Doctor and His Glamorous Sister-in-Law-Chapter 779 - 782 Mockery

While all the doctors were examining Zhang Yuan, Fu Yan sat quietly, sipping Zhang Yuan's finest tea.

Meanwhile, Er Gou was chatting in a low voice with Fu Ya.

Fu Ya looked at the crowd and whispered, "Er Gou, aren't you angry about what they said earlier?"

Er Gou shook his head. "There's nothing to be angry about. I've already examined this illness; ordinary doctors can't cure it."

"I'm afraid…" Er Gou trailed off, shaking his head again.

Fu Ya immediately understood. "You mean this is related to Ancient Martial Artists? That ordinary people can't cure it at all?"

Er Gou nodded gently. "Something like that. I suspect even someone from the Divine Healer Pavilion would have a very difficult time with this."

The thought that even someone from the Divine Healer Pavilion would struggle made Fu Ya incredibly curious. While the members of the Divine Healer Pavilion could be arrogant, they possessed genuine skill, making even the most complex illnesses seem trivial in their hands.

Fu Ya wanted to press him for more details, but she held her tongue.

Besides, Er Gou is about to make his move. Once he does, I'll find out everything anyway. Why ask so many questions now? What if someone overhears...?

Changing the subject, Fu Ya said, "By the way, Er Gou, I just remembered something. Back in town, you used to call my dad 'Big Brother.' Why are you so formally calling him 'Uncle' now? Isn't that messing up the seniority?"

Er Gou rolled his eyes and explained, "Are you being silly, Fu Ya? Now that your dad knows about us, how can I still call him 'Big Brother'? If I called him 'Big Brother,' wouldn't he have to call you 'sister-in-law'? Don't be silly! Of course, I have to call him 'Uncle'!"

"If we actually get married, then I'll switch to calling him 'Dad'!" he added. "Didn't you see how your dad just went along with it when I called him 'Uncle'? He's clearly thought this through as well!"

Fu Ya's eyes widened in realization, but her expression quickly soured as she remembered Er Gou had just called her silly. Before she could retort, one of the doctors examining Zhang Yuan spoke up.

The elder, clearly the group's representative, stepped forward. "Mr. Zhang, we've completed our examination, but... alas. Our skills are lacking, and we were unable to diagnose your condition. We are truly sorry. You should seek out someone more skilled! Alas..."

The elder sighed, his face filled with guilt.

Seeing the old doctor's expression, Zhang Yuan didn't say anything harsh. Instead, he offered words of comfort. "It's alright, don't worry about it. Even though you couldn't figure out my illness, I, Zhang Yuan, am still very grateful to all of you for coming. If there's anyone to blame, blame me. This illness is simply too strange! Alas..."

Hearing this, the nearby Er Gou couldn't help but give him a thumbs-up.

Now that's how a boss should act. Look at how tactfully he speaks. He didn't say the doctors' skills were lacking, but that his own illness was too strange. He let everyone save face.

After hearing this, the old doctor prepared to lead the others away, but Zhang Yuan stopped them.

"Hold on a second, everyone," he said. "I can't let you make this trip for nothing.

"Although you didn't diagnose my illness, the consultation fee must still be paid.

"Please, form a line and receive your payment!"

Zhang Yuan's words were a pleasant surprise to the other doctors. They had assumed the trip was a waste of time, but to their delight, they were still getting paid. After thanking Zhang Yuan, they cheerfully went to collect their fees.

All the while, Er Gou was still casually chatting with Fu Ya, their voices so low that only they could hear.

Watching them from the side, Fu Yan grew anxious. He couldn't understand why Er Gou hadn't stepped in yet, especially since only a few doctors remained.

This is the perfect time for him to act! But no, he's just happily chatting with my daughter. This is giving me a headache.

Just then, Er Gou finally looked up, causing a wave of joyful anticipation to wash over Fu Yan. He thought Er Gou was about to make his move.

However, Er Gou's next words nearly made him spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Uncle Zhang, do you have any bottled water? I don't want tea. There's not enough to quench my thirst."

Zhang Yuan said nothing, simply gesturing for a housekeeper to get water for Er Gou. Soon, two bottles of mineral water were placed in front of him.

Er Gou picked up a bottle, unceremoniously chugged half of it, wiped his mouth, and went right back to chatting with Fu Ya.

Watching Er Gou resume his conversation, Fu Yan felt a pang of despair. He wanted to say something, but ultimately held his tongue and just sighed.

Just then, two of the few remaining people in the living room stepped forward—one old and one young.

The young man addressed Zhang Yuan. "Boss Zhang, this is my master. While I wouldn't dare call him a Divine Doctor, he is quite well-known. He has even treated patients with late-stage cancer.

"One had a two-year survival rate of less than twenty percent, but my master managed to extend his life to five years. To this day, that patient is still alive and well!"

The young man's voice sounded familiar to Er Gou. He looked up and realized it was the same person who had mocked him earlier. The young man noticed Er Gou looking and shot him a provocative, disdainful glare.

Er Gou paid him no mind, simply shaking his head and looking back down.

After his apprentice's introduction, the old master stepped forward. Nodding at Zhang Yuan, he began to take his pulse.

It was then that the young man spoke again. "Boss Zhang, my master once taught me that a person must be humble, especially in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. There are hidden masters everywhere, so one must never arrogantly claim to be a Divine Doctor. To do so would only invite ridicule!"

His words were clearly aimed at Er Gou, showing he still held a grudge.

Zhang Yuan, however, ignored the young man. He looked at the old master with anticipation, waiting for a diagnosis. After a few minutes, the old master looked up, his expression one of complete confidence.