The five-and-a-half-year-old baby doctor comes to the city to cure those who refuse to listen.

The lanterns in the courtyard went out.

The old man's suit was stretched tattered by his bulging muscles.

He let out a roar that sounded inhuman, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared intently at the unfinished bowl of "Meng Po soup" on the table.

"Protect the Chu advisor!"

The guards brought by Li Weiguo reacted extremely quickly, instantly forming a human wall, their dark gun barrels pointed at the crazed old man.

The guests were so frightened that their legs went weak and they frantically tried to dodge.

Mr. Li, who had traded a seat at a five-star hotel, scrambled behind a pillar, his legs trembling uncontrollably.

Taking advantage of his nimble legs, Qian Bancheng crawled directly under the table.

Only Chu Chen remained seated comfortably in his high chair.

He slowly finished the last sip of Jianlibao and burped.

"Burp~"

The sound was exceptionally clear in the deathly silent courtyard.

Everyone's attention instantly shifted from the raging old man to five-year-old Chu Chen.

Lin Jianguo's heart was in his throat. He rushed over and tried to carry Chu Chen away.

"Chen'er, danger!"

"Grandpa, don't panic."

Chu Chen slid off the bar stool and patted Lin Jianguo's arm.

He walked to the front of the human wall, poked his little head out, and curiously looked at the old man who was still roaring.

"Tsk tsk."

Chu Chen shook his head, like an audience member watching a monkey show.

"The special effects for this bloodline awakening are way too fake."

"What?"

Li Weiguo didn't understand, but he still nervously stood in front of Chu Chen.

"Advisor Chu, something's wrong with this person, we..."

"There's nothing wrong with my soup."

Chu Chen pointed at the old man and explained in a childish voice.

"There was something dirty inside his body all along."

"The spiritual energy in this soup is so strong that it activated that thing instantly."

He tilted his head, looking at Professor Qian's team, who were already terrified.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and record the data!"

"This is a top-grade live specimen, a once-in-a-century find. You won't get another chance like this."

Professor Qian and his team suddenly realized what was happening and frantically turned on all the instruments.

"roar--"

The old man seemed to be stimulated by the light emitted by the instrument. He roared and charged towards them.

"Fire!"

Li Weiguo was about to give the order.

Chu Chen waved his little hand.

"Don't make my yard dirty."

He casually picked up a rosewood chopstick that he had just dropped while eating shredded potatoes from the ground.

Just as the old man's fist, as big as a clay pot, was about to smash into Li Weiguo's face.

Chu Chen moved.

His small figure, like a bolt of lightning, slipped through the gap in the human wall.

Instead of retreating, they advanced, facing the foul wind, and reached the old man in one step.

"Certainly."

He uttered a single word softly.

He gently touched the old man's forehead with the chopsticks in his hand.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The ferocious old man remained frozen in place, still in the position of throwing a punch.

His bloodshot eyes were filled with violence and madness, but his body was completely immobile.

The courtyard was so quiet you could hear someone breathing.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at this unbelievable scene.

A ferocious monster, two meters tall and with bulging muscles.

A five-year-old child, less than a meter tall, holding a chopstick.

The scene looks strikingly contrasting.

"Done, job done."

Chu Chen threw down his chopsticks and clapped his hands.

He walked up to the frozen old man, stood on tiptoe, and patted his face with his chubby little hand.

"Uncle, my package doesn't include the service of awakening the berserk bloodline."

He turned his head and looked at the elderly man's family members, who were hiding in the corner and were completely terrified.

"That's a different price."

"If you want him to turn back, you'll have to pay more."

The family was stunned for a long time before they reacted and scrambled to their knees in front of Chu Chen.

"Add more! We'll add more money!"

"Young miracle doctor, please save my old man!"

Chu Chen nodded in satisfaction.

He turned back to the main table, picked up an empty bowl, and ladled some more dark broth from the pot of "Meng Po soup".

Then, he took out a White Rabbit milk candy from his pocket, unwrapped it, and threw it into the bowl.

"Take it and force it down his throat."

The family members hurriedly took the bowl, pried open the old man's mouth, and poured the soup with milk sugar into his mouth.

A bizarre scene unfolded.

