City’s Best Divine Doctor

Of course, having spent such a long time in America, Li Xiaofen knows that the status of Chinese and Chinese Americans in America is not high, even lower than that of some Black people.

No matter how hard those yellow-skinned Asians try to integrate into America’s upper class, it’s likely very difficult for them.

So, when these white people face the yellow race, there might be an unspeakable sense of arrogance.

"Let him sit down first, he doesn’t look like he’s going to die anytime soon."

When Li Xiaofen arranged for Dr. Smith to sit there, Ye Qiu initially wanted to torment this American elite a bit.

However, time waits for no one, and Ye Qiu has other things to do.

When Ye Qiu, Miranda, and Xia Jing went over, Dr. Smith was already sitting there waiting.

As time goes by and the brain cancer cells spread, he becomes increasingly worried that he’s getting closer to God, and he doesn’t want to meet God so soon.

So, he wants to live well.

Now, seeing Ye Qiu, he feels no shame, only a strong desire for survival.

"Dr. Ye, please save me."

"The fifty million dollars is ready."

"It’s ready," Dr. Smith said hastily.

"First, deposit it into this bank account as I instructed. After I confirm receipt of the money, I’ll treat you. I don’t want anyone breaking their promise again."

Dr. Smith knew it was because he had gone back on his word last time.

After getting Ye Qiu’s bank account number, he called the bank.

Now Ye Qiu went outside to wait.

About an hour later, Ye Qiu’s phone received an international message, clearly from Citibank, indicating that a fifty million dollar transfer deposit had been received.

When Ye Qiu returned, he looked at Dr. Smith and said, "Take some sleeping pills first. When you wake up, the cancer cells in your brain will be gone."

Sleeping pills?

He originally wanted to see for himself how Ye Qiu would treat him.

Unexpectedly, now he’s being told to take sleeping pills.

No choice, Dr. Smith had to do as Ye Qiu said.

After taking a dose of sleeping pills, Dr. Smith quickly fell asleep.

Of course, over the past couple of days, due to worry and fear of death, he hadn’t rested well for a long time.

However, as a brain specialist, he always felt he shouldn’t take sleeping pills, as regular use can cause dependency. Now he had no choice but to take them.

When Dr. Smith had fallen asleep in that room, Ye Qiu stayed inside for about half an hour, then came out.

"Dr. Ye, is he really okay?" Li Xiaofen asked.

"He’s fine now."

"Dr. Ye, you really are amazing, I think you’re a divine doctor."

Divine doctor?

Thinking of his time at the Heavenly Court Imperial Medical Bureau, he was indeed an imperial physician, so naturally a divine doctor.

But now?

He’s just a person more skilled than the average man.

Mr. William, having been saved by Ye Qiu, naturally trusts Ye Qiu’s medical skills.

However, Ye Qiu thought he could get to know him better.

"Mr. William, I want to discuss something with you."

Discuss something?

"Dr. Ye, what is it?" Mr. William asked.

"I think America produces a considerable number of cancer patients each year, and many of them are wealthy."

The number of cancer patients notified in America exceeds a million. Even if only one percent are wealthy like Mr. William, that’s tens of thousands of people.

Even if it’s only one in a thousand, that’s still thousands of wealthy individuals with cancer.

These wealthy people surely don’t want to die.

"Dr. Ye, you want to treat them?"

Mr. William asked urgently.

"I want to earn some foreign exchange."

Earn some foreign exchange?

Mr. William laughed.

With Ye Qiu’s skills, forget foreign exchange; he might even become the richest man.

"How does Dr. Ye plan to charge?"

"Based on the severity of the patient’s condition, ranging from five to ten million dollars."

In fact, Ye Qiu knew this was giving Mr. William an opportunity to connect with other wealthy people.

Otherwise, Ye Qiu could have gone directly to Dr. Smith.

Of course, Mr. William himself is from an old family, with high status, and in the eyes of those wealthy people, more trustworthy. Once they hear someone can cure cancer, they’ll definitely come flying to find him.

"Dr. Ye, no problem, I’ll arrange it for you."

"I have a limit on the number of patients I can treat each day, a maximum of ten, more than that is not possible."

Because Ye Qiu’s treatment requires the consumption of spiritual energy, if there are too many people at once, he can’t save them. Moreover, tonight he may need to cultivate again, otherwise he won’t have enough spiritual energy to earn foreign exchange.

"Dr. Ye, as long as you can cure those wealthy people’s cancer, not just five million dollars, but fifty million, even five hundred million dollars, many people would be happy to pay."

In America, many wealthy people regretfully die every year due to cancer and other incurable diseases.

When Mr. William helped Ye Qiu connect with patients, Ye Qiu naturally had his plan.

Using his medical skills to earn money from wealthy Americans and then prepare his plan in America.

Although he still had billions of Huaxia Yuan in his account, Ye Qiu decided not to touch that money for now.

After discussing with Mr. William, Ye Qiu went outside and saw Miranda waiting there for afternoon tea.

And Xia Jing had already been pulled away by Li Xiaofen to chat.

"Qiu, what did you discuss with Mr. William?"

"I asked him to find some target individuals; I want to earn some money."

Ye Qiu had just earned fifty million dollars, something Miranda couldn’t even imagine, yet it seemed like just half an hour’s work.

But it was indeed like that.

So, Miranda realized how incredible Ye Qiu’s skills were.

Now she doesn’t even want to go back to Cuba to study.

Looking at Miranda, Ye Qiu asked, "What’s wrong?"

"I want to go back to Huaxia with you."

"Why don’t you finish your studies first?"

Miranda is still young, no rush.

Besides, in the future, he will need someone trustworthy to manage affairs here, and clearly, Miranda is one of them.

For now, Ye Qiu only trusts his own woman, as for others, he’s not so sure.

Until dinner, Mr. William prepared a very rich dinner, both Western and Chinese dishes, perhaps because Li Xiaofen, being Huaxia, prefers Chinese food.

"Dr. Ye, I’ve already selected ten patients for you, they’ll be here tomorrow."

"Mr. William, thank you for the trouble."

Of course, when he contacted those wealthy individuals and their families, if it hadn’t been for Mr. William having a brain cancer scare himself, they wouldn’t necessarily believe such a great doctor exists in the world.

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