The aromatherapy and tea tasting were handled with great finesse. It wasn't until Lin Yao was extremely anxious that Xiang Guoqing finally spoke briefly, still in an arrogant tone: "Ten million in cash to buy the prescription and process you have, plus an annual salary for you or the person who developed this prescription. You came up with this prescription, didn't you?"
Lin Yao was immediately at a loss. He stared blankly at Xiang Guoqing, his mind going blank for a moment. He had seen arrogant people before, but never anyone this arrogant. This wasn't negotiation or consultation; it was practically a blatant order. Lin Yao had never dealt with these powerful figures and spoiled brats before, and for a moment, he didn't know how to respond.
"Young Master Xiang, this formula isn't for sale, and it's not suitable for large-scale, long-term production, as you can tell from the fact that we only received a restrictive approval," Lin Yao replied cautiously.
"You have no choice but to sell. We've already done you a favor by offering ten million for a beverage formula. Don't go back today. Stay in Beijing and think it over. It's not too late to go back when you've made up your mind." Xiang Guoqing said forcefully. At this point, he had completely lost his patience. Lin Yao's insincere behavior over the past two days had already made him very unhappy. When had he ever put up with the temper of a petty bourgeois? He decided to take a hard line.
“Don’t worry, there are still many good places in Beijing that you haven’t seen yet. I’ll arrange things for you these next few days. Let’s stay at Katie’s Hotel tonight. Staying in a small hotel like this is beneath your dignity. The tea here isn’t authentic at all.” Xiang Guoqing told them about their small group’s decision, but he made it sound like he was taking care of Lin Yao. He felt that he had been good enough to Lin Yao.
House arrest! Forced to comply! Lin Yao's mind went blank. How could he have run into something like this? He was starting to regret it. His idea of quietly developing his family business had already encountered a crisis right from the beginning. Should he really not have launched the human dehydration drug? His previous attempt to avoid attention by using energy drinks had completely failed. It seemed he shouldn't have used such a heaven-defying technology when his strength was still weak. But what about the children on TV and online? He would feel guilty if he ignored them.
"Young Master Xiang, I'm in a hurry to get back and arrange production. My family's entire fortune has been invested in this. I can't stay any longer; I have to leave tonight." Lin Yao was worried, but at the same time, he was also burning with anger. He had been suppressed since childhood, and now that he was starting to start anew, he still had to endure this kind of humiliation. He was unwilling to accept it and was determined to fight back.
"Stay here. Don't think about the flight anymore. Ten million isn't too bad for you." Xiang Guoqing dropped his pretense; he had been putting on a show for a long time.
"Go to hell!" Lin Yao was enraged. He immediately took out a sewing needle, pricked his finger, and used the little bit of true energy he had just cultivated to expel the toxins gathered at his fingertip, which then formed a small, smiling droplet of water. With a flick, the droplet flew towards Xiang Guoqing, who was about to speak. The colorless, odorless droplet, still warm to the touch, did not elicit any noticeable reaction from Xiang Guoqing; he only felt a slight vibration in his mouth.
The toxin was quickly absorbed through the inner wall of his mouth. Ten seconds later, Xiang Guoqing suddenly leaned back, his body stiffened, he trembled all over, began to foam at the mouth, and his eyes stared wide open with a vacant look, which frightened his companions who were with him.
"Ah! Call 120! Call the hotel doctor immediately!" Lin Yao shouted, causing everyone to scramble to follow his instructions.
“Aren’t you a doctor?” one of the people making the emergency call said.
"I'm not a doctor, I haven't graduated yet, and besides, I don't know anything about this. I studied traditional Chinese medicine," Lin Yao hurriedly explained.
Taking advantage of the chaos, Lin Yao rushed back to his room, grabbed his luggage, and left the hotel. There was no time to waste; if he didn't hurry, they wouldn't let him board the plane.
"Let you be arrogant! Let you threaten me! You'd better lie in bed and smoke for a week. It won't be so easy next time. I'll make sure you suffer the consequences!" Lin Yao thought fiercely as he sat in the taxi. "You can't reason with thugs, even thugs of this high status."
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Chapter Twenty: Rescuing People Along the Way (Seeking Recommendations)
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A taxi was parked in front of the hotel. Lin Yao rushed over with his luggage, opened the right rear door, and was about to stuff the luggage into the back seat when he suddenly stopped.
Two people were sitting in the back seat of the car. A middle-aged man was holding a little girl in his arms. The man who came into Lin Yao's view had a square face with a bronze-colored complexion. His thick, sword-like eyebrows and straight nose made him look imposing and extraordinary. The lines etched on his face gave him a sense of hardship and determination. At this moment, he was scrutinizing Lin Yao, who suddenly opened the car door and tried to rush in, with sharp eyes.
