Stepping out of the hospital ward, An Yi took a bite of an apple as he walked, scanning his surroundings.
This was a hospital—patients were everywhere. He pondered whether he could pick up some extra cash on the side.
Appendicitis, acute gastroenteritis, migraines, hemorrhoids, irregular menstruation...
An Yi swept his gaze across the entire floor before tossing the apple core aside, ready to give up.
These minor ailments didn’t even warrant his intervention.
Continuing his search would be like fishing for a needle in the ocean.
Meanwhile.
A bespectacled young man peeked out cautiously from around the stairwell corner.
He held a notebook, sketching a few flowcharts.
After much deliberation, he still couldn’t figure out why An Yi was peering into every ward.
This guy was as baffling as ever.
Chen Bing shook his head after drawing several versions, then crossed out the flowcharts with his pen.
An ordinary person’s lifespan was, at most, a hundred years—but he had been reincarnating for a thousand, equivalent to ten lifetimes.
During those endless cycles of time, Chen Bing had wandered nearly every corner of the Earth out of sheer boredom.
But with over seven billion people on the planet, he couldn’t possibly know every single one.
The Great Xia Nation alone had 1.4 billion!
An Yi was merely an intriguing passerby he had stumbled upon by chance, which piqued his interest enough to study him for nearly ten reincarnations.
Of course, he never would’ve guessed that this guy would turn out to be the key to ending his cycle of rebirth!!!
If only he had gathered more data over a few more cycles.
Chen Bing sighed faintly.
Based on the current analysis, this kid was still an enigma.
What kind of lousy doctor are you? And you call yourself a deputy director?!
"Miss Tang, I’m sorry, but given the current condition, we can only treat your grandfather with milder traditional Chinese medicine."
"Chinese medicine?! Are you out of your mind?! The Great Qing Nation is long gone, and you’re still peddling this scam?! If anything happens to my grandfather, I’ll tear this hospital down!"
Inside the VIP ward.
A ponytailed girl with striking features was in a furious rage, screaming at the deputy director with unrestrained fury.
On the hospital bed lay an elderly man with an imposing demeanor, now pale-faced and grimacing in pain. Even a layman could tell his condition was critical.
The deputy director’s forehead was drenched in sweat, enduring the verbal onslaught without daring to retort.
He was truly helpless!
The old man’s heart was failing—there was simply no cure!
Though he didn’t know the Tang family’s exact background, the deputy director could tell from their appearance that they were people of influence.
And with the girl’s fiery temper, things could get ugly...
Tang Xiaoya watched her grandfather’s deteriorating state with mounting panic.
They had been on their way back from visiting relatives in Yunzhou City when, while passing through Jiangbei City, her grandfather suddenly fell ill.
And these so-called doctors in Jiangbei couldn’t do a damn thing! Resorting to Chinese medicine of all things!
As a fresh graduate, she felt utterly lost in this situation.
"What’s going on here?"
An Yi strolled in with his hands clasped behind his back, exuding an air of calm authority.
The deputy director spotted him and immediately shot him a warning look.
Kid, this isn’t the time to show off—you’ll get caught in the crossfire!
Can’t you see this is the eye of the storm?!
Tang Xiaoya cast a cold glance at An Yi.
Already seething with frustration, she had no patience for some random guy barging in.
An Yi sized her up.
Her delicate features were accentuated by light makeup, her beauty undeniable.
Dressed in a white tracksuit, her figure wasn’t fully visible, but he estimated she’d score at least an 8.5 out of 10.
Chen Bing, who had been tailing An Yi, froze momentarily upon seeing Tang Xiaoya.
Why is she here? According to the timeline, she should still be in Yunzhou City yesterday.
"Who are you?! What are you doing here?!"
Tang Xiaoya didn’t hold back, immediately launching into a tirade.
An Yi frowned slightly.
Honestly, he wasn’t fond of hot-tempered women like her.
Compared to someone gentle and serene like Lan Ruoxi or adorably naive like Shen Muxuan, she wasn’t his type.
"I’m here to treat your grandfather. If you’d rather let him die, I’ll walk away right now," An Yi snapped.
"You?!"
Tang Xiaoya looked him up and down with undisguised disdain.
Dressed in cheap clothes and sandals—he looked like some street punk!
But the deputy director’s eyes lit up with hope. "Mr. An, y-you can help?"
In his eyes, the old man was already beyond saving—modern medicine had no solution.
They were just waiting for the inevitable.
Yet An Yi claimed he could treat him!
Maybe this kid really could do it!
The deputy director’s face flushed with excitement. He had personally witnessed An Yi’s miraculous acupuncture skills!
Seeing the deputy director’s reverence toward An Yi, Tang Xiaoya’s expression shifted, a glimmer of hope surfacing.
This man was the deputy director, one of the top doctors in the hospital. If he held An Yi in such high regard, maybe there was a chance!
"I apologize for my rudeness earlier. Please, if you can save my grandfather, the Tang family will reward you handsomely!" Tang Xiaoya said earnestly.
An Yi glanced at her, then checked the old man’s pulse before stating flatly, "You got him here just in time. He can be saved."
The deputy director nearly jumped for joy. "Then we leave it to you, Mr. An!"
"Easy. But first, let’s get this straight—this is a life-saving procedure. My fee is 100,000."
An Yi pulled out a set of silver needles from his sleeve.
Tang Xiaoya’s eyes widened. "What are you doing? Acupuncture?!"
"What else?" An Yi rolled his eyes.
"Are you insane?! Using some TV drama nonsense on my grandfather?! If anything goes wrong, I’ll kill you!"
Tang Xiaoya’s chest heaved with anger as she gritted her teeth.
This woman is insufferable.
An Yi put the needles away. "Fine, let him die then. I’m not treating him."
"N-no, Mr. An! Saving a life is a noble deed—please don’t be rash!" The deputy director panicked.
"Then I’m raising my price. One million," An Yi said casually.
Tang Xiaoya’s face twisted in outrage. "A million?! You’re just a scammer preying on us! Chinese medicine is all a fraud!"
In this world, traditional Chinese medicine had been reduced to a half-baked pseudoscience, no better than snake oil in the eyes of most people.
Entrusting her grandfather to someone like this? Unthinkable!
"X-Xiaoya... don’t be... unreasonable..."
The old man struggled to speak, his breathing labored as he looked at An Yi. "My granddaughter... has a temper... Please... proceed..."
Tang Xiaoya glared at An Yi. "If you actually cure my grandfather, I’ll give you five million!"
"Deal."
An Yi met her gaze coolly. "But once he’s healed, you’ll say ‘Chinese medicine is not a fraud’—a hundred times."
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