Chapter 7: Medicine King

"You are Qiao Qiumei?"

Yu Xiaolong walked forward, scrutinizing Qiao Qiumei from head to toe with a slight smile.

Qiao Qiumei nodded, her body trembling uncontrollably. She was proud, having become the president of Qiao Group at such a young age!

However, in the face of Yu Xiaolong, this accomplishment meant nothing.

"Yu... General Yu, I am Qiao Qiumei, you... are you looking for me?" Qiao Qiumei said nervously, a little afraid.

Yu Xiaolong nodded slightly and said, "Not bad."

After saying that, Yu Xiaolong turned and left.

Qiao Qiumei stood there dumbfounded. What did that mean?!

Zhao Heilong walked up at this time, his face dark, and said in a deep voice: "Were you two talking bad about General Yu behind her back?"

Zhang Shaojie quickly stood up and waved his hands repeatedly, saying: "Mr. Zhao, no, no, we would never dare to gossip about General Yu!"

Zhao Heilong nodded in satisfaction and said nothing more.

Qiao Qiumei opened her mouth, wanting to mention the twenty million yuan owed by the Black Dragon Chamber of Commerce to Zhao Heilong, but she didn't dare to speak.

Zhang Shaojie noticed this and saw his opportunity. He immediately said: "Mr. Zhao… that is, about the twenty million yuan owed by Qiao Group to your company, could you please be lenient?"

Zhao Heilong said: "You're bothering me for a measly twenty million? Handle it yourselves!"

After saying that, he went after Yu Xiaolong.

Zhang Shaojie dared not say anything more to Zhao Heilong. He turned to Qiao Qiumei and smiled: "Qiumei, don't worry, we'll get that twenty million yuan back tonight!"

After everyone left, the silent small group erupted in a flurry of noise.

"My god, I got to see General Yu so close up, I'd be happy to die now!"

"I didn't expect General Yu's aura to be so terrifying. As soon as she came over, I didn't even dare to breathe deeply! Her age is close to ours, but this aura..."

"Qiumei, General Yu seemed to know you. She even said you were good. When did your Qiao family have such connections?"

Qiao Qiumei was completely baffled, not knowing what was going on.

"If that Qi Dengkeng hadn't left just now, and tried to show off in front of General Yu, what do you think would have happened?" Li Yunwan asked with a hint of schadenfreude.

"Wouldn't he have been beaten to a pulp? No, General Yu probably wouldn't even bother with a mere ant like him!" Zhang Shaojie shook his head and said slowly.

Qiao Qiumei looked at Yu Xiaolong's retreating figure and couldn't help but clench her fist, muttering: "One day, I will become a phoenix-like Yu Xiaolong, attracting attention from all over the world, through my hard work!"

"Qi Dengkeng, you're just a little prison guard, a lowly chicken, how can you possibly be worthy of me?"

At this moment, Qi Dengkeng had received a call from Wang Wanjin. After leaving the club, he got into a Rolls-Royce and arrived at a market.

Wang Wanjin saw Qi Dengkeng get out of the car and greeted him with a smile, saying: "Second Brother, I need your help. I've found an object here, please take a look!"

Qi Dengkeng hummed in agreement. Wang Wanjin had the shopkeeper directly unfold a painting.

Qi Dengkeng looked at it carefully for a moment, then nodded and asked, "How much?"

"One hundred million." Wang Wanjin said nervously.

"Buy it." Qi Dengkeng didn't bother to say more.

Wang Wanjin immediately took out his card and paid, leaving a group of experts speechless and staring at each other.

Who is this young man? He doesn't hesitate to pay for an object they aren't even sure about. What's his background?

"Mayor Huang, we're incredibly lucky. We found a hundred-year-old He Shou Wu in this shop! I've already prepared the medicine for you, just drink it." An elderly man in a Tang suit, holding a teacup, said to a middle-aged man who looked a bit unwell.

Huang Wenlang, the mayor of Zhonghai City, took the teacup and smiled: "Thank you, Doctor Sun, for your hard work in treating me these past few days. Once I recover, I will help you, Doctor Sun, with some policies, to support the development of our traditional medicine!"

Sun Qingxuan, the Medicine King, laughed: "Mayor Huang is being too kind, saving lives and healing the sick, that's just what we should be doing!"

"That's Mayor Huang of Zhonghai City, he recently contracted a strange illness, and many famous doctors couldn't cure him."

"Sure enough, the old are still the best. Doctor Sun has directly cured the illness with a single dose, truly worthy of the title Medicine King!"

"Doctor Sun is a miracle doctor who can't be hired for money. Even bigwigs in the capital need to queue up to see him."

Qi Dengkeng took a look and frowned, suddenly walking forward.

Just as Mayor Huang Wenlang took the teacup, Qi Dengkeng extended his hand and pressed down on the teacup in Huang Wenlang's hand.

"If you want to live a few more days, don't drink this medicine." Qi Dengkeng shook his head and said calmly.

Huang Wenlang was taken aback, while Sun Qingxuan was furious, saying: "Where did this brat come from? He dares to question my medicine?!"

Wang Wanjin was startled to see Qi Dengkeng step forward, and hurriedly explained: "Doctor Sun, please don't be angry. This is my brother, he's a bit blunt, don't take it personally…"

Huang Wenlang saw Wang Wanjin come over, nodded, and said: "Wang, control your brother!"

Qi Dengkeng said indifferently: "Your symptoms aren't a disease, someone is harming you. If you drink this medicine made with the hundred-year-old He Shou Wu, you won't live for a few days."

Sun Qingxuan was displeased and said coldly: "You young fool, talking nonsense! Trying to gain attention in front of me? Do you think my medical skills are inferior to yours?"

Everyone couldn't help but shake their heads. Sun Qingxuan, the Medicine King, is a renowned miracle doctor in China. Qi Dengkeng, oblivious to the danger, questions his medicine, claiming it will kill Mayor Huang, it's simply ridiculous.

Huang Wenlang's face darkened and he shouted: "Wang if you don't discipline him, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Wang Wanjin smiled bitterly. How dare he discipline the Second Brother?

"Go ahead and die then." Qi Dengkeng shrugged and turned to leave.

Sun Qingxuan laughed: "Mayor Huang, don't mind him. He's just a little man trying to gain attention in front of me. Please, drink your medicine!"

Huang Wenlang nodded and drank the medicine in one gulp. The warm liquid flowed down his throat, and after a moment, he felt a sense of comfort.

"Hahaha, Medicine King is truly the Medicine King, this medicine is truly a cure-all!" Huang Wenlang laughed loudly, feeling comfortable and full of energy.

Seeing this, everyone was speechless, praising him.

"It's said that illness comes like a mountain collapsing, and leaves like a thread being pulled out. But when Doctor Sun treats illness, it's like a mountain collapsing as the illness leaves!"

"Doctor Sun truly deserves to be a great figure in our country's medical field, he cured Mayor Huang's stubborn illness in an instant, amazing!"

Sun Qingxuan heard these praises and just smiled faintly. He had heard too many praises in his lifetime.

Huang Wenlang looked at Qi Dengkeng proudly and smiled: "Young man, what else do you have to say?"

"You can still live that long!" Qi Dengkeng said coldly, without turning around, as he slapped Huang Wenlang.

Huang Wenlang was taken aback and said, "Five days? Hmph!"

"Five days later, if I'm still alive, then you should consider what kind of consequences you will face for offending Doctor Sun!"

Wang Wanjin was troubled to hear this. The Second Brother has offended the mayor, how can this be good?

"Five."

"Four."

"Three."

But at this moment, Qi Dengkeng counted down coldly, his fingers falling one by one…