Chapter 99: Old Black Tea

Ye Bufan's expression instantly darkened.

He was all too familiar with this loose-leaf red tea; it only cost a dozen yuan per pack and was incomparable to that box of West Lake Longjing.

Originally, he didn't care about the value of gifts, but this clearly showed favoritism, treating people differently based on their perceived status.

He angrily said, "Aunt, what is the meaning of this?"

Ouyang Hui said, "What's wrong? It's good enough that your mother drinks this kind of red tea.

Could it be that she still wants to drink my West Lake Longjing? Is this something you people can drink?"

Ye Bufan angrily said, "Why isn't my mother worthy of drinking Longjing?"

Kang Zhijun sneered, "Ye Bufan, you really dare to say anything.

Don't you even look at your own status?

This West Lake Longjing costs ten thousand yuan a box.

Are you, a poor ghost, worthy of drinking it?

Aren't you afraid of biting your tongue?"

What he said was very excessive, but Ouyang Hui showed no intention of stopping him.

In her eyes, her elder sister's family was the lowest class, and treating them differently was perfectly acceptable.

"Xiao Fan, say less.

Your aunt is a guest, and besides, Mom's stomach isn't good, so she happens to like red tea."

Ouyang Lan quickly pulled Ye Bufan, who was about to explode, and took the red tea.

Then she said to Ouyang Hui, "Xiao Hui, did you come to Jiangnan City for business this time?"

Ouyang Hui's expression, which had been full of superiority, instantly dimmed.

She sighed and said, "Yes, I brought Xiao Jun to see a doctor."

Ouyang Lan said in surprise, "See a doctor?

Xiao Jun seems fine, is he feeling unwell somewhere?"

"Alas!

A month ago, my Xiao Jun suddenly got a strange illness.

Every midnight, he would have a splitting headache, but during the day, he would be as if nothing happened.

Recently, I haven't been working; I've been taking him everywhere to see doctors, but even the top hospitals in the Imperial Capital couldn't find anything wrong.

There was nothing I could do, so I could only bring him to see a Chinese medicine doctor.

I heard that Cao, the Old Master of Baicao Hall, is the best Chinese medicine expert, so I wanted to take Xiao Jun to see him, but recently, Cao, the Old Master seems to be learning some needle technique and isn't seeing patients at all.

There was nothing I could do, so I had to find Secretary Wang of the Health Bureau through connections, hoping he could help me speak to Cao, the Old Master, to see Xiao Jun.

This tea is prepared for him."

At this point, Ouyang Hui seemed to feel she had said too much.

She shook her head and said, "It's useless to tell you all this; you can't help."

"We can help."

Hearing that Kang Zhijun had contracted this strange illness, Ouyang Lan said with concern, "Xiao Fan still has some connections in Jiangnan City.

Why don't you let him try to talk about it?"

She was just kind, not foolish; on the contrary, she was very clever deep down.

Ye Bufan had been thriving recently, able to make important figures proactively come to his door to give him a hotel, and he also found a beautiful and extraordinary girlfriend like Qin Chuchu.

She saw all of this and naturally knew that her son was no longer an ordinary person.

Ouyang Lan sincerely wanted to help, but these words sounded like a joke to Ouyang Hui.

She chuckled, full of disdain, and said, "You two, a mother who sells steamed buns and lives hand-to-mouth, and a son who couldn't afford tuition and lives day-to-day, actually have the nerve to say you can help us.

I really don't know who gave you the courage."

Ouyang Lan said, "Why don't you believe me?

Xiao Fan is very capable now.

My illness was cured by him, and he has also cured many important figures during this time…"

Kang Zhijun said, "Aunt, stop bragging for him.

How high can the Medical skill of a student who hasn't even graduated from medical school be?

You should keep your abilities for yourselves."

Ouyang Hui said in a strange tone, "Yes, our Xiao Jun is delicate, and we can't just casually use him as a guinea pig."

Ouyang Lan anxiously said, "Xiao Hui, what I'm saying is true.

Xiao Fan really has cured many important figures.

This restaurant…"

Before she could finish, she was again unceremoniously interrupted by Ouyang Hui.

"Alright, Big Sister, I work at the Health Bureau, so I have basic medical knowledge.

Don't even think about lying to me.

Besides, the important figures in your eyes are just noodle sellers or meat sellers; how high can their status be?"

Kang Zhijun said arrogantly, "The person we're looking for this time is Director Zhou's chief secretary.

You people haven't even met such a big leader, let alone ask them for help with things.

If it weren't for him being an old classmate of my dad, he wouldn't help."

Ouyang Hui followed up, "Yes, Secretary Wang is Director Zhou's secretary, so Cao, the Old Master will surely give him some Face and definitely see our Xiao Jun."

Ouyang Lan wanted to say something more, but Ye Bufan pulled her back.

"Mom, didn't you see?

They're avoiding you, so why should we bother with them?"

Ouyang Lan said, "No matter what, she's your aunt, and Xiao Jun is sick.

Don't stoop to their level."

"You treat them as family, but they don't even have you in their eyes."

Ye Bufan reached back, grabbed the pack of red tea, and threw it into the trash can.

"Mom, it's better not to bother with such people in the future."

"Your maternal grandfather passed away early, and your maternal grandmother is not well by herself.

I raised Xiao Hui myself, so if she has any flaws, it's because I didn't teach her well.

For my sake, please don't argue with her, okay?"

What Ouyang Lan said was from the heart.

Although she felt uncomfortable, she had raised her younger siblings herself, especially the youngest, Ouyang Hui, who was like a child in her eyes.

No matter how excessive Ouyang Hui was, she believed it was due to her own lack of proper upbringing, feeling a hint of guilt, which was also the reason for her endless principled tolerance.

Ye Bufan sighed and said, "Forget it, Mom, let's not talk about these unhappy things.

And don't even mention future matters.

Didn't you see that they came this time just to collect a debt?

They won't be coming back again."

Ouyang Lan opened her mouth but ultimately said nothing.

She wasn't foolish; she naturally knew her son was right.

Just then, Ye Bufan's phone rang in his pocket.

He looked at it; it was Cao Xinghua calling.

He pressed the answer button, and Cao Xinghua's respectful voice came through the receiver: "Senior Brother, I am too dull.

I've been practicing the Qusha Thirteen Needles you taught me for so many days, but I still can't grasp the main points.

Can you spare some time to guide me?"

Since accepting Cao Xinghua into the Ancient Medical Sect on behalf of his master, Ye Bufan began to teach him Medical skill.

The Nine Needles of Returning to Life required using Qi to manipulate the needles, which the old man couldn't learn, so he imparted another set of Qusha Thirteen Needles.

This set of needle techniques was also a unique skill of the Ancient Medical Sect, with miraculous effects on illnesses caused by the invasion of Yin Qi.

Cao Xinghua treasured the needle technique as if it were a priceless treasure.

He had been practicing in seclusion at home these days, but unfortunately, he couldn't grasp the main points, which was why he called for help today.

Ye Bufan said, "Alright then, wait for me at home; I'll be right over."

"That's great, thank you, Senior Brother."

Cao Xinghua finished speaking and happily hung up the phone.

Ye Bufan greeted his mother, then left and hurried towards Baicao Hall.