I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan

Chapter 988 - 719: Speaking Out

Shen Rong was taken aback, and his heart instantly grew more anxious.Damn, he’s making it sound so serious. Could he be deceiving me?

Thinking of this, Shen Rong pretended to be calm and said,

"Haha, that’s just your one-sided story."

"I don’t believe that just by a casual glance, you could know my condition."

"If it were that miraculous, what’s the purpose of hospitals? Must their dozen-Yuan machines be just decoration?"

"Alright, I don’t have time to chat here with you. I’m busy."

Having said that, Shen Rong hurriedly ran outside.

Stepping outside, he took a breath of the fresh air and felt considerably more relaxed.

Earlier in the medical hall, being told off by Xia Liang had left him feeling oppressive and stifled, with his heart racing, nearly unable to breathe.

"That kid is really uncanny, a small-time Chinese doctor who could describe my physical condition."

"Looks like that kid indeed has some talent, but I’ll head to the hospital for a check-up anyway!"

Immediately, Shen Rong got into the car and instructed the driver to head straight for the biggest hospital in Shen City.

...

In the medical hall, Xia Liang watched Shen Rong hurry out and didn’t bother to intervene.

He knew that although Shen Rong was resistant and didn’t believe him,

in reality, he was already seventy to eighty percent convinced.

After all, he knew his physical condition better than anyone else.

And for someone like Shen Rong, with liver and kidney yin deficiency-type alcoholic liver disease, in modern western medicine, it remains a challenging problem.

Ordinary hospitals simply cannot completely cure it.

And the only hospitals capable of curing it would require him to stop drinking and undergo a liver transplant!

That’s right, a liver transplant!

Because his liver had developed cirrhosis due to years of excessive drinking.

Western medicine advocates for cutting out what’s damaged, and if that’s not possible, replace it altogether.

There’s simply no concept of regulation because they don’t understand the theories and treatments of Chinese medicine.

So, in the end, Shen Rong will still come seeking help from him.

After Shen Rong left, Xia Liang caught a cab and headed straight for the medicine market to see if he could find any needed herbs.

Because in his medical hall, the reserve of herbs for treating special diseases is practically nonexistent.

Due to this medical hall, since his grandfather’s generation, mainly focusing on health, wellness, and massage,

the idea of curing diseases is simply out of the question.

Thus, many herbs are absent.

But now, with Xia Liang in charge, things have changed.

Now he holds in mind the remedies to cure a myriad of diseases but lacks the herbs, which is a bit awkward.

Should he encounter patients who can’t acquire herbs during future live streams, he can also mail them online.

This also counts as a source of income!

...

The largest medicine wholesale market in Shen City is in Nancheng. When Xia Liang arrived here, he happened to catch a small gathering.

Thus, Xia Liang took out all his savings and started buying herbs in bulk.

Everything he had his eye on landed straight in his bag.

Before he knew it, over two hours had passed, and Xia Liang had purchased a large batch of herbs, spending tens of thousands.

The money was all earned from Xia Liang’s live streams in the past few days.

"The main herb still missing is the dancing crane cobra lily. Its role is extensive and required in many prescriptions, absolutely must purchase it."

"Other herbs can’t substitute its effects entirely."

Xia Liang murmured.

Then, he looked up and saw a shop called Qingyun Number One Medicine Material Wholesale Market.

A place bearing such a sign indicates the herbs in this shop should be quite comprehensive.

Earlier, Xia Liang had wandered around the wholesale market several times but couldn’t find the dancing crane cobra lily.

Even more absurdly, many people didn’t even know the herb, let alone have it.

Stepping into the herb shop, the space was vast. The five storefronts, measuring two- to three hundred square meters, were all filled with various herbs.

The shop was busy, with seven or eight clerks talking with some herb buyers.

"Can you walk down the price on this Gnemon Tree a bit? Fifty mililiters for one or two, how’s that?"

"Usually my purchase price is thirty-five, how did it suddenly rise to fifty mililiters now?"

At that moment, a crisp female voice suddenly caught Xia Liang’s attention.

Driven by curiosity, Xia Liang approached directly.

However, upon seeing the herb the woman was holding, Xia Liang’s brow furrowed slightly.

Because the herb wasn’t the Gnemon Tree at all, but the dancing crane cobra lily he needed.

"No wonder people don’t know the dancing crane cobra lily; it turns out it’s being sold as the Gnemon Tree."

"This is too absurd. The Gnemon Tree’s function is to dispel wind and promote blood circulation, eliminate swelling, relieve pain, and dissolve phlegm and stop cough."

"Whereas the dancing crane cobra lily’s function is much broader; using it mistakenly as the Gnemon Tree in prescriptions is a tremendous waste!"

Xia Liang thought to himself, feeling somewhat sorrowful.

This is the world of Chinese medicine today, where even the names of herbs are wrong—how can they be trusted to practice medicine?

"Sis, now the transportation costs have increased, and the production areas have been in drought this year. Many even faced crop failure."

"Therefore, the purchase price of these herbs has increased, and we have no other option."

The clerk explained beside her.

"Alright, give me one pound."

The woman complained and said.

"This is not the Gnemon Tree!"

At this moment, a faint voice suddenly interrupted the transaction between the two.

Chen Qingjun’s brow furrowed, her face somewhat displeased.

Someone actually said publicly she didn’t recognize herbs—this is utterly ridiculous!

The Chen Family Medical Hall is one of Shen City’s top Chinese Medicine Aristocratic Families, with three generations as Chinese doctors, and her great-grandfather even served as an imperial doctor during the Zhou Dynasty.

And now, someone has the audacity to claim she doesn’t know herbs!

This is undeniably a crushing blow to someone in Chinese medicine.

Chen Qingjun paused the transaction, turned to look at the source, curious about which young punk dared to show off in her presence.

However, upon seeing Xia Liang’s appearance, Chen Qingjun’s eyes flickered; the young man looks handsome and graceful.

But it’s precisely because he’s so young that Chen Qingjun finds him even less reliable.

Because it’s known in this profession of Chinese medicine, there’s an unwritten rule.

Three years to learn songs, five years to know herbs, ten years to remember prescriptions, and so on, not until reaching forty or fifty years old can one have minor achievements, and be qualified to treat patients.

Yet this young man before her, at most, is in his twenties.

So young in this field, he doesn’t even count as an apprentice.

Daring to boastfully try to guide her—what a joke!

With displeasure, Chen Qingjun said,

"What do you know? Go ask around; my Chen Family is one of the best Chinese Medicine Aristocratic Families in Qingyun City."