Uncle I, the most fond of picking on the weak and fearing the strong

After finishing his morning routine, Tang Yu took Jiang Xiaoyue to breakfast.

When they arrived at the dining room, a young man with a ponytail was already having his breakfast.

Seeing Tang Yu arrive, he immediately stood up to greet them.

"Brother, Dr. Jiang, long time no see."

Upon seeing the long-haired youth, Tang Yu paused briefly before nodding with a smile, "Long time no see."

"Come eat quickly, breakfast is getting cold. After we finish, we'll go see grandfather together."

The long-haired youth enthusiastically helped set up bowls and chopsticks for Tang Yu and his companion.

Tang Yu sat down and began eating breakfast silently, observing the smiling ponytailed youth from the corner of his eye.

This guy who called him brother wasn't his biological brother.

He was his second uncle's son, his cousin Tang Ruoyu.

Tang Yu had quite a vivid impression of this fellow.

In the original story plot, shortly after Tang Yu's death, Old Mr. Tang fell gravely ill from anger and passed away.

Tang Yu's parents, determined to avenge their son, were willing to use every resource at their disposal for revenge!

But no matter how powerful the Tang family was, they were no match for the protagonist's luck.

The Dragon Soul Organization backing him was far more powerful than the Tang family!

Playing weak while hiding one's strength - that's something only those with real backing can afford to do!

So Tang Ruoyu, who had been suppressing his ambitions, took the opportunity to join Ye Chen, becoming the Dragon King's dog and backstabbing the Tang family!

This guy played a major role in the sinking of the Tang family's ship!

"Got to find a chance to bury this guy," Tang Yu muttered to himself.

Damn it, the Tang family's trillion-dollar assets were supposed to be his reward for surviving until the end!

He couldn't confront the protagonist directly.

But dealing with a traitor? How hard could that be?

He preferred to pick on the weak and avoid the strong, after all.

Jiang Xiaoyue, who was drinking porridge, looked up at Tang Yu with confusion.

Who was brother Tang Yu planning to bury?

After finishing breakfast, the three of them went to find the old man in the back courtyard.

When they arrived, Old Mr. Tang was sitting in his armchair playing with his phone.

The sounds of fighting and game character voices occasionally came from his device.

Old Mr. Tang's face was contorted as he cursed.

"Go in! You tank, don't you even know how to initiate?"

"Are you in elementary school, archer? Shouldn't you be in class instead of playing ranked?"

"Bunch of trash, even at eighty years old I wouldn't play this badly."

The three who walked in were clearly thunderstruck.

This old man was surprisingly trendy?

When the game ended, Old Mr. Tang threw his phone on the table and clutched his chest in anger.

"Grandfather, you should stop playing games, it's not good for your health."

Tang Yu hurried over to persuade him.

"Yes, Grandfather Tang, you must take care of your health."

"Grandfather, you need more rest."

Jiang Xiaoyue and Tang Ruoyu also quickly added their concerns.

"Alright, alright, I'll uninstall it and stop playing."

Old Mr. Tang nodded, took up his phone and uninstalled the infuriating game.

"First have some tea and rest, I'll check your pulse."

Jiang Xiaoyue poured Old Mr. Tang a cup of tea and sat down beside him to check his pulse.

Meanwhile, Tang Yu quietly observed his grandfather.

With the reward of the Divine Medical Classic, he now only needed to focus his eyes to see where someone's body had problems.

[Grandfather's stomach problems are chronic, and there's clearly cold energy surrounding his stomach.]

[According to the Divine Medical Classic, this is a deficiency of stomach yin caused by insufficient yin and bodily fluids.]

[The best treatment approach should focus on nourishment and warming. Using hundred-year-old black lingzhi mushroom as the medicine guide, plus six other herbs including yellow jing and sand ginseng made into an herbal tea, taken for a month should do it.]

[But can this Divine Medical Classic really be trusted?]

Jiang Xiaoyue, who was taking Old Mr. Tang's pulse, was startled when she heard these thoughts.

She looked at Tang Yu in shock.

Brother Tang Yu knew medicine?

And he could diagnose just by looking, without even taking a pulse?

In traditional Chinese medicine's four diagnostic methods - looking, listening, questioning, and touching - the highest realm of observation was the divine state!

Only those who reached the divine state could achieve this!

And as grandfather had told her, no one in Chinese medicine had reached the divine state for hundreds of years.

As for the Divine Medical Classic...

This was the sacred text that all Chinese medicine practitioners dreamed of!

As a Chinese medicine enthusiast, she couldn't help but swallow hard.

She really wanted to have an in-depth discussion with brother Tang Yu.

"Little Moon, are you done?" Old Mr. Tang asked with a smile, seeing that Jiang Xiaoyue had been taking his pulse for quite a while without saying anything.

"Yes, yes."

Snapping back to reality, Jiang Xiaoyue quickly said, "It's stomach yin deficiency. Grandfather Tang, have you been experiencing dry mouth and stomach discomfort lately?"

"Yes, it's an old problem."

Jiang Xiaoyue smiled sweetly.

"For this kind of chronic condition, we should focus on nourishing care. I'll make you an herbal tea that you can take regularly."

"However, the herbal tea needs hundred-year-old black lingzhi mushroom as the medicine guide. We don't have any at home right now, so we'll need to have some sent from out of town. It should arrive the day after tomorrow. Brother Tang Yu can come to my house to pick it up then."

Having just heard Tang Yu's mental recitation of the prescription, she had analyzed it and found it to be truly remarkable, with almost no side effects!

All medicine has some toxicity, and the highest realm of prescription is to cure illness while not harming the patient's body!

Worthy of the Divine Medical Classic indeed!

Tang Yu was somewhat surprised on the side.

Was this girl planning to make the same herbal tea he had thought of?

It seemed this Divine Medical Classic wasn't a scam after all.

"That's fine, it'll give this boy a chance to visit your grandfather too."

Old Mr. Tang nodded with a smile.

"Great, my grandfather was just talking about brother Tang Yu the other day."

Jiang Xiaoyue smiled so widely her eyes turned to crescents, thinking she could take the opportunity to ask Tang Yu about his medical knowledge then.

After chatting with Old Mr. Tang for a while, she said goodbye and returned to the clinic to work.

Old Mr. Tang turned his gaze to Tang Yu and Tang Ruoyu: "Do you two have anything else?"

"Grandfather, I'd like to work at Merry Foods."

Tang Ruoyu spoke up.

The Merry Foods he mentioned was one of Tang Corporation's core businesses, which had developed quite well over the years.

Old Mr. Tang didn't respond immediately.

Tang Ruoyu was his second son's child, and had been working in Tang Corporation's subsidiary companies for years, unable to access the core business.

Despite being from the main family line, he was marginalized because of his father.

Seven years ago, his father had embezzled from the company, secretly transferring Tang Corporation assets to his own name.

When this egregious behavior was discovered, according to family rules, he should have had his legs broken and been expelled from the family.

If it weren't for Tang Yu's family pleading for mercy, they would have no place in the Tang family now.

He pondered for a moment before pointing at Tang Yu.

"Ask your brother, he's in charge of Tang Corporation now."

"Big brother, what do you think? If you feel my abilities aren't sufficient, I can start as middle management and work my way up gradually."

Tang Ruoyu looked at Tang Yu with a gentle smile.

"Well, no problem, I trust in your abilities. In the future, our family will need both of us brothers working together."

Tang Yu smiled and put his arm around his shoulder.

Damn it, already starting to act like a traitor, huh?

Just wait and see how I deal with you!

Knowing the original plot, he was well aware of what kind of scum his seemingly harmless cousin really was.