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Chapter 13: Compare and Discard

    

er-in-law."Oh..." All three of them understood immediately.Xiao Yu sighed in relief seeing that they believed him."Jianhong, I'm telling you from now on, don't come home late anymore. Got it" Xiao Yu'...Chapter 13: Medicine Prescription Comparison

Lying in bed, Mr. Cai, who had slightly recovered his spirits due to a reduction in pain, took the prescription and jokingly said, "So, Old Jin, you understand medicine prescriptions as well!"

"Huh" Although Mr. Cai was lying on the sickbed and extremely weak before, he suddenly sat up with an unknown source of strength, staring at the prescription in shock for a long time without saying anything.

"What's wrong with Old Cai"

"That's right, what’s wrong with you, Old Cai It's just a medicine prescription. Is it such a big deal" Both Mr. Mao and Mr. Bai approached curiously upon seeing the look on Mr. Cai's face.

The two men, who were smiling earlier, instantly froze in place when they saw the prescription, mouths slightly agape as they stared at it motionlessly.

Although Mr. Cai, Mr. Bai, and Mr. Mao might not have been exceptionally strong in calligraphy, as nationally renowned appraisers, their level of expertise in evaluating calligraphy was still extremely profound.

"A masterpiece, and one that only the top masters can create!" If it weren't for the ink still being wet and written right in front of them, they would have thought this must be a work done by a master on their behalf.

"Beautiful handwriting... absolutely beautiful handwriting!" After a while, Teacher Cai was the first to snap out of his trance. It seemed like he had expended all of his energy just now and collapsed back onto the bed.

Teacher Bai and Teacher Mao sighed lightly. "Yes, indeed!" they said in agreement.

Standing beside them, Teacher Jin also let out a sigh after hearing their remarks, looking somewhat forlorn. Unlike the others, he was an expert in書畫鑒賞 (calligraphy and painting appreciation) and had practiced calligraphy for over forty years, reaching a very high level himself. However, seeing Xiao Yu's handwriting made him feel that comparing himself to others was futile and that inferior goods should be discarded.

"Indeed! The older generation is being surpassed by the younger!" Upon hearing Teacher Jin say this, they couldn't help but echo his sentiment despite knowing it wasn't appropriate.

Teacher Cai's words seemed to have drained all his strength. He lay on the bed with his eyes closed and took a moment before opening them again. "There's no need to look at the prescription; go get me some medicine! I trust Doctor Xiao, but this prescription is for my medication so I'll take it."

"That’s not right, old Cai, that's not fair!

"Yes, Old Cai, I've been serving you all night long, so it should be my turn now!" Upon hearing Teacher Cai say he would keep the prescription, both Teachers Bai and Mao immediately became anxious.

DIRECTOR Hu doesn't know much about calligraphy with brush pens. When Xiao Yu was writing the prescription, he only found it strange that someone still used such a thick brush pen; his son learns calligraphy at an art center and uses regular small-sized brushes, so how could this big brush work well After seeing Xiao Yu finish the prescription, Hu felt there was something indefinable about the handwriting but noticed its beautiful form. It wasn't until he heard the top experts' comments and competition that he realized Xiao Yu's writing is extraordinary.

Round didn't think too much; he couldn't understand the experts’ critiques either. But seeing them compete over Xiao Yu's script even with seriously ill Old Cai joining in, made him realize how precious Xiao Yu’s work is. He has spent some time at the antique market and picked up a bit of shrewdness.

"Mr. Xiao, Doctor Xiao... would you mind checking me out and prescribing something" Round approached with a broad smile and said.

Xiao Yu isn't foolish; he knows what Round aims to do today—sell him out at the critical moment if necessary. Now that he sees value in Xiao Yu, calling him "little Xiao" before but now using polite language, this is probably the nature of a businessman: for profit, one can discard anything.

As they heard Round's words, all the arguing experts' eyes lit up; they had been fighting over this prescription and forgotten about the person who wrote it. They quickly put aside Teacher Cai’s prescription, queued behind Round, thinking that getting a doctor to check if they are sick could lead them to ask for his script.

Actually, it wasn't because they didn't want to get Xiao Yu's script; they knew he had the temperament of an intellectual and wouldn’t casually give away his calligraphy just because someone was famous or an expert.

Director Hu saw several renowned experts humbly lining up to get a character from Master Xiao, and he suddenly thought of his son who was learning calligraphy. However, as a famous figure in the medical community and an authority on digestive systems in Deep Sea City, Director Hu felt that it would be utterly humiliating for him to seek treatment from a young doctor. Even worse, if word got out, it might lead to rumors that could damage his reputation severely. The implications of being seen as undeserving of his status as an expert in the field would be minor compared to the potential harm to his professional image.

Therefore, when Director Hu saw other experts lining up while hesitating himself, he eventually decided to join the queue after a moment's contemplation and a fierce internal struggle. In this situation, where his son’s future was at stake against his own reputation, he chose to support his son, which might be a unique aspect of Chinese culture. Parents would sacrifice everything for their children, even life itself, let alone lesser matters.

When Chen Jinghai saw the sudden change in circumstances—a group of esteemed experts and even Director Hu lining up behind Xiao Yu—anyone could tell that something extraordinary was happening. At this point, even Chen Jinghai knew that Xiao Yu must be quite remarkable; everyone else had left to join the queue while he stood there cluelessly.

Seeing Fangyuan and all the experts forming a line, including Director Hu at the back, Xiao Yu could tell they were queuing for his calligraphy. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Mr. Fang, esteemed experts, what's going on..." Despite his words, he felt somewhat helpless; it was unexpected that his handwriting would be more attractive than his medical skills.

"Little Xiao, no wait—Expert Xiao—I truly have an illness, please examine me and prescribe some herbal medicine. I love drinking Chinese herbs," Fangyuan said with a flattering grin.

“Yes,” the teacher added earnestly, “We all suffer from minor ailments; we hope you can take a look at us and prescribe something.” However, a hint of amusement around his mouth betrayed his true feelings when mentioning prescriptions.

"Indeed!" "Sure, Dr. Xiao, please do examine us..." As soon as the teacher finished speaking, others echoed in agreement.; however, they had just seen an anxious look on his face.At this moment, hearing Wan Hongguang's conversation with his secretary, it became clear to them that the person he was waiting for must be ap...