Divine fortune teller and traditional Chinese medicine doctor

Ding Dong!

Just as Li Mu and Fang Zhengwen were arguing heatedly over a single move, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Fang Zhengwen quickly got up and opened the door. Seeing two unfamiliar young women standing there, he asked with some surprise, "Who are you?"

"Hello, is Mr. Li Mu here?"

Lu Ming smiled and asked Fang Zhengwen.

"Oh, you're looking for Li Mu. Yes, yes, yes! Please come in."

As Fang Zhengwen spoke, he turned to Li Mu inside the room and called out, "Old Li, it's someone looking for you."

Li Mu stood up, turned around, and looked at Lu Ming, saying, "Miss Lu, you've arrived?"

He wasn't surprised at all, as if he had known all along that the other party would come.

"Hello, Mr. Li!" Lu Ming asked Li Mu respectfully.

Behind her, You Meiyu scrutinized Li Mu from head to toe with a critical eye.

"Mr. Lu, is this the so-called master you were talking about? He's just an ordinary old man! Where is the air of a master? His clothes are just cheap stuff from street stalls."

You Meiyu whispered in Lu Ming's ear.

Although her voice was very soft, every word reached Li Mu's ears.

After all, Li Mu's hearing is now far beyond that of ordinary people.

However, Li Mu remained calm. He had already predicted from the divination that Lu Ming would bring her assistant today.

Lu Ming ignored You Meiyu and looked at Li Mu with a smile, saying, "That day, you not only knew my illness, but you also accurately predicted my father's death. I'm very curious and want to ask you how you did it. Also, you said you could cure my illness, and I'd like to know why you said that."

Fang Zhengwen, who was standing to the side, felt a little confused when he heard Lu Ming's words.

It wasn't surprising that Li Mu could treat illnesses, but how could he predict someone's father's death?

Isn't this a bit too far-fetched?

However, at this point, he couldn't ask any questions.

"We are complete strangers, but that day I felt that Miss Lu was a good person, and it's such a pity that she's so young... Of course, if Miss Lu doesn't believe me, then there's nothing I can do to help."

Li Mu could tell that Lu Ming had doubts about him, based on what her assistant had said earlier, so he wouldn't be a saint and rush to help her.

His meaning was very clear: if you trust me, I'll treat you; if you don't, then forget it.

"Heh, what? Playing hard to get? We've seen through the tricks of you charlatans before!"

Seeing that Li Mu seemed quite arrogant, You Meiyu, who was already full of doubts about Li Mu and was outspoken, couldn't stand it and snorted coldly.

"A con artist?"

Li Mu's lips twitched slightly.

"Hey! Young lady, you can't just say things like that! Old Li and I have been good neighbors and buddies for decades. His character is impeccable! How could he be a charlatan? He used to be a highly respected traditional Chinese medicine doctor at the hospital!"

Fang Zhengwen, feeling indignant on behalf of Li Mu, gave You Meiyu a slight glare and said.

"Hmph, what? Wasn't that female shill upstairs enough? Now you have an old shill here? I seriously suspect this is a scam operation!"

You Meiyu coldly rebuked him without any politeness.

"You're simply... ouch..."

Fang Zhengwen wanted to retort, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, followed by difficulty breathing, and he collapsed.

It turned out that he had already been a bit hot-tempered from arguing with Li Mu about the chess game, and now he was being falsely accused of being a fraud gang by a girl, which made him so angry that he had a heart attack.

"Old Fang!"

Li Mu exclaimed in surprise and quickly helped him to the sofa.

He quickly checked Fang Zhengwen's pulse, and then observed the sickly aura hovering above his chest.

"He's having a heart attack! It's a bit dangerous, I'm going back to get the injection!"

As Li Mu spoke, he ran back to get the silver needles without wasting a second.

"Boss Lu, did you see that? This isn't your average scam group. They had the guy across the street peddling the miracle doctor, and now they've got a staged performance for them! What a coincidence! A heart attack just like that? Humph, let's just enjoy their laughable show!"

