Huang Bin was overwhelmed and looked at Lu Ming in disbelief, then quickly knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.
"Master above, please accept this disciple's bow!"
What a joke, how great and remarkable was the Divine Doctor of China? How many talented doctors had failed to become his disciples, and now he was accepting Huang Bin as a disciple, it was a blessing Huang Bin had cultivated through many lifetimes!
Shen Ziyi quietly prepared a cup of tea and handed it to Huang Bin.
Huang Bin understood, took the tea, and then handed it to Lu Ming with both hands, saying loudly, "Master, please have some tea!"
This was a tea ceremony for apprenticeship.
Drinking this cup of tea meant the apprenticeship was successful, and Huang Bin could henceforth legitimately claim to be a disciple of the Divine Doctor of China.
Lu Ming took the tea and said, "Huang Bin, remember this, I value your medical talent, but I value your character and medical ethics even more. I accept you as my disciple and will impart my medical skills to you. I hope you will do more good deeds in the future and work for the welfare of the common people."
Huang Bin readily agreed, "I will obey Master's command!"
"Good." Lu Ming nodded with satisfaction and drank the tea in his hand in one gulp.
Huang Bin was happy, and Lu Ming was also happy.
If Lu Ming's medical skills had no qualified successor, after his death, wouldn't his various exquisite medical techniques be lost?
Receiving a disciple like Huang Bin, who excelled in both medical skills and ethics, was actually Lu Ming's good fortune.
Afterward.
Lu Ming handed a business card to Huang Bin and said, "This is your meeting gift from your master."
Huang Bin accepted it and glanced at it. It was just an ordinary business card, with Lu Ming's identity marked as a member of the Chinese Medical Association.
Lu Ming said, "Take this business card to Ren Zhi Medical Clinic to purchase medicinal materials. You only need to pay one-third of the market price."
Wow! This was incredible!
Speaking of which, although Huang Bin's medical skills were good, the medical station was too dilapidated, and many patients were unable to pay, which had always been a problem for Huang Bin's income.
This meant he couldn't afford to buy much good medicinal material.
With Lu Ming's business card, being able to purchase supplies at one-third the price would allow him to better serve his patients.
This was great!
Lu Ming said, "From today onwards, I will start teaching you some medical skills. However, because I am busy with other matters and do not have time to teach you step by step, I will teach a lot and quickly each time. How much you can learn will depend entirely on your own ability."
Huang Bin clasped his fists and said, "Master, rest assured, I will do my best to learn!"
"Good, then today, I will first teach you all the details of the Guanyin Thousand-Hand Needles, so that you won't be troubled by others in the future."
Lu Ming taught earnestly, and Huang Bin learned attentively.
The master and disciple quickly established an extremely strong bond.
Shen Ziyi sat aside and watched silently.
She looked at Lu Ming, with only one thought in her mind: such an excellent man, what method should I use to capture him? Alas, what a worry.
...
On the other side, Zhao Honglong returned to his company, feeling even more depressed.
He had expected to expose Huang Bin's lie, take over the medical station, and then develop it into a large commercial complex, making a fortune.
Now, it seemed that nothing was possible.
He said dejectedly, "That piece of land for the medical station is excellent. It's the core plot of my commercial blueprint. Without it, how much money will I lose?"
The foreman beside him said, "There's nothing we can do. He's a disciple of the Divine Doctor of China, and he's protected by the Divine Doctor. We can't touch him."
Protected?
Someone's words reminded Zhao Honglong.
The corners of his mouth curved upwards, and he said, "Does only Huang Bin have someone protecting him? Don't I, Zhao Honglong, have anyone protecting me?"
The foreman asked, "Boss Zhao, are you perhaps thinking of..."
Zhao Honglong replied, "That's right, I'll find a backer too! You know, I'm just the contractor for this large commercial project, only getting a small share; the real investors, constructors, and those making the big money are the Yan family! This project, in the end, is the Yan family's project! I don't believe that no matter how powerful the Divine Doctor of China is, he can be more powerful than the Yan family?"
The foreman slapped his thigh and said, "That makes sense! And I heard that the Yan family's terrifying assassin, Yan Jie, has returned to Jinling! With him around, who cares about any Divine Doctor? As long as they don't obey, they can be assassinated at any time."
That's it!
The more Zhao Honglong thought about it, the happier he became. He immediately called the Yan family and explained the situation: Huang Bin at the medical station was indeed a disciple of the Divine Doctor of China, not an impostor, so the medical station could not be touched. The absence of the core section from the commercial blueprint would severely impact profits.
The Yan family took the matter very seriously upon learning of the situation and immediately arranged to meet Zhao Honglong at the medical station in an hour.
Time passed quickly.
An hour later.
Zhao Honglong, leading a group of people, waited near the medical station. Soon, several white vans arrived.
Yan Shihong, the eldest young master of the Yan family, arrived with a group of his henchmen.
Yan Shihong asked, "Is the problem with the medical station that difficult to solve?"
Zhao Honglong said, "There's nothing we can do. Huang Bin is a disciple of the Divine Doctor of China, and that Divine Doctor has extremely high prestige. We dare not act. Helplessly, we can only ask Young Master Yan to handle the matter."
Yan Shihong snorted.
He was already in a bad mood. Yan Jie had been killed, and he had gone to Xun Rong to apologize, losing all face; now, even a small medical station couldn't be taken down, which made him even more frustrated.
Yan Shihong grumbled, "Damn it, it's one thing after another every day. Don't they let people live? I have a belly full of anger with nowhere to vent. Today, I'll just take it all out on this bastard named Huang Bin!"
Zhao Honglong kindly reminded him, "The Divine Doctor of China is also there."
Yan Shihong scoffed, "What bullshit Divine Doctor of China? Just a damn doctor, what's there to be afraid of? If he's smart and gives up the medical station, fine. If he's not, I'll kill him in minutes!"
He waved his hand, "Brothers, bring your weapons and smash this dilapidated medical station!!!"
A group of people, armed with baseball bats, machetes, daggers, and iron rods, marched towards the medical station.
Dozens of people, a mighty force.
People by the roadside saw them and voluntarily cleared the way, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.
Soon, Yan Shihong led a large group of people to the entrance of the medical station.
With the Yan family as their backing, Zhao Honglong suddenly felt emboldened and roared loudly, "Huang Bin, Divine Doctor, you two bastards, get out here!"
Hmm?
Lu Ming, inside the building, was stunned. This Zhao Honglong had a short memory, coming to court death so quickly?
"Let's go out and see."
Lu Ming stood up and walked out, with Huang Bin and Shen Ziyi following behind him.
Just as Lu Ming stepped out of the medical station and before he could even look up, Yan Shihong, who was not far away, saw him clearly!
In an instant, Yan Shihong's anger vanished, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Zhao Honglong mockingly sneered, "You two bastards, open your eyes and see clearly, the Young Master Yan is here! If you still insist on not handing over the medical station, Young Master Yan will skin you alive!"
Zhao Honglong was boasting loudly, while Yan Shihong next to him turned green with fear.
At this moment, Yan Shihong had only one thought: Run, run quickly! One moment's delay could cost him his life!
And so.
He ignored Zhao Honglong. While Zhao Honglong was still strutting with borrowed authority and looking smug, Yan Shihong immediately turned around and issued a simple and clear command to his subordinates:
"Brothers, retreat!!!"