Since ancient times, no two doctors would ever treat the same patient at the same time for the prevention of any mistakes. It would be great if the patient was cured, but if the patient died, the both of them would have to be held responsible.
The expert was giving Samuel an acupuncture, but from Brucille’s point of view, the acupuncture points where he inserted the needles were inappropriate and could lead to serious consequences.
“Shut up, Zelson. You don’t know how powerful Mr. Yip is. If it weren’t for Mr. Yip, our father wouldn’t be able to move at all,” said Gordan.
However, Brucille said, “Mr. Zang, I suggest you call an ambulance as soon as possible. I don’t think your father will last more than a few more minutes.”
The expert Zelson invited was extremely outraged by his alarming words.
He said in disdain, “This is all nonsense. Master Zang is much better now after I had eased his breathing. Your claims are ungrounded.”
Brucille retorted, “Please forgive me for speaking frankly, old guy. You’re severely out of breath, it’s pretty obvious that you’ve been overworking yourself. You should take a good rest. You’re old, you shouldn’t be earning money at the cost of your life.”
The expert said with a stern face, “You young people have no manners! Is there a problem with me earning money with my own abilities?”
Brucille said slowly, “Whether or not you have the abilities, it will show very soon. But I’m curious. How have you been practicing medicine all these years with your medical skills? Master Zang’s problem is with the sequela of a blood clot in his brain, not obstructed blood flow and breathing. You haven’t treated his disease correctly at all. Instead, you did the opposite…”
Just as Brucille finished speaking, Master Zang, who was lying on the bed, suddenly rolled his eyes and started convulsing.
The old expert was at a loss and didn’t know what to do.
The man next to him, who was probably his student, quickly shouted, “I think we should call the ambulance. His condition isn’t looking good.”
Zelson was depressed as he shouted, “You are the expert, hurry up and think of something.”
Gordan did not expect things to escalate so fast. He pleaded, “Mr. Yip, please help save my father.”
“Forget it. If I treat him now, his death will be on my hands. Besides, aren’t you guys rich? You can go ahead and invite all the best doctors in the world to save your father. Farewell.” Brucille said.
Even under such circumstances, Brucille chose to leave without hesitation. It was obvious that Gordan didn’t trust him, or he wouldn’t have allowed his brother to do this. If this was the case, he would just let them enjoy their own one-man skit.
When Zelson saw that Brucille still wanted to leave, he panicked.
He rushed to Brucille and begged, “Mr. Yip, I was full of myself just now. Please save my father. I’ll pay any price.”
Brucille’s mouth curled into a delightful smile. “Is that so? Simple, get me a billion yuan. Can you do that?”
Zelson went speechless upon hearing his words.
His brother Gordan yelled, “Zelson, this is all your fault.”
Once he was done talking, he kicked his brother to the ground, walked to Brucille and asked, “Mr. Yip, we don’t have a billion to offer. Is 3, 000, 000 yuan enough?”
“Since you’re being so sincere, I’ll save him. However, I hope that a certain someone stops looking down on others, or you’ll be in trouble yourself too.” Brucille said calmly.
He turned around and pulled out the misplaced silver needles on Samuel’s body. Then, he reinserted a few needles and gave him the traditional massage he had used on him before while he got someone to simmer the medicine. By the time he was done with all that, he sweated so much that his clothes were all wet.
Finally, Samuel was able to sleep peacefully. Brucille said unhappily, “Mr. Zang, if your father doesn’t receive effective treatment soon, he won’t have many days left in him. He may need to be treated for about five times. Three million yuan will be my consultation fees, and every set of medicine will cost another 100, 000 yuan.”
Zelson and the so-called expert he had hired witnessed Brucille’s skills with their own eyes, and they were completely impressed.
As Gordan saw Brucille off, he said with embarrassment, “Mr. Yip, I have a presumptuous request. I was wondering if you can help me with something.”
Looking at his awkward expression, Brucille knew that it wouldn’t be anything good.
As expected, Gordan shyly said, “I have a friend who lives in this area, but she hasn’t been able to conceive for some time. Can you help me take a look, Mr. Yip?.”
Brucille did not expose him. He was already pretty aged, which friend of his would need to conceive at this age? It was obvious that he was talking about his mistress.
Brucille decided to take advantage of his secret, so he said, “Okay, I can take a look, but I’ll charge the treatment fees separately. You guys are rich anyway.”
Gordan didn’t know how to refute Brucille’s words. After all, Zelson did foolishly say all these.
In a big, single-floored house of about 180 square meters wide, a woman rolled in her bed.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw a seductive woman rush out of the bedroom, saying in a very gentle voice, “Darling, I’ve been waiting for you…”
The woman wore a silk nightgown. Very soon, she realized that the man who was standing at the door was Brucille, not her ‘darling’.
She screamed, quickly covered her chest with her arms and asked, “Who are you?”
Gordan walked front from behind Brucille with his face darkened.
“Lucy,” he said awkwardly, “This is Mr. Yip, a famous doctor that I had invited,” he said. “Haven’t you been feeling unwell for sometime? Let him take a look.”
The woman clung to Gordan and said flirtatiously, “I haven’t been feeling unwell, I’m very healthy. Besides, bringing a man home when I’m dressed like this, aren’t you afraid that they’ll see me naked?”
Hearing this, Brucille instantly felt that his reputation had been ruined.
Gordan snapped, “Lucy Lim, this isn’t a joke. Go back to your room.”
Lucy reluctantly returned to her bedroom after hearing the seriousness in his voice. She lifted her robe and laid on the bed, waiting for Brucille to treat her. Her posture was very provocative as well…
She said, “Mr. Yip, right? Take a look at me. What’s wrong with me?”
Brucille smiled and said after taking her pulse, “Miss Lim, you’re not ill. The only reason why you can’t get pregnant is because you don’t really want to have Mr. Zang’s baby.”
Hearing this, Lucy jumped down from the bed like a fox whose tail had been trampled on. She rushed to Gordan and said anxiously, “Darling, I did tell you that he’s not a good man. He was trying to molest me in the room! Look, he even tried to choke me.”
Gordan frowned as Brucille walked out of the bedroom nonchalantly.
Lucy continued to yell, “Darling, tell him to leave immediately. I don’t want to see him.”
Brucille said in a low voice, “Mr. Zang, Miss Lim is perfectly healthy. The reason why she is not pregnant is probably due to her using contraceptive methods on her own. She can avoid being pregnant by taking medicine or injections. It’s obvious that she doesn’t want to have a baby with you.”
Lucy’s face turned pale instantly. She scrambled to explain herself, “Darling, don’t listen to his nonsense. It’s bullsh*t. He wanted to molest me. You have to believe me.”