The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 270 Strength to Lift a Solid Wood Table

Ms. An: [Hello, is this Professor Ge? I was introduced by Sister Ma Cuifeng. She said that after attending Professor Ge's health lecture and following the herbal medicine guidelines, her presbyopia has improved, her cervical spine is no longer numb, and she even no longer urinates at night. May I register to participate?]

Professor Ge: [Hello, Professor Ge is currently teaching a class. I'm his assistant, Xiao Wu. Could you tell us about your symptoms? Professor Ge's lectures focus on recuperation and conditioning. If you have an acute illness, we suggest you stabilize your condition first and then supplement it with health maintenance and conditioning.]

Mr. An: [I have kidney deficiency with some erectile dysfunction, and also hemorrhoids the size of a fist due to prolonged sitting—not a child's fist, but my wife's. I'm really anxious if it can be treated; my wife is threatening divorce because she has to push them back in every day!]

Faced with Professor Ge's imposing presence, he remained silent for a long time, as if his brain had been invaded by words, and he was completely dumbfounded.

Some things really don't need to be described in such vivid detail. I'm just a young girl; I can't bear to read such things.

Professor Ge: [Sir, your condition cannot be explained in a short time on WeChat. If you have time, you can come to the Everbright City Hotel and have Professor Ge diagnose you after his health lecture.]

Ms. An: [Thank you so much! If you can really cure me, I'll give you a check.]

"Pay a check? What an unfamiliar word." Assistant Xiao Wu stared blankly at the phone screen.

"Could it be that he caught a big fish?" Sitting behind the stage, Xiao Wu looked at Professor Ge on stage, who was energetic and did not look like an old man in his eighties, and muttered to himself.

Meanwhile, after learning the address, the black van quickly drove towards the Datang Everbright City Hotel.

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Holding Master Fuli in her arms, Lin Ying witnessed the entire process of Master Fuli's fraud and his chat content on WeChat. Lin Ying remained silent, but a storm was gradually brewing on her usually calm face.

The pain of middle age has accumulated to its maximum.

But where did Master Fuli learn this from? Although they were all objectively existing unspeakable secrets, the fact that it was written by the mischievous little fox made Lin Ying feel that Master Fuli had been defiled.

"Mr. Fuli, your medical terminology is quite professional. Could you tell me where you learned it?"

"I heard it from Su Qiyuan," said Master Fuli in his clear, childlike voice.

Upon hearing Su Qiyuan's name, Lin Ying nodded in understanding and didn't ask any further questions.

The entire village of Changxi Town knew that Su Qiyuan suffered from severe hemorrhoids.

Even the tea competition made the tea farmers in the neighboring village aware of it, and Lin Ying, who didn't usually gossip, had heard about it.

If it's Su Qiyuan, then these things aren't surprising. A hint of pity flashed in Lin Ying's eyes as she gently stroked the belly fur of the Fuli Master.

"Su Qiyuan is only in his early thirties, right? So young and already like this? How pitiful." Lin Ying recalled Su Qiyuan's deeds, shaking her head silently in her heart, wondering if she should hire a renowned proctologist from the mountain city for him. After all, he had taken good care of Master Fuli; it's too tragic that he's accumulated so many unspeakable problems at such a young age.

[Wish fulfilled: Ga!]

"???"

An Sheng, with a strange expression on her fox-like face, glanced at Lin Ying.

We probably don't need a famous doctor.

Su Qiyuan has the money to get treatment, but he's been too busy with work to find the time. If you'd like to help, just buy him two boxes of strong-adhesion sanitary napkins and send them over.

"You guys wait for me in the parking lot! I'm going to expose this big swindler in a bit, and you'll experience phantom pain after watching it."

Upon arriving at the entrance of the Never Sleeps Hotel, An Sheng spoke to Lin Ying.

If Xia Dong were to be confronted with such a scoundrel who defrauds the elderly, he would be arrested and subjected to a three-way trial in the ancestral hall, and then put into a pig cage and blanched for three or four days.

Of course. Due to limited resources, An Sheng couldn't find a pig cage for Professor Ge to live in.

But An Sheng has the Shattering Fist, which allows him to run over a hundred meters and kick Professor Ge in the philtrum, shattering his dream of champagne and beautiful women and sending him to pick up the soap.

The little fox climbed up the glass curtain wall and walked to the window of the banquet hall on the fifth floor.

The fifth floor of the Never-Sleeping City Hotel is where Professor Ge rented to hold his health and wellness lectures.

An Sheng glanced inside, preparing to find an open window to go in.

But it was this one glance that made An Sheng, the little raccoon, freeze in place.

On the stage in the banquet hall, Professor Ge was talking incessantly to his followers and students, recounting the health preservation theories in the Baopuzi Neijing. When he got excited, Professor Ge slapped the lectern with one hand, grabbed the corner of the solid wood table, and lifted the two- or three-hundred-pound table.

"boom--"

A long table, about 1.5 meters long and 5 centimeters thick, with metal adjustable legs, slammed heavily onto the stage, leaving the elderly people in the audience, as well as some middle-aged people, staring in shock at the scene.

The dull thud of the solid wood table crashing onto the stage resonated in everyone's hearts like a thunderclap in dry weather.

A strong old man in his sixties or seventies easily lifted a solid wood table by holding the leg of it with one hand.
This breathtaking scene was real, without any fakery or deception.

"Haha, sorry, old man got a little excited."

Professor Ge feigned surprise and chuckled, giving everyone present a lighthearted laugh:

"I get angry just thinking about traditional Chinese medicine these days. They're all quacks who mislead students!"

"Medicine? What is medicine? True medicine is a spiritual substance that absorbs the essence of the sun and moon and matures gradually over time. But what about traditional Chinese medicine practitioners now? They are all bookworms who have no knowledge of the law!"

"They neither understand the metaphysics behind pharmacology nor the profound meaning of respecting time. For profit, they take herbs cultivated with fertilizer and sell them as elixirs to ordinary people who are unaware of the mysteries behind them! Little do they know that the herbs, by absorbing impure energy, become harmful poisons!"

"Patients seek doctors with hope and expectation, only to find that unethical doctors sell poison to ordinary people. Some even more unscrupulous ones use concentration and extraction techniques to condense pollutants into liquid and sell it to patients at high prices, shamelessly claiming it's more effective! They're afraid the patients will live too long!"

"It is precisely because of those quack doctors and the unethical behavior of those stakeholders that we are being smeared and slandered in the name of traditional Chinese medicine. Who would have thought that Japanese pharmaceutical companies have purchased so many of our medicinal herb fields and prescriptions? If they were truly ineffective, why would they buy them?"

"Are they stupid? They're cunning! They're evil!"

As Professor Ge spoke with deep emotion and righteous indignation, he raised his hand and slammed it heavily on the solid wood table. The entire stage shook slightly as the force of the blow was released.

On the solid wood table, a clearly visible handprint was prominently displayed.

You can even see the broken wood fibers inside the solid wood table from the cross-section of the palm print.

"Turtle."

An Sheng looked at Professor Ge, who had slammed his hand on the long table, with a face full of surprise and uncertainty:

"Looks like kicking it won't solve the problem; we'll have to lift up the marble Roman column at the banquet hall entrance and smash it!"

"Your mouth needs to be cooked in a pressure cooker to be properly cleaned."

"Otherwise, it's hard to deal with someone who's too stubborn."

(End of this chapter)