Divine Doctor Xue felt it wasn’t essential to gain fame among the general populace, but Su Lang believed it would be beneficial for him. Su Lang invited Divine Doctor Xue to enhance the occasion with authority and prestige. By treating the wealthiest man in Qingling, Divine Doctor Xue would gain prominence, and his presence at the wedding as a guest would create an even greater sensation, exactly what Su Lang desired.

“Let’s notify the media,” Divine Doctor Xue quickly agreed, complying with the War God’s instructions without hesitation.

Following this conversation, Ma Hongsheng began preparations. Gathering the medicinal ingredients required for Ma Hongsheng’s treatment would take time, and meanwhile, news of the Divine Doctor from the imperial capital treating Qingling’s richest man started to circulate.

In today’s fast-paced information age, news spreads incredibly swiftly. Within just one day, the story had spread widely across Qingling, becoming almost universally known.

…

In the afternoon, Qin Yunhan discreetly called Wang Haoran to a quiet spot for a private conversation.

“What, did you miss me that much?” Wang Haoran teased with a smile, wrapping his arm around Qin Yunhan’s waist.

“Stop it, you can’t do anything anyway,” Qin Yunhan rolled her eyes at him.

Wang Haoran was momentarily taken aback, then realized she thought he had a problem.

“Sigh, you’re right,” Wang Haoran sighed theatrically, pretending to be heartbroken.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you,” Qin Yunhan quickly apologized, thinking she’d upset him.

“It’s okay.”

“By the way, I heard there’s a Divine Doctor in Qingling. Maybe there’s hope for your condition,” Qin Yunhan said optimistically.

“Really, is that true?” Wang Haoran faked surprise at the news.

In fact, he had secretly directed Cheng Rui to publicize the Divine Doctor treating Ma Hongsheng, and Cheng Rui had succeeded.

“It’s true. I even confirmed it with my dad.”

“These days, many pretend to be Divine Doctors. He might just be a charlatan.”

“How could that be? He’s from the imperial capital and quite famous there. He can’t be a quack, right?”

“So, you’re suggesting I go see him?”

“Yes, yes,” Qin Yunhan nodded eagerly. “I heard from my dad that the Divine Doctor will be treating Ma Hongsheng at one o’clock this afternoon. It’s only around noon now. Let’s go take a look. If the Divine Doctor is really that good, he can assess your condition too.”

“I’d rather not,” Wang Haoran was reluctant. Firstly, he was perfectly healthy with no ailments. Secondly, the so-called Divine Doctor’s reputation was about to be tarnished, so it would just be a spectacle to watch.

“Come on, you’re already like this, why worry about saving face?” Qin Yunhan urged, pulling Wang Haoran towards the school gate.

Seeing her eagerness, Wang Haoran went along with her, treating it as an opportunity to witness an amusing scene.

The duo left the school, hailed a taxi, and directed it towards Tianhui Clinic.

Outside Tianhui Clinic, numerous reporters were gathered, though most were barred from entry. Only a select few from major media outlets were allowed inside. Some reporters tried posing as patients to sneak in but found themselves without even the qualification to see a doctor.

The Wang and Qin families were among the top-tier members of Tianhui Clinic, with Wang Haoran being the heir of the Wang Group and Qin Yunhan the daughter of the Qin Group’s heiress. Naturally, no one stopped them from entering.

Wang Haoran had been there once before and knew where Ma Hongsheng’s ward was. However, the corridor outside Ma Hongsheng’s ward was now jam-packed with dozens of people, blocking the door completely. These were affluent individuals who had come to witness Divine Doctor Xue’s medical prowess firsthand.

“So many people. Are they all here to see the doctor?” Qin Yunhan was a bit anxious.

Wang Haoran smirked internally but maintained a calm demeanor as he replied, “Why rush? The Divine Doctor hasn’t even started his performance yet. Whether he truly has skills is still unknown.”

“It’s almost one o’clock. The Divine Doctor should be starting the treatment soon. It’s a pity we can’t see anything,” Qin Yunhan craned her neck to see but couldn’t, so she sighed.

Wang Haoran, however, had no such issue. With his X-ray vision, nothing could obstruct his view. Inside the ward, Divine Doctor Xue had already prepared the medicinal ingredients and silver needles, signaling everyone to step back to avoid interfering with the treatment, and gesturing for silence.

The wealthy individuals gradually retreated, and the chatter appropriately subsided.

Ma Hongsheng lay in bed, currently asleep. Cheng Rui was by his bedside, alongside a blond, blue-eyed foreigner. His name was Blake, the director of Tianhui Clinic, who specialized in Western medicine but immensely admired Yan Kingdom’s medical arts. Upon hearing that a famous Yan Kingdom Divine Doctor was treating a patient, he came to observe his skills.

Su Lang was also present, blending into the crowd with most of his face obscured by a hat. Ma Hongsheng’s presence was quite crucial for his wedding, so he came to take a look.

Divine Doctor Xue took a deep breath, took out the silver needles, disinfected them, and soaked them in the prepared medicinal solution. Then, he swiftly inserted them into Ma Hongsheng’s acupuncture points, his movements so fast they were dizzying, yet the needle placement was incredibly precise.

Some wealthy individuals recorded the scene with their phones, eager to capture this miraculous event.

About three minutes later, Divine Doctor Xue finished inserting the needles, a profound smile appearing on his face as he addressed the crowd, “In just ten minutes, once the medicine takes full effect, Mr. Ma will wake up on his own.”

“The acupuncture skills of the Yan Kingdom are indeed remarkable, truly eye-opening,” Director Blake, who spoke excellent Yan language, praised after witnessing Divine Doctor Xue’s dazzling needlework.

“The medical arts of the Yan Kingdom are vast and profound. This is just the surface. The truly powerful acupuncture techniques, I have yet to display,” Divine Doctor Xue stroked his beard habitually and calmly said to Blake.

“Divine Doctor, would you mind if I conducted an interview with you?” a reporter from a major media outlet inquired.

Upon hearing this, Divine Doctor Xue initially intended to refuse. He had no interest in becoming famous among the general public, but Su Lang, hidden in the crowd, suddenly gave him a look.

“Sure,” Divine Doctor Xue nodded, agreeing to the reporter’s request, to everyone’s eagerness.