Chapter 67

When he saw Doctor Guo, Brother Xiaoma understood that it was Doctor Guo who had called the police, and he even claimed that Old Mr. Xiang had been kidnapped.

Brother Xiaoma raised his hands.

In this situation, this was the wisest decision.

"Comrades of the police, I think you might have misunderstood. This is Director Xiang's home," Brother Xiaoma said calmly. Although many police officers had arrived, fortunately, the special police were not called.

"There is no misunderstanding. We know this is Director Xiang's home."

"I am a friend of Director Xiang, not a kidnapper," Brother Xiaoma explained.

"We received a report that someone had kidnapped Director Xiang's father."

"Old Mr. Xiang is not being kidnapped. If you don't believe me, a few of you can go inside and check," Brother Xiaoma said, looking at the police.

"Is everything okay?" The police officer looked at Doctor Guo beside him.

"Sir, don't listen to his nonsense. I am Old Mr. Xiang's attending physician. Here is my identification," Doctor Guo showed his credentials and work permit.

Seeing the credentials in his hand, the police officers naturally did not dare to take it lightly. The Xiang family was a prominent clan, with remarkable figures in both the business and political worlds. They could not afford to make any mistakes.

"Arrest him first. A few of you, go inside and remember to ensure Old Mr. Xiang's safety."

Brother Xiaoma did not resist and was taken away by two police officers. Then, six police officers rushed in. When these six police officers rushed in, they were stunned.

"Little brother, have some tea." Old Mr. Xiang poured a cup of tea for Xiaotian. The other people in the room were all busy with their own tasks. This didn't look like a kidnapping at all; it was more like entertaining a distinguished guest.

"Good tea," Xiaotian praised after taking a sip.

"This..." The police officers at the door lowered their guns, unsure of what to do.

"Would you like to sit down and have some tea? It tastes very good," Xiaotian looked up at the police officers.

"Mr. Xiang, what's going on here? We received a report that you were kidnapped."

"Nonsense, do I look like I'm being kidnapped?"

"But the person who reported it was your attending physician."

"He was fired a long time ago. He might be seeking revenge, so he staged this prank."

"Mr. Xiang, I apologize for the disturbance."

The police officers turned and left.

"Chief, we were fooled. There's no one inside who's being kidnapped."

"What?" The police chief turned to look at Doctor Guo.

"Sir, don't be misled by their words. That person doesn't have a medical license, but he was treating Old Mr. Xiang inside. This is illegal. He is a fraud," Doctor Guo explained hurriedly.

"Chief, there's no one inside treating anyone. Old Mr. Xiang is entertaining guests."

"Great, you dare to file a false report." The police chief shouted angrily, "Arrest him."

"Can you let me go now?" Brother Xiaoma smiled slightly.

"Sir, I apologize." The police chief personally apologized.

"It's okay, you were just doing your job," Brother Xiaoma did not make things difficult for them.

"No treatment? That's impossible. I clearly saw it," Doctor Guo shouted loudly.

"Take him away."

The police came quickly and left just as quickly. They were from the nearby police station and had mobilized all their forces upon hearing that a kidnapping had occurred at Director Xiang's home.

"Old man, are you feeling better?" Brother Xiaoma's first impression of Old Mr. Xiang was that he looked younger.

"Even you noticed. I felt like my illness was completely gone just now," Old Mr. Xiang smiled. When Xiaotian removed the needles, he felt like he had become younger, and he no longer felt any pain.

"Xiaotian, you are truly amazing," Brother Xiaoma looked at Xiaotian in disbelief.

"It's not that magical. It's just a strong contrast. The first treatment can create this illusion. Tonight, Old Mr. Xiang might have diarrhea," Xiaotian explained.

"Diarrhea?"

"Yes, the best way to expel toxins from the body is through diarrhea. Old Mr. Xiang's immune system has been activated and can expel the disease on its own."

"Thank you so much." Old Mr. Xiang filled Xiaotian's cup with tea.

"Old man, it's too early to say thank you. I need to come and give you acupuncture every three days for a month for your body to fully recover."

"That would be a bother, little brother." Old Mr. Xiang said respectfully.

"Old man, you are too kind. You are my brother's senior, so you are my senior as well. This is what I should do," Xiaotian smiled.

"Neither arrogant nor impatient, it's rare to find a young person with such grace," Old Mr. Xiang praised.

"Old man, since your illness is no longer a big issue, we should leave now." Brother Xiaoma stood up, preparing to leave.

"Don't be in such a hurry. Stay for dinner today," Old Mr. Xiang said quickly.

"Old man, there will be many more opportunities." Brother Xiaoma declined.

"Since that's the case, I won't insist. This little trinket is of no use to me, so I'll give it to you, little brother." Old Mr. Xiang handed the brocade box containing the silver needles to Xiaotian.

"No, that's too precious," Xiaotian said hurriedly.

"Fine horses are common, but good judges of horses are rare. This thing is just a decoration to me, but in your hands, it will not be wasted," the old man said calmly.

"Still no, old man. I can't accept this. It's an invaluable treasure for a doctor." Xiaotian knew that if this set of Bian Que's divine needles were auctioned, the price would be astronomical.

"Are you looking down on me, little brother?" Old Mr. Xiang said with a serious expression.

"Xiaotian, take it. You need it to treat the old man's illness," Brother Xiaoma advised.

"Alright, thank you for your kindness, old man." Xiaotian nodded and took the box.

The two left the Xiang family's villa.

"Xiaotian, you've really helped me a lot," Brother Xiaoma said excitedly, looking at Xiaotian.

"You are my closest brother," Xiaotian said without much elaboration, but his meaning was clear.

You are my big apple.

"Hello, who is it?"

"It's Lin Bingbing."

"Big sister police officer, do you miss me?"

"Miss you, my big head ghost. I need your help with something."

"Where are you? I'll be right there."