Overbearing Immortal Doctor
Chapter 87 - 87 87 10000 Points of Gratitude

87: Chapter 87: 10000 Points of Gratitude 87: Chapter 87: 10000 Points of Gratitude Wu Xiaoyu not only saved the elderly lady suffering from a heart attack, but also embarrassed the town’s emergency doctor in front of the whole village.

This made him the center of attention once again.

Previously, everyone envied him because he had made a fortune.

Seeing the chickens he raised on the mountain grow rapidly, some people even felt a hint of jealousy.

But now, learning that he could heal illnesses and had exceptional medical skills, people couldn’t help but look at him with added respect, as the profession of a doctor is considered holy in the eyes of the villagers.

For those living in the mountain village, the greatest disaster that could strike, their biggest fear, is falling ill.

If it’s something simple like a headache or fever, it’s still manageable.

But if it’s a sudden acute condition or a lurking fatal illness, then it’s practically waiting for death.

Though ambulances exist now, they are still situated in the town.

Coming to the village takes at least half an hour, and then another half hour to get back to the town, often resulting in the person passing away before reaching the hospital.

Take today’s incident with Ma Yinhua’s mother as an example.

The ambulance arrived, but the doctor couldn’t even diagnose the illness.

If it weren’t for Wu Xiaoyu’s timely intervention, by the time they reached the town, her life would likely have hung by a thread.

Even those who were relatively distant from Wu Xiaoyu’s family decided to draw closer to him upon discovering his skills.

Even the Niu Family, who were constrained by the village chief, made up their minds not to trouble Wu Xiaoyu anymore.

Witnessing the entire event, Liu Cuihua also started to form some ideas in her mind.

Of course, Wu Xiaoyu was unaware of these psychological changes among the villagers.

At this moment, all he cared about was getting a bite of food.

Early in the morning, he had been picking mushrooms in the forest and then rode his tricycle to the town and back.

Now, after exerting a lot of energy helping Ma Yinhua’s mother, he was already so hungry that his stomach practically touched his back.

Back at home, he didn’t have time to talk to his parents and rushed straight into the kitchen, grabbing a bun and stuffing it into his mouth.

His mother, Wang Aifeng, seeing this, snatched the bun from his hand and said, “There are freshly made dishes on the table, why eat a cold bun!”

Returning to the living room, he saw the food on the table.

Wu Xiaoyu grabbed a bowl of noodles and began eating.

His mother, seeing this, scolded him with some pity, “I told you to eat before going to the town, but you wouldn’t listen.

Now do you understand what it’s like to be hungry?”

…

Amidst his mother’s scolding, Wu Xiaoyu quickly finished a large bowl of noodles.

His mother glared at him and went to the kitchen to get more noodles.

His father coughed lightly and asked, “When did you learn to do emergency treatment?”

Wu Xiaoyu was taken aback, unsure of how to explain, so he stammered, “Over the years…

I’ve read quite a few medical books!

And often looked up information online.

Gradually, I learned a few things…”

This explanation might deceive the villagers, but it wouldn’t fool Wu Youliang.

He had read many miscellaneous medical books, but they were mostly about traditional Chinese medicine.

How could they include methods for treating heart attacks?

Moreover, a heart attack cannot be alleviated so easily without medication or injections, just with a few presses.

The young doctor was disheartened and didn’t think deeply at the time.

But any doctor who puts in a bit of thought wouldn’t believe that a heart attack could be relieved so easily.

Wu Youliang recalled that when his cough worsened, Wu Xiaoyu simply had to massage him briefly, and the symptoms would lessen significantly, leaving a warm feeling in his lungs.

What was going on?

Despite his myriad doubts, Wu Youliang restrained himself from asking further.

Everyone has their own path to walk, just as everyone has their secrets.

Insisting on getting to the bottom of things would only bring needless trouble.

Furthermore, when a wandering Taoist passed through Daxin Village, he told Wu Youliang that Wu Xiaoyu had an extraordinary destiny, often encountering lucky events and distinguished people.

They should let things take their natural course, so why inquire further?

Seeing his father stop probing, Wu Xiaoyu thought he had believed his explanation, so he was relieved and continued eating heartily.

At that moment, there was a sudden knock on the door, followed by the voices of Accountant Liu and his wife, “Youliang…

Is Youliang home?”

Wu Youliang and his wife hurriedly went out to welcome them into the house, only to see Ma Yinhua holding two boxes, one of milk and one of biscuits.

As soon as they entered, Ma Yinhua thanked Wu Xiaoyu, “Xiaoyu, we really owe you today.

If it weren’t for you, my mother might have…”

Before she finished her sentence, she began crying again, and Accountant Liu jokingly scolded her, “Why are you crying?

Isn’t everything fine now…”

Ma Yinhua put the boxes by the table and continued, “Mother doesn’t know how to properly thank you.

You must accept these boxes of things!”

Before Wu Xiaoyu could respond, his mother hurriedly declined, “We are all neighbors; he was just lending a hand.

How can we accept your gift?

Take it back quickly!”

“…”

After much persuasion, Wang Aifeng had no choice but to accept, smiling and saying, “You make it seem like I’m greedy for money!”

“Not at all…”

The three men, seeing the back-and-forth, felt somewhat embarrassed, yet were relieved it ended smoothly.

Accountant Liu then addressed Wu Xiaoyu, “Xiaoyu, earlier I said some things I shouldn’t have.

Please don’t take them to heart!”

Though Wu Xiaoyu sought revenge for his grievances, he wasn’t petty.

Knowing Accountant Liu spoke excessively in urgency, he wouldn’t hold it against him, replying:

“Why would I?

I’m not that petty, and you’ve already apologized.

Now you’re saying this again, are you calling me narrow-minded?”

Laughing, Accountant Liu waved his hand repeatedly, “That’s not what I meant at all…”

After some more polite exchanges, Accountant Liu prepared to leave.

Walking to the door, he pulled a red envelope from his pocket and forcibly placed it in Wu Xiaoyu’s hands, saying, “My family isn’t wealthy, but it’s a small token.

Please don’t think it’s too little!”

This sudden action left Wu Xuaiyu very bewildered.

Though he liked money, he didn’t accept just any money.

He saved that elderly lady without expecting any payment.

Wu Xiaoyu hurriedly returned the red envelope, saying emphatically, “Uncle Cai Wen, what are you doing?

Take it back!”

Wu Xiaoyu had saved Ma Yinhua’s mother’s life and even helped waive the ambulance fee.

Logically, she should express her gratitude.

If she only gave a few boxes of food, it would seem stingy.

Hence, she bit the bullet and prepared a red envelope with a thousand yuan.

But Wu Xiaoyu rejected it, causing both Accountant Liu and his wife to feel both grateful and ashamed.

Seeing Wu Xiaoyu wasn’t pretending, Accountant Liu grew even more impressed with this young man.

He placed the red envelope in Wang Aifeng’s hands and ran away.

Wu Xiaoyu grabbed the envelope from his mother and was about to chase after Accountant Liu, but saw several villagers passing by.

If he argued with Accountant Liu about the red envelope in front of the villagers, it would be embarrassing, so he decided to keep the envelope and return it on another day.