Urban Genius Divine Doctor

Chapter 177: Chapter 177: Clever Tactics

Wang Chenning’s words startled both Zhao Xiao’an and Huang Yajun.

Zhao Xiao’an had witnessed Wang Chenning’s arrogance and disrespect many times, but she never imagined he would still be so haughty when meeting her grandfather.

’I thought he’d be careful and discreet in front of Grandpa on my account, trying to earn the old man’s special favor.’

’But no, he was still the same, completely incorrigible. She was a little speechless.’

Elderly people hated it most when others spoke of life and death in front of them; it was considered unlucky.

She was terrified her grandfather would get angry.

’What if Grandpa gets angry and throws Wang Chenning out?’

’That would be an impossible situation to fix.’

"Oh?" Wang Chenning’s presumptuous words made Zhao Jiefang’s eyes narrow slightly. "You’ve got a lot of nerve, young man!"

"Not at all, not at all!" Wang Chenning said, clasping his hands in a traditional gesture, but the smile on his face remained. "Grandpa Zhao, your health is not in the best condition. If you continue with your current health regimen, you have five years to live at most."

A sharp light flashed in Zhao Jiefang’s eyes. His gaze was no longer unfocused; it became piercing and full of vigor.

"Young man, you really don’t know your place, do you!" In the end, Zhao Jiefang just chuckled. But his seemingly hearty laugh put immense pressure on Zhao Xiao’an and Huang Yajun, who were standing nearby.

Zhao Xiao’an was utterly speechless. She couldn’t even begin to describe the mix of embarrassment and anxiety churning inside her.

Huang Yajun, for his part, had never seen anyone dare to be so audacious in front of Zhao Jiefang.

It only made him more curious about Wang Chenning. ’Just who is this naturally rebellious young man?’

Huang Yajun’s life experience was on a completely different level from Zhao Xiao’an’s.

The first time he laid eyes on Wang Chenning, he’d sensed the young man was extraordinary, completely different from the rest.

But even he hadn’t expected Wang Chenning to dare be so brazen in front of Zhao Jiefang.

However, he didn’t dare show any reaction, nor did he want to.

He could sense that Wang Chenning’s fearlessness was surely backed by confidence.

Without something to rely on, Wang Chenning wouldn’t—and couldn’t—be this arrogant.

Wang Chenning must have his reasons for acting this way. All he had to do was watch the show.

Wang Chenning asked Zhao Xiao’an, "How old is your grandfather?"

"Eighty-three!" Zhao Xiao’an shot back, rolling her eyes at Wang Chenning and biting her lip slightly. She was using her body language to tell him she didn’t like how he was behaving.

Wang Chenning paid her no mind, his gaze returning to Zhao Jiefang. "Grandpa Zhao, if you let me be your personal physician from now on, I guarantee you’ll live past one hundred."

Before Zhao Jiefang could answer, he continued, "I’m sure you’re aware of your own physical condition, Grandpa Zhao. Over the past few years, you’ve spent quite a bit of time in the hospital annually. However, the doctors there don’t have many ways to deal with your chronic ailments; they can’t completely eliminate the root cause. But I can!"

"I’m sure you’ve heard about Uncle Ling, Ling Weiguo, haven’t you, Grandpa Zhao?" Wang Chenning went on. "Other doctors spent years trying to improve his motor coordination with no success. After just a few treatments from me, his condition improved dramatically. The news report from Xiao’an’s last interview with me was actually quite superficial. The professional details couldn’t be fully explained in a news story, nor could they be understood. But one thing I can say with certainty is that the doctors from the affiliated hospitals of the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine and from Yandu Hospital who recognize my skills were genuinely won over by my professional abilities."

After listening, Zhao Jiefang’s expression didn’t change much. He showed neither pleasure nor anger. "Can you tell me, then, how someone so young came to possess such masterful medical skills?"

Wang Chenning replied, "Huo Qubing of the Han Dynasty won great merit leading an army at seventeen and was enfeoffed as the Champion Marquis. At twenty-two, he crushed the Xiongnu army and performed the rites of victory at Wolfdregard Mountain. History does not record Emperor Wu of Han ever asking him, ’How can you possess such outstanding military talent at such a young age?’ Then there was Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty, who at eighteen led his troops to break the siege of Yanmen. He went on to create one military miracle after another, and at least two-thirds of the credit for establishing the Tang Dynasty belongs to him. He ascended the throne at twenty-nine, eliminated the Eastern Turkic Khaganate a few years later, and ushered in the Reign of Zhenguan. Historians never questioned how Li Shimin could be so capable at such a young age, did they? And what about that generation from the 1920s and ’30s, the young people who lived and died for the nation’s survival? Weren’t they all performing astonishing feats in their twenties and thirties? I am already twenty-six, and my achievements are far inferior to those of Huo Qubing and Li Shimin. Compared to those predecessors, I’m not even worthy to carry their shoes. Therefore, Grandpa Zhao, there is no need for you to be surprised at all!"

Hearing this, Zhao Jiefang’s face showed his surprise, and then he burst out laughing. "A young man true to his nature. Not bad, not bad at all!"

He looked at Zhao Xiao’an and said with double meaning, "Xiao’an, you certainly have a good eye for people!"

Her grandfather wasn’t annoyed by Wang Chenning’s arrogance; instead, he was praising him. This left Zhao Xiao’an absolutely delighted.

"Grandpa, you think Chenning is great too?" Her eyes curved into crescents.

Zhao Jiefang didn’t answer Zhao Xiao’an, his gaze returning to Wang Chenning. "It’s been many years since I’ve seen a young man as audacious as you."

"Grandpa Zhao, people as arrogant as me, and even more so, are a dime a dozen. It’s just that they don’t dare to be arrogant in front of you!"

"So you don’t take this old man seriously at all?" Zhao Jiefang narrowed his eyes again.

"I wouldn’t dare!" Wang Chenning said, shaking his head. "I just feel there’s no need to hide my true character in front of you. Besides, I’m sure you’ve grown tired of seeing people put on a false and hypocritical act for you, Grandpa Zhao."

As he spoke, Wang Chenning took Zhao Jiefang’s hand. "Let me examine you first, Grandpa Zhao, and we’ll see if my reputation is undeserved. Xiao’an never told me about your condition, and even if she had, I wouldn’t have believed her. I only trust my own conclusions!"

Zhao Jiefang, who had been about to say something else, cooperatively extended his hand for Wang Chenning to examine.

After carefully taking his pulse and checking for other signs, Wang Chenning announced his diagnostic findings to everyone present.

Zhao Jiefang had high blood pressure and a weak heart; the valves in his atria and ventricles had deteriorated, and there were also numerous stroke lesions in the blood vessels of his brain.

Furthermore, many of his old, chronic injuries were beginning to act up, causing considerable harm to his body.

"Impressive!" Zhao Jiefang was quite impressed that Wang Chenning could reach such a conclusion from just a simple examination.

"It seems I should put my faith in your medical skills!" Zhao Jiefang cupped one fist in his other hand in a sign of respect toward Wang Chenning. "In that case, how about this old man invites you to be my personal physician?"

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