Chapter 492: Writing a Poem! Shocking Huaxia!

Jiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief after Ning Fei agreed to write the inscription.

"It's getting late. Why don't you rest here for the night? I'll prepare the best suite for you."

Jiang Feng said with extreme politeness.

Ning Fei waved his hand.

Setting aside whether it would leave a good impression, he just wasn't used to this kind of environment.

"I have a place in Jingdu. It's not far from here, just three kilometers straight ahead."

Ning Fei declined the offer.

Hearing this, Jiang Feng looked momentarily stunned.

Three kilometers straight ahead? Wasn't that heading toward the Second Ring Road?

There were no residential apartments there, only a stretch of traditional courtyard houses.

Did Ning Guan master mean... he owned a courtyard house there?

One had to understand that the courtyard houses in that area had a current market valuation of around 100 to 200 million.

And even with that kind of money, they weren't necessarily available for purchase.

Such an extravagant luxury was far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Yet Ning Fei actually owned one?

"Then I'll have my driver take you."

"There's no need. It's only a short walk, and I can take the opportunity to enjoy the night view of Jingdu City."

Ning Fei waved him off again and left Jiang Feng's residence.

Stepping out of Jiang Feng's high-end residential complex, Ning Fei immediately put on his Hipster Glasses.

Wearing them would help him avoid drawing unnecessary crowds of curious passersby.

The courtyard house was highly traditional and looked rather old. This, too, had been left to him by Bai Yuanche.

It looked as though no one had been here for a long time, but it was fully furnished inside, with every piece uniquely elegant.

Ning Fei spent a few hours cleaning up, finally settling in for the night.

The next day, in Jingdu City, the largest new branch of Xuanhu Medical Center officially opened.

The venue was packed with a bustling crowd, and many prominent figures were in attendance.

Even more reporters had swarmed the event.

They had even rolled out a red carpet outside. Numerous A-list celebrities walked it, leaving their signatures on a grand opening poster.

This was standard procedure.

Nowadays, whenever a celebrity opened a hotpot restaurant, they would invite a large batch of internet influencers to walk a red carpet, sign their names, and so on.

The opening of this traditional Chinese medicine clinic followed the exact same playbook.

The only difference was that Xuanhu Medical Center had invited exclusively top-tier A-listers.

Currently, a massive wave of enthusiasm for traditional Huaxia culture was sweeping the nation, and Ning Fei deserved a great deal of credit for it.

Even in everyday life, quite a few people had started mimicking his style of dress—a trend that completely took Ning Fei by surprise.

A slew of major celebrities made their appearances. Every time a star stepped out, reporters frantically snapped photos while fans screamed and cheered.

Xuanhu Medical Center truly commanded an immense presence.

Grand openings were meant to draw good fortune, so the lively spectacle was only natural.

However, Ning Fei had never liked loud crowds. He didn't make a public appearance, choosing instead to rest in the clinic's VIP lounge.

As he sipped his tea, he pondered over what new toys to buy for Little Fox and Little Dog, or perhaps what better-tasting dog food he could whip up for them.

Halfway through the opening ceremony, Jiang Feng held the microphone and addressed the assembled guests and reporters:

"For this grand opening, I invited a very mysterious person."

"I am incredibly fortunate to know him. Recognizing that our clinic aims to promote the medical arts of Huaxia, he agreed to write the inscription for our pharmacy."

"I am deeply grateful to him."

Hearing Jiang Feng's words, the guests and reporters were somewhat confused.

They exchanged bewildered glances.

"What's gotten into Boss Jiang?"

"Who has the kind of status to make Boss Jiang act this respectful!"

"Exactly. Look at the celebrities sitting in the audience right now—every single one of them is a top-tier A-lister, but you don't see Boss Jiang treating them like this."

"To be honest, stars might sit high and mighty in the eyes of ordinary people, but to true wealthy capitalists, they're just money-making tools."

"It's definitely rare to see Jiang Gongzi showing such a sincere attitude."

Constant murmurs buzzed through the audience.

At that moment, a staff member came to escort Ning Fei. Ning Fei was very polite, calmly following the man out.

