Chapter 969 - Overwhelming Stench (2/2)
‘The Young Divine Doctor, heh?’
Song Yang snorted in contempt, but still swiftly took out his smartphone and quickly searched for “Young Divine Doctor Tang Xiu”. In just a few seconds, the contemptuous look on his face a moment ago instantly froze and his eyes turned round, nearly bulging out of their sockets.
“What’s wrong?”
Upon seeing his younger brother’s expression, Song Xiang looked puzzled and reached out to snatch Song Yang’s smartphone. As he took a fast glance at the screen, a look of disbelief and incredulity covered his face since there were so many articles about Tang Xiu on the Internet, especially regarding his identity as a miracle-working doctor who had saved patients and cured their disease. There was a lot of hype and praises about him, hailing him as the reincarnation of Bian Que and the living Hua Tuo.
“No way. Could it be that all these reports on the Internet are real?” muttered Song Yang with a somewhat strange voice, “He… he really excels in Chinese medicine? But… but how is this possible?”
Song Xiang standing next to him was also shocked, yet there was also a happy expression on his face. He said in a deep voice, “I told you nothing in human life can be predicted so easily, and to never judge someone based on their appearance, didn’t I? Have you forgotten the old adage that says that men cannot be judged by their looks and that you can’t measure the ocean with a bushel? He comes from China—a country with more than a billion people, where hidden dragons and crouching tigers have always appeared for countless generations. Maybe Tang Xiu really has an extraordinary talent in traditional Chinese medicine.”
Song Yang snatched back his smartphone and swiped the screen with his finger to read the news, continuing his search for more information. Only after a long time did he finally stop and heave a sigh of relief. At this time, however, there was no longer anger on his face, but an embarrassed expression instead as he let out a dry smile and said, “What you said may be right, Big Brother. It is I who looked down on him.”
A smile was now worn on Song Xiang’s face and he nodded. “Regardless of the outcome of whether he is able to cure our mother or not, you owe him an apology. Let alone that he did it out of goodwill, just the fact that he’s the son of Uncle Tang is a must for us not to have a fight with him, got it?”
“I’ll behave and be more polite to him later,” replied Song Yang. “But if he can really cure Mom, let alone apologize, I’ll pull out my own heart if he wants it. I’ll never apologize to him if he can’t cure her!”
His response made Song Xian frown. But, as he was about to rebuke him, his nostrils suddenly twitched a few times and he looked at the other end of the corridor and said with a confused face, “Where does this stench come from?”
Song Yang also smelled the stench and then pointed to the massage room’s door and said, “This stench seems to be drifting out from that room. But… it’s strange, though. The housemaid usually cleans the massage room very deeply, and there’s nothing rotten there either. How can this stench come from there?”
The two men exchanged glances and their expressions suddenly changed as they dashed nearly at the same time toward the door and pushed it open.
Cough, cough….
A putrid stench burst out and greeted them, catching the two brothers off guard and causing them to choke and cough at the same time.
At the same time, Tang Xiu was standing by the massage bed. He turned around and saw Song Xiang and Song Yang coming in. Upon seeing their choking and miserable expressions, he immediately let out a smile and said, “I told you not to come inside, didn’t I? Yet you ignored it. Did you really doubt me and worry about my treatment perhaps?”
Song Xiang stopped coughing and held back the overwhelming nausea in his stomach. His eyes moved from Tang Xiu to his mother on the massage bed, only to notice that his mother’s clothes were drenched, while a dark and sticky grayish-black substance was covering her exposed skin. That grayish-black substance was the culprit of this putrid stench.
“Tang… Tang Xiu brother, how is my Mom?”
“The treatment process has been applied smoothly, but it’s not done yet,” said Tang Xiu with a smile. “Well, if you both can ignore the smell, then you can stay here and watch. But remember; do not disturb me. Of course, you can just leave the room and wait outside if you can’t stand the smell in the room.”
Song Yang firmly pressed his nostrils and looked at Tang Xiu’s calm expression. Strong admiration now birthed inside his heart. The pungent stench in the room was so unbearable that he felt like he couldn’t stay inside for even a minute, yet Tang Xiu seemed to not be disturbed by it whatsoever. Just this willpower was something he couldn’t compare with him.
“Damn. You’re amazing.”
He used his other hand to raise his thumb before turning around and rushing outside.
Song Xiang himself held his breath, but the stench still kept drilling in his nostrils. He wanted to stay inside to see Tang Xiu treat his mother, but the pungent smell irritated his nostrils too much, making eyes turn watery. He could only choose to go back outside, but quickly remarked before he left, “Thanks a bunch, Brother. I leave Mom in your hands.”
“Let’s spare all the polite chit-chat, shall we? I’ll definitely do my best.” Tang Xiu waved and smilingly said, “Also, remember to close the door when you’re outside and keep anyone from coming in. I’m afraid that they will disturb my treatment process.”
“Got it!” replied Song Xiang without hesitation. He then closed the door with his backhand.