When the prince is reborn, he will only hit me if he doesn't hit the wall!

"Ha... This Ling Qiu is really good at using his 'tiger skin'..."

Xu Xinyue laughed out of anger. It was really true that when you are sitting on the roof, the pot will fall from the sky.

I left Kyoto some time ago and indeed left Jishidiang for a while. I have been very busy recently and have not made any public appearances since then.

But Ling Qiu took advantage of the opportunity!

If the treatment is successful, the credit will naturally go to Ling Qiu. He will not only solve the dean's urgent problem, but also win his favor. He might even snatch Xu Xinyue's business.

Qiulu Bookstore has revived.

If anything goes wrong during the process and the patient is not cured, everything can be blamed on the fact that "Miracle Doctor Xue" is not skilled in medicine and is only seeking fame. For him, at most he will be blamed for not being able to judge people well.

Whether these students can be cured or not, it will not cause any harm to Yu Lingqiu.

Xu Xinyue suppressed the urge to go up and slap him, and patiently continued to listen to the conversation below.

Qin Yuechuan patted the back of her hand and said, "It's okay. He will pay the price for his nonsense later."

Xu Xinyue observed the actions below.

"Ah."

The dean below asked again: "Oh? Are you serious about what Mr. Ling said?"

While saying this, I was muttering to myself: The young boss of Yangchun Bookstore is really right.

As expected, Qiulu Bookstore came to the door and offered to detoxify me.

If I had not known the truth, I would probably have fallen into his trap, abandoned Yangchun Bookstore and signed a new contract with him.

The dean said happily: "Such a good thing, little friend Ling, do you have any other requests?"

"It's not that difficult. Since Yangchun Bookstore is not doing a good job, the books must not be used anymore. Has the dean ever thought about cooperating with Qiulu Bookstore again?"

The dean thought to himself that this was indeed the case and he admired Xu Xinyue even more. She had actually guessed everything.

"This... Previously, the prices of Qiulu Bookstore were really unaffordable for this academy."

"It was our fault for not thinking it through before. I have discussed it with our boss and have re-set the price. Take a look -"

Ling Qiu took out a piece of plain paper from his sleeve and pushed it in front of the dean. As if he was determined to win, his eyebrows were unbridled, and he smiled and said to the dean:

"If you sign, the money for Doctor Xue's detoxification will be paid by our Qiulu Bookstore, and it will be regarded as our token of cooperation."

The dean took it and looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but get angry. Qiulu Bookstore was sure that they would cooperate with him. Although the price on paper was much lower than last time, it was still higher than Yangchun Bookstore, which was 20% of the market price.

The so-called detoxification is both a temptation and a threat.

If it weren't for the previous incident with Xu Xinyue, he would have had to sign the contract today. Even though he knew it was a loss, he had to swallow it.

The dean was both annoyed and relieved.

Fortunately, Xu Xinyue had anticipated this and made preparations.

I cursed Ling Qiu a thousand times in my heart. Even at this time, he still took advantage of the situation!

However, he still followed the plan and responded to Ling Qiu: "This matter is of great importance. I must first ensure the safety of my students. If you are really sincere, cure my students first, and then I will sign the contract with you."

Ling Qiu's smile faded a little, and a sinister look appeared in his eyes: "Dean, you are not in a position to negotiate with me. I am afraid that no one can save the students of this academy except today."

Perhaps the real Divine Doctor Xue does have a way to detoxify, but Ling Qiu recently heard from Jishidiang that Divine Doctor Xue seemed to have gone on a long journey and is now missing.

If not for this, Ling Qiu would not have brought people here to impersonate him. There is no way to verify it, so who would dare to question it?

As long as the poison is removed, no one cares whether the person he brought is the real Doctor Xue.

Now the dean is actually negotiating with him? What's his confidence? Doesn't he know what kind of situation he is in now?

"Dean, if that's the case, then there's no need for us to talk anymore!"

Ling Qiu pretended to stand up and prepared to leave, only for the dean to look panicked and call him back.

