Peerless Martial Expert in the City
Chapter 775 - 772: It’s 50000000

Chapter 775: Chapter 772: It’s 50000000

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Chapter Seven Hundred Seventy-Two: It’s Fifty Million

The middle-aged man glared fiercely at the middle-aged woman, feeling an overwhelming urge to slap her across her face and rebuke this foolish woman who always overestimated herself, thinking she was something special but was actually utterly clueless about the real world!

In his heart, he secretly decided that if his father’s illness was truly affected by this woman’s actions, he would definitely divorce her once he returned home and never care about her life or death again!

The middle-aged woman, sensing her husband’s gaze, couldn’t help but show a wronged expression on her face, thinking resentfully, Why are you glaring at me like that? How was I supposed to know he was a real doctor, and how could I have known there could be such young doctors in this world? Besides, you didn’t believe him either.

Yet, she knew she had been at fault, having said some unpleasant things and, realizing the importance of the situation, dared not speak further.

"Divine Doctor Xiao... since you can diagnose my father’s illness, you surely have a way to cure it, right?"

Concerned about his father’s health, the middle-aged man could not afford to care about his earlier rudeness and desperately looked at Xiao Yi.

"Naturally, there is a way,"

Xiao Yi responded with a leisurely smile, slowly saying, "However..."

"However what?"

The middle-aged man, upon hearing Xiao Yi say there was a solution, felt his heart soar, but immediately grew anxious when Xiao Yi introduced a caveat, grabbing Xiao Yi’s hand impulsively.

After speaking, he realized his impropriety and reluctantly let go of Xiao Yi’s hand, his face showing a sincere expression as he said, "Doctor Xiao, I know we failed to recognize your talent earlier and were rude, but I hope you can forgive our ignorance just this once, please be generous and treat my father no matter what!"

"Earlier?"

Hearing the middle-aged man’s words, which seemed to hint at something more, An Jinhua showed a look of surprise.

"Ah... I’m truly ashamed. It’s embarrassing how senile I’ve become. Earlier downstairs, Divine Doctor Xiao kindly offered to treat me, yet I doubted him because of his youth, thinking he..."

Old Mr. Sima, seeing the calm expression on Xiao Yi’s face, showed a look of shame.

The middle-aged man and woman beside him also looked embarrassed.

"Ah... you really are muddled!"

Hearing Old Mr. Sima’s words, An Jinhua couldn’t help but stamp her foot. They had actually refused Xiao Yi’s kind offer to treat them earlier – how could she even describe such folly? Knowing the kind of medical skill Xiao Yi possessed now, so many people were seeking his service and couldn’t even get it! Old Mr. Sima didn’t finish his words, but she could guess they weren’t flattering, and she felt even more at a loss for words...

She also began to understand why Xiao Yi charged money. The last time with Qian Fuchen’s illness wasn’t it precisely because of this that Xiao Yi had made a hefty charge!

"Old sir, don’t say that. We can’t entirely blame you for what happened earlier. As the saying goes, ’Talents should not be revealed lightly; doctors do not volunteer,’ I too was a bit imprudent."

Xiao Yi, seeing the shame-faced expression of the old man, also showed a hint of admiration. The hardest thing for a person is to admit their mistakes, and as age and social status grow, admitting faults becomes even more difficult. The middle-aged man earlier, despite his urgency, had merely glossed over their previous discourtesy, whereas this old man, having lived a long and evidently prestigious life, was able to sincerely admit his mistake to him, a rarity indeed.

Since others admitted their mistakes, he naturally wouldn’t press them too hard.

"Doctor Xiao, please don’t say that. You are a compassionate healer, and I was too cynical. If only I had calmly listened to you more beforehand, things would have been different,"

Old Mr. Sima, moved by Xiao Yi’s words, felt even more shame and sighed.

"Old Mr. Sima, let’s not speak of courtesies. Let’s leave what’s past behind and talk about your illness,"

Xiao Yi smiled again and instead of following along with more niceties, went straight to the health issue. "I admire the kind of person you are, and I can treat the illness and am willing to do so..."

But then, he paused.

"Doctor Xiao, please continue, what about the illness? If there’s anything we need to collaborate on, we will definitely cooperate fully!"

Xiao Yi was speaking and suddenly stopped, which nearly drove the middle-aged man beside him frantic. Anxiously, he thought to himself, how can this doctor seem so old-fashioned, always pausing, if he has something to say, can’t he just say it all at once? It’s maddening.

