Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain
Chapter 239: Can One Do/Say Whatever They Want Just Because They Are Handsome?

Chapter 239: Chapter 239: Can One Do/Say Whatever They Want Just Because They Are Handsome?

Entrance to the Medicine King Hall.

"I’m here to see the Medicine Elder Wang!" Pan Xiao’an said to the gatekeeper at that moment.

"I’m sorry, but the Medicine King isn’t receiving patients today, he’s meeting with an honored guest," the gatekeeper replied.

"Do you know who our young master is? Our young master is Pan, one of the four great young masters of the Southern Capital. Go in and report immediately," a sycophant by Pan Xiao’an’s side blurted out.

The gatekeeper was somewhat embarrassed and didn’t know how to respond when two people came out from inside.

It was Li Qingyang’s granddaughter, Li Qingdai, and Medicine King’s grandson, Zhuge Lingyou!

The two were called out by Medicine King Zhuge Qingxuan and Old Divine Doctor Li Qingyang to wait for Lin Dong at the door.

Li Qingdai still had a dissatisfied expression on her face, while Zhuge Lingyou appeared quite unconcerned.

After they came out, the gatekeeper hurriedly conveyed the situation with Pan Xiao’an to them.

Li Qingdai, already feeling annoyed, couldn’t help but say to Pan Xiao’an at that moment,

"What sickness do you need to see a doctor for?"

"My arm was broken by someone before, and even though I had surgery, it still hurts from time to time. I suppose there might be some sequela left," Pan Xiao’an said.

"I’ve heard that Medicine Elder Wang is good at setting bones, and I wanted to ask him to have a look!"

"That shouldn’t be urgent, a small issue. You can have someone else look at it!" Li Qingdai said bluntly.

"When I, Pan Xiao’an, seek medical treatment, of course, I have to find the best doctor," Pan Xiao’an said, tilting his head proudly.

At this moment, Zhuge Lingyou spoke up, "Young Master Pan, my grandfather is meeting an important guest today. So he doesn’t have time to see patients. If you insist on having my grandfather help you, please come again another day."

Pan Xiao’an recognized Zhuge Lingyou, and hearing this, he could only nod helplessly.

"Alright then!"

Although he was an unruly and spoiled young master, he wasn’t foolish. He knew that the Medicine King was not someone he could afford to offend.

After all, he was a famous doctor with a distinguished reputation in Jiangnan Province, having practiced medicine for many years and treated numerous nobles.

His connections were simply not something the Pan Family could match!

It’s better to offend anyone else than such famous doctors.

Just as he was about to turn and leave, at this moment, he saw a very familiar figure getting out of a taxi.

Pan Xiao’an recognized him at a glance!

Because it was none other than he who had broken his arm before.

That man was Lin Dong!

"Lin Dong, what are you doing here?" Pan Xiao’an asked, grinding his teeth in curiosity.

"I’m here to see the Medicine King," Lin Dong responded offhandedly.

"To see the Medicine King for treatment? Have you also fallen sick? Hahaha, Lin Dong, even you have such a day! But please go back, the Medicine King isn’t available today, he’s meeting with an honored guest!"

"Also, I kindly advise you, even if Medicine King has time, it’s unnecessary for you to come. Because with your status, how could you possibly afford to seek out Medicine Elder Wang for treatment..."

However, while Pan Xiao’an was speaking enthusiastically, he noticed that Lin Dong was no longer paying any attention to him.

Instead, Lin Dong headed straight to Zhuge Lingyou and said to him,

"My name is Lin Dong, Old Divine Doctor Li Qingyang has asked me to come..."

After he introduced himself, Zhuge Lingyou hurriedly said politely, "You are Lin Dong? My grandpa has been waiting for you for a long time. Please come in!"

Saying this, Zhuge Lingyou invited Lin Dong very courteously to enter.

Seeing this scene, Pan Xiao’an was stunned!

What’s going on?

Wasn’t it said that the Medicine King is unavailable today, meeting with an important guest?

Why then was Lin Dong invited inside?

Could it be that Lin Dong was the Medicine King’s honored guest?

Pan Xiao’an really couldn’t figure it out. Why? Why should Lin Dong become the distinguished guest of Medicine Elder Wang?

At that moment, Lin Dong followed Zhuge Lingyou and Li Qingdai towards the inner hall of the Medicine King hall.

He noticed that the beautiful woman beside him, with a beauty mark on the corner of her mouth, kept staring at him incessantly.

Curiously, Lin Dong asked, "Is there something on my face?"

The other party shook her head.

"Then why are you staring at me continuously? A girl with a crush?"

"You’re the one with a crush! Sure, you’re quite handsome, even better looking than those young and fresh meat in TV series, but don’t be so narcissistic. Who am I, Li Qingdai, to pay attention to a man just for his looks?" Li Qingdai said, sneaking another glance at him.

This man was truly handsome!

"Then why?" Lin Dong asked, puzzled.

"Because my grandpa said you have superb medical skills, and I’m not even one-tenth as good as you. Are you really that amazing?" Li Qingdai inquired.

Lin Dong, upon hearing these words, couldn’t help but chuckle and say, "Divine Doctor Li Lao is just joking..."

"Hmph! At least you’re self-aware, knowing that my grandpa was just elevating you," Li Qingdai sniffed.

"No, no, no..." Lin Dong said, shaking his head with a smile, "I mean, when Divine Doctor Li Lao joked about one-tenth, that’s what I was referring to!"

"What do you mean?"

"It means that even one-tenth is an overstatement. One-thousandth, perhaps you might have a chance!"

Hum––

Upon hearing Lin Dong’s words, Li Qingdai was stunned for a good while.

Afterward, her chest heaved with emotion as she exclaimed, "Just because you’re handsome, it doesn’t mean you can talk big like that!"

"I refuse to believe that you, a kid who doesn’t even look like you’ve grown a full set of hair, could be all that great!"

"Wait a moment, do you dare to have a competition with me?"

She said with a face full of disbelief.

This kid, looking to be only in his twenties and barely mature, was so highly praised by her grandpa, claiming she wasn’t even one-tenth as good as him, something that already made her unwilling to accept.

Now, this kid was even saying one-tenth was an exaggeration, suggesting she was only one-thousandth as skillful as him.

Did he really think being handsome gave him the right to say whatever he pleased?