The five-and-a-half-year-old baby doctor comes to the city to cure those who refuse to listen.

The invitations have been sent out.

Falcon delivered it personally, using the highest-level diplomatic channels, and it is said to have been sent directly to the headquarters of those overseas pharmaceutical companies.

As for the "expert" who made those outrageous claims in the newspaper, the invitation was directly handed to him.

After the letter was sent out, Qianlong Residence became quiet.

Lin Jianguo didn't care about any of that; he was living a very comfortable life.

The next morning, he changed into his training clothes, humming a little tune, and practiced Tai Chi in a nearby park.

He has practiced this set of Tai Chi for most of his life, and now when he practices it again, it feels completely different.

Previously, it was for strengthening the body; now it's for relaxing muscles and tendons. Every move and posture has an indescribable charm, attracting many elderly people around to stop and watch.

"Old Lin, you look better and better." An old man wearing a satin Tang suit and holding a walnut in his hand came over.

This is Lin Jianguo's old chess friend, surnamed Li, who used to be a minor leader in a ministry.

Lin Jianguo stopped his attack and wiped his sweat with a smile.

"It's alright, it's alright. As people get older, they need to be more active."

Old Li gave him a sour look.

"You call this old? Your hair is almost completely black. If you went out and said you were in your forties, people would believe you."

He stretched out his wrist, deliberately showing off the gleaming gold watch on it.

"See that? A Rolex. My son just brought it back for me from Switzerland. It's worth over ten thousand."

Old Li's face was full of pride.

The surrounding old men all gathered around, exclaiming in amazement.

"Wow, a big gold watch!"

"Old Li, your son is truly filial!"

Lin Jianguo just smiled and didn't say anything.

He stretched his muscles and felt a bit dry in his mouth, so he took something out of the pocket of his training clothes.

He searched for a long time and finally pulled out a fruit the size of a fist, entirely green, and shaped like a ginseng doll.

As soon as the fruit was taken out, it emitted a faint fluorescent glow, and an indescribable fragrance instantly filled the air.

The chattering old men around them fell silent as soon as they smelled the aroma.

They felt as if they had taken a breath, and all the pores on their body had opened up, making even their old arms and legs feel much lighter.

"Click."

Lin Jianguo took a big bite of the "ginseng doll's" head, chewing it with a crunchy sound.

Old Li's eyes widened, and he grabbed Lin Jianguo's hand.

"Old Lin! What...what kind of treasure is this? You're eating it like a radish?"

Lin Jianguo was startled and quickly pulled his hand back, protecting the fruit in his arms like a precious treasure.

"What treasure or not?" he mumbled. "My grandson was just planting these randomly in the yard, and they produced too many to eat, so I just used them as snacks."

"The taste is alright, but it's not very filling."

Old Li and his old friends around him were so shocked their eyes almost popped out.

These fruits smell so good, are they meant to be snacks?

Old Li swallowed hard and asked cautiously, "Old Lin, where did you buy this fruit? It must have been expensive, right? Judging by its quality, it must have cost at least tens of thousands, right?"

Lin Jianguo took another bite, thought for a moment, and asked him, "How much was your watch?"

Old Li puffed out his chest, his face full of pride.

"Over ten thousand! And this is an insider price I got through connections!"

"oh."

Lin Jianguo nodded, put the last piece of fruit into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it.

He clicked his tongue and said slowly, "Then my fruit is probably a few hundred times more expensive than your watch."

"puff--"

Old Man Li almost died on the spot because he couldn't catch his breath.

The old men around him, looking at Lin Jianguo's nonchalant demeanor and then at the gold watch on Old Man Li's wrist that suddenly seemed less appealing, all had a change in their expressions.

That afternoon, the threshold of Qianlong Residence was almost broken by the footsteps.

The people who came were neither wealthy people seeking medicine nor powerful figures buying groceries.

Instead, it was a group of elderly men and women carrying boxes of snacks, their faces beaming with smiles.

The leaders were none other than the "top matchmakers" of the capital.

"Brother Lin!" A matchmaker pushed past Zhou Tian and enthusiastically grabbed Lin Jianguo's arm. "This old woman has come to congratulate you today!"

Lin Jianguo looked completely bewildered.

"What's the cause of this joy?"

"Stop pretending!" The matchmaker slapped her thigh. "Isn't your little darling the most precious treasure in the capital?"

