"Mr. Immortal, how is he?"
In a private hospital room, Wen Busi and a group of his disciples and followers were examining Ling Huihua.
The doctors present were at least chief physicians, and many were national authorities in the field. It can be said that the consultation team had reached the top level in China.
This shows that this immortal man is at least a leading figure in the domestic medical community.
"It's nothing serious, just weakness from the long journey, which aggravated my cervical nerves. I'll take some medicine and get some sleep, and I'll be fine."
"call!"
Chen Luo and Wen Wan both breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that something might have happened to Ling Huihua.
"Immortal, please save my mother! I can't bear to see her suffer from this illness every day, enduring torture that feels like having her bones torn out and her flesh scraped. I beg you!"
As he spoke, Chen Luo immediately made a gesture to kneel before Wen Busi, but Wen Busi stopped him with a gesture.
Chen Luo looked up and met Wen Busi's approving gaze.
"There are very few young people like you who are so filial these days. You are a rare find."
"Okay, I'll help you this time."
Wen Busi helped Chen Luo up with one hand, then turned to look at the group of disciples and grand-disciples behind him.
"Alright, boys, listen up."
Upon hearing this, the eyes of all the doctors, young and old, lit up with excitement.
They all knew that Wen Busi's use of this tone meant he had some great benefits prepared for them.
Ten years ago, Wen Busi spoke to one of his disciples in this manner. As a result, that disciple was taken under Wen Busi's wing for a year. After completing his apprenticeship, he became the top hepatobiliary surgeon in China and a legendary figure in the medical field.
So, if this tone is used towards so many people this time, doesn't that mean they all have a share?
"Whoever can cure this patient's condition will have the opportunity to learn from me for three years."
"oh!!!"
After a brief moment of stunned silence, all the doctors present let out excited growls.
Three years! Three years following my teacher/grandmaster!
You have to understand that the junior/senior colleague achieved the first level of hepatobiliary surgery in just one year. What about in three years? Can we even imagine the medical level they could reach?
"Stop arguing! What? You don't want this opportunity? Then I'll call another batch of students over."
"Yes! Yes! Teacher! We will do everything we can to cure this lady's illness!"
All the doctors present expressed their determination to conduct expert consultations, utilize advanced equipment, and study various medical cases during this period, and to find a way to cure Ling Huihua.
Having received assurances from his disciples and followers, Wen Busi added fuel to the fire.
"I made a promise to this kid about this. If you make me lose face, hmph."
The doctors seemed to have imagined some terrifying consequences, and their faces turned pale as they repeatedly said they dared not.
Wen Busi then turned to look at Chen Luo.
"Kid, are you satisfied?"
“Mr. Immortal, whether or not my mother’s illness can be cured, I will remember your kindness. I will go through fire and water for you whenever needed.”
Chen Luo bowed deeply to Wen Busi.
This time, Wen Busi did not stop him, but accepted the bow calmly.
"Alright, this old man wouldn't dare send you into danger, otherwise Sixth Sister would fight me to the death."
"Alright, leave your mother to us. You should go back to the old house tomorrow."
"Grandpa should be waiting for you. Don't make him angry. Although he's still in relatively good health, his cardiovascular system is still a bit unstable."
"Okay, we'll go back tomorrow."
...
The next morning.
A Rolls-Royce bypassed the ring road and arrived at the foot of a small hill.
Looking into the distance, an antique-style mansion sits halfway up the mountain. Beside the mansion stands a huge rock with the words "Dismount" written on it.
The Rolls-Royce stopped in front of the boulder. Chen Luo and Wen Wan got out of the car, and Wen Wan pointed to the boulder in front of them.
"This boulder is an old artifact from the Qing Dynasty. At that time, the ancestor of the Wen family became the imperial tutor of the Qing emperor and rose to the position of minister. After retiring and returning to his hometown, the Qing emperor specially bestowed it upon the Wen family."
"From this point on, no matter who they are or who they are, they must dismount from their carriages or horses before this dismounting stone. Even those in the central government cannot break this rule."
As the two talked, they slowly walked up the steps, and the gate of the Wen family's old mansion was already in sight.
Above the Wen family's plaque hangs a large sword, still stained with blood, with many nicks and chips on its blade.
"This is the broadsword my grandfather used when he fought in the War of Resistance against Japan. No fewer than a hundred Japanese soldiers died under this broadsword."
When Chen Luo saw the antique and luxurious old house, he only felt that it was pleasing to the eye and did not have any other feelings. However, when he saw the blood-stained broadsword, the war years of defending his country seemed to emerge in his mind.
I couldn't help but feel a deep respect for this old man from the Wen family.
In fact, given the Wen family's background and social standing, they could have easily chosen to live in seclusion to preserve their wealth and status.
But their generation did not do that; instead, they threw themselves into the life-or-death battlefield to defend their homeland.
At least this sense of patriotism gave Chen Luo a new understanding of this family.
He had previously felt somewhat averse to large families like the Wen family.
These aristocratic families have historically had a bad reputation. Most of them were spoiled brats living a life of luxury while others froze to death on the streets, and some were corrupt and powerful figures who disregarded human life.
But judging from this large sword, the Wen family gave him a completely different feeling.
When Wen Tao asked him to change the family tradition, his biggest thought was to help Wen Wan seize the position of family head and ensure her safety.
Now, after learning about part of the Wen family, a new idea has emerged in his mind.
Such a family should not be forgotten in the tradition of fratricide; it should continue to thrive and create new glories.
Wen Wan saw Chen Luo staring blankly at the large sword but didn't say anything. Instead, she quietly stood with him at the door.
After standing there for a long time, a voice suddenly came from the doorway.
"Oh, it's Sixth Sister who's back. I was wondering who Father asked me to come out and greet."
Interrupted from Chen Luo's thoughts, Chen Luo looked up and saw a handsome young man in a suit, with elegant manners, walking out of the door.
"Oh? This must be your boyfriend, Sixth Sister?"
"Hello, I'm Wen Shao, Wen Wan's older brother. It's nice to meet you."
Wen Shao walked up to Chen Luo, smiled, and extended his hand to Chen Luo.
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