Chapter 1637: Chapter 1636: Someone Comes to Invite
Manager Wang sneered coldly, "With just you, you dare to fight me? Truly overestimating yourself!"
Manager Wang suddenly flung a cluster of energy, only to have it fly towards the man.
Bang!
The man was blown backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
He had just recovered from his illness and hadn’t fully regained his strength; coupled with his cultivation being unable to compare with the strength of the middle-class Divine Race, he was utterly defenseless.
"Like trash. Killing you would dirty my hands. I’ll spare your miserable life, so you can watch how our Wang Family will torture your benefactor."
After saying this, Manager Wang turned and left.
The man clutched his chest.
Yet he was helpless, unable to charge forward to continue fighting desperately. All he could do was go back and properly recuperate.
Struggling to his feet, he headed into the depths of the slums.
The only way he could repay his debt was by constantly promoting the exceptional medical skill of Fang Yu behind the scenes.
That day, Fang Yu treated about 20 members of the Divine Race, all free of charge.
Without exception, all were cured.
In an instant, the reputation of the clinic where Fang Yu worked exploded.
Suddenly, in the East District, anyone wanting to see a doctor would discuss this little clinic.
The next day.
Fang Yu and Ye Wenjun came to the clinic as usual.
As soon as they arrived at the entrance, they saw people lining up to see the doctor.
Fang Yu glanced over to see about twenty to thirty people in line.
Many were poorly dressed. Judging by their appearances, it seemed they were out of money to treat their ailments and came here after hearing of the free treatment.
Fang Yu felt a bit awkward, standing at the entrance.
Before he could speak, the people below started shouting.
"This is the benevolent person whose medical skill is brilliant."
"Yes, him. Yesterday he cured many people’s illnesses and didn’t charge a penny."
"Doctor, please check my illness; I’ve been sick for so long and truly can’t afford medical treatment, I beg you."
Fang Yu felt embarrassed.
Unexpectedly, his unintentional action on the first day attracted so many people.
How could he continue running a clinic like this?
Just as he was at a loss.
Ye Wenjun suddenly snorted coldly.
"All of you, scram!"
A wave of cold qi enveloped the front.
Those seeking treatment were all startled, looking at Ye Wenjun in disbelief. Wasn’t this the compassionate doctor? How could he suddenly be so cold to them?
"I’ll say it again, if you’re not sincerely here for treatment, leave now. Don’t wait for me to take action. Otherwise, you’ll bear the consequences."
In an instant.
Ye Wenjun released more oppressive energy.
Ye Wenjun, after all, was a Heavenly Master Realm expert, comparable to a middle-ranked deity in the main city.
And the sick crowd before him were obviously from the lower-tier Divine Race.
Anyone with a bit of status wouldn’t squeeze here with a bunch of poor folks.
This scolding frightened them into retreating immediately, not daring to linger any longer.
In the blink of an eye, everyone disappeared.
Not a single patient was left.
Fang Yu stared blankly at the empty doorway.
He didn’t know what to say; after all, it was his own wife who chased away all the business.
At this moment.
Ye Wenjun turned around and said, "Couldn’t you tell those people were here to cause trouble?"
"Causing trouble?"
"Their skin is quite fair, and some are wearing expensive shoes. Obviously not from poor families, clearly disguised." Ye Wenjun said confidently.
"Wife, you have sharp eyes. I almost misunderstood you."
"Don’t give me that silly grin, I knew you noticed."
"Hehe. No way, only my wife noticed, I wouldn’t have known if you hadn’t mentioned it. Having such a capable spouse makes me really happy."
"Smooth talker."
In fact, Fang Yu had noticed, but he wanted to find out where these people were sent from. Maybe it was the Doctor Association, or perhaps the Wang Family, deliberately causing trouble.
But based on their skin and shoes, they didn’t look like beggars from the slums.
This indicated these people were likely from the Doctor Association causing trouble.
Being peers, competition was fierce. Claiming to be the best in the world naturally irritated them, leading them to cause trouble.
Of course, Fang Yu had to be cautious of the Wang Family.
After all, the Wang Family wasn’t easily dealt with.
The affair with Madam Wang had been a significant blow to them.
So caution was paramount.
After waiting outside for a while with no patients coming.
Ye Wenjun said somewhat grumpily, "It seems your free strategy has failed, nobody is really promoting you. Many in the East District talk about your excellent medical skill behind your back, but they don’t come to get treated."
"Where there’s a market there’s demand, and where there’s demand people will seek out services, so rest assured, don’t worry. The advertisement effect has been spread, afraid there won’t be anyone to seek treatment? Business doesn’t come often, but when it does, it’s worth three years of waiting. That’s the effect I want."
Fang Yu had his own plans, as treating minor ailments all his life would never compare to the big families.
He was waiting for incurable diseases.
The more difficult to treat, the better.
While the two continued waiting.
A maid-like Divine Race member stealthily approached.
She ascended the stairs, looked around, ensured no one was around, and then entered the clinic.
"Excuse me, who is Mr. Fang?"
"I am. Are you looking for me?"
"Master Fang, I heard you excel at treating tricky diseases?"
Fang Yu coughed, hands behind his back, appearing mysterious.
"Indeed. To be honest, I cured Miss Cui and Miss Liu single-handedly."
"That’s great. I’m here for treatment." The maid expressed delight.
"You need treatment? Don’t joke with me, I don’t have time to play with you people; you’re from the Doctor Association here to disrupt, right? I see your complexion is quite good, resting well, healthy. If you want trouble, send the best from your association."
Fang Yu believed survival in this environment meant using superior means to crush them.
Then the maid awkwardly said.
"Master Fang, it’s my master needing treatment, not me. But my master can’t leave home, it’s inconvenient for him to come to the clinic, so could you make a house call?"
"House call? It’s not impossible, but the fee for the visit..."
"Master Fang, my master said if you can cure his illness, you can name your terms."
"That’s what I like to hear. Let’s set off."
The maid was taken aback.
"Aren’t you taking any tools?"
"Tools? What tools? I never use tools for treating people, that’s what lowly doctors do."
"Alright then."
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