Chapter 7 You Have Kidney Deficiency
Hearing this, Director Wu was startled and said, "Assassination? Is it that serious?"
Jiang Wei, on the sickbed, was speechless. She gave Fang Yu a cold look and said, "It's nothing."
"Oh... Director Jiang, you're looking good today." As he spoke, Director Wu winked and gestured to Fang Yu.
"Director Wu, what's wrong with your eyes?" asked Fang Yu innocently.
"What's wrong? Come out with me!"
Director Wu forcibly dragged Fang Yu out of the VIP ward.
Finding a corner, Director Wu Cunzhong suddenly became gentle and said affectionately, "Xiao Fang, you've just arrived at the hospital and already made such a big contribution. I've thought it over, and I should reward you."
Hmm?
Unsolicited kindness is either treachery or thievery.
Fang Yu looked at Director Wu with caution and said, "Director, just say what you want. There's no need for this."
Wu Cunzhong gave an awkward smile and said, "What are you talking about, can't I find you if there's nothing? But, there really is something I need your help with."
"——"
Old foxes are indeed no good thing.
"Well, Director, I'm not feeling well today..." Fang Yu turned to leave.
"Xiao Fang... this task is very simple for you. If you go, the position of Chief of Traditional Chinese Medicine at Hua Hospital will be yours!"
Fang Yu stopped in his tracks.
"Are you lying to me?"
The old fox with a stern face replied earnestly, "I swear on my uniform! As long as you help me, the position of Chief of Traditional Chinese Medicine is yours to take."
Damn this is just too familiar.
"No way."
"Why not?"
"If I don't become the Chief of Traditional Chinese Medicine, you have to streak around the hospital!" Fang Yu seriously said.
Director Wu Cunzhong's face faltered, then he agreed, "Alright!"
This little bastard, full of cunning schemes. The rumors were not false; I'll have to be more careful around him in the future.
"Then I'll trust you this time; tell me, what is it?"
Director Wu felt uncomfortable deep down but dared not show it. He forced a smile and said, "A friend is ill, and would like you to have a look. The car is ready; we can leave now."
Having said that, he pulled Fang Yu towards the outside and got into the car.
"Who needs to see a doctor like this, not coming to the hospital to register, and requiring us to visit?"
"It's someone with influence," Director Wu said earnestly.
"An influential person? Now that you mention it, I'm a little nervous. I would hate to tremble and get the needle placement wrong..." Fang Yu didn't care much; he just went to sleep.
Wu Cunzhong was left speechless, knowing that this little bastard did it on purpose and didn't bother to talk to him any further.
After who knows how long, the car stopped outside a villa estate.
At the gate stood several bodyguards dressed in black suits, shiny shoes, and sunglasses, patrolling back and forth.
Clearly, this was not the house of an ordinary person.
Before they got out of the car, Director Wu Cunzhong instructed, "Remember, don't talk nonsense later."
"Got it," replied Fang Yu, nodding.
After getting out of the car, Director Wu seemed to know the two bodyguards at the door and smoothly got through.
They followed one of the bodyguards towards the inner courtyard, passed a fountain, rounded a swimming pool, and Fang Yu saw a middle-aged man, lying on a Taishi chair basking in the sun.
"Chairman Zhang... I've brought the person," Director Wu approached the man and said respectfully.
The man addressed as Chairman Zhang took off his hat.
"Director Wu, you've arrived!"
At the same time—
Fang Yu also got a clear look at the middle-aged man; average complexion, dim eyes, even sporting dark circles, and his brow was not bright... indeed he seemed to have some health issues.
"Is this the acclaimed acupuncture master, Xiao Fang, you mentioned?"
Director Wu nodded.
Chairman Zhang's demeanor was gentle, and he warmly said, "Little Fang, come, come, have a seat. Don't be shy. Make yourself at home."
"Thank you, Chairman Zhang."