The little girl was held in the arms of a middle-aged man, her face buried in his arms, with only her slightly messy hair showing, so her face could not be seen. Judging from her figure and posture, she was about 5 or 6 years old.
"Oh, excuse me, are you going to the airport? If so, could you give me a ride? I'm in a hurry." Lin Yao immediately stopped stuffing his luggage. Time was already very tight, and there were no other taxis nearby. He could only hope for a lucky coincidence. The information he received from his father, Luo Jimin, indicated that the preparations for production were quite complicated, and he had to get back to Chengdu as soon as possible to handle it.
The man continued to stare at Lin Yao without saying a word. The taxi driver put his phone away from his ear, turned to Lin Yao and said, "We're not going to the airport, we're going to the train station."
"Sorry to bother you." After saying that, Lin Yao was about to close the car door and find another taxi when he suddenly saw the little girl, who had been startled awake, lift her head from the man's arms. Her clear eyes and pale face caught his attention, and he couldn't help but take a closer look.
The girl was very thin, with sunken cheeks, which was unusual for a child her age. She had a pointed chin and a pair of purplish-black lips. Apart from her bright, lively eyes, she presented a very serious illness that could be diagnosed by traditional Chinese medicine.
“Young man, you’re in a hurry, so you can have this car. We can wait a bit,” the middle-aged man suddenly said, his voice strong and resonant.
"Huh?" Lin Yao was surprised by the middle-aged man's words. After examining the little girl, Lin Yao knew that her condition had reached an extremely serious stage. Logically, they should have gone to the hospital immediately, not the train station. The middle-aged man's act of kindness in offering him the taxi immediately touched Lin Yao's heart. He left his luggage outside, squeezed into the back seat, and reached for the little girl's wrist to make a proper diagnosis.
Seeing Lin Yao suddenly slip into the car and reach for his daughter's small hand, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed with surprise. He then subtly adjusted his daughter's position to make it easier for Lin Yao. By this time, he realized that the other man was taking his daughter's pulse. Although Lin Yao's youth made him somewhat suspicious, a glimmer of hope suddenly arose in his almost desperate heart, and he began to have expectations for this boy who had impressed him at first sight.
“You can’t go to the train station, you must go to Fuwai Cardiovascular Hospital immediately! Or you can go to Anzhen Hospital or Peking Union Medical College Hospital. These three hospitals are the best cardiology hospitals in the country. This little girl’s condition has reached a very dangerous level. Trust me, you must go to the hospital right away.” Lin Yao was about to leave after saying this. He couldn’t take their taxi because they were in a greater hurry. The pulse diagnosis showed that the little girl was on the verge of death, and he was worried that any delay would have irreversible consequences.
"Young man, thank you! You can have the car. We just came back from Peking Union Medical College Hospital. We went to the train station to get back so her mother could have some more time with her. It's still early; we can catch the next taxi and make it to the train. You don't need to refuse. Consider it your daughter helping you out." The middle-aged man's eyes dimmed. Hearing Lin Yao's words, he knew this young man possessed superb medical skills, but the suggestion to take his daughter to the hospital immediately meant that the other party was powerless to help. He just wanted to do a few more good deeds before his daughter passed away. The experts at Peking Union Medical College Hospital had already reached a cruel conclusion.
"Uncle, you take the car first. Dad and I will find another car. Mom said that Nannan should learn to help others." The little girl said softly, her voice was weak, but her attitude was firm, and her bright eyes were fixed on Lin Yao.
When Lin Yao took her pulse, he found it extremely weak and the erratic beating told him that the little girl named Nannan suffered from a serious heart condition, involving incomplete closure of the atria and ventricles and missing valves. Lin Yao was certain that if he didn't take immediate action, the little girl would likely die before she even got off the train. Looking into the eyes of the father and daughter, he thought for a moment and then made a sudden decision.
"Brother, do you know what stage Nannan's condition has reached? What did the doctors at Peking Union Medical College Hospital tell you?" Lin Yao asked. He first needed to ascertain the extent of the other party's understanding of the situation before he could offer assistance, because some of his methods required the complete trust of the patient and their family before they could be implemented.
"Yes, the experts at Peking Union Medical College Hospital all told me." The middle-aged man nodded, looking at the little girl in his arms with a guilty and reluctant gaze, and said painfully, "I rushed back so that the little girl's mother could see her again. This time, because the little girl's mother was not in good health, she could not come to Beijing with us, which is probably our biggest regret."
Lin Yao understood the meaning from his words: using such veiled language in front of Nannan indicated that the other party already knew that Nannan's condition was incurable and had made plans to let the mother and daughter see each other one last time.
"Brother, do you trust me? If you really have no other way and can guarantee you'll trust me, I can help Nannan, at least so she can celebrate Children's Day with her mother." Lin Yao stared into the middle-aged man's eyes and said, word by word.
