Chapter 15: The Incomplete Prescription

When familiar faces meet, Yang Dongqing didn’t quite understand why, despite his advanced age, he felt nearly moved to tears upon seeing Su Tian.

“My young friend, why… why have you come?” he asked.

Su Tian answered honestly, “I met Miss Chen, and she told me you needed help. I happen to owe the Chen family a favor, so I came.”

But Yang Dongqing knew better. Ever since their first meeting, Su Tian’s acupuncture skills had stunned him profoundly.

As for the prescription, Su Tian immediately recognized it as incomplete.

His abilities far surpassed his own.

“I’m sorry to trouble you with my matters,” Yang Dongqing said humbly.

“Uncle Yang, you shouldn’t say that,” Su Tian replied warmly.

The younger men kneeling nearby looked at the scene in confusion. Was it their imagination, or did those with status here seem to show even more respect to this young man?

After Su Tian caught up with Yang Dongqing, it was their turn. When Su Tian’s gaze fell upon them, their first reaction was sheer terror.

“Let them explain themselves—what’s going on,” Su Tian commanded.

Long Aotian immediately slapped them, “The boss is talking to you! Didn’t you hear?”

“What? Boss? Big brother, what nonsense are you spouting? Aren’t you the boss?” one of the men stammered.

Seeing his own men so bewildered, Long Aotian hesitated to strike again—what a bunch of fools.

But among the fools, there was one sharp-witted man who crawled to Long Aotian’s feet, clutching his leg.

“Big brother! We really have nothing to do with this! It’s the Wang family! The Wang family’s demand for money is fake. What’s true is that they forced the divine doctor to marry his daughter to Wang Fugui!”

Su Tian asked quietly, “Why?”

At this point, the men saw no reason to hold back.

“It’s Wang Fugui. He has a chronic illness. He knows Yang Dongqing’s medical skills are the best. Western medicine hasn’t been able to cure him, so he wants to rely on Chinese medicine. But he also knows Yang Dongqing is a man of integrity and would never treat someone like him. Plus, Wang Fugui is shameless and a high-ranking figure from the metropolis. He set his sights on Yang Dongqing’s daughter, wanting both wealth and beauty. So he concocted a huge contract to financially crush them…”

Su Tian hadn’t expected Wang Fugui to be so cunning.

Long Aotian then kicked them twice, “Listen carefully, from now on this is our Black Dragon Gang’s boss. When you see him, you show respect! Got it?”

They all nodded quickly, “Got it, got it!” Though confused, at a time like this, no one dared question why.

“No second chances, boss!”

“Don’t call me boss—call me Brother Long. That’s our real boss!”

The thugs then kowtowed to Su Tian, “Boss, we were wrong! Please forgive us!” Su Tian could see that Long Aotian was trying to protect them.

After all, they were his men. He didn’t want to cripple them. Though beaten to look like fools, their injuries were minor.

If Su Tian himself had intervened, these thugs would be bedridden for weeks.

Su Tian waved his hand, “Let’s call it a day.”

The thugs were immediately grateful, “Thank you, boss! Thank you, boss!”

One by one, they stood up and started helping clean the Divine Doctor’s Clinic. The more perceptive ones began tidying up, and soon others followed.

Once the matter was settled, Yang Dongqing realized he might have been deceived from the start.

“Su Tian… thank you.”

He stood and knelt before Su Tian.

Su Tian hastily reached out to help, “Uncle Yang, what are you doing?”

“It was my poor judgment. If not for you, the Divine Doctor’s Clinic wouldn’t have been saved today. Even Yang Zhu might have fallen into others’ hands. You are the savior of our family.”

At that moment, Yang Zhuyun came forward and knelt beside her father.

Su Tian could only support one person at a time, so the other knelt.

“Uncle Yang, please get up. You flatter me,” Su Tian said.

He could tell that Yang Dongqing had raised his daughter well—cultured, well-mannered, and educated.

She kowtowed twice to Su Tian, then helped her father to his feet.

Though only in his fifties, Yang Dongqing looked more like a man in his sixties or seventies.

Worry and strain had aged him prematurely.

“Please sit.”

Su Tian took a seat nearby. Yang Zhuyun wiped her tears and went to the kitchen to brew tea, bringing out cups—one for her father, one for Su Tian, and others for everyone present.

Even those thugs who had come to vandalize earlier were each given a bottle of mineral water.

“In recent years, our Chinese medicine has been declining. Western medicine, both abroad and at home, has advanced with precise instruments that aid greatly. Many now believe Western medicine surpasses ours. Two years ago, I borrowed a large sum from the Wang family to purchase a batch of herbs. I planned to repay them once they were sold, but those people were frauds. I never got the herbs, and now I can’t repay the Wang family. This Divine Doctor’s Clinic is close to shutting down.”

Hearing this, Su Tian felt a pang of sympathy.

“Indeed, our Chinese medicine relies on ourselves, not instruments. Many prescriptions have been lost. To recreate them is harder than climbing to the heavens. Dosages and properties must be precise to be effective.”

Yang Dongqing nodded helplessly.

He was a good man, and Su Tian could not bear to see such a legendary doctor’s legacy fade away.

He rose, approached the counter, took paper and pen, and wrote a prescription, then handed it to Yang Dongqing.

Yang Dongqing took it, eyes widening in disbelief.

“This… this is…”

Su Tian said, “It’s the prescription you gave to the elder of the Bai family last time, but yours was incomplete. This is the complete version. With this, the Divine Doctor’s Clinic can rise again to the pinnacle of Chinese medicine.”

Others might not grasp its value, but Yang Dongqing knew its worth profoundly.

He was at a loss for words.

Before Su Tian could react, he knelt and bowed deeply, “The Yang family is eternally grateful for your kindness!”

“Uncle Yang, there’s no need for that.”

Beside them, Long Aotian clicked his tongue twice, “When our boss acts, you know it’s serious.”

Just as their conversation was about to end, the front door suddenly slammed open with a clatter, and a man burst in with a dozen others.