"Well, that's true." Old Master Su nodded with a smile. "But a grandfather and grandson who haven't acknowledged each other can't be considered very close, can they?"
As they spoke, there was a hint of gunpowder in their words.
Grandpa Jiang snorted, saying defiantly, "Yes, although they haven't acknowledged each other yet, the blood relation is still there after all. That recognition is bound to happen sooner or later."
"Fine, I'll be waiting then."
Old Master Su said with a beaming smile, "After you and Little Xuan acknowledge each other, I'll give you a surprise."
That would be telling Old Jiang that Little Xuan is already together with Hua'er.
Grandpa Jiang felt the smile on Old Master Su's face was particularly grating and downright punchable.
Grandpa Jiang snorted coldly and averted his eyes.
He felt something was odd in his heart, a nagging feeling that Old Su was waiting for him with something.
A surprise? What kind of surprise?
Lin Xuan was still concentrating on writing the prescription, unaware of the conflict between the two old men.
Five minutes later, he put down his pen.
He spoke up, "I've finished writing the prescription. Follow the herbs and ratios listed here to brew the medicine. Use a low flame throughout, simmering for three hours each time."
The butler nodded and said, "Mr. Lin, I've noted it down. I will arrange for someone to prepare it."
Just as Lin Xuan was about to hand the prescription to the butler, Chen Lei rubbed his hands together and couldn't help asking, "Mr. Lin, could I take a look at the prescription?"
"Sure."
Lin Xuan handed the prescription to Chen Lei.
Chen Lei took it and continued to study it intently.
A minute later.
He exclaimed with admiration, "Marvelous, truly marvelous! How did I not think of this?"
"This prescription not only helps with Grandpa Jiang's condition, but also nourishes the body, with extremely minimal side effects."
There were two herbs he had never considered.
Both were potentially harmful to the body, but when combined with the other herbs in the formula, they become non-toxic and can even unleash potent medicinal effects, greatly benefiting Grandpa Jiang's illness.
He looked at Lin Xuan with shining eyes.
To be so skilled in medicine at such a young age was simply a once-in-a-century medical genius.
"Master..."
Chen Lei blurted out.
Lin Xuan looked at Chen Lei, puzzled.
Master?
"Oh no, I mean, Brother Lin."
Chen Lei quickly corrected himself.
"It's like this, Brother Lin. I wanted to ask if you're still taking disciples? Look at me, would I do? My medical aptitude is quite good, and I'm eager to learn. You wouldn't lose out by taking me as your disciple."
The servants in the Jiang family villa felt a sense of disillusionment upon hearing Chen Lei's words.
Chen Lei wasn't that old, only in his forties, and he was already a highly respected doctor.
He was considered top-tier among domestic physicians.
Moreover, his personality was always very serious and stern, rarely smiling; his cold expression could startle people.
Yet here he was, acting so obsequiously towards Young Master Lin.
He even wanted to acknowledge Young Master Lin as his master...
Jiang Yutong and Jiang Manting, the sisters, also showed surprise on their faces.
Little Xuan's medical skills were actually this impressive, capable of making Dr. Chen want to become his disciple...
At the same time, they felt a surge of pride and admiration.
Look, this was their biological cousin. So impressive.
Lin Xuan refused without a second thought, "Dr. Chen, I'm truly sorry, but I have no plans to take on disciples."
Taking a disciple meant having to teach them medicine and frequently answer their questions.
Too exhausting.
It offered him no real benefit.
Besides, he wasn't someone overflowing with altruism. He only looked after himself and those close to him. As for others, he had no intention of passing on his medical skills to treat more people.
Chen Lei persisted, "Brother Lin, please reconsider carefully. I have many connections and a lot of money. Whatever you want, anything, as long as you'll be my master."
Lin Xuan glanced at him and said, "Do I look like I lack money?"
Chen Lei was speechless.
It seemed he really didn't need it.
Lin Xuan was the head of Tianmu Group, which was primarily involved in the internet and entertainment industries. HuYin was a cash cow.
And those movies, as long as they were produced by Tianmu Group, basically all became huge hits, easily earning hundreds of millions or even billions.
Especially that Nezha movie, with over ten billion in box office revenue...
His bit of money was practically insignificant in Lin Xuan's eyes.
As for connections...
Lin Xuan had managed to grow such a large company; where would he lack connections?
Apart from having some connections and some money, his only other merit was his excellent medical skill.
But that skill was completely inadequate in Lin Xuan's view.
Chen Lei was left tongue-tied.
Lin Xuan said, "Dr. Chen, I'm in charge of such a large company. I have many matters to attend to and really don't have the time to teach you."
If Lei Hui heard Lin Xuan's reasoning, he would definitely complain heavily.
Boss, are you sure you're that busy?
Chen Lei sighed and said, "Alright then."
"If there's nothing else now, I'll head back first," Lin Xuan said.
"Little Xuan." Old Master Su couldn't help saying, "Would you like to stay here for a chat? Speaking of which, you've saved me twice, and I haven't properly thanked you yet."
Lin Xuan said, "It's fine. I saved you for a consultation fee, and my fees aren't low. You don't need to thank me."
"Then, Little Xuan, how much is the fee this time?" Old Master Su asked.
Lin Xuan replied, "For the next year, I'll come once a week until you recover. The total fee for everything combined will be two hundred million."
Two hundred million, that could be called an astronomical medical fee.
Not a single member of the Jiang family thought it was expensive.
Even if it were a billion, if it could cure Grandpa Jiang's illness, they wouldn't bat an eye at paying it.
"Tongtong, go, fetch a bank card with two hundred million. The black one. I forgot where I put it; help me look for it." Old Master Su winked at Jiang Yutong.
Jiang Yutong understood.
"Grandpa, I'll go right away."
She hurriedly left.
Only, finding the bank card might take quite a while.
Hmm.
Let Little Xuan and Grandpa have a good chat.
Maybe Grandpa has a way to get Little Xuan to acknowledge them.
"Little Xuan." Grandpa Jiang said kindly and amiably, "Tongtong has gone to get the bank card for your payment. Why don't you sit here for a while and keep an old man like me company for a chat?"
"Alright." Lin Xuan nodded.
He didn't have anything to do right now anyway; leaving a bit later wasn't urgent.
Old Master Su, hearing Grandpa Jiang's words, snorted inwardly.
He knew this Old Jiang's goal was simply to get closer to Little Xuan.
However, wanting to get Little Xuan to acknowledge them so soon wouldn't be that easy.
He understood Little Xuan a bit. Since Little Xuan didn't want to acknowledge the Jiang family, he wouldn't change his mind easily.
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