However, the expected hasty retention did not occur.

Ling Qiu frowned and walked slowly to the door. He was hesitating whether to leave when he suddenly heard the dean at the tea table say, "Little friend Ling."

Ling Qiu was pleased, thinking that this was just as he had expected.

He said, "The dean has changed his mind? It's not too late. I can still..."

But when he heard the dean's next sentence, he almost swallowed his tongue.

"My dear Ling, remember to close the door when you go out."

Ling Qiu said in a cold tone: "Does the dean really not care about the safety and life of the students?"

The dean did not turn around, but poured himself a cup of tea, blew away the foam, and said calmly: "I am worried, but Ling Xiaoyou is unwilling to give in, what can I do? Maybe my students and my academy are destined to have a disaster, this is the fate we are waiting for."

Ling Qiu couldn't believe his ears. How come he couldn't understand every word the dean said?

Is this a case of throwing the jar into the ground?

Are you willing to disregard human lives for such a small amount of money?

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Ling, I am concerned about the safety of the students in my academy. I have a friend who is also an extraordinary doctor. He is already on his way to Kyoto. Who knows, he may not be worse than the Divine Doctor Xue you mentioned."

"It's just a detoxification. There are so many talented people in the world. You don't have to be the one, don't you think?"

After saying this, the dean took a sip of hot tea and said, "My dear Ling, if you don't even have this much sincerity, then you can go back. My friend will be here tomorrow."

Ling Qiu gritted his teeth. He was sure to win the order today, but he didn't expect such a sudden change. This old man was really stubborn.

That's it!

The poison must be detoxified eventually, and it won't be a big deal before or after. If the old man dares to go back on his word, he has plenty of ways to do it.

Ling Qiu gave in and walked back to the tea table: "Okay, let's detoxify the students first. The dean must keep his word."

The dean stood up and said, "Of course, little friend Ling, please follow me."

Ling Qiu called upon the "Divine Doctor Xue" he brought today to follow along.

Going to the centralized housing for sick students, the dean led the way without looking back.

Ling Qiu made a few gestures to the people around him and nodded to that person.

When they reached the door, the dean did not hesitate to push the door open and walked in. He pointed at the people lying side by side and said, "These are the sick students. Please come in."

"Dr. Xue" didn't say much. He strode forward, opened the medicine box with confidence, and prepared to take out the antidote.

"Hey, this 'miracle doctor'? He doesn't even need to check the patient's pulse?" the dean asked in confusion.

"Divine Doctor Xue" paused, then pretended to be serious and said, "I can tell the answer to these questions at a glance. There's no need to feel your pulse."

"However, since the dean has doubts, there is no harm in me giving him a diagnosis..."

His hand touched the student's wrist, and before he finished speaking, the relaxed and casual look in the corners of his eyes gradually disappeared, and the furrow between his brows gradually deepened, replaced by a look of disbelief.

He diagnosed the patient over and over again, and the results were always the same.

"Dr. Xue" walked to the side of another student, felt their pulse as well, lifted their eyelids, observed their complexion, and withdrew his hands helplessly.

He stood beside the last student, silent, with his brows furrowed in thought.

The dean, with his hands in his sleeves, asked in confusion, "What's wrong? This miracle doctor? Is there anything wrong? Can't he be cured?"

Somehow, Ling Qiu felt that the dean's tone of voice was very sarcastic.

Ling Qiu sensed that something was wrong and said hurriedly, "I will inquire about this matter carefully, so there is no need to worry, Dean."

The dean nodded and did not refute. He just stood there with his back turned and did not move.

Ling Qiu stepped forward, lowered his voice, and asked anxiously: "What's going on? Why don't you take out the antidote? What are you waiting for? Isn't this what we have prepared a long time ago?"

"It's not that I don't want to use medicine, but the symptoms of these people are different from the poisons we used before. It's really impossible to use medicine? I can't cure these poisons."

Ling Qiu Dahai almost couldn't hold back his voice: "What did you say!?"