Urban Super Medical Saint

Chapter 172 Senior Brother Feng

"Elder Feng, what are you doing? Please, sit down." Ge Dongxu saw Elder Feng trying to stand up and hurriedly came forward to support him.

"How can you call me Elder Feng? Speaking of which, your master was not only my benefactor but also my mentor! It's a shame that he told me I was already old and not the right person for cultivation, so he didn't pass on his true skills to me." Elder Feng managed to stand up despite trembling slightly, his hands shaking as he held a photograph.

"Dad, please sit down." Feng Jiahui knew about her father's painful leg condition, and seeing him standing unsteadily, she quickly stepped forward to persuade him.

"No, you help Dad place this photo properly; Dad wants to pay his respects with a bow," Elder Feng said, waving his hand.

"Elder Feng, you really shouldn't, especially with my picture on there. Please sit down. I took care of master's funeral and burial, after all. Another day, I will take you to visit his resting place to pay our respects," Ge Dongxu said, startled at his words.

"Really? You were the one who attended to the benefactor's last rites?" Elder Feng asked, gripping Ge Dongxu's arm excitedly, his voice trembling.

"Yes," Ge Dongxu said.

"That's good, that's good," Elder Feng said, finally sitting back down.

Seeing her father return to his seat, Feng Jiahui silently heaved a sigh of relief, then cast a complicated look at Ge Dongxu.

Who would have thought that such a young man would be the disciple of her father's benefactor?

"Dongxu, others may call me Elder Feng, but you should not. You are his disciple, and I not only received his great kindness but also his teachings of contemplation and Breath Control—even though we don't have the name of master and disciple, in reality, it exists. If you don't mind, call me Elder Brother Feng as a favor to fulfill a wish of mine," Elder Feng said affectionately, holding Ge Dongxu's hand.

"Elder Brother Feng!" Feng Jiahui's mouth fell open, and her eyes widened in shock upon hearing this.

If this young man was to address her father as a fellow disciple, what would she do? Should she call a high school student her "uncle" in seniority? She'd be laughed at to death!

However, to Ge Dongxu it wasn't that surprising; his master was a very traditional man. The fact that he taught Elder Feng the methods of contemplation and Breath Control showed that he truly considered taking him as a disciple. However, Elder Feng was then quite old and not suited for cultivation, which is why my master dismissed that thought, only teaching him the most basic contemplation and Breath Control methods. Given that, it's true there was an actual master-disciple relationship, just without the formal name.

"Alright, from now on I'll call you Elder Brother Feng," Ge Dongxu thought for a moment, feeling that from his master's generation, this manner of addressing was indeed proper. In fact, calling him Elder Feng or Grandpa Feng seemed somewhat disrespectful to his master, so he nodded and agreed.

Seeing Ge Dongxu, this youngster, actually nod and agree, Feng Jiahui almost rolled her eyes and fainted.

However, Elder Feng's reaction was the complete opposite; hearing Ge Dongxu agree, he couldn't help but burst into happy laughter, "Ha ha! Good! Good! Who would have thought that I, Feng Boyi, close to death's door, would end up gaining a junior disciple!"

It was strange that for someone in Elder Feng's condition, such a burst of laughter would normally lead to a coughing fit, but this time there was no issue at all.

"Ha ha, Elder Brother, you're still full of vitality; how can you say you're close to departing?" Ge Dongxu, suddenly with a new elder brother, felt quite joyful and joked with a smile.

Elder Feng struck a chord with him because of his connection with his own master, lending an exceptional familiarity to their relationship, and seeing him gave him the feeling of seeing his master again.

"Old indeed, old indeed. I'll be ninety in two more years, brother. If I can make it to ninety, I'll be completely satisfied," Elder Feng said with an open smile, waving his hand.

"By the time my senior brother was twelve, he had already obtained Master's instruction in deep contemplation and Breath Control methods, and he has been persistent throughout the years. Although his body has suffered some distress due to the hardships over the years, the energy within him is robust. It's not just ninety years, I think even a hundred would pose no problem." When Ge Dongxu was massaging Elder Feng's Dingchuan and Tiantu acupoints, he had already noticed that Elder Feng's physical organs were quite deteriorated, but the energy within his Meridians was far from the decay of his body. Instead, it was brimming with vitality.

"Ha ha, birth, aging, sickness, and death are natural laws, Dongxu, you don't have to comfort me. Moreover, even if I live, having to sit in a wheelchair frequently makes for a rather dull existence over time," Elder Feng patted Ge Dongxu's hand and said with a smile, revealing a touch of emotion in his eyes.

He could tell, this newly accepted little junior brother, Ge Dongxu, genuinely wished for him to live a long and healthy life.

"Ha ha, has senior brother forgotten who my master is? This little ailment of yours may be beyond others, but I have a way," Ge Dongxu said with a laugh.

"Do you really have a way?" Feng Jiahui immediately stood up, looking at Ge Dongxu with a face full of surprise.

As a daughter, no matter how strict her father had been, she always wished for him to be healthy and live a long life. Besides, Elder Feng was the pillar of the Feng Family. As long as Elder Feng was around for one more day, the Feng Family would not fall!

How could Feng Jiahui not care about Elder Feng's health!

As for Elder Feng himself, rather than expressing surprise, he stared intently at Ge Dongxu, only after a long while wiping the corners of his eyes, he laughed and said, "I had indeed forgotten that you are the direct disciple of the old man."

"So, senior brother, there's no need to worry, leave your illness to me," Ge Dongxu replied with a smile upon hearing this.

After saying that, Ge Dongxu turned towards Feng Jiahui, opened his mouth, and suddenly was unsure how to address this middle-aged woman.

Calling her "Aunt Feng" was definitely inappropriate now. If not Aunt Feng, then what? Calling her by name seemed somehow presumptuous for a young man like him. Referring to her by her official position seemed more suitable, but he had no idea what her position was.

"Can you, um, please bring me my suitcase?" In the end, Ge Dongxu simply avoided using any form of address.

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Due to Elder Feng's extraordinary status, Ge Dongxu's suitcase had been temporarily detained outside when he entered the house.

Feng Jiahui paused when she heard this request. To date, considering her position in Huaxia Country, how many people could there be who could ask her to fetch their suitcase?

But now, a high school student was asking her, without any title or honorifics, to go outside and fetch his suitcase for him! For a moment, Feng Jiahui was truly unaccustomed to this.

"What are you standing there for? Didn't you hear your Shishu ask you to go help fetch the suitcase?" Elder Feng saw that Feng Jiahui did not move and became somewhat displeased, his face darkening as he spoke.

"Shishu!" As soon as Elder Feng uttered these two words, both Ge Dongxu and Feng Jiahui were taken aback.

"No, no, senior brother, I am only eighteen years old this year. I really can't accept the title of 'Shishu,'" Ge Dongxu hurriedly said.

And of course, Feng Jiahui dared not contradict her father. She could only look eagerly at the old man, internally anxious and wanting to cry.

She was a Central Bank leader!

ps: I'm outside, so there won't be additional updates this Monday. I'll try to make up for it when I return. Sorry.