The black aura surrounding the old man faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The swollen muscles slowly atrophied, and the bloodshot eyes regained their clarity.

"Thump."

His legs buckled, and he collapsed to his knees, panting heavily, his eyes filled with lingering fear.

A huge crisis was resolved with a piece of candy.

The bigwigs in the courtyard were no longer looking at Chu Chen as a person.

That's looking at God.

Chu Chen climbed back onto his high stool, swinging his short legs.

"We've eaten and watched the show, let's all go home."

He waved his hand, as if shooing away flies.

The bigwigs felt as if they had been granted a pardon and took their leave one after another. As they left, they subconsciously bowed to the two master waiters who were carrying the dishes.

Zhao Wuji and Zhao Tiansha were on the verge of tears.

What kind of nonsense is this?!

……

The next morning.

Because of the "spiritual private kitchen" and "bloodline awakening" incidents, Qianlongju has become the most mysterious and awe-inspiring place in the capital.

Lin Jianguo's hands trembled as he looked at the exaggerated reports in the newspaper.

"Chen'er, this...this has such a huge impact."

"Grandpa, calm down."

Chu Chen was sitting on the Nine Dragon Cauldron, directing Zhou Tian to water the "Immortal Vegetable".

What was poured on was, of course, the mixture of "body impurities" expelled by that group of big shots yesterday.

Zhou Tian pinched his nose while watering the plants, all the while complaining.

"Brother Chen, this smell is too strong, even stronger than Director Zhao's dormitory."

The toilet manager, Zhao Wuji, and the chief cleaner, Zhao Tiansha, were sweeping the floor nearby when they heard this and almost dropped their brooms.

Just then, Falcon walked in from outside, looking flustered.

"Advisor Chu."

"explain."

Chu Chen didn't even turn his head.

"The remnants of Huichuntang, together with several overseas pharmaceutical companies, launched an oral liquid called 'Life No. 1' in Hong Kong."

Falcon's face was grim.

"They say its effects are similar to your 'miracle vegetable,' but the price is only one percent of ours."

"They also invited a lot of media outlets to say that we were engaging in feudal superstition, using scarcity marketing, and exploiting people."

Lin Jianguo panicked upon hearing this.

"Isn't this malicious competition? Isn't this spreading rumors!"

"It's more than just spreading rumors."

Falcon took a newspaper from his pocket and handed it over.

"They even hired a so-called 'expert' to analyze the ingredients of our 'immortal vegetable,' saying that it contains hallucinogens and stimulants, and that long-term use will lead to dependence and eventually sudden death."

"fart!"

Lin Jianguo was so angry that he was trembling all over.

Chu Chen finally jumped off the Nine Dragon Cauldron.

He took the newspaper, glanced at it, and pursed his lips.

"They can't even figure out how to stage an accident; their professional skills are terrible."

He crumpled the newspaper into a ball and threw it into the vegetable garden as fertilizer.

"Grandpa, don't be angry."

He tugged at Lin Jianguo's sleeve.

"Getting angry with such a small fry will lower the class of our family."

"Then... what should we do?"

Lin Jianguo was completely at a loss.

Chu Chen walked around the yard with his hands behind his back, looking like a little old man contemplating life.

He walked up to the vegetable patch that had just been fertilized.

In the vegetable garden, on the cucumber vines that were just picked yesterday, several fresh, spiky little cucumbers with flowers on top have sprouted at a visible speed.

"Let's do it this way."

Chu Chen picked a cucumber, wiped it on his clothes, and took a bite.

The crisp sound echoed in the courtyard.

He grinned at Falcon and Lin Jianguo, who both looked completely bewildered.

"Go, send invitations to those overseas pharmaceutical companies and that so-called expert."

"Just tell them I invited them to Qianlongju to taste the authentic 'Immortal Cuisine'."

Falcon was stunned.

"Advisor Chu, what do you mean...?"

"What I mean is, let them come and eat."

Chu Chen took another bite of cucumber and said nonchalantly.

"By the way, let them see what a dimensional reduction attack really is."

He looked at Lin Jianguo, who had a worried expression, and sighed.

"Family members, does anyone understand?"

"Is this what you call high-end business warfare?"

He tossed the half-eaten cucumber to Zhou Tian.

"It's really boring that it can't even break through the defense of a cucumber."