ying 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" Alt...Chapter 8: House Call

The train blew its whistle and pulled into the Shenzhen station with a deafening roar. As soon as they stepped out of the carriage, the humid air enveloped them tightly. Outside the station, an ambulance was parked alongside several cars. A few young men and women in their thirties got off from these vehicles and stood by the ambulance. After the elderly person and child got into the ambulance, one man and woman around thirty also followed suit. Before entering the vehicle, the elder seemed to be looking around as if searching for something.

As a megacity, Shenzhen's railway station ranks among the top in the country. There are train services connecting it with every corner of the nation, so even though it was late at night, there were still many people waiting inside the station lobby to catch their trains. The holiday had just passed and those who returned home or needed to leave for work were full of energy without any sign of fatigue.

After leaving the station, Xiao Yu parted ways with Wei Jun as they headed back in different directions. After Wei Jun left, Xiao Yu took a deep breath at this city that never sleeps illuminated by neon lights everywhere. In just a few days, he had experienced what others could not possibly have in their entire lives—a dreamlike state. It was already October but Shenzhen's nights still carried some dampness and humidity. Unbuttoning the top buttons of his shirt, Xiao Yu hailed a taxi and returned to his temporary residence.

Xiao Yu’s dwelling was essentially an underground single room—rented out by someone who had taken over the basement of a high-rise building not far from the antique market. This space was aimed at people somewhere between migrant workers and office staff. The rooms were uniformly equipped with one bed, a simple wardrobe, a TV set, and a table; each month tenants paid 100 yuan for these facilities. After putting away his belongings, Xiao Yu collapsed on the bed.

It was Sunday tomorrow and Xiao Yu decided to rest at home.

On Monday, Xiao Yu reported back to the clinic to start working again. In just a few days' absence, dust had already accumulated thickly in the clinic. Picking up a cloth, he began his day’s work of cleaning.

The small clinic where Xiao Yu worked was usually deserted, so every day he would just wipe tables, sweep the floor, organize medicines, and read a book until it was time to leave.

"Doctor, I feel a bit dizzy and sick. I think I might be suffering from heatstroke. Can you prescribe me some medicine" A man in his forties who didn't seem to be a local entered the room and spoke to Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu helped this person get some Huoxiang Zhengqi water before leaving, and he wondered silently what was going on today. In the past, he hardly saw any patients every three or four days, but today within less than two hours of starting work, he had already seen seven or eight people, all with symptoms of heatstroke, mostly from out-of-town.

While Xiao Yu was thinking about this, the door opened and interrupted his daydreaming.

"Xiao, give me some Huoxiang Zhengqi water. I'm a bit suffering from heatstroke." Upon looking up, Xiao Yu saw it was Old Wang who set up shop on the first floor. After handing him the medicine, he curiously asked: "Uncle Wang, what's going on today Why are there so many people with heatstroke The weather isn't that hot, is it"

"You don't know, Xiao" Old Wang was surprised by Xiao Yu's question and said.

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"Know what I haven’t been to work for the past two days." Xiao Yu looked puzzled.

"No wonder he wasn't at work. For the past few days, CCTV's 'Chasing Treasures' program has been hosting an event called 'Entering the Deep Sea,' which is taking place in our antique city today. There will be a free appraisal session this afternoon. All these experts are nationally renowned, like 'Teacher Wang', 'Teacher Cai', 'Teacher Bai', 'Teacher Jin', and 'Teacher Mao'. They're all offering to appraise for free! Look at the people lined up outside on the square in the sun; it's no wonder they're risking heatstroke!" Old Man Wang said this with obvious pride, as if these experts were somehow related to him.

"Right, I'll stop chattering now. I need to go over there immediately—Xiao Xing is standing in line for me! There are quite a few valuable items here waiting for appraisal. Once they issue the certificates after appraising them, their value will skyrocket!" With an excited look on his face, he walked out.

Xiao Yu had watched many episodes of CCTV's Chasing Treasures but couldn't understand much about how to identify antiques shown in those episodes. However, when he saw that a jade could be worth hundreds of millions, he felt envious and fantasized about getting one himself. He even went to the antique city and spent several hundred yuan on a piece of jade—only to find out from Wei Jun that it was fake glass, which left him very disappointed. Since then, he had not bought any more antiques.

Although Xiao Yu still watched Chasing Treasures, his focus shifted from antiques to the erudition and humor of the experts, especially 'Teacher Mao', 'Teacher Cai', and 'Teacher Bai'. As nationally renowned experts, they were down-to-earth and patient in guiding others on how to avoid being duped.

At this moment, Xiao Yu suddenly remembered the box he had bought that contained writing brushes, books, and a wooden sword. When Xiao Yu opened his Life-and-Death Eye during his free time at home these two days, he accidentally spotted the unusual-looking box. Given its age of several hundred years, it should have long been depleted of its qi (life force/energy), but Xiao Yu noticed that a thread of death energy would occasionally seep out of the box. At this rate, even after thousands or tens of thousands of years, there might still be some left. This perplexing phenomenon puzzled Xiao Yu greatly.

Over these two days at home, Xiao Yu had looked up many references but couldn't figure out what kind of wood was used to make the box. Today, with so many renowned experts from Chasing Treasures present, should he ask them for their opinion

"Haha, Xiao Yu! Let's go—today, Chasing Treasures is being hosted in our antique city. I have a few treasures that need expert eyes on them; would you like to come along with me" Wei Jun rushed in excitedly.

"Brother Jun, it's not possible today. There are so many sick people today that I don't think I can make it," Xiao Yu said helplessly as he spread his hands.

"Let's go..."

"Xiao, tidy up. We're going to make a house call soon. You'd better do well!" Just as Wei Jun was about to speak, the new manager of the antiques market, Fang Yuan, walked in angrily and said.

"Eh Manager Fang, what's wrong Who got you upset" Before Xiao Yu could say anything, Wei Jun, who had his arms crossed and a sly look on his face, spoke up from the side.

Fang Yuan realized there were other people in the room when he heard someone talking. Turning to see it was Wei Jun, Fang Yuan knew him because his father and Wei Jun's father knew each other, but they had only met a few times as their social statuses were different. Wei Jun’s father was a famous figure in the commercial diving community, while Fang Yuan himself was just an employee managing the antiques market.

"Young Master Wei is here too! It can't be helped; it's that Chen Jinghai bastard again. He thinks he has some authority because his brother-in-law works for the government and constantly opposes me. I'm supposed to put up a show by setting up this medical room, but he claims I hired some quack doctor from God knows where. He doesn’t take company money seriously; it's all about him wanting to be the general manager," Fang Yuan said as he explained his anger.

"Ah, you see, yesterday’s expert who came from Beijing fell ill and was hospitalized overnight with no improvement in sight. Just now, while they were still here discussing this matter, I thought it would be best if Xiao Yu could take a look..." With a sigh, Fang Yuan looked at Xiao Yu with a helpless expression. It was clear that he didn’t hold much hope for Xiao Yu, considering the medical room’s setup was just to create an impression; apart from hearing Wei Jun say that Xiao Yu graduated from the Shendai Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, he knew nothing more about him. Back then, it had been all about using the reputation of the Shendai Hospital and not much thought went into his actual medical skills.lness apart from Xiao Yu, especially given that they already knew the cause of his condition.Manager Wang wiped the sweat off his forehead once he stepped outside. When Xiao Yu mentioned a 5 million y...