Urban Super Medical Saint

"Since that's the case, I apologize for the offense, young master." Tang Yiyuan, once he knew that Ge Dongxu had a mysterious medical mentor and preferred not to mention him, respected his wishes and did not inquire further.

"My name is Ge Dongxu. Just call me by my name, Professor Tang," Ge Dongxu, not accustomed to being addressed as 'young master' by a professor, replied upon hearing this.

"All right, then I'll call you Dongxu. Here's my business card; you can contact me if you need anything." Tang Yiyuan nodded, then took out a business card and handed it to Ge Dongxu.

"Thank you." Ge Dongxu took the business card, expressed his gratitude, and then examined it for a few moments. It listed many titles, not only Professor at the Jiangnan Province University of Traditional Chinese Medicine and doctoral supervisor but also expert of the Jiangnan Province Expert Medical Group, member of the Jiangnan Province Political Consultative Conference, and other significant positions.

Ge Dongxu was young and lacked social experience, unaware that the most prestigious title among these was that of the expert of the Jiangnan Province Expert Medical Group. Being on this list meant that he was one of the top doctors in Jiangnan Province, and there were only a few such individuals. While there were many professors and doctoral supervisors in Jiangnan Province.

In his eyes, being a university professor and a doctoral supervisor seemed even more impressive, so when he saw the term "doctoral supervisor," he thought this Professor Tang in front of him was quite remarkable, even mentoring doctorates. After all, he was just a high school student.

"May I ask, Dongxu, where are you from? How can I find you if I need to?" Tang Yiyuan, seeing that Ge Dongxu put his business card away, seized the opportunity to ask.

Although Ge Dongxu's master was no longer alive, his medical skills were enough to amaze Tang Yiyuan, who naturally wanted to befriend him and perhaps seek his help in the future. At least in treating asthma, Tang Yiyuan considered the young man before him an authority, not just in Huaxia Country but in the entire world.

"I'm from Ouzhou City," Ge Dongxu answered simply, without elaboration.

Tang Yiyuan's eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment at the response, but he did not press further. He was a smart man, and it was clear from Ge Dongxu's words that he preferred to remain a hermit rather than enter into public service, following his master's practices.

Since Ge Dongxu did not reveal his contact information, Tang Yiyuan turned the conversation to the topic of traditional Chinese medicine. Mostly, Tang Yiyuan asked questions, and Ge Dongxu answered.

In the beginning, Tang Yiyuan asked about common knowledge and cases in Chinese medicine, but upon seeing that Ge Dongxu answered easily, he began questioning him about some of the complex and unusual cases he had encountered and cured in his lifetime.

These successful cases were a source of pride for Tang Yiyuan, who deliberately brought them up to Ge Dongxu, partly wanting to restore some face he felt he had lost and to challenge Ge Dongxu's sharpness.

However, when Tang Yiyuan posed questions about the complex and unusual cases he had cured and secretly prided himself on to Ge Dongxu, he did not expect Ge Dongxu to respond as easily as before, treating these challenging cases as if they were as common as a cold or the flu.

Tang Yiyuan, not one to accept defeat, was about to list several more difficult cases to question Ge Dongxu about when the train arrived at the Linzhou train station in the provincial capital.

Upon reaching the station, Ge Dongxu stood up to leave. Simultaneously, the mother and grandmother of the child opposite him also stood up quickly to thank Ge Dongxu, "Doctor Ge, thank you so much. This is a small token of our appreciation; please accept it."

With those words, they took out a red envelope and tried to put it in Ge Dongxu's pocket.

It turned out that the mother and grandmother had prepared a red envelope in private but were concerned that Ge Dongxu might refuse it and create an awkward situation on the train, so they waited until the station to give it to him.

"No need, no need, this is what I should do!" Ge Dongxu hastily refused.

Seeing Ge Dongxu and the two women insist on giving and refusing the red envelope, Tang Yiyuan naturally felt it inappropriate to continue inquiring about Dongxu's expertise on difficult cases.

After pushing back several times, seeing that the two women were adamant, Ge Dongxu had to resort to the best move of all—walking away. No matter how much they clamored behind him, he just walked swiftly to the front.

Tang Yiyuan had not expected Dongxu to leave as soon as he said he would. By the time Tang realized he should have followed up and discussed more with him, it was already too late. Dongxu had gotten off the train and disappeared into the bustling crowd in a blink of an eye.

"What a pity," Tang Yiyuan couldn't help feeling regret as he shook his head. He was not sure if he regretted not being able to continue the inquiry and stump Dongxu, or if he regretted losing the opportunity to learn from him, or perhaps both.

Naturally, Ge Dongxu felt no such regret. After leaving the station and standing on the bustling road, watching skyscrapers towering into the sky, he felt like a country bumpkin entering the city for the first time, a bit overwhelmed and unsure of where to go.

It took a while for Ge Dongxu to calm his nerves. Not caring about eating, he did what he had seen on TV and, for the first time in his life, hailed a taxi off the street and took his first-ever ride in a sedan.

"Where to, young man?" asked the taxi driver.

"To Yongqing Hall on Fengtang Road," Ge Dongxu replied. He had specifically looked up information about Yongqing Hall in recent days and knew that there were two Yongchun Halls in Linzhou, and the one on Fengtang Road was the headquarters and the largest.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Alright," the taxi driver responded, then turned down the vacancy sign, started the car, and began the meter.

During the ride, the taxi driver observed Ge Dongxu through the rearview mirror several times, occasionally asking questions, including where he was from and whether it was his first time in the provincial capital.

Ge Dongxu, unsuspecting, honestly answered that he came from Changxi County.

But gradually Ge Dongxu realized something was wrong. He noticed the fare had jumped to thirty-one yuan, and they still hadn't arrived at Yongqing Hall. He had specifically looked at a map before coming and knew the station was not far from Fengtang Road.

"Master, are you sure we haven't taken the wrong way?" Ge Dongxu asked.

"No, I've been driving a taxi in Linzhou City for over ten years, how could I get lost? It's only another ten minutes or so." The taxi driver replied impatiently, turning the car into another street.

"You definitely took the wrong way; we've been down this road before!" As soon as the car turned into another street, Ge Dongxu's expression turned serious, and he spoke with a cold voice.

As someone practicing spiritual cultivation, he had a good memory. A place he had passed by once in the car was not something he would forget in a short time.

So when he saw the driver going back the same way they came, Ge Dongxu immediately understood that the taxi driver had realized he was from out of town and was deliberately taking him for a ride.

"Look here, young man, watch what you say! I've been driving a taxi for over ten years, do you really think I'd know the roads less than someone who has just arrived in Linzhou City?" The taxi driver did not expect this country fellow, Ge Dongxu, to recognize the route. At first, a flicker of panic crossed his eyes, but upon recalling that the other party was just a countryman coming to the city to find work for the first time, what was there to panic about? Instead, he became angry and accused Dongxu of talking nonsense.

The way Ge Dongxu dressed naturally led the taxi driver to assume he was a rural guy coming to the city to look for work.