Urban Super Medical Saint

"Professor Tang, the medicine you prescribed for me last time has indeed had some effect; the frequency of my fainting episodes has decreased. However, after taking this prescription, not only have I had significant issues with my stomach and intestines, but my menstrual pain and flow have also noticeably increased. Can you find a way to change the prescription?" In Professor Tang's clinic, a young woman asked softly.

She was a beautiful young woman with long, elegant black hair, slender willow eyebrows, enchanting eyes, a refined, pretty nose, and cherry-red lips like dewdrops. However, her complexion was pallid, almost sickly, which was rather heart-wrenching to see.

The young woman was wearing a printed dress with a light white jacket over it, lending her an air that was both ethereal and elegantly simple.

"Ms. Liu, it's difficult! I have already changed the prescription many times before, with basically no effect. This time, I pondered the prescription for a long time before I wrote it. All medicines have their toxicity, and I increased the dosage this time too, so the effects are rather strong. I told you this in advance. Now it seems your body can't handle this prescription. If I were to prescribe again, the result would be the same: too small a dose and there's no effect, too large a dose and your body can't cope. If it doesn't work, we might have to resort to acupuncture. Your condition should be related to blockages in your meridians; all the prescriptions I provided were based on this diagnosis, which means the approach is correct. It's just that the side effects of the medicine are too strong for your body to endure," Tang Yiyuan said with a hint of helplessness as he looked at the woman before him.

Not only was Tang Yiyuan a professor and doctoral supervisor at Jiangnan Province University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, but he was also engaged as an expert by Yongchun Hall, where he would hold a clinic every Monday morning.

Today was Monday, so he was sitting in Yongchun Hall's expert clinic.

"That probably won't work; I even made a special trip to the capital earlier this year to ask Professor Wei Min, a famous acupuncturist, for treatment, but it was of no use," Liu Jiayao sighed.

"I know Professor Wei Min. If even she can't help, then maybe acupuncture really isn't the solution... However, there might be someone who could treat your condition," Tang Yiyuan began with a sigh, shaking his head, when suddenly the face of a youthful boy flashed through his mind, prompting him to change the direction of the conversation instinctively.

"Who?" Liu Jiayao's eyes brightened dramatically, and she asked eagerly.

Liu Jiayao's strange illness began when she was twenty-three. That year, her parents died in a sudden car accident. On hearing the terrible news, she fainted on the spot. In the following years, she often fainted inexplicably. Despite extensive tests at several major hospitals, including abroad, no diagnosis was made. It was speculated that the cause might be related to abnormal heart muscle function; sometimes, her heart's contractions weren't strong enough, leading to inadequate blood supply to the brain, resulting in these unusual symptoms. Since there were no organ abnormalities to explain the symptoms, doctors had no effective treatment or medication, only advising her to exercise more to strengthen her heart.

So for years, Liu Jiayao had persisted with exercise, which helped her develop a toned and shapely figure, particularly her round and pert buttocks, which could capture a man's soul if she wore a tight-fitting dress. Yet, the bizarre fainting spells still occurred intermittently.

Out of desperation, Liu Jiayao turned to Traditional Chinese Medicine. Despite consulting many well-known doctors and consuming plenty of bitter concoctions, there was little to no effect. Only the prescription from Tang Yiyuan had some effect, but the side effects were also significant. After taking it for a while, the issues with her stomach and painful menstruation became unbearable, forcing her to seek help once again.

When Tang Yiyuan previously admitted there was nothing he could do, she had felt a sense of despair; but now, suddenly hearing him mention someone who might be able to cure her, Liu Jiayao clung to the hope like a drowning person grasping for a lifeline.

"This, this person... I also don't know where he is," Tang Yiyuan hesitantly replied, finding it difficult to confront the hope in Liu Jiayao's eyes, which resembled that of a drowning person clutching at a straw for salvation.

"You don't know? How could you not know?" Liu Jiayao responded, taken aback, her bright eyes quickly dulling.

"I'm sorry, I only just this morning..." Seeing the look of despair on Liu Jiayao's face, Tang Yiyuan regretted mentioning Ge Dongxu.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Since he did not know Ge Dongxu's whereabouts, why raise her hopes, only to cruelly dash them again?

Tang Yiyuan had not finished speaking when the knock on the door sounded.

"Come in." Tang Yiyuan frowned slightly, speaking with some displeasure. He usually let one patient in only after the previous one had left. Now that Liu Jiayao had not yet left and someone was knocking, it made Tang Yiyuan, already in a somewhat bad mood, feel even worse.

"Professor Tang is seeing a patient, I'm sorry, miss, I have something to discuss with Professor Tang, and it will only take a few minutes of your time." The door was pushed open, and in came Liu, the head of the procurement department, followed by Ge Dongxu.

"No problem, I'm done anyway." Liu Jiayao forced a smile, not noticing that Professor Tang Yiyuan looked as if he had just seen a ghost, staring straight at Ge Dongxu.

"Is it you?" Ge Dongxu had not expected to encounter Tang Yiyuan here, and was taken aback.

"Yeah, Dongxu, I didn't expect to see you again so soon." As soon as Ge Dongxu spoke, Tang Yiyuan immediately came back to his senses, a joyful smile appearing on his face.

"Professor Tang, you know this Mr. Ge?" Liu, the department head, was no less surprised than Tang Yiyuan when he first laid eyes on Ge Dongxu, the youth from the countryside.

"On my way back to Linzhou from my hometown this morning, we happened to sit in the same row on the train," Tang Yiyuan, aware that Ge Dongxu disliked ostentation, replied casually.

"So that's how it is. I was wondering how Professor Tang could know Mr. Ge, it turns out to be a coincidence!" Liu, the department head, showed a face of relief, while also secretly breathing a sigh of relief.

This was because Tang Yiyuan had a lot of prestige in the Traditional Chinese Medicine community of Jiangnan Province, and he was very knowledgeable about Chinese medicine. If he had a relationship with Ge Dongxu, there would be no way Liu could take advantage of Ge Dongxu when negotiating prices.

Although Liu now regarded Ge Dongxu with an entirely equal eye and went by the book when it came to handling affairs, when it came to the final price negotiation, he would definitely try to take a cut from Ge Dongxu. After all, Ge Dongxu was young, not from the industry, and despite having done some research, his knowledge of insider dealings was limited.

But if Tang Yiyuan stepped in, then Liu would have no chance to cheat Ge Dongxu.

"Thank you, Professor Tang, I won't disturb you any longer, I'll take my leave." Liu Jiayao forced a smile towards Tang Yiyuan and then prepared to leave.

"Ms. Liu, there's no rush, there might still be hope for your condition. After I finish discussing things with Liu, we can talk about your illness," Tang Yiyuan said hastily, stopping her as she was about to leave.

Liu Jiayao did not realize that the man Tang Yiyuan had mentioned earlier, who might be able to cure her odd illness, was now right in front of her. Seeing that Tang Yiyuan had just previously claimed there was no solution, yet now suddenly called her back, she couldn't help but feel a hint of confusion. However, having hope was certainly better than none, so Liu Jiayao did not hesitate to stay. She thanked Tang Yiyuan, then turned her somewhat curious and doubtful gaze towards the young man who was dressed in a rustic manner, clearly from a small rural area.

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