny tall man from before coming back, followed by two burly men!
Since he was already exposed, the skinny tall man stopped pretending, determined to teach Tang Ming a lesson to quell the hatred in his heart!
"It's him, beat the crap out of this little bastard!"
The skinny tall man shouted weakly, nearly collapsing from dehydration, glad he hadn't died in the toilet. Otherwise, he wouldn't need to bother his two accomplices to teach a little brat a lesson.
"Kid, was it you meddling just now?"
One of the burly men lumbered over.
"I think you two are the ones meddling. Don't your balls hurt?" Tang Ming asked.
"Balls hurt?"
The burly man was taken aback at first, but then suddenly clutched his groin, his face twisted in agony as if his mother had died!
The other one was not much better off, clutching his lower body and dropping to his knees, wailing in extreme pain.
"See, I told you your balls would hurt!"
Tang Ming shook his head.
"You... you... what did you do to them?"
The skinny tall man was panic-stricken.
However, Tang Ming was nonchalant, curling his lip, "Aren't you the Divine Doctor? Why don't you treat them?"
"You... you're good, just you wait!"
The skinny tall man left a harsh threat behind, staggering off with his two disciples of the clutching-groin faction.
This time, the middle-aged man's expression towards Tang Ming had completely changed!
This was not just an ordinary Divine Doctor; this was a Super Divine Doctor!
Making people fall ill on the spot, what kind of skill was that?
Most importantly, the middle-aged man hadn't seen how Tang Ming had done it at all, but those two big men had simply knelt down.
"Young man, you're quite impressive. But you're not from Songlan City, are you? Songlan City shouldn't have such an incredible character like you!"
Coming back to his senses, the middle-aged man felt genuine admiration.
"No, I'm here on business."
Tang Ming nodded, "Are you from Songlan City, uncle?"