"Young man, you have a way?" The middle-aged man's eyes widened, filled with surprise and longing. He suddenly stretched out his left hand and gripped Lin Yao's shoulder tightly. The immense force made Lin Yao feel as if his right arm was about to be crippled. The sharp pain in his shoulder made him cry out involuntarily.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The middle-aged man hurriedly rubbed Lin Yao's shoulder, which he had scratched, and apologized to Lin Yao repeatedly with a flustered and nervous expression. He added, "My name is Ge Yong. Young brother, you don't need to call me big brother. Just call me by my name."
“Let’s begin. I have a national license to practice traditional Chinese medicine. You’ll have to follow my instructions. The treatment methods may be completely different from what you’ve seen before, but don’t worry, I will make sure Nannan is better than she is now. I’m in a hurry to catch my flight back to Chengdu. Let’s go to the airport now, and I’ll give Nannan acupuncture on the way.” After saying that, Lin Yao got out of the taxi to deal with his luggage.
Ge Yong is a decisive person with a military bearing. He immediately cooperated with Lin Yao in the car to provide treatment, and the taxi driver also tried to drive as smoothly as possible.
This time, Lin Yao used the newly mastered Golden Needle Acupuncture Technique. After practicing the Luo Family Kung Fu for half a month, Lin Yao had reached the first level of Qi Rank. With the help of the medicinal Qi provided by Xiao Cao, his Kung Fu progressed very quickly. The first of the twelve meridians, the "Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian", had been opened. True Qi was constantly being nurtured and circulated in this meridian. Although he could not truly release his true Qi, he could use a special method to send true Qi from the Shaoshang acupoint at the end of the "Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian"—the tip of the thumb—into the golden needle close to it, making the soft golden needle firm and upright. This allowed him to use the Lin Family Golden Needle Acupuncture Technique, which he had learned and mastered since childhood.
Seeing the soft gold needle in Lin Yao's hand turn into a steel needle, Ge Yong felt a surge of hope. Just from this one move, he could see that this young man was extraordinary. In the past few years, he had met many doctors, but he had never seen any doctor who was so skilled.
Lin Yao held the golden needles, his sharp eyes fixed on Nannan's chest, his expression very serious. This was the first time he had used the golden needle acupuncture technique in practice, and he was very nervous, after all, it concerned the life of a little girl.
He mentally reviewed the entire acupuncture technique again, focused his gaze, raised his hand, and inserted the long gold needle into Nannan's Tanzhong acupoint on her chest. The unique needling techniques—shaking and twisting the needle—were executed one by one, completely putting Ge Yong, who had been watching nervously, at ease. Although he was a layman in medicine, he could tell that Lin Yao's skill was extraordinary, and his gaze towards Lin Yao was filled with fervor and reverence.
As the needles were inserted into her acupoints, the little girl kept making moaning sounds. There was no pain in these sounds. Being sensible since she was little, she knew that her uncle was treating her. Although her body was constantly experiencing tingling, numb, and sore sensations, apart from the occasional uncontrollable moaning, she did not interfere with Lin Yao's treatment.
After the medicine, which had been secretly secreted through the pierced fingertip, was slid down the groove of the gold needle and guided into Nannan's body, her complexion immediately improved, and the bluish-purple discoloration on her lips faded considerably. By the time the acupuncture was finished, Lin Yao was somewhat exhausted. The gold needle acupuncture technique consumed a great deal of physical strength and internal energy, leaving him drenched in sweat as if he had just been pulled out of water.
After the acupuncture was finished and a special massage was performed, Lin Yao wiped the sweat from his face and said, "Brother Ge Yong, Nannan's condition is under control for the time being. I have a bottle of pills here. Please give Nannan one pill every eight hours. This should basically ensure that her condition does not worsen. Please write down my contact number and take the train to Chengdu to see me today. Nannan cannot fly due to her condition. We will arrange the next step of treatment after she arrives in Chengdu."
After saying that, Lin Yao took out a small jade bottle from his satchel and handed it to Ge Yong, adding, "By the way, Brother Ge Yong, my name is Lin Yao, you can call me Xiao Lin. Also, it may cost a lot of money to treat Nannan to the point where she can live a basically normal life, because we need to buy some expensive medicines. I won't charge any other fees here."
Lin Yao couldn't offer the fullest help to Ge Yong and his daughter, as his own family was also struggling financially, having invested all their money in the production of energy drinks to treat disaster victims. At this point, he could only feel helpless, even though he really wanted to help the little girl he had taken a liking to.
"Dr. Lin, thank you!" Ge Yong said gratefully, his eyes slightly red. He had heard from Lin Yao's words that Nannan's illness could be cured, and he was extremely excited. He said, "I'll catch the train to Chengdu right away and tell Nannan's mother to come to Chengdu as well. I'll have to trouble you then."