58: Chapter 58 Xu Shimo’s Friends 58: Chapter 58 Xu Shimo’s Friends “Say, Old Xu, you’re not talking about this young man as the Divine Doctor, are you?”

Qin Han turned his head to look, and a man with a rugged face and a robust build was speaking to him and Xu Shimo.

“Every time it’s rainy and gloomy, your two knees ache, right?

Even in the scorching summer, you need to wear knee pads over them, am I correct?” Qin Han said with a faint smile.

“Holy shit!

How did you know?” the rugged man asked, his face full of surprise.

Xu Shimo was amused and spoke to Qin Han, “This is my Brother Tan, a straightforward Northerner, he doesn’t mean anything else by it.”

“I can tell!” Qin Han said with a smile.

“Yalin, take forty grams of old mulberry branches, ten grams of Phellodendron, and twenty grams of Iridescent Grass, three doses,” Qin Han instructed Zhang Yalin, then he addressed the man surnamed Tan, “Take it home, brew it in water, and in a month, you can take off your knee pads.”

“Really?

Can it really get better?” the man surnamed Tan asked excitedly.

He had been tormented by his rheumatism for many years, spent a lot of money, and consulted numerous doctors, but to no avail.

“How much?”

“Eighty!”

“Eighty?

Are you sure?”

Qin Han smiled and said, “Yes, eighty.

Your issue is just a minor one, a matter of a few doses.

Not like Brother Xu…” As he spoke, Qin Han suddenly became silent and glanced at Xu Shimo, somewhat embarrassed.

“I know, Old Xu’s impotence is well-known in our circle, ha ha!” the man surnamed Tan laughed loudly, continuing for Qin Han.

“Get lost, Qin, my little brother cured me, I’m not impotent now, I ‘rise to the occasion’!” Xu Shimo was not angry in the slightest, instead, he boasted proudly.

“Quick, let me have a look.”

“You wait a minute!

Let me go first.”

“One by one, what’s the hurry?

Don’t make Little Brother Qin laugh at us.”

The rest of the crowd, seeing how Qin Han could easily diagnose the man surnamed Tan’s condition, crowded around him in a scramble.

Qin Han started with the first one and proceeded one by one.

“You sweat at night and wake up feeling weak in the morning.”

“You’ve been overindulgent in sexual activities, which has severely depleted your blood.”

“You often wake up startled in the middle of the night, with your heart beating too fast.”

“…”

In less than half an hour, Qin Han had diagnosed over a dozen people and prescribed medicine for each one.

Zhang Henian was extremely impressed.

These people all had issues that were neither too serious nor too minor, and he believed he could have diagnosed them too, but certainly not as rapidly as Qin Han, who didn’t even need to feel their pulses.

Besides, the prescriptions he heard were all remarkably accurate.

“Little Brother Qin, I really was scared off by those quack doctors.

I was offensive earlier; please don’t mind it, haha,” said the man surnamed Tan, giving Qin Han a fist and palm salute.

“A friend brought by Brother Xu, why would I mind?” Qin Han said with a light smile.

This made Xu Shimo feel incredibly proud, and he kept praising Qin Han’s exceptional medical skills.

After sending off Xu Shimo and the others, Qin Han approached the reception desk and found a pile of checks lying there.

Upon organizing them, he realized they totaled several hundred thousand.

It seemed that Xu Shimo’s friends were also quite wealthy.

Looking at these checks, Qin Han suddenly felt like buying a car, and immediately headed to the 4S store with No.

3 and Diu Diu.

The three of them arrived at an American car dealership; according to No.

3, the reason was that American cars had powerful engines and offered a thrilling driving experience.

Qin Han took a liking to an F-series SUV and, holding Doudou, sat inside to get a feel for it.

At that moment, a loud scolding came from outside the car: “Who let you get on?”

After Qin Han heard the voice and got out of the car, he saw it was a female salesperson speaking.

The foundation on her face could be scraped off and cut into two bowls of cold noodles.

“Buying a car, can’t I try it out?” Qin Han said calmly.

“Buying a car?

Where did this bumpkin come from?

Do you know how much this car costs?” the female salesperson said sharply.

She had seen Qin Han and his group come in earlier but ignored them, seeing Qin Han was poorly dressed.

Who would have thought he would go straight to the car to experience it?

What if the new car gets scratched?

Who would be responsible?

“How much does it cost?” Qin Han didn’t get angry; there were too many people looking down on others in society.

If he got angry with each one, he would have long been angered to death.

“As if you could afford it.

Go on, go somewhere cool and stay there,” the female salesperson said impatiently.

“Oh, isn’t that Qin Han?

Song Yuwei is willing to let you take care of the child?” Right after the female salesperson finished speaking, a voice came from behind Qin Han.

Looking back, it was Feng Tingting, Song Yuwei’s high school classmate, who, he had heard, was working as a sales manager at a 4S shop.

He didn’t expect her to be here.

“Hello,” Qin Han said politely.

“What, thinking of buying a car?” Feng Tingting asked with a smile.

“Yes, I’m thinking of getting Yu Wei a car, so I came to have a look.

I didn’t realize you work here,” Qin Han replied.

“You?

Qin Han, buy a car?

Don’t make me laugh.

I’m not Song Yuwei; I’m not that easy to fool,” Feng Tingting’s smile vanished, and she looked at Qin Han with a mocking air.

Qin Han felt somewhat helpless; though Feng Tingting was indeed Yu Wei’s classmate, back in high school, Song Yuwei had always outshone her in both looks and grades and was the esteemed daughter of the Song family—even as an adopted child, she was more privileged than her.

So, knowing that Song Yuwei’s life was not going well, every time they met, she couldn’t help but take the opportunity to ridicule and mock.

“Do you have any suitable recommendations?

If not, I can look by myself,” Qin Han said casually.

“Hmph, enough of your act.

The store offers free snacks and candy; go take some back for Doudou,” Feng Tingting said with a disdainful glance, her tone like she was shooing away a beggar.

“You!” Number 3 could barely restrain himself and was about to speak up, but Qin Han stopped him.

“No need, we don’t lack anything at home!”

“Are these your ‘society’ friends?” Feng Tingting emphasized the word ‘society’ heavily because she knew Qin Han’s so-called society friends were merely idlers from society, not even worthy of being called thugs or gangsters.

“How much is this car?” Qin Han didn’t answer her but asked instead.

“Qin Han, stop making a scene.

The base price of the car is 400,000, and fully equipped, it’s at least 450,000.

Do you think that’s funny?” Feng Tingting said, growing impatient.

“Exactly, I’ve seen too many people like him.

They have no money but love to show off.

They take a few photos and then leave, always leaving a mess behind,” the female salesperson chimed in.

Seeing the attitude of the two, Qin Han could only say to Number 3, “Let’s go.

It seems we’re not welcome here.

We’ll look elsewhere.”

With that, he walked towards the exit.

“I’m telling you, Qin Han, it’s not right to act like this, bringing Doudou here to show off.

Do you want Doudou to grow up to be like you?” Feng Tingting said maliciously.

“Daddy, aren’t we here to buy a car?

Why are they speaking so unpleasantly?” the little guy in Qin Han’s arms asked curiously.

“Doudou, your dad is just showing off.

Do you know what showing off is?

It’s when you have nothing but still act like you’re something,” Feng Tingting sneered.

“Don’t you talk about my daddy.

My daddy is amazing!” the little one said defensively, getting a bit angry.