Chapter Twenty: Seeing Off and Lavish Gifts

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  Looking at this bookworm from back then, who in just half a month became the revered divine doctor of South Korea's upper class, Li Zongwei also sighed that life is unpredictable. Who would have thought that his kind invitation would bring such great change to Han Ankang's life?

  When Han Ankang drove to the airport himself, the Choi family and other noble families who had been paying attention to his whereabouts quickly decided to go to the airport to see him off. Although Han Ankang didn't like this kind of farewell scene, for these noble families, Han Ankang's kindness to their families was also worth showing some respect.

  Who knows, in the future, their family may also have patients with strange diseases. If they don't take this opportunity to leave a good impression on Han Ankang, it will be unrealistic to ask for help again in the future.

  The result was that the aristocratic families, who all had this mentality, soon collectively appeared in the airport's waiting room. Looking at these family heads and dignitaries, any one of whom could cause economic and governmental turmoil in South Korea, the high-ranking officials at the airport didn't know why they were here, but undoubtedly quickly dispatched top-level security personnel to protect them.

  As Li Zongwei was about to send Han Ankang into the security checkpoint, looking at a large group of bodyguards and security guards escorting a large crowd of people, Han Ankang had a bitter smile on his face. As for Li Zongwei, he had a shocked expression.

  After watching for a while, there is no longer any image in front of him, on the contrary, Choi Jin-sang, who has a bit of an old naughty personality, is accompanied by several people of the same age.

  He walked up to him with a smile and said, "Little Han, you little scoundrel, it's not very nice of you! You didn't even notify us when you came back home. If we hadn't been thinking about you all the time, we wouldn't have known that you were back in the country. What's wrong, are you so eager to get home and don't want to stay a few more days?"

  Facing the smiling Choi Jin-san, Han Ankang himself didn't want to show off too much and quickly smiled wryly: "Choi Lao, Li Lao, all you gentlemen, I'm just a rural doctor, is it worth your trouble to personally see me off? I've said before that treating illnesses and saving lives are the duties of a doctor, you really don't need to be so courteous."

  It's been a while since I came out, and after all, I have my own profession in China. So, it's time for me to go back and continue my work. Otherwise, if the time is too long, the patients in the village will suffer from illness again, you don't want me to be uneasy at heart because of this, do you?

  These elderly people who have come into contact with Han Ankang are all clear that Han Ankang is indeed a selfless and noble medical master. It is precisely because of their understanding of Han Ankang's character that they feel even more deeply the preciousness of such a doctor.

  For this, Choi Jin-san also didn't want to force it, and directly said: "Alright, since you have work to attend to, we old men won't detain you. However, you rarely come to South Korea, and on top of that, you've helped us resolve the illness that's been plaguing us.

  Emotionally and rationally, we also want to express some goodwill. I know you're not after fame or fortune, but can't you just accept the kind intentions of us old men? I'm sure you're a person who respects your elders and cares for the young, so surely you wouldn't want to disappoint us as you leave?

  Looking at the file bag handed over by Cui Zhen, it seemed ordinary and unclear what was inside. Han Ankang had no way to refuse, so he took the file bag and said: "Alright, since you all say so, there's a saying that goes 'the elder gives, I dare not decline'. So I'll take it. If any of you gentlemen need anything in the future, feel free to give me a call."

  Of course, if you are interested in visiting my home, I would be delighted to welcome you. Although the conditions in my village are a bit simple, the air quality is good and it's a suitable place for retirement. Hehe!

  Of course, I also hope that you gentlemen will not have to contact me again. Because of my profession, whenever someone calls me, it usually means something bad has happened. Alright, my plane is about to take off, so I won't keep chatting with you gentlemen anymore. I also wish you gentlemen good health and look forward to visiting your homes next time I come to South Korea.

  Listening to Han Ankang's rare joke, the old men also felt that such a Han Ankang was more approachable than when he was treating illnesses. Therefore, they didn't say much and after chatting with Han Ankang for a few sentences, they prepared to see him off as he went through security checks.

  Just as Han Ankang was about to turn around and leave, he saw that there were many reporters in the crowd outside taking pictures. Han Ankang, who had already realized that his fame was too great and not a good thing,

  "Hurry up and say: 'Old Cui, you know I'm a person who likes quietness. So today you came to see me off, I'm very grateful. Just hope that there's no news about me spreading in the newspapers and online. I don't like being disturbed, can I?'"