As soon as he sat down, Chairman Zhang asked eagerly, "I heard from Director Wu that you know the Taiyi Needle Technique. Is it true?"
"I indeed do."
"That's wonderful! I've invited the Divine Doctor Sun from Yanjing several times, but he always says he's too old. I didn't expect you to also know the Taiyi Divine Needle!"
Fang Yu replied with a smile, "It's just a minor skill, not worth mentioning..."
"The Taiyi Divine Needle is no minor skill; anyone who masters it possesses divine medical skills!"
"Thank you for your praise." Fang Yu's eyes sized up Chairman Zhang again. "Chairman Zhang, shall we start treating your illness now?"
"You can tell I'm sick?" Chairman Zhang said in surprise.
"I didn't tell him that you were ill," insisted Director Wu, gesturing frantically.
However...
Fang Yu said contentedly, "It's just a little kidney deficiency. If I couldn't even see that, Director Wu wouldn't have invited me here to treat you."
"——"
Chairman Zhang's face reddened instantaneously.
Director Wu Cunzhong was taken aback, making faces as he said, "Little Fang, don't talk nonsense! Chairman Zhang is wealthy and robust, at the peak of his vigor. How could he possibly have kidney deficiency?"
"I'm not talking nonsense. If I'm not mistaken, Chairman Zhang's performances probably last less than two minutes each time, commonly known as 'premature xie'," said Fang Yu calmly.
"Little Fang—" Director Wu's beard was almost twisted in anger.
"Director Wu, don't shout. You too... should pay more attention to your body and not be so frequent!"
"——"
Both Chairman Zhang and Director Wu Cunzhong were indescribably embarrassed.
Luckily, there were no outsiders present; otherwise, it would have been an explosion on the spot.
Fang Yu continued to pretend as if he knew nothing, but he couldn't help snickering inwardly. Old man, you're coming to me for treatment and yet you expect me to grovel? What a joke!
"Chairman Zhang, there's no need to be embarrassed. This actually shows that you have abundant energy. Most people of your age wouldn't even think about such matters, let alone you. There are many young people in their twenties with kidney deficiencies."
"That... can it be treated?" Chairman Zhang asked concernedly.
"Of course, it can be treated."
Since it was treatable, Chairman Zhang no longer cared about his image and determinedly asked, "Little Fang, would you be able to treat me now?"
"No problem, very convenient... However, I have conditions when I treat others," Fang Yu said lightly.
Hearing this, Director Wu Cunzhong jumped in fright, scolding, "Little Fang, don't talk nonsense. Being able to treat Chairman Zhang is a once-in-three-lifetimes opportunity for you!"
Really good at brown-nosing!
Fang Yu didn't even glance at Director Wu.
But Chairman Zhang hastily said with a smile, "Little Fang is right, it's normal to want something in return. If you asked for nothing, I'd find it strange... As long as you can cure me, money is no object!"
"Alright! Chairman Zhang, you're really generous. You speak differently from some old fogeys who are more stubborn," said Fang Yu.
Huh, this young rascal, is he taking a dig at me? Director Wu felt like crying without tears!
"That's settled then. Shall we... begin?" Chairman Zhang said with a smile.
"Mhm. Don't move, it'll be quick!"
As Fang Yu spoke, he took a purple pouch from his waist, the row of Golden Needles inside gleaming even brighter under the sunlight.
Chairman Zhang's eyes lit up, truly a Divine Doctor!
After preparing the needles, Fang Yu held one with a single hand, his eyes suddenly sharp.
"Chairman Zhang, get ready to lie down!"
"Mhm."
Chairman Zhang cooperated fully, lying on the armchair and removing his shirt.
Director Wu Cunzhong also became serious. He had not witnessed the miraculous Needle Technique in person before; now that he had the chance to watch it happen, how could he not be excited!
All of a sudden—
Fang Yu made his move.
One could only see afterimages flashing before their eyes!