In the Pagani sports car, Ye Qingxue was sitting in the passenger seat wearing a beige long dress, her beautiful snow-white legs crossed.
But her eyebrows were slightly frowned at this moment, and it was obvious that she was worried about something.
Long Yi teased, "Miss Ye, where are you going?"
"Beijing's No. 1 Villa District."
Long Yi stepped on the gas pedal and headed towards the villa area. He asked, "Who is so sick that the young lady would bother rushing over here so early in the morning without even getting a nap?"
Ye Qingxue sighed softly and said, "Have you heard of Liao Chengjian, the jewelry tycoon from eastern Guangdong?"
After searching in his mind, Long Yi remembered that he had mentioned this to Jiang Tiancheng when they were having dinner together before. It seemed that he was indeed a wealthy and influential man in eastern Guangdong.
"I heard Jiang Tiancheng mention it. Could he be the one you want to see a doctor for?"
"That's true," Ye Qingxue said, holding her forehead. "He's the fifth richest man on East Guangdong's new list. If we can help him this time, Treasure Pavilion might be able to open up the East Guangdong market with his help."
"But with his financial resources, there must be countless famous doctors in eastern Guangdong who would be eager to treat him. Why would he go all the way to the capital?" Long Yi asked.
Ye Qingxue explained, "Because Liao Chengjian is a native of Beijing, he happened to be in Beijing when he fell ill. Western medicine has never been able to cure it, so this time he wanted to try traditional Chinese medicine."
"So that's how it is." Long Yi nodded. "Since you took the initiative to ask me to treat him, have your two families always been on good terms?"
Ye Qingxue shook her head and said playfully, "I can't say we're close friends, I can only say we have no friendship at all."
Long Yi, who was driving, was amused by her witty remark. "Why do you take it so seriously if we don't have any friendship?"
Ye Qingxue said with a sad face: "The Ye family seems to be one of the most powerful families in Beijing, but in fact, the business world in Beijing is terribly deep. If we are not careful, our family will be doomed.
The Treasure Pavilion has always had a strong competitor called the Jade Pavilion, and this time they have invited Chen Yucheng, a medical expert from Jinghai City."
There are several famous medical masters in the nearby cities, including Jiangzhou's master Li Jingzhen, Beijing's master Li Tianli, and the remaining one is Jinghai's master Chen Yucheng.
As they were talking, the two of them had already arrived at the villa area of Beijing No. 1.
After Ye Qingxue rolled down the window and explained the situation to the security guard, the security guard did not dare to make things difficult for her as he looked at the valuable Pagani sports car and respectfully opened the door.
After parking the car in the villa area of District 1, the two walked towards the Liao family villa under the guidance of the housekeeper.
In the hall, a woman in her early thirties, quite charming and proud, was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed. She was wearing a valuable fur coat and had a strong aura.
This was Liao Jiancheng's wife, Liu Lina. Seeing that she had no intention of greeting her, Ye Qingxue stepped forward and said, "Hello, Mrs. Liao. I'm here with a doctor to see Mr. Liao."
"Thank you for your trouble."
Liu Lina crossed her arms in front of her chest and squeezed out three words coldly, giving people the feeling that saying one more word would be a waste.
Long Yi frowned and looked at the other person. This woman gave him a feeling of superiority in both her words and actions. She didn't put Ye Qingxue and herself on the same level at all, which made Long Yi a little angry.
Although Ye Qingxue felt a little uncomfortable, she still said politely, "Mrs. Liao, I heard that Mr. Liao wanted a Chinese medicine doctor to treat him, so I specially invited Dr. Long, a very powerful Chinese medicine doctor in Beijing."
Liu Lina's expression eased a little, and after standing up, she said, "In that case, Miss Ye, please come with me."
After that, she took the two of them to the private hospital on the second floor of the villa. The entire second floor was filled with sophisticated medical equipment, all of which were top-notch equipment imported from abroad.
Lying on a high-end hospital bed was a middle-aged man in his fifties with a standard square face and a meticulously slicked-back hair, looking very wealthy.
He was none other than Liao Jiancheng, who ranked fifth on the East Guangdong Rich List. His brows were furrowed, with cold sweat dripping down his forehead. His originally rosy complexion had turned an unhealthy sallow color due to illness.
Liu Lina walked to the bedside and said softly, "Husband, Ye Qingxue from the Ye family in Beijing is here. She said she has arranged for a famous Chinese medicine doctor in Beijing to treat you."
Liao Jiancheng then opened his eyes and glanced at Ye Qingxue, nodding slightly. As for the young Long Yi next to him, he automatically ignored him. It seemed that he might be Ye Qingxue's assistant or driver.
Liu Lina said, "Ms. Ye, where's the Chinese medicine doctor you invited? Hasn't he arrived yet?"
Ye Qingxue quickly introduced: "You two, this is the doctor Long Yi I just mentioned."
"What?" Liu Lina's face darkened instantly, and she angrily asked, "Ms. Ye? Your joke is really inappropriate. How could there be such a young Chinese medicine practitioner?"
Liao Jiancheng also said helplessly: "Ms. Ye, I want to see a Chinese medicine doctor. I have tried countless Western medicine experts, and they are basically useless to me."
Ye Qingxue said patiently, "Although this Doctor Long is young, he has a very high level of attainment in Traditional Chinese Medicine. I believe he will be able to help with your condition."
There was silence at the scene.
Even the nurses in the ward looked at Ye Qingxue strangely.
Do you have a high level of attainment in Traditional Chinese Medicine? Anyone with a little common sense knows that there are a vast number of ancient Chinese medical texts, and it takes at least 30 to 40 years of accumulation to make achievements in Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Nowadays, famous Chinese medicine practitioners all have white hair and beards. Have you ever seen a young man in his twenties boasting about his achievements in Chinese medicine?
Liao Jiancheng's expression changed slightly, and he said angrily, "In that case, Miss Ye, please go back. The people from Qingyu Pavilion have already invited Chen Yucheng, the Jinghai Saint Hand, so we won't bother you two anymore."
He spoke politely, but one could hear his dissatisfaction with Ye Qingxue in his words.
Seeing that the situation was not right, Ye Qingxue hurriedly explained: "Mr. Liao, it's not what you think. In fact, Doctor Long is..."
Before she could finish her words, Liu Lina interrupted her, "Don't you understand what I'm saying? My husband is the fifth richest man in East Guangdong. He can't just be trained by any Chinese medicine practitioner!"
Long Yi's face was frosty. People always came to him to ask for help in curing their illnesses, but today he was actually being despised.
"Qingxue, since they don't appreciate it, forget it."
"Okay then." Ye Qingxue cast an apologetic look at Long Yi.
As a businesswoman, although she felt a little sorry for missing out on the business cooperation opportunity that was right in front of her, she was also unwilling to let Long Yi suffer because of her.
As the two were walking towards the door, the ward was pushed open.
A group of people pushed the door open with an old man with white hair and beard. Leading them was a well-dressed young man with gold-rimmed glasses on his nose.
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