This Doctor Is Too Wealthy

Du Heng and Wu Shengnan were busy preparing to film a TV drama at East Hill, and the atmosphere was joyful.

The only drawback was that Director Zheng had made Kang Zhirong stay behind.

Du Heng very much disliked this ”light bulb,” as Kang Zhirong’s presence would disturb their private time together. It also constantly reminded him that he wasn’t out here just for fun.

However, Director Zheng’s reasoning was sound. Du Heng had come out under the pretext of a business trip. If he had no assistant and only his wife with him, it would inevitably lead to gossip.

Although everyone knew the real situation, they had to keep up appearances. Otherwise, it would be somewhat embarrassing later on.

And so, the group of four split up: Director Zheng set off alone for home, while Du Heng, Wu Shengnan, and Kang Zhirong departed for East Hill.

The thought of potentially becoming actors made Du Heng and Wu Shengnan especially happy, and Kang Zhirong was incredibly pleased as well.

Although being a ”light bulb” meant some inevitable awkwardness, the chance to travel at public expense was enough for Kang Zhirong to overlook this slight discomfort.

But while some were happy, others were not. Guan Bo, for instance, was the most unhappy of them all.

As he scrolled through the increasingly bustling posts on the forum, his expression grew darker and darker.

Despite being a central figure in this incident—the National Medical Master’s favorite student—he had absolutely no presence in the discussion.

Whenever he was mentioned, it was merely as ”the National Medical Master’s student,” and more often than not, he wasn’t mentioned at all.

It would have been one thing if he simply wasn’t mentioned, but to be cast as the definitive villain? That made it even harder for him to bear.

The forum posts claimed Zhang Dewen had lost face because he, the Master’s direct disciple, was unskilled and had shamed his teacher.

And why could Du Heng pose those three fatal questions? According to the forum, it was also because Guan Bo was unskilled and overly concerned with his reputation.

Why ”overly concerned with his reputation”?

The reasoning went: for cases where many experts were helpless, he, a mere junior, had rushed to the forefront. If that wasn’t being overly concerned with reputation, what was?

The analyses from some on the forum were incredibly scathing.

Every time Guan Bo read such a comment, his cheek would twitch involuntarily.

Beside him, his other traveling companion, the overlooked junior, was also scrolling through the bustling forum on his phone. This junior’s expression, however, was far more relaxed than Guan Bo’s; at times, he would even flash a discreet smile.

These smiles were fleeting, though. He would steal glances at Guan Bo, checking if his senior had noticed him smiling.

When he saw Guan Bo completely engrossed in his phone, his own smile would widen.

After finishing the newly refreshed posts, the junior stretched contentedly. He was about to let out a long sigh but once again saw Guan Bo’s deeply furrowed brow.

The junior suppressed the sigh, his eyes darting slightly before he sidled up to Guan Bo.

The junior’s face instantly filled with indignation as he said angrily, ”Guan, this Du Heng is too much! I can’t believe he’d publicize this incident so widely. He’s made our Teacher lose all face! Such actions are utterly despicable, truly disgusting.”

The junior’s words truly resonated with Guan Bo.

In Guan Bo’s mind, Du Heng was now like a bedbug; even if he tried to ignore him, Du Heng kept emitting a foul stench, polluting his senses.

Seeing Guan Bo visibly moved, the junior pressed on, ”Guan, can’t you figure out a way to teach him a lesson? That would knock him down a peg and also help our Teacher save face.”

Guan Bo’s cheek twitched again, but a faint glint appeared in his eyes.

After a long pause, he asked, ”What good idea do you have?”

”He’s being lauded to the skies now, hailed as the General Practice Divine Doctor, isn’t he? So, let’s set up a public challenge. Invite him to demonstrate just what kind of General Practice Divine Doctor he really is.”

After the junior finished, Guan Bo stared intently at him. ”A public challenge? Are you insane?”

The junior’s heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly explained, ”Guan, my idea is this: when we get back to East Hill, right in our own hospital, we find ten volunteers with various medical conditions. You take five, and he takes five. Then you two compete to see whose treatment yields better results. Du Heng is so young; he just had a stroke of luck. It’s impossible for him to actually cure every single ailment. But Guan, your skill level is far superior to his. Plus, with the home-field advantage, you can teach him a harsh lesson! Show everyone that he’s no genius of the Chinese medicine field—you are the true heir to the Master! While helping our Teacher save face, you’ll also make a name for yourself and erase the negative impact of this incident. Guan, I think this idea of mine kills three birds with one stone!”

Guan Bo, already agitated by the online discussions, was starting to lose his composure.

Now, this usually quiet junior of his had proposed what seemed like a perfect plan. Guan Bo, desperate to reclaim his reputation, was suddenly tempted. However, with a shred of remaining sanity, he asked, ”That’s our plan, but what if he doesn’t agree? What if he refuses?”

The junior suddenly gave a flippant laugh. ”Guan, what era are we in? Why are you so worked up? This is the internet age, an era where information spreads in seconds!”