Urban Immortal Lord

"I want this ginseng!"

Xia Tian’s calm voice rang out. He couldn’t stand it any longer. This middle-aged man was blatantly deceiving the elderly couple. According to his estimation, this red ginseng should be over 500 years old and well-preserved. If it were auctioned, its value would not be less than ten million!

Moreover, Xia Tian saw that the red ginseng was already showing signs of taking shape, and its interior was filled with spiritual energy. Xia Tian speculated that if he absorbed the spiritual energy of the red ginseng, it would definitely allow him to enter the fourth level of Qi Refining!

Such a rare and precious treasure was already considered by Xia Tian to be his for the taking.

"Hey kid, don't interfere with our business. This ginseng lady has already been sold to us!"

Seeing this, the middle-aged man looked at Xia Tian with hostility and quickly said, "Auntie, I'll get you the money right away."

Xia Tian ignored the middle-aged man's words and turned to the old lady, saying, "Grandma, the one you have in your hand is a red ginseng, over five hundred years old, and its value far exceeds five hundred thousand."

After a moment's thought, Xia Tian decided to tell the old man the truth. Although he really wanted the red ginseng, he wouldn't resort to deception like the middle-aged man. Xia Tian disdained such methods.

Upon hearing this, the old woman showed a hint of embarrassment on her face, which quickly disappeared. She said, "Young man, thank you for your kind reminder, but my wife urgently needs this 500,000 yuan to treat her husband's leg injury."

"How about this, I only have 800,000 left in my pocket. I'll offer 800,000 for your red ginseng, what do you think, ma'am?"

Xia Tian paused for a moment before speaking, saying that he had spent 200,000 yuan to buy a wild ginseng, and now all his assets amounted to only 800,000 yuan.

"Madam, I was mistaken before. This red ginseng in your hand is worth far more than 500,000. Our store is willing to buy it for one million."

When the middle-aged man saw Xia Tian competing with him, he quickly raised the price to one million, while cursing Xia Tian to death in his heart.

"this……"

Seeing the two arguing endlessly over the red ginseng in her hand, the old woman was at a loss for what to do. However, she still turned her gaze to the middle-aged man, since she needed to treat her husband's illness and naturally hoped for the highest possible price.

Seemingly noticing the difficulty in the old woman's eyes, Xia Tian sighed deeply and said, "Eight hundred thousand. I'll keep the ginseng, and I'll treat the old man's leg. Grandma, what do you think?"

"Hahaha……"

As soon as Xia Tian finished speaking, the middle-aged man sneered and mocked, "You're just a kid who hasn't even grown a beard yet, you really don't know your place. Do you even know any medicine?"

"Auntie, don't be fooled by this kid. He doesn't know any medicine at all. When it comes to traditional Chinese medicine, our Huichuntang is the best in the entire M City."

The middle-aged man quickly said, "Ma'am, this red ginseng is still worth one million. I'll go get our shop owner now and have him treat your leg!"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he hurriedly ran to the inner hall, obviously to invite the owner of Huichuntang.

Xia Tian glanced indifferently at the middle-aged man's figure, calmly found a place to sit down, because he had secretly examined the old man's leg when no one was paying attention, and no one but him could cure this leg injury!

A short while later, an elderly man emerged from the inner hall, while a middle-aged man walked respectfully behind him.

"I am Lin Zhiyuan, the owner of Huichuntang."

The old man was about seventy years old, but perhaps because he was well-versed in health preservation, he looked only about sixty years old.

"Master Lin, I know you! I've seen you on TV!"

"My God, it's actually Master Lin! In M City, who doesn't know that Master Lin's medical skills are unparalleled and he can be called the national master of traditional Chinese medicine in M ​​City?"

……

After Lin Zhiyuan announced his name, the entire Huichuntang was filled with whispers from the elderly men and women, all looking at Lin Zhiyuan with utmost respect.

Lin Zhiyuan smiled and greeted everyone, then his gaze fell on the old lady and never left her.

To be precise, he was looking at the red ginseng in the old lady's hand!

"A 500-year-old red ginseng!"

Lin Zhiyuan was shocked, and a hint of greed appeared in his eyes. If he could obtain this red ginseng, he could definitely extend his life by another ten years!

Xia Tian glanced at Lin Zhiyuan with some surprise. He hadn't expected that this old guy could actually tell the age of the red ginseng. He seemed to have some skill, but that was all.

"Xiao Wu has already told me everything that happened before. How about this, let me take a look at the patient's leg first, and then we'll discuss the treatment plan." Lin Zhiyuan took a deep breath, concealing his excitement, and strode towards the old man.

"Master Lin, please feel free to look around. If this ginseng can cure my wife's leg injury, I'll consider it a free gift from this old woman to your shop."

The elderly woman's face lit up with joy; with Master Lin's help, a glimmer of hope arose in her heart.

Lin Zhiyuan walked to the old man's wheelchair, bent down, and began to stroke the old man's legs repeatedly. This seemingly simple stroking was actually a common bone-touching technique in traditional Chinese medicine, used to examine the patient's injuries.

Soon, Lin Zhiyuan stood up, a solemn look on his face, and said, "I estimate that this leg injury is an old injury that occurred thirty years ago. Because it was not treated in time, the bones in the leg have hardened and the meridians are blocked, making it almost impossible to cure."

"Thirty years ago, I was confident I could cure you, but now, even with traditional Chinese medicine treatments, acupuncture, and massage, I only have a 10% chance of getting you to walk with some difficulty." Lin Zhiyuan shook his head, then revealed a hint of pride.

Seeing this, the old woman already regarded Lin Zhiyuan as a miracle doctor, because her husband's leg injury was indeed a chronic condition caused by a fall from the mountain thirty years ago, which was almost exactly the same as what Lin Zhiyuan had diagnosed.

Over the past thirty years, the elderly woman and her husband have seen many doctors, and the result is self-evident: there is no possibility of a cure.

But now, hearing a sliver of hope from Lin Zhiyuan, the old woman felt as if she had grasped at the last straw.

"Master Lin, even a sliver of hope will do. If you can help treat my husband, I will give you this ginseng." The old woman pleaded hurriedly.

Seeing this, Lin Zhiyuan stroked his pale beard with his hand, looking quite proud, and then prepared to take the red ginseng from the old woman's hand.

"I can cure this disease!"

Just then, Xia Tian's voice, neither cold nor hot, rang out. Although the voice was calm, it sounded very confident!