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As soon as these words were spoken, the two doctors nearby felt it was somewhat abrupt. At Lu Chen's age, becoming a doctor seemed highly unlikely.
One of them even cast a disdainful glance, believing that Lu Chen resembled a street thug and was definitely there to scam food and drinks.
Lu Chen ignored the gazes of others, smiled lightly, and rationally said, “Master Ye, what do you mean by that? As the saying goes, one cannot judge a person by their appearance, just as one cannot measure the sea with a ladle. How can you conclude that I am not a doctor?”
“Uh…” Ye Dajin was momentarily speechless, unable to find an excuse to counter him, his old face turning red and pale alternately.
It wasn't that Lu Chen angered him; Lu Chen's tone was very calm, making it hard to find fault. Ye Dajin mainly felt embarrassed and wanted to dismiss Lu Chen.
He was a prominent tycoon, the richest businessman in the Southern Seven States, even the Governor of Hanshou relied on him and wouldn’t dare speak to him in such a manner. Having grown accustomed to flattery, how could Ye Dajin feel good after being provoked by Lu Chen?
At that moment, the first doctor who had treated Ye Yunding returned. This man appeared to be in his sixties, dressed neatly and carrying a medicine box; he truly looked like a doctor.
In contrast, Lu Chen, with empty hands and an immature face, hardly resembled someone who treated patients. Thus, it was inevitable that he faced Ye Dajin's skepticism.
The doctor stepped forward and said to Ye Dajin, “Master Ye, your son is not ill.”
Ye Dajin, who had intended to argue with Lu Chen, immediately sat up in shock upon hearing this. “What? My son is not ill?” He was utterly astonished and had completely forgotten about Lu Chen.
When it was announced that Ye Yunding was not ill, everyone in the room was stunned. The several concubines behind Ye Yunding exchanged glances in disbelief.
At nearly three years old, Ye Yunding could barely walk without assistance and could not speak at all; he seemed mute.
Given this situation, who could believe he was not ill? Could someone like him be considered normal?
Lu Chen also took another look at this doctor and found him plain-looking but surprisingly skilled in medicine.
The doctor sighed with closed eyes and said, “Indeed, after my examination, your son is healthy. All his pulses are stable and show no signs of illness. Even his head—I examined it carefully—shows no abnormalities.” The doctor's tone was very assertive.
“The young master’s illness clearly lies in his head. How can you say there’s nothing wrong? Do you happen to know how to perform surgery?” sneered one of the jeweled concubines behind Ye Dajin, her tone sharp and biting.
"Hmph, a woman doctor, what do you know? There's no need to open the skull to see; I can see without it. How could you possibly understand? Moreover, even if I did open the skull, I have done it before," the physician said disdainfully.
His words immediately shocked everyone. Opening the skull means cutting open a person's head to remove the skull and perform treatment. This method was simply astonishing; even Lu Chen had to pay attention.
The other two physicians who entered with him looked equally horrified, unable to believe that someone could survive having their head cut open and still be treated for an illness.
"Regardless, the fact is as such. Whether you believe it or not is your business. Sixty miles south of Banshu Castle, there is a family with the surname Li. They serve delicious snake meat. A middle-aged man there suffered from chronic headaches. I opened his skull and removed a worm, after which he never experienced headaches again. If Master Ye does not believe me, he can send someone to inquire immediately. If I utter a single falsehood, I am willing to pay with my life for your son," the physician stated clearly and emphatically.
Upon hearing this, a wave of sighs filled the room again. Everyone felt that this physician seemed more like a monster, speaking unrealistically, yet his expression was serious, exuding an undeniable aura of credibility.
Ye Dajin swallowed hard and immediately scolded his concubine behind him, saying, "Wretched Maid, go stand aside; you have no place to interject! If you speak nonsense again, I'll break your legs."
The concubine lowered her head at his words, unable to hide her shame, and hurriedly covered her face as she retreated to the side.
"Come, old physician, please sit here." Ye Dajin personally invited the physician to take a seat in his chair and had servants bring in additional chairs for everyone present.
Initially displeased by the doubts cast upon him, the physician considered leaving but decided to stay when he saw Ye Dajin's courtesy and sat upright in the chair.
"To be honest with you, Mr. Ye, I did not come this time for your consultation fee. I often treat wealthy patients not for money but out of interest. I have already heard some rumors about your son's condition; that is why I took this opportunity to observe," the physician said in a calm tone. He truly seemed like someone uninterested in money, displaying genuine sincerity that even Lu Chen found infectious.
