Urban Super Medical Saint

"You don't need to be so polite. Mrs. Liu is a talented lady from my Dongyue Province and has made great contributions to the education industry here. I will help whenever I can. I'll head back to the hotel now, and if Elder Yang is willing to help tomorrow, I'll call you," Zhu Dongyu said, gesturing with his hands as he stood up.

The members of the Zhang Family naturally kept saying it was all good, and one of Wu Yili's uncles even personally drove Zhu Dongyu back to the hotel.

After Zhu Dongyu had left, Wu Yili immediately called Tang Yahui.

"Professor Wu, what made you think of calling me today? Don't tell me you're planning on inviting me for dinner tonight!" Tang Yahui joked as soon as the call connected.

No one knew Wu Yili had returned to Santai City; she'd just taken a leave from the college and had one of her PhD students cover her classes, so Tang Yahui didn't know that Wu Yili was not in the Provincial Capital now.

"Yahui, I'm in Santai City right now, and my grandmother is sick, very sick," Wu Yili replied, clearly not in the mood for jokes, as her voice choked up.

"Ah! How could this happen! Don't panic, don't panic. I'll talk to my dad and have him come over to check on her. His medical skills are very strong," Tang Yahui exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly added.

"Thank you, Yahui. That's exactly what I was hoping for," Wu Yili felt a warm sensation in her heart upon hearing this.

"Okay, I'll talk to my dad right now and have him arrange it. Don't worry, there are many ailments that Western medicine can't handle, but Chinese medicine can. If my dad can't handle it, I will... but that shouldn't happen, my dad will definitely be able to help," Tang Yahui initially wanted to bring up Ge Dongxu, but swallowed her words midway and changed what she was going to say.

Tang Yahui's understanding of Ge Dongxu had drastically changed from when she first met him.

Knowing that he was a truly remarkable and almost immortal-like person, she knew he should not be disturbed unless absolutely necessary.

Wu Yili did not think too much about it and thanked Tang Yahui again before hanging up the phone.

After hanging up, Tang Yahui went straight upstairs and knocked on her father's study.

Tang Yiyuan was a professor and doctoral supervisor at the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine and had a standalone villa on the campus grounds. Since Tang Yahui was not married yet, although her unit had also allocated a house to her, she usually went home on the weekends to be with her parents.

"Eh, why aren't you watching your TV series? What brings you here? This can't be good news," Tang Yiyuan, who was reading some books on traditional Chinese medicine, was somewhat surprised to see his daughter suddenly knocking on his study door.

His daughter was grown now, and it was rare for her to seek him out for a chat without a serious reason.

"Wu Yili's grandmother is ill, very seriously ill, and I was wondering if you could help take a look," Tang Yahui said straightforwardly to her father.

Tang Yiyuan certainly knew of Wu Yili, and on hearing this, he couldn't help but express his surprise, "Is that so? Where does her grandmother live?"

"In Santai City, Dongyue Province," Tang Yahui replied.

"Santai City, and it's already half-past eight in the evening. It won't be possible to leave now. Check the flights, and we'll try to leave early tomorrow morning," Tang Yiyuan said, looking at his watch.

At Tang Yiyuan's level, patients usually came to the hospital for treatment. Even trying to book an appointment with him required queuing up early in the morning, and it wasn't guaranteed. Only important leaders from the province, or from Beijing, or some special national talents would possibly request Tang Yiyuan to make a house call.

But this time, it was his daughter's good friend's grandmother who was ill. Since his daughter asked, even if it was in another province, Tang Yiyuan, the expert in traditional Chinese medicine, would personally make the trip to provide home service.

"Thank you, Dad," Tang Yahui said, hugging her father's neck from behind the chair.

"Silly girl, I'm your father; there's no need for thanks!" Tang Yiyuan patted his daughter's hand, smiling contentedly.

His daughter had grown up, and it had been a long time since she had been so affectionate with him.

"You are now both a master of traditional Chinese medicine and a wealthy tycoon! Only a daughter like me could boast such great prestige, and, of course, I have you to thank," said Tang Yahui, releasing her hand.

Tang Yiyuan smiled and shook his head.

...

At midnight, the moonlight was like water.

Sitting on the balcony of the lakeside villa, Ge Dongxu faced the lake.

Seven pieces of Spirit Gathering Formation Talismans Jade were placed around him according to the positions of the Big Dipper.

Bits of starry essence and nature's spiritual energy were drawn by the Spirit Gathering Array, swirling around Ge Dongxu.

Mount Santai, being the number one famous mountain in Dongyue Province, had always been a place where cultivators secluded themselves for spiritual practice, and there were even legends of a spirit vein passing through it.

Thus, the spiritual energy here was comparatively richer than other places.

After practicing through the midnight hour, Ge Dongxu opened his eyes, a trace of contemplation flickering within them.

The spiritual energy here indeed surpassed that of other places; continuous cultivation here would certainly hasten his practice's progress.

Of course, Ge Dongxu merely felt contemplative; the secluded life suited his senior brother, who had already experienced the vicissitudes of the human world, the ups and downs of life and death, but it was not suitable for him.

He was still young, needing the experience of a more enriched life to mature his temperament. Moreover, his cultivation pace was already swift; increasing it further bore the risk of hastening only to fail.

While Ge Dongxu quietly reflected, Su Jieliang and Yan Chengzhi could not move at all, lying on their beds, their emotions were more than just contemplative.

The two stared at the ceiling, finding the long night to be an excruciating ordeal.

Especially Su Jieliang, who by now wished fervently for dawn to break so his grandfather could come to release the prohibitions and then summon Ge Dongxu to severely punish him.

However, dawn did arrive later, but Su Jieliang's grandfather did not follow the sunlight into the room.

His grandfather began a seclusion three days ago, stating he would exit today but not specifying the time; it could be early morning, or perhaps noon, or even the afternoon, or evening.

Seeing the sun had risen but with no word from Santai Temple, Su Jieliang grew increasingly resentful towards Ge Dongxu, feeling an impulse to tear him limb from limb.

Although the exchange meeting between the Qimen of the two provinces was jointly held by several major sects from Dongyue Province, the venue ultimately belonged to a hotel owned by the Santai Sect, making Su Boli, the Sect Leader of Santai Sect, the most legitimate host. Thus, seeing no calls coming from Santai Temple, Su Boli had no choice but to temporarily leave the villa and attend to the Qimen from both provinces.

The official exchange meeting lasted for two days, with the first day featuring some heavyweight figures from the Qimen of both provinces taking the stage to share insights on cultivation and demonstrate techniques, the second morning saw the Qimen youth engage in spell battles, with outstanding participants awarded prizes, followed by a trade meeting in the afternoon before the closing ceremony.

As the host and the Sect Leader of Santai Sect, Su Boli was scheduled to be the first to take the stage this morning to share cultivation insights and demonstrate techniques. Lv Xinghai, as a master of physiognomy and Feng Shui, was also set to share his expertise, and Zhu Dongyu, a national medical master among the Qimen, was to talk about his experiences in medicine refining. Besides these three, seven more Qimen elders were going to share insights, making a total of ten presenters.

This had all been decided before the meeting commenced.

However, if any revered seniors made an unexpected appearance, the meeting would generally invite them on stage to talk about their cultivation insights out of respect.