Lin Fan cured the white man purely because he wanted these people gone as soon as possible; he still had things to discuss with Master Xiao Ye.

But Lin Fan’s extraordinary Medical Skill shocked everyone; not only were those few old Chinese doctors dumbfounded, the patient’s family immediately made a request, asking Lin Fan to go treat another patient.

Lin Fan had come to the United Kingdom to look for Li Zixia; that was his only goal. He had no interest in other matters. That incident on the plane was just a disaster he couldn’t avoid—he was on the plane; there was no way to dodge it.

"Well... sorry, I don’t really have any free time lately, I’m afraid I can’t help you." Lin Fan directly turned down the young white woman. He didn’t know much about foreigners; he’d heard they tended to be straightforward, so he simply went straight to the point.

The young white woman said, "Go handle your business first, it’s fine. When you’re done, we’ll get in touch again. This is my business card, call me!"

The young woman handed Lin Fan a business card.

Lin Fan’s intention was actually to refuse her; he didn’t plan to go treat anyone. But there was no need to put it too bluntly, so he still took the card and casually slipped it into his pocket. As long as he didn’t call, the other side should get the message.

The young woman then said, "Alright, how much should we pay for the treatment just now?"

Master Xiao Ye had almost killed the patient, so he was in no mood to take money. He looked at Lin Fan. "The patient was cured by this young man; it depends on what he says."

Everyone looked at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan smiled. "This is my first time in the United Kingdom, and I don’t know the going rates here. In the eyes of you seniors, how much should we charge?"

If Lin Fan decided on his own, he’d just take a casual amount; he wasn’t relying on this to eat. But he’d just heard the old Chinese doctors saying they wanted to ruthlessly fleece these foreigners, so Lin Fan didn’t feel like spoiling their fun. Foreigners, right? Then fleece them. Back in the day, the United Kingdom looted silver from the Great Qing; charging these foreigners a bit more now was perfectly reasonable.

Seeing Lin Fan ask for their opinion, the old Chinese doctors felt this young man really knew how to handle people; not only was his Medical Skill extraordinary, he also gave them a lot of face.

"This young man just now used acupuncture and carried forward the prestige of our Chinese medicine, letting foreigners see how powerful it is. Their Western medicine failed to cure the patient and yet charged sky‑high fees; now that we Chinese medicine doctors have cured him, our fee can’t be low!"

"Exactly. Otherwise how can we show the value of Chinese medicine?"

"In my opinion, this time we should at least charge 100,000, in Pounds!"

"I agree!" The others all nodded.

Lin Fan smiled. "100,000 Pounds, huh? Alright, let me see if they can afford it."

Lin Fan then said to the white woman in English, "My uncles say the fee this time should be 100,000 Pounds. Do you have any objections?"

100,000 Pounds was more than 800,000 Huaxia Coin—definitely not a small sum. Even for fleecing foreigners, this was hitting them pretty hard.

If the other side had difficulties, Lin Fan could reduce or waive the fee. But from what he’d observed, this family was definitely not poor. On the contrary, they were clearly of high status and wealthy.

Sure enough, when she heard 100,000 Pounds, the young white woman didn’t even frown. She said, "No problem, I’ll write a check for Mr. Lin."

She deftly took out a checkbook and wrote Lin Fan a check for 100,000 Pounds without even blinking.

The white man and the rest of his family had no objections at all; instead, they were very happy.

"Spending a hundred thousand for a life—totally worth it!"

"Huaxia Medical Skill is not only amazing, the fee is so reasonable. Absolutely brilliant!"

"He’s been sick this time and we’ve already spent a total of a million Pounds, and he still didn’t get better. Now he’s cured for just 100,000—what a bargain!"

"Chinese medicine really has a conscience!"

The few white folks were over the moon.

Seeing how happy they were, the old Chinese doctors actually felt a bit regretful. If they’d known these people were this rich, they should’ve charged even more. Their courage still wasn’t big enough.

"Mr. Lin, if you help my friend treat her illness, you’ll earn even more. In the United Kingdom, my friend can give you anything." The young white woman said to Lin Fan.

Their family was wealthy, so her friend was probably also rich or noble. Given how boldly she spoke, that friend’s background likely wasn’t small.

Lin Fan smiled. "Give me anything? Don’t tell me your friend is the Queen of England?"

He said it in a joking tone.

Who would have thought the young white woman would actually give him a suggestive smile. "You’ll find out then."

It seemed that even if her friend wasn’t the Queen of England, her status probably wasn’t far off. What kind of existence was that?

Lin Fan was genuinely a bit curious now.

After the money was settled, these rich white folks took their leave and left the herbal shop.

The old Chinese doctors, however, didn’t leave; they all kept looking at Lin Fan.

"Young man, may I ask your honorable name, and which master you studied under?" the middle‑aged man asked.

Lin Fan said, "My name is Lin Fan."

"Just now we heard you say you’d just arrived in the United Kingdom. So you’re not an emigrant?" the old Chinese doctor with graying beard asked.

Lin Fan said, "I’m not. I came over from Huaxia. I’m here to see Master Ye."

On hearing that, everyone nodded in sudden realization. So he’d come to see Master Ye. It seemed Lin Fan was also the descendant of a famous family and had a generational friendship with Master Ye. No wonder. Master Ye’s Medical Skill was superb; her close family friends were probably also great masters of the craft. Lin Fan, so young and already so skilled, was clearly a genius of the younger generation.

Huaxia Medical Skill is broad and profound; the most authentic Huaxia Medical Skill is in Huaxia itself, hidden away from the world.

A genius like Lin Fan came along only once in many years; even as old Chinese doctors, they could only look up to him.

Lin Fan couldn’t be bothered to explain, mostly because it would be hard to tell them his Medical Skill had been gifted by a system.

"Seniors, I have matters to discuss with Master Ye. Another day, when I have time, I’ll come pay my respects to you all," Lin Fan said politely.

Hearing this, they knew when to back off, and they all took their leave.

Very soon, only Lin Fan and Master Xiao Ye were left in the shop.

Master Xiao Ye asked curiously, "Mr. Lin, you came to find me?"

Lin Fan said, "I’m here to find Liu Yuying, Master Liu."

Master Xiao Ye was startled. "You know my mother’s full name? May I ask what your relationship is with Ye Tianyu?"

Lin Fan said, "I came to the United Kingdom at Brother Ye’s request to look for Li Zixia. May I ask where your honored mother is now?"

Master Xiao Ye said, "My mother went out to look for Miss Li and hasn’t been back for three days. I’ve tried to contact her, but I haven’t been able to reach her at all."

Lin Fan frowned slightly. "Exactly when did Li Zixia disappear?"

Master Xiao Ye said, "It’s been four days altogether now. Four days ago, my mother suddenly received a call from Miss Li. Miss Li sounded very anxious on the phone. Before she finished speaking, the call cut off. When my mother went to look for her, Miss Li was already gone."

Lin Fan said, "Li Zixia wasn’t living with you?"

Master Xiao Ye sighed. "Mr. Lin, there’s something you don’t know. About a year ago, Miss Li came to us. Later something happened, and she moved out."