You Meiyu crossed her arms and spoke with a mocking and disdainful expression.

"Meiyu, you need to change your temper. Maybe they're not a con artist after all? Maybe this old man really is having a heart attack. Look at how much pain he's in; it doesn't seem like he's faking it."

Lu Ming glanced at You Meiyu and said.

"The more convincingly they act, the more it proves they're repeat offenders! Who knows how many seriously ill people they've deceived!"

You Meiyu leaned against the sofa, clutching her chest, while Fang Zhengwen, whose face was flushed from holding his breath, said...

Soon, Li Mu retrieved the silver needles and, just as he had done when treating Yang Yuxiu's daughter, used a set of acupuncture techniques passed down through generations: the Five Elements Heart-Protecting Needles.

Old Fang's sudden illness also gave Li Mu the opportunity to treat his old buddies.

After five needles were applied, coupled with the powerful healing and restorative effects of the Guiyuan spiritual energy, Fang Zhengwen quickly recovered.

Moreover, he felt much better than before his illness flared up. His chest was no longer tight, his heart rate was stable, and he even felt energetic all over!

"Huh? Old Li, what did you do to me? Why do I feel so much better? It's like nothing happened, like I'm completely cured! I've had this heart condition for years, and I've never felt so comfortable, clear, and relaxed before!"

Fang Zhengwen stood up from the sofa, stretched his arms, and looked at Li Mu with an incredulous and shocked expression, asking a question.

"Hehe, maybe my newly developed acupuncture technique will create another miracle! It might even cure your heart disease!"

Li Mu chuckled and said.

"What? No way? How is that possible? But... it's strange, I really feel relaxed all over, like I've returned to my youthful state!"

"Old Fang, why don't you go to the hospital for a check-up this afternoon? What if there really is a miracle?"

Li Mu suggested.

"Mr. Lu, don't you find it ridiculous? It's a shame these two old men aren't performing Errenzhuan (a traditional Chinese folk art form)! They sing and act so realistically, it's both laughable and infuriating!"

You Meiyu gently touched Lu Ming's arm, pouted, and whispered.

"But why do I feel like they're not acting?"

Lu Ming responded softly.

"You don't actually believe that a few acupuncture needle pricks can cure heart disease, do you? Mr. Lu, I understand you're anxious to get better, but you can't lose your mind!"

Li Mu overheard their whispers, but he ignored them.

"Old Fang, if you're really cured after the checkup, go to the pharmacy and buy some Songshen Yangxin Capsules, and also take some Xuezhikang to consolidate the treatment for a period of time. You must control your blood pressure, blood lipids, and blood sugar regularly. The root cause of heart disease is actually the blood."

Li Mu patted Fang Zhengwen's arm and said.

"Okay, I'll go get checked this afternoon! If you really cure my heart disease, I'll personally write you a banner that says 'A miracle doctor has been reborn!'"

Fang Zhengwen nodded and said.

"Haha! That's great!"

Li Mu laughed heartily, then turned to look at Lu Ming and the other person and said, "Gentlemen, if you are sincere, then come to my house with me."

After saying that, Li Mu waved to Lao Fang and went home with his hands behind his back.

"Mr. Lu, are you still going? I think we should forget it! Instead of wasting time with these charlatans, we should go home and rest."

After leaving Fang Zhengwen's house, You Meiyu said to Lu Ming.

"Meiyu, you keep saying he's a fraud. But so far, what has he lied to us about? All the information he provided before was true, and that night this old man named Li Mu even saved a homeless child. He doesn't seem like a bad person at all. Anyway, we're already here, and although I'm not entirely sure if he's the legendary master doctor, we should still give it a try, shouldn't we?"

Lu Ming clearly didn't want to give up.

"Fine, you're the boss, I guess I have to listen to you!"

You Meiyu sighed helplessly, shrugged, and followed Lu Ming upstairs.