Chapter 823: Medicine Has Mysteries, Doctors Have Virtue

I want to see how you make me pay the price."Ye Bufan ignored him and turned to the crowd from the Changsun family, saying: "Give me a chance, I can prove that the sword manual wasn't taken by me."Thi..."Your prescription Ha! If you could write a prescription, would you be here seeking treatment"

Kingdome An proudly shouted: "Hurry up, anyone who dares to cause trouble in our Divine Needle King's domain will be thrown out immediately."

"You..."

The middle-aged man was so angry his whole body trembled, but after glancing at the tall and muscular bodyguards, he could only swallow his anger and leave.

"This is outrageous! This isn't bullying You clearly stated it was a free clinic, but now you're forcing people to buy medicine..."

"When you're a prostitute, you still have to put up a sign. Since you want to make money, don't say it's a free clinic. You made people wait all night for nothing..."

"It's infuriating, nowadays doctors are all heartless and only care about making money. They don't even think about curing patients anymore..."

Though those around him were in an uproar, Wang Guangan remained unfazed.

He stood on a chair and shouted to the audience: "My grandfather is a renowned TCM physician. It's already a great blessing that he can give you free medical consultations."

If you can't afford medicine, get rid of your appointment as soon as possible and don't waste my grandpa's time.

Although the people around were angry, there was nothing they could do, after all, he was a doctor and held the power in his hands.

Wang Guo'an said to the person behind him, "Next."

As soon as the words left her mouth, a young man in his twenties pushed a wheelchair over. An older man around fifty was sitting in it.

Standing before the doctor's table, a young man said, "Doctor, my father was in a car accident last year and hurt his spine. The doctor said it damaged the central nervous system, causing paralysis in his lower limbs. Can he be cured"

"Yes, Doctor Wang, I heard you're the "Divine Needle King," able to cure any ailment. Could you perhaps heal my back pain"

Possibly affected by the recent incident, middle-aged people spoke timidly and hesitantly, seeming afraid of angering the other party.

Wang Xuande remained silent, first checking the middle-aged man's pulse before saying, "I can cure your ailment. Using our Wang family's ancestral Five Phoenixes Dawn Needle technique, we can repair the damaged nerves. After a month, you'll be able to walk again."

"That's great, Dr. Wang, thank you..."

The middle-aged man and the young man were full of surprise. Before they could express their thanks, Wang Guo'an said, "My grandfather charges 10,000 yuan per needle, and with 30 days a month, that comes to 300,000 yuan in total. Payment first, then treatment..."

"What 300,000 That's too expensive, right"

Upon hearing the price, the crowd in the room immediately erupted. "My God, 300,000 Is this even a doctor anymore This is highway robbery..."

"It's too expensive! Acupuncture doesn't even cost anything, so why is it this much money..."

Although the man just said that Divine Needle King's medicine was expensive, everyone didn't have a clear concept. Now they could hear it clearly.

300,000 yuan among ordinary people in China is definitely not a small sum. Many people only earn two or three thousand yuan a year, and they have to save for 10 years even if they don't eat or drink.

While others are just watching the drama unfold, this father and son duo are right in the thick of it.

The young man said with a grimace, "Doctor Wang, 300,000 yuan That's way too expensive, right Could you lower the price a bit"

"Cheap" Wang Guo'an sneered, "You didn't even look at what my grandfather is. This is the Divine Needle King, China's national master physician."

"If it can cure you, that's good enough. You even dare to haggle 300,000 for one treatment is the minimum! If you want to be treated, get treated. Otherwise, get lost!"

Although the young man's anger surged, he didn't dare to outburst. After all, they had visited many places, none of which could cure the middle-aged man's illness.

"As I told you, the price of our Divine Needle King's medicine is expensive for a reason," Wang Guoan said with a sneer once again.

Our medical skills are excellent and genuine. For this kind of illness, besides my grandfather, no one else can cure it.

His words silenced the crowd instantly. No one dared to speak any further, after all, a patient was in a vulnerable position and had to rely on others for help.

"Even if your medical skills are excellent, you can't just focus on money. You're a doctor, not a businessman, you should always uphold medical ethics."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Ye Bufan stepped out of the crowd.

"Wang Guo-an's eyes widened: 'Boy, who are you You don't have a say here. If you want to see a doctor, go to the back of the line.'"

"I'm not here to see a doctor, I'm a doctor myself."

Ye Bufan glanced at the grandfather and grandson before him, a cold smile playing on his lips. "Wang Xuandé, 'medicine has mysteries, medicine practitioners have virtue'—I presume your name is taken from these two characters in this poem, isn't it"

And you, Wang Guangan, are renowned for tending to the sick and injured, bringing peace and stability to the nation.

It seems your ancestors still hoped you would have medical ethics, but unfortunately, you've forgotten about that. All you can see now is money, and you don't deserve the title "King of Divine Needles" anymore.

"So that's how it is. I didn't expect his name to hold such a secret. It's a shame though, the Wang family only sees money, where's their medical ethics"

"Saving the world with medicine, bullsh*t. Divine Needle Wang only cares about money."

"Saving lives and helping the wounded, what a joke they are, robbing people would be more like it..."

After Ye Bufan said that, the people around immediately became noisy again. The faces of Wang's grandfather and grandson turned extremely ugly.

Ye Bufan is right, as a large family, every generation of the Wang family has already had their names decided and their genealogy compiled.

Whether it's Wang Xundé or Wang Guāng'ān, both names were inherited from their ancestors, and their meanings are just as he said, taken from two previous lines of poetry.

It's a pity that over the years, medicine in their Wang family has become a tool for profit, completely forgetting about the purpose of healing and saving lives.

However, it's one thing to have done it oneself, and quite another when someone points it out. Wang Xande's face immediately turned as red as liver.

"Boy, who are you I don't need you to teach me how to practice medicine."

Since you practice medicine without virtue, then there's no need for you, the Divine Needle King, to continue.

Ye Bufan had just seen clearly what the Wang family grandfather and grandson had done. As a descendant of the ancient medical sect, he decided to give them a lesson.

Wang Guoan shouted, "What a joke! My grandfather is a renowned imperial physician. When my clinic opens or closes has nothing to do with you!"

Get out of here right now, or I'll have your legs broken.

"The so-called master doctor is nothing but a vain title." Ye Bufan looked at Wang Xuande, "Dare you compare your medical skills with me"

If you lose, move out from here and the Divine Needle Wang's Clinic will belong to me from now on.

"Boy, do you even have any shame My grandpa is someone you can't just challenge!"

Ye Bufan ignored Wang Guo'an's shouts, reached out and took out a small box, opened it, and handed it to Wang Xuande: "If I lose, this thing is yours."

Wang Xuande originally did not take this young man seriously, and he never thought about accepting the other party's challenge.

When he saw what was inside the box, his eyes lit up and he exclaimed, "This is the Flying Crane Gold Needle"

As the descendant of the Divine Needle King, although he had put medical ethics aside, he still knew some common sense and legends about medicine.

Needles made of bronze and golden acupuncture needles are rightfully called the holy treasures of traditional Chinese medicine, they are absolutely priceless.

But these two things had disappeared for many years, and unexpectedly the Flying Crane Gold Needle appeared before him.ous cities have their own dark corners, and the capital city is no exception.Two people arrived at a village slated for demolition. To be precise, it wasn't even considered a proper village—it was sim...