"I’m not a professional doctor, nor do I make a living from treating patients. Therefore, I generally don’t charge a fee, but there is a rule in my school that requires me to charge under one particular circumstance!"

Xiao Yi slowly articulated his words.

Although he did not specify what the circumstances were that necessitated a charge, everyone knew that Old Mr. Sima’s situation clearly fell within those circumstances; otherwise, Xiao Yi would not have mentioned it specifically.

"Under what circumstances do you charge?"

Although An Jinhua already grasped Xiao Yi’s intent, he still asked out of curiosity.

"Kind intentions met with disdain, returning for help, and pledging a hefty sum."

Xiao Yi slowly stated his rules and after finishing, he looked apologetically at Old Man Sima and said, "Old man, I’m truly sorry, but these are the rules of my school."

"Doctor Xiao, no need to apologize; this was my own doing," Old Mr. Sima said with a flushed face and an embarrassed expression, "It’s only right that I pay."

"Doctor Xiao, money is not an issue. As long as you can cure my father, no amount of money is a problem. Please, tell me, how much will it cost to treat my father’s illness? I can pay you right now."

The middle-aged man had also regained his composure, realizing that Xiao Yi’s previous hesitation was merely about money. He breathed a sigh of relief and declared without hesitation that he lacked for nothing but certainly not money. As long as money could solve the problem, it was not a problem at all.

After saying this, he immediately took out his wallet, ready to pay upfront.

"It would normally be one hundred million, but in consideration of Elder Mr. Ma and Grandpa An, this time I will only charge half, fifty million is enough!"

Xiao Yi glanced at Old Mr. Sima, then at An Jinhua who seemed to be contemplating something upon hearing the rule he had just stated, hesitated for a moment, and then appeared to make a momentous decision as he announced the amount.

"How much?"

With a snap, the middle-aged man who had just taken out his wallet flinched, and the wallet fell to the ground. He forgot to pick it up and instead looked at Xiao Yi with a shocked expression.

He thought he had misheard, experiencing an illusion.

An Jinhua and Old Mr. Sima also abruptly looked up, their eyes filled with disbelief as they stared at Xiao Yi.

Everyone thought Xiao Yi had misspoken, or they had misheard; he meant fifty thousand—not fifty million!

"Fifty million."

Xiao Yi repeated the amount, his expression like someone who had made a losing deal, gritting his teeth as he stated the price.

Hearing Xiao Yi’s words, everyone fell silent, each person’s expression froze in place, staring dumbfounded at Xiao Yi, more certain this time than before. What Xiao Yi said was indeed fifty million, not fifty thousand!

"Fifty million—I have already broken the rules of my school. This is the maximum extent to which I can accommodate!" Xiao Yi said, his face slightly apologetic, but his tone was very firm.

It was very clear that if they did not offer fifty million, he would absolutely refuse to treat them.

In fact, he was being very lenient. With his insight, he could tell at a glance that the old man and the middle-aged man before him were not only well-off but extraordinarily wealthy. The glittering items on the middle-aged woman from head to toe also made it obvious that her gold jewelry was all genuine, not the kind costing a few hundred that many ordinary folks wore on the streets. If it were the old man, it certainly wouldn’t be less than five hundred million!

Merely asking for one hundred million was already giving them face, and fifty million was solely out of respect for Elder An.

"Uh, Xiao Yi..."

An Jinhua had not expected Xiao Yi to demand such an exorbitant sum of fifty million. A lifetime of medical practice had probably not summed up to fifty million, and here was Xiao Yi asking this much in one go. It made him glance at Old Mr. Sima with an expression of slight embarrassment. After all, this man was introduced by his old friend, perhaps a friend of his friend. Xiao Yi’s price was, frankly, a bit too exaggerated; to put it unkindly, it seemed almost like extortion!

"Fifty million, why don’t you just go rob someone!"

The woman also came to her senses and could no longer restrain herself from shrieking at Xiao Yi. She was rich, but that was her money. Normally, she was reluctant even to spend a few hundred on a friend. The idea of giving Xiao Yi fifty million was like asking for her life. (To be continued. If you enjoy this piece, feel free to visit qidian.com to vote or purchase a monthly pass. Your support is my greatest motivation.)