"May I ask what is wrong with my son? He has no illness, but..." By the end of his sentence, even Ye Dajin couldn't continue.
The physician stared blankly ahead with a heavy expression, sitting silently in his chair for quite some time without speaking.
Seeing his demeanor, Lu Chen's interest was piqued; he wanted to see if this physician could provide any answers or if he was just another charlatan from the streets.
"How long has your son been in this condition?" The old physician stroked his beard and asked solemnly.
Ye Dajin thought for a moment and found it difficult to answer. "I'm not sure; all I know is that he cannot speak or walk. I don't know if it's something he was born with."
Regarding the situation with Ye Yunding, Ye Dajin responded ambiguously, unable to provide a clear explanation, as he truly could not make a judgment.
The doctor glanced at him and felt that the matter was indeed difficult, so he did not ask further. He did not directly state the reason for Ye Yunding's condition, saying, "From a physician's perspective, your son is healthy and has no issues. This must be why other doctors who have treated him could not find any problems."
Then, everyone perked up their ears, quietly listening to what the doctor would say next, including Lu Chen, as the answer was about to be revealed.
The doctor took a deep breath and said solemnly, "I cannot be certain about the root of your son's illness either, as I have only seen it mentioned in medical texts. As for what it is, I won't elaborate. However, one thing is certain: your son's condition is not permanent; he will recover sooner or later. Just wait for the right person."
With that, the doctor stood up and prepared to leave with his bag. It seemed he would not even participate in a consultation since it would be pointless to go if no results could be discussed.
As the doctor was leaving, others finally reacted. Ye Dajin listened in confusion but did not want to interrupt the doctor. Seeing him about to leave, he immediately instructed his servant, "Go and give the doctor ten taels as consultation fees; consider it a service fee."
Ye Dajin did not mind spending money at all. Although the doctor did not provide any concrete answers or methods, he at least offered some hope, which was better than those who came in, fiddled around a bit, then shook their heads and sighed before leaving.
After the doctor left, everyone in the room was dumbfounded and speechless; some felt deceived and had nothing to say.
At that moment, a servant came to report and whispered something in Ye Dajin's ear. Immediately, Ye Dajin's eyes lit up and he said, "Young Master Ming has arrived? Quickly invite him in."
"Yes," the servant replied and hurried out.
Lu Chen heard Young Master Ming's name from Ye Dajin's words and was shocked; he did not expect this matter to have attracted Young Master Ming's attention.
Ye Dajin and Young Master Ming had a mutually dependent relationship, so their interactions were normal. However, it was quite interesting that Young Master Ming came to visit Ye Dajin's residence.
A moment later, a middle-aged man walked in. He was tall and slender, dressed in a Brocade Robe, with his hands clasped behind his back as he slowly entered the room.
This man wore a mask that obscured his face and exuded an unusual aura.
Lu Chen shrank back slightly, concealing his presence so as not to be detected by him. He did not expect to encounter Young Master Ming here; this man was a key figure in the Martial Arts Association.
"President."
Ye Dajin cupped his hands in greeting, showing a considerable amount of respect towards Young Master Ming. After all, most of Ye Dajin's business had the support of Young Master Ming's Martial Arts Association.
Young Master Ming waved his hand, signaling Ye Dajin to sit back down. He then paced a couple of steps in the room with his hands behind his back and murmured, "The Red Robe Sect Leader is right here, yet why does he not come out to meet me?"
This statement was like a bombshell, leaving everyone in the room momentarily stunned. Why was the Red Robe Sect Leader here? They had not sensed anything at all.
For a full ten breaths, the room remained silent, with no one speaking.
Ye Dajin looked astonished and wanted to ask Young Master Ming if he had made a mistake. However, the words stuck in his throat.
"Is the Supreme Leader still not making an appearance? I have been waiting outside for quite some time; I only just came in now. I also know a little about what happened last night with Yuan Ruyi from the Yin Yang Gate," Young Master Ming said, turning his back to Lu Chen and remaining silent.
Lu Chen was slightly surprised as well; it seemed that Young Master Ming was fully aware of the encounter with Yuan Ruyi.
Moreover, he had been waiting outside the Ye Family Mansion early in the morning, indicating that he had anticipated Lu Chen's appearance here today.
"The esteemed Red Robe Sect, the foremost evil cult that dares to openly oppose the Great Zhou Court, is actually hiding among ordinary people. Aren't you afraid of losing face?" Young Master Ming remarked again, his tone laced with sarcasm.
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