A rural young man takes a reclusive miracle doctor as his master, learning ancient lost traditional Chinese medicine techniques

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Preface: Niu Xiaole is a rural doctor who inherited his grandfather's legacy and practices medicine in the village. The young wives in the village, the village beauty from the neighboring village, and the young widow who returned to the village all come to him for treatment...

Previous chapter link: A young traditional Chinese medicine doctor saved an old man's life, but the other party repaid kindness with enmity and targeted him 23

When he heard Niu Dafu say these words, he kept shaking his head.

"Niu Dafu, you are an ungrateful wretch. My Ninth Grandpa just passed away, and you slander him like this. Heaven and earth bear witness, what goes around comes around, sooner or later you will suffer divine retribution. You go ahead and chat, I need to go feed the fish."

"Tsk, go feed your fish. What I said is all fact. You say you're a doctor, who can prove it? You didn't even finish first grade, you never even set foot through the door of a health school, what makes you call yourself a doctor? Do you have a medical practice license?"

Niu Xiaole had intended to ignore him, but this man was bullying him too much. He turned around and looked at him.

"What are you looking at me for? I'm just asking you, do you have a medical practice license? If you do, take it out and show me."

After saying that, he held out his hand.

"I am the little miracle doctor, my reputation precedes me, do I still need proof? Tell me, out there, who doesn't know the old immortal's name?"

"Haha, little miracle doctor? Don't make me laugh. Ninth Grandpa is old, I won't say more about him. If you want to practice medicine, then be a good boy and go to school. Stop loafing around in this village. Leader Su, let's head back. Don't lower yourself to this half-wit."

Su Hanxiao did not rush to speak at this moment, but he had a pretty good impression of Xiaole, at least he felt this was a lovable person.

And this village chief was of course an old hand, definitely not as simple as he appeared on the surface.

Just as Niu Xiaole was about to argue his case, he smiled slightly and said: "Xiaole, you go feed the fish first. At noon let's have a meal together."

"Okay, Sister Hanxiao, I'll be going now."

Then he grinned at Niu Dafu: "Uncle, see you in a bit?"

"See you my ass!"

"Tsk tsk, always saying 'ass' out loud is so ugly. Don't forget you're our village chief. The way things are going, I think you'll be sitting on your title before long."

After saying that, before he could retaliate, he started his motorcycle and drove off.

"Little bastard."

Niu Dafu was so angry his face turned green, though at this moment his face was still red and swollen.

"Village Chief Niu, what happened to your face?"

"Ah, nothing. Weren't they saying there'd be heavy rain these days? So I was thinking of sleeping by the river in the fields, so that as soon as there's water I can get people to irrigate the fields right away, otherwise the corn would die of drought..." This old fellow was indeed a sly old fox, packaging himself as utterly noble.

"Oh, I see. Then a good village chief like you is a once-in-a-century rarity?"

"Oh, not at all. Being a farmer is not easy. You see, all the able-bodied men in this village have gone to the city to work. If I didn't put in the effort, all this land would go to waste. This is all what I should do."

Mu Danhua was listening at this moment and felt very happy inside, because all these official-sounding words were taught to him by her, Mu Danhua.

If Niu Dafu didn't have his wife, he probably would have been stripped of his position long ago. This woman was lucky to be born into a farmer's family. If she had been born into a wealthy family, she probably would have become a figure like Wu Zetian.

"Alright, enough talking. Let's go home and cool off."

After arriving home, Mu Danhua put on a very obedient act again, serving tea and pouring water, and washing fruit.

At this moment Su Hanxiao had intended to give them the gifts, but then discovered the gifts were in the cargo box of the electric motorcycle.

"You two chat first, I'll go cook. Leader Su, what would you like to eat? We have cucumbers, eggplants, and two bottle gourds at home. I can also stir-fry a little pumpkin..."

"Auntie, anything is fine with me. Stir-fried gourd dish is fine too. I can't eat much anyway."

Niu Dafu at this moment acted like a lord, cleared his throat: "Hua, listen up, make eight plates and eight bowls, and also a egg drop soup. After all, it's Leader Su's first day here, you can't just stir-fry one dish, right? Hurry up, stir-fry all the dishes we have."

Mu Danhua was furious inside, thinking: eight plates and eight bowls, you go buy the groceries then.

"No need, no need. Just stir-fry a gourd dish, or make an egg drop soup."

When Mu Danhua heard this, she quickly responded and walked over.

That Niu Dafu was still putting on airs: "Hua, you hear me clearly, eight plates and eight bowls. If you can't make it, then don't eat."

Mu Danhua turned back and glared at him, meaning: you old fellow really think you're the man of the house. Just wait and see how I deal with you later.

Su Hanxiao looked at his home at this moment. It was a two-story little Western-style building, spacious and bright, and the courtyard was neat and square. At a glance, it was clearly not an ordinary family.

"Uncle, this house of yours must have cost quite a bit? It looks like a little villa?"

This fellow had been village chief for over a decade, so of course he understood very well that he absolutely could not tell the truth.

"What little villa? It was all built haphazardly. This house of mine didn't cost much. A classmate of mine runs a brick factory, the price was cheap. The truck that hauled the bricks belonged to someone from our own clan. When the house was being built, we didn't hire a construction crew either. We just waited until the Chinese New Year and had the villagers help build it together. Altogether it only cost a few tens of thousands of yuan."

While speaking, he deliberately put on a helpless expression on his face.

"If you had someone else build it, it would cost at least several hundred thousand. Think about it, I'm just an ordinary commoner, how could I have that much money? Even this few tens of thousands was borrowed from relatives and friends. Don't think being village chief is so profitable. I make less than 900 yuan a month."

Hanxiao said "oh" and continued looking.

Niu Dafu cleared his throat and continued speaking.

"If I weren't so old, I would have long gone to the city like everyone else to do odd jobs. You see, our village already has two or three cars, and I'm still riding a Forever brand bicycle."