City’s Best Divine Doctor
Chapter 903: Fame Frightens People Like Heft Frightens Pigs

Chapter 903: Chapter 903: Fame Frightens People Like Heft Frightens Pigs

Just moments ago, Dante and Ente were lying in the critical ward, but now they walked out as if nothing had happened. Helena could hardly believe her eyes.

How exactly did this young man manage to achieve that?

Even Louise was extremely astonished, though she had already been shocked multiple times before by his abilities.

Considering the special identities of Helena and her two bodyguards, they didn’t linger. They were worried that the Paris police would come to investigate and cause trouble, so they decided to leave first.

Upon exiting the hospital, Helena asked the two men to fetch the car, while Ye Qiu and the other two women headed to Chinatown in Paris for afternoon tea.

Inside the car, Louise was driving, Zhou Wenting sat in the front passenger seat, and Ye Qiu and Helena were in the back.

Helena looked at Ye Qiu with a peculiar gaze and asked, "Sir, how did you do it?"

"Naturally, with my medical skills."

Helena had heard of exceptional medical skills before, but this level of mastery displayed by Ye Qiu was something she was encountering for the first time.

Given the injury she had sustained in the early hours of the morning, Helena believed that this young man had also saved her life under similar circumstances.

"So how much do you intend to charge for the medical fee?"

"How much do you think your two bodyguards’ lives are worth? Pay me that much."

As for Helena’s treatment, Ye Qiu had helped her out of his own initiative, so he didn’t plan to charge her.

Helena thought for a moment and said, "Although Dante and Enzo are just my bodyguards, their lives are priceless."

"Then how about five million each?"

After all, five million wasn’t too much.

Helena hadn’t expected Ye Qiu to actually be serious about wanting payment.

However, that amount was nothing to her. She could easily transfer the funds straight from her Swiss bank account to Ye Qiu’s bank account right now.

"Deal."

The two of them conversed in the backseat in Italian. Louise and Zhou Wenting didn’t understand most of it, but seeing the two of them chatting and even laughing together made the two women feel somewhat uncomfortable.

When Louise drove near the Chinatown archway in Paris, she found a parking space and stopped the car. They all got out and followed Ye Qiu as he headed into Chinatown.

Ye Qiu, dressed plainly and not particularly handsome, was accompanied by three beautiful women.

Two white women and one Asian woman. Other men who saw this couldn’t help but feel envious.

Ye Qiu led the three women to a teahouse. Inside, Ye Qiu requested a private room from one of the female attendants. Once inside, the four of them sat down. A waitress brought over the morning newspaper, while another attendant presented the menu.

As one of the largest Chinatowns in Europe, Paris’s Chinatown was home to hundreds of thousands of Chinese and overseas Chinese, not to mention the large number of tourists.

Thus, any significant news from either France or Europe, or important events from China, was always quickly known by the Chinese and overseas Chinese communities here.

For the Chinese and overseas Chinese patrons, as well as other white or black tourists who visited the teahouse, the waitresses would customarily offer free newspapers in both Huaxia and French languages upon their arrival.

Ye Qiu didn’t bother with the newspaper; instead, he looked through the menu and found that the dim sum at this teahouse seemed quite authentic.

"Where’s your boss from?"

Ye Qiu asked.

"Naturally, from Huaxia,"

the waitress replied.

"Bring one of each type of dim sum, plus one pot of Pu’er tea and one pot of chrysanthemum tea."

After the waitress left, Zhou Wenting began reading the morning newspaper that had just been handed over.

She spotted a news article and handed it to Ye Qiu.

Yesterday, during the European Medical Exchange Conference, Ye Qiu publicly, in front of countless medical experts, professors, and attendees, eliminated all the cancer cells in the body of a late-stage gastric cancer patient. Later, a hospital conducted a full-body examination on the elderly patient and found that all cancer cells were gone, and the old man’s body was gradually recovering.

This indicated that the young man could easily cure gastric cancer!

If that were the case, what would it signify?

It would mean that this young man could bring hope to thousands of cancer patients worldwide, snatching them back from the hands of death.

However, physicians were still unable to determine how this young man managed to make all the cancer cells disappear or how he performed the treatment in such a short amount of time.

Unfortunately, reporters were unable to capture any images of the young man since he had not consented to be photographed.

As a result, they only had text reports indicating that the young man dressed plainly and was likely from Huaxia.

"Ye Qiu, look at this."

"Good thing they didn’t publish my photo."

"Journalists with ethical integrity usually don’t publish photos of individuals without their consent. Otherwise, it would be considered a criminal act,"

Zhou Wenting remarked.

Ye Qiu hadn’t expected the incident to make such a significant impact.

Each year, over ten million people worldwide die from cancer, and tens of millions suffer from its torment.

If they could be treated, it would undoubtedly be an immense blessing.

Many patients, like Zhou Wenting’s father, Zhou Dabao, who had money and status, or younger individuals like Xia Jing, who suffered from breast cancer, were all looking for effective medical treatment too.

In such cases, money was not the issue for these patients; they simply wanted their illnesses to be cured.

In the past, whether through Western medicine or traditional Chinese medicine, treatment could only alleviate pain and prolong life. Once cancer had metastasized throughout the body, it became incurable.

Currently, medical technology and proficiency could not completely cure a patient whose body was riddled with cancer.

But now, this person had emerged.

And that person was Ye Qiu!

Yesterday, under the watchful eyes of numerous European medical experts, professors, Ph.D. scholars, pharmaceutical specialists, reporters, and observers, Ye Qiu personally accomplished a miraculous feat.

Now, all related medical experts were conducting more detailed examinations of the elderly patient. Meanwhile, a faction eagerly sought to locate Ye Qiu, hoping he could treat more cancer patients.

Reading the article, Ye Qiu chuckled lightly, feeling that his actions might have been a bit too conspicuous.

With tens of millions of cancer patients worldwide, even if he could treat several a day, there were far too many for him to handle. Moreover, the treatment required a significant amount of Spiritual Energy—it wasn’t as easy as outsiders imagined.

"Ye Qiu, it seems you’re about to become famous in the medical world."

"Fame is a double-edged sword. I’d rather keep things low-key. Louise, could you ask the media not to report on this anymore? Although I can treat more cancer patients, there are simply too many for me to handle. Besides, I don’t treat anyone for free—I charge for my services."

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