When he stepped outside, the entire crowd was instantly dumbfounded.

The array of celebrities stared in shock.

"It's Ning Guan master!"

"Good heavens, it really is him!"

"Ning Guan master! Quick, take pictures! We've got our headline for today!"

"No wonder Jiang Gongzi was so polite!"

The crowd instantly erupted.

Right now, Ning Fei's popularity outstripped that of many top-tier celebrities.

This wasn't something that could be matched just by filming a few blockbuster movies or hit TV dramas.

Many of the things he did were massive events that shocked the entire nation. He was no stranger to the prime-time news broadcasts, and his global recognition was incredibly high.

The view counts and likes on his various short videos were absolutely terrifying.

Thus, the moment Ning Fei appeared, almost everyone in the audience stood up, including the A-list stars.

Everyone stopped to watch him; this was the true definition of status.

Ning Fei didn't really enjoy this kind of scene.

However, when it came to the inscription, he did have something specific in mind.

A table sat at the front, already prepared with a brush and paper.

Without saying a word, Ning Fei stepped forward, picked up the brush, ground the ink, and prepared to write.

Everyone's eyes converged on him.

Pharmacies used many different slogans, such as "Miraculous Hands and Benevolent Prescriptions, a Benevolent Heart and Skilled Arts," or "Expert Skills Bring Back the Spring, Kind Remedies Restore True Health."

At worst, many small pharmacies would hang banners like, "Spend 98 yuan on medicine, get a free basket of eggs."

Everyone was curious about what Ning Fei was going to write.

Many people were seeing Ning Fei in person for the very first time.

They realized that seeing him in reality, he possessed an even greater aura; even top-tier celebrities with heaven-defying looks seemed to lack something when compared to him.

Ning Fei's live streams never used any beauty filters—their greatest strength lay in their authenticity.

Ning Fei's presence was overwhelmingly strong. As the crowd below watched him, an inexplicable feeling of reverence swelled in their hearts.

Then, Ning Fei began to write.

His brushwork wasn't like those grandmasters of the freehand style, who used sweeping, exaggerated motions as if they wanted to twist every joint in their bodies.

Instead, his body remained perfectly still while he wrote. Relying solely on the strength of his elbow and wrist, his movements were unrestrained and elegant, carrying an indescribable flair.

"He's so handsome!"

An A-list actress muttered to herself.

Standing to the side, Jiang Feng watched the words Ning Fei wrote down.

Upon reading the sentence, even a look of utter shock surfaced on his face.

Ning Fei had written:

"May the people of this world be free from illness,

Even if it means the medicine on our shelves gathers dust!"

Having written that line, Ning Fei set the brush aside, turned around, and left the stage.

When that sentence came into view, everyone felt as though they had taken a heavy blow to the heart!

Nowadays, most pharmacy inscriptions merely boasted about how excellent their medical skills were, how incredible their doctors were, or offered generic wishes for a safe return.

Those phrases were nothing but gimmicks; they left people feeling completely unmoved.

But Ning Fei's sentence was entirely different.

Placing those words in a pharmacy highlighted the magnificent compassion of a doctor committed to treating illnesses and saving lives.

His Realm was simply too high!

"May the people of this world be free from illness,

Even if it means the medicine on our shelves gathers dust!"

Jiang Feng stared at the line, muttering it under his breath.

He felt as though something had just exploded inside his mind.

He had studied traditional Chinese medicine since childhood and mastered quite a few medical skills before gradually taking over his family's management business. Over time, 'a healer's heart is benevolent' became nothing more than a catchphrase; his daily focus shifted entirely to how he could expand the family business.

It was just like today's opening ceremony—the scale was exceptionally grand, and countless celebrity guests had attended.

Everything was done for the sake of business.

Only Ning Fei's words struck his heart, acting as a profound spiritual awakening that washed over him.

When everyone else saw the sentence, they were equally breathless with admiration.

"Ning Guan master's broadmindedness, this Realm..."

"He is genuinely the most badass person I've ever seen in my life!"

"Fucking incredible!"