"I have a granddaughter, she's eighteen this year, and she's as beautiful as a flower. She and your Chen'er are a match made in heaven!"

Not to be outdone, another matchmaker squeezed in as well.

"Go away, your granddaughter is as skinny as a monkey, she's not lucky at all! Brother Lin, look at mine, my niece, a PhD who just returned from studying abroad, big hips, guaranteed to be easy to raise!"

A group of people were making a ruckus and almost got into a fight at the entrance of Qianlong Residence.

Lin Jianguo was completely overwhelmed by this situation.

Chu Chen was sitting on the Nine Dragon Cauldron, swinging his two short legs, directing the masters of the wood-chopping team to turn the ground.

He watched the farce at the door, his little face scrunched up in a frown.

He jumped down from the cauldron, walked to Lin Jianguo's side, and tugged at his sleeve.

Grandpa.

"Oh, Chen'er."

"If you keep going like this at Versailles, my childhood is going to be over." Chu Chen looked utterly hopeless.

Lin Jianguo blushed, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

"I...I just couldn't help it."

Just then, Zhou Tian scrambled in from outside, his face beaming with excitement.

"Master Chen! Grandpa Lin! We've got news from Falcon!"

The courtyard fell silent instantly.

Chu Chen licked the lollipop in his hand and asked slowly, "Speak."

"Then...those overseas pharmaceutical companies have all replied!" Zhou Tian gasped for breath. "They said they accept your invitation!"

"Not only are they coming, but they're bringing that damn expert who slandered us with them!"

Lin Jianguo's expression changed.

"They're here to cause trouble!"

"Not only that!" Zhou Tian swallowed, his eyes lighting up with even more excitement. "They also said that, to show how much importance they attach to this 'medical exchange,' they've invited the world's top media reporters to broadcast the entire event live!"

"They want to expose our 'hoax' in front of the whole world!"

Lin Jianguo was so angry that his hands were shaking.

"This is outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!"

Chu Chen wasn't angry at all.

He took the faxed reply from Zhou Tian, ​​glanced at it, and pursed his lips.

"That's quite a big operation."

He crumpled the fax paper and tossed it to Zhao Wuji, who was standing next to him.

"Director Zhao, take this. Use it when you go to the toilet. Don't waste it."

Zhao Wuji, the latrine manager, respectfully accepted the wad of paper, bowing and scraping.

"Yes, Chairman Chu!"

Chu Chen clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention.

"Alright, stop standing there." He pointed to the group of woodcutters and spies in the yard. "Tell them they have the afternoon off. Go take a shower and change into clean clothes."

"We have distinguished guests arriving tonight."

He turned his head, looked at Lin Jianguo who had a worried expression, and said with a grin.

"Grandpa, don't worry."

"It's just a meal. Our family's main principle is to be hospitable."

Night falls.

At the entrance of Qianlongju, dozens of luxury cars with license plates from various countries lined up in a long queue.

A group of well-dressed, blond-haired, blue-eyed foreigners stepped out of the car amidst a flurry of flashing lights.

Leading the group was the pharmaceutical tycoon from Hong Kong Island who launched "Life One," and next to him was the American expert who claimed in the newspaper that "immortal vegetable" was poisonous.

They looked at the ancient gate of Qianlong Residence and the sign at the entrance that read "Private Forbidden Area," their faces showing a hint of contempt and mockery.

"Is this the residence of that so-called miracle doctor?" The American expert pushed up his glasses and said dismissively, "It looks like a backward rural guesthouse."

The pharmaceutical tycoon sneered.

"Today, we will show the world that Traditional Chinese Medicine is nothing but a colossal fraud!"

Just then, the gate of Qianlong Residence creaked open.

The person who came out was neither Lin Jianguo in his training uniform nor a heavily armed guard.

Instead, it was a five-year-old child wearing a Winnie the Pooh apron and less than one meter tall.

Chu Chen was holding a tray with a row of Wahaha AD calcium milk bottles with straws on it.

He walked up to the group of dumbfounded foreigners, looked up with his innocent little face, and spoke in perfect London-accented English.

"Welcome to my family party."

"Dear uncles and aunts, you must be tired from your long journey. Have a bottle of milk to soothe your throat."

He paused, then grinned, revealing a set of small white teeth.

"Don't worry, it's not poisonous."