That night, Xu Dahai's name and photo were indeed on the Linhai City evening news, newspaper headlines, and several authoritative new media websites.
"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon! A miracle doctor emerges from a small clinic, overcomes medical problems and cures pancreatic cancer!"
"Hua Tuo is reincarnated! Doctors in small clinics turn decay into miracles and revive the glory of traditional Chinese medicine."
The news also included photos of Xu Dahai and the cases, and the media publishing the news had a certain degree of authority, so many people believed it to be true.
Xu Dahai and his family were having dinner, talking and laughing happily.
At this time, Wan'er suddenly pointed at the TV and said, "Look, grandpa is on TV. Grandpa is so awesome."
The whole family's eyes were focused on the TV.
Sure enough, there was indeed a photo of Xu Dahai holding a banner on TV.
The Linhai City evening news is reporting Xu Dahai's glorious deeds.
Li Yuhuan looked surprised: "Xu Dahai, can you really cure cancer? I really underestimated you before."
Xu Ling'er frowned: "Dad, pancreatic cancer is a recognized medical problem. Even the world's top experts are helpless. Can you really cure it?"
Xu Dahai smiled bitterly and said, "Hey, you might not believe it if I tell you."
He told his family about Fatty Zheng.
After hearing this, the whole family looked at each other in shock, dumbfounded.
This patient is really strange.
However, Ye Wudao frowned.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster, especially at this sensitive moment.
His brain spun rapidly, and he soon almost figured out the truth of the matter.
If your guess is correct, this patient should have been arranged by Hu Longquan.
Did he want to use this live advertisement to lure the King of Hell to Xu Dahai's clinic and then create a "medical accident"?
This is extremely possible.
He took a deep breath and said to Xu Dahai: "Dad, there will be patients with pancreatic cancer coming to see you tomorrow. You can just prescribe him some big tonics."
Xu Dahai asked curiously: "Xiaoye, how did you know?"
Xu Ling'er said: "Dad, now that your reputation is well-known, there will definitely be many pancreatic cancer patients seeking treatment from you."
Xu Dahai suddenly realized: "Yes."
"Hey, my abilities are not worthy of my current fame. It's really a headache."
Li Yuhuan said angrily: "Don't you always want to be famous? Now that you are famous, if someone comes to you again for treatment of pancreatic cancer, I will see what you will do."
Xu Dahai scratched his hair: "If it doesn't work, I will issue a clarification announcement tomorrow. We don't want this reputation."
After a night of brewing, Xu Dahai's reputation spread throughout almost the entire Linhai City.
Many people know that there is a famous miracle doctor in Qingshui Street who can even cure cancer.
The queue at the entrance of Huichun Medical Center was long and grew a lot.
The news that the miracle doctor in the small clinic could cure pancreatic cancer immediately reached the ears of the King of Hell and the judge.
After all, recently, the King of Hell has sent many people out to inquire about folk remedies and doctors for treating pancreatic cancer.
Of course, he was not really looking for folk remedies to cure his illness, he was just acting it out to Hu Longquan.
Ye Wudao had already prescribed a good cure for him.
The King of Hell and the judge also realized that it was a bit strange to break the news at this time.
The judge put down the newspaper and asked, "What do you think of this matter?"
The King of Hell took a deep breath: "Nine times out of ten, it was a trap set by Hu Longquan for us."