Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group Chapter 1101 1076: Slapping Western Medicine in the Face

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Previously on Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group...
Ye Chen boldly challenged Dr. Bruce's dire prognosis that the Rock Clan patriarch had mere days to live, declaring he could cure the elder despite ridicule from Bruce, Calis, and Rock. Lin Wanrou defended Ye Chen, wagering her inheritance rights and marriage to Calis on his success. Ye Chen removed the tubes, performed acupuncture, and after the patriarch vomited black bile following a palm strike, the previously comatose elder moved, spoke of comfort, and opened his eyes, shocking everyone.

All those present were utterly shocked.

Ye Chen had just finished the acupuncture treatment and then delivered a firm slap to the elderly man's back, yet the old man emerged completely unharmed.

It was utterly inconceivable.

Bruce, in particular, wore an expression of total incredulity.

He had employed the latest cutting-edge medical devices for the diagnosis.

The senior's condition was deemed incurable, with no possible remedy.

Yet Ye Chen had now thoroughly embarrassed him.

Spotting the old man conscious, Lin Wanrou exclaimed joyfully: "Grandpa, how are you feeling?"

A spark ignited in the old man's previously dull eyes.

"I feel way better than ever, so refreshed."

With that, his eyes shifted toward Ye Chen.

Even in his comatose state earlier, the old man had perceived the outside noises but couldn't respond.

"Young friend, I owe you my life—thank you."

Ye Chen grinned: "Grandpa, I'm Wanrou's friend; it's only natural."

Just then, Rock hurried over as well.

"Grandpa, you're finally okay—thank you so much!"

Upon seeing Rock, the old man's expression soured instantly.

"You scoundrel! I told you to fetch a Chinese doctor for me, so why bring in a Western one?"

Rock's countenance paled a bit.

"Grandpa, I meant well—I figured Western medicine outshines Chinese medicine."

Slap!

The old man landed a sharp slap on Rock's cheek.

"You fool, you nearly cost me my life!"

Calis's visage grew even grimmer at that moment.

Still, he approached: "Grandpa, the physician I brought is among the world's top experts. Mr. Bruce had already healed your ailment; this youngster must be claiming credit unjustly."

The old man's features hardened further upon Calis's remark.

"You're Calis?"

Calis bowed with intent.

"Mr. Robinson, I'm Prince Calis from Sha Country. I've come to Hawk Country to wed your granddaughter, Lin Wanrou."

Lin Wanrou's face shifted uncomfortably at Calis's declaration.

She hadn't anticipated his direct proposal to her grandfather.

The old man furrowed his brow, glancing at Lin Wanrou.

"Do you consent?"

Lin Wanrou shook her head firmly: "Grandpa, I'd rather die than marry this man."

The old man nodded, then fixed his gaze on Calis.

"You heard her—my granddaughter refuses, so return to your homeland."

Calis's face twisted in displeasure.

Rock interjected hastily: "Grandpa, Calis is Sha Country's prince; our family shares extensive business ties with them—shouldn't you reconsider?"

Robinson's stare turned icy.

"I'm still alive, yet you presume to lead the family?"

"This!" Rock's expression flickered.

"Grandpa, that wasn't my intent."

Robinson scoffed: "My granddaughter marries whom she chooses. By the way, young friend, are you Wanrou's boyfriend?"

Wanrou's delicate cheeks flushed at Robinson's question.

Bruce approached abruptly then.

"Mr. Ye Chen, I've conducted a comprehensive scan of Mr. Robinson's health— it's beyond saving. How did you manage it?"

Ye Chen replied offhandedly: "I applied Chinese medicine techniques. With five millennia of heritage, Chinese medicine excels where Western medicine falls short, though both have merits."

"Is Chinese medicine truly so miraculous? Mr. Ye, please accept me as your disciple to study it."

Shock rippled through the crowd as Bruce sought apprenticeship under Ye Chen in Chinese medicine.

Bruce, a celebrated physician across Western Europe.

Dean of California Medical University, boasting over a dozen innovations.

His students dominate elite roles in global hospitals.

Yet here, the esteemed Mr. Bruce yearned to learn from a young Huaxia man.

It defied belief.

Eying the respectful Bruce, Ye Chen shook his head.

"Sorry, I can't take you on—I'm swamped."

The group gaped in astonishment.

Bruce, begging for discipleship, rejected by this youth.

Countless aspire to study under Bruce himself.

Though disappointed, Bruce resolved to master Chinese medicine in his lifetime, despite the refusal.

With the old man restored, joy filled some hearts while dread gripped others.

Calis's face remained ashen.

"Rock, what's our next move?"

Rock scowled darkly.

"Damn that old coot for reviving—don't fret, I'll honor my word. That Huaxia pest in our path? We eliminate him."

"But Ye Chen now has the old man's protection, and Lin Wanrou sticks close."

Rock sneered: "Doesn't the dance occur tonight?"

Calis's eyes gleamed: "You plan to shame him there, making him see the chasm between him and Wanrou?"

Rock affirmed: "Exactly—if he recognizes his limits and retreats, we talk terms. If he clings to Wanrou, accidents can happen."

Calis beamed with delight.

"Rock, secure Wanrou for me, and your terms are mine."

The more Lin Wanrou spurned Calis, the deeper his obsession grew.

To utter infatuation.

At midday, Robinson hosted a special lunch gathering.

Though outsiders, both Calis and Ye Chen joined.

Lin Wanrou sat next to Ye Chen at the table.

They exchanged words now and then, with her occasionally serving him dishes thoughtfully.

Across from them, Calis gripped his fists white-knuckled.

To him, Lin Wanrou was cuckolding him outright.

Intolerable.

Robinson lifted his glass.

"Mr. Ye, here's to you—thanks for preserving my life."

Ye Chen smiled: "A healer's duty is mercy, especially as Wanrou's kin—this was my obligation."

Rock then rose too.

"Mr. Ye, you've blessed our family—I toast you."

Lin Wanrou hadn't foreseen Rock toasting Ye Chen.

As the adage goes, one doesn't strike a smiling face.

Though wary of Rock's schemes, Ye Chen accepted the gesture in this setting.

Ye Chen smiled: "Cheers, Mr. Rock."

After draining their glasses, Rock added suddenly.

"Mr. Ye Chen, a grand noble dance awaits tonight—got time to join?"

Ye Chen eyed Lin Wanrou.

She subtly shook her head, urging refusal.

But Rock pressed: "Noble events demand strict protocols you might not know; if unsure, feel free to skip."

Provoked by Rock's taunt, Ye Chen arched a brow.

"Unsure? You're mistaken."

Ye Chen responded breezily: "Fine, Mr. Rock's invite honors me—I'll check out Hawk Country's elite noble gala."