  From Han Ankang's gradually serious expression, it was clear that this matter had basically no room for relaxation. Choe Chun-sok also saw the reporters who recognized their identities and were frantically taking pictures.

  "Alright, since you like a quiet life, we'll guarantee that none of South Korea's newspapers will publish your photos or introduce you. We still have the ability to do this much."

  With this reply, Han Ankang let out a sigh of relief and bowed his head to bid farewell, saying: "Then I'll take my leave first!"

  After finishing, among the many aristocratic families who came to see him off, with a slightly reluctant gaze, Han Ankang passed through security and turned around to wave at the crowd before quickly following the flight attendant who had been temporarily notified of the delayed flight. He was led to the first-class cabin on the plane, and it was clear that this was a task assigned from above, and he hoped that Han Ankang would not refuse. Otherwise, she, as the flight attendant, would also face disciplinary punishment.

  Facing the beautiful flight attendant who looked at him with a respectful and fearful gaze, Han Ankang could only smile wryly and sit down in this ordinary person's seat that was basically impossible to occupy in first class.

  As the plane finally took to the sky amidst the complaints of the passengers, Han Ankang once again transformed back into that bookworm, holding onto a book on ancient Chinese medicine sent by Li Ren for his collection, and became immersed in the ocean of medical skills once more.

  The flight attendants, who were assigned to this flight, looked at Han Ankang's ordinary casual clothes and his worn-out travel bag. They found it hard to imagine that such a person would be worth their company's high-level executives and the airport's high-level officials making phone calls one after another, instructing them to take good care of Han Ankang's every need along the way.

  Just facing this "noble guest" who is so absorbed in reading that he doesn't even want to take a sip of water, the beautiful flight attendants also felt at a loss for the first time. Even if they wanted to serve him, they couldn't!

  With a puzzled and uncomfortable mood, the plane stopped at the airport in Jilin Province. When the plane landed safely, the beautiful flight attendant personally came over to remind him, Han Ankang thanked her and packed up his medical book and travel bag under the gaze of the flight attendants, leaving the plane exceptionally calmly.

  As he walked out of the terminal and took a taxi back to his hometown, Han Ankang looked at the familiar streetscape. He also felt an unusual sense of intimacy, and it wasn't until then that he finally understood what "a golden nest is not as good as one's own doghouse" meant. This kind of familiarity was something that no amount of money could buy.

  Found a motorcycle in the town, spent some money to send it back to Hui Long Village when night fell. Seeing the familiar courtyard, which was exactly the same as when he left, Han Ankang also felt that home was still better.

  Pushing open the courtyard door and opening the house door, Han Ankang only felt that the fatigue of his journey had disappeared completely when he lay down on the bed filled with familiar scents again. After a simple wash, Han Ankang lay down on the bed, planning to take a break from cultivation for the night and have a good sleep. He saw the unopened file bag taken out from his travel bag and placed on the table.

  He was curious about what was inside, so he quickly opened the file bag. When he saw that there were not many things inside, only some transfer documents and a bank card with a password written on it. There were also several cash checks with a string of numbers that needed to be calculated carefully before they could be understood. Only then did he realize that this unassuming file bag actually contained a substantial gift.

  Han Ankang, realizing he had been fooled again by those old men, looked at the transfer agreements that already had his name written on them. And these bank cards issued in his name, as well as the cash checks from which it was clear who had sent them. Han Ankang knew that when he went to Korea, he was a poor rural doctor with less than 1,000 yuan in his pocket.

  In an instant, he became a super rich man with several sets of private villas in the country and assets worth hundreds of millions of yuan. This transformation, like a miracle, would make Han Ankang's calm personality fluctuate emotionally at this moment.

  It's clear that this thin gift will make him afraid to refuse the help of those old men and family members in the future. When Han Ankang, who really can't think of a way to refuse, wants to find a place to store these valuable things, he knows that having money is always better than not having it.

  At least with the money, some medical equipment that could not be bought in this clinic before can be added. Of course, using external objects for treatment is not the fundamental way of treating diseases in traditional Chinese medicine. But in Han Ankang's view, as long as it helps to treat the disease, he does not refuse any Western or traditional Chinese treatment methods.

  Doctors should always take curing the patient's illness as their standard, and as for the method of treatment, Han Ankang also felt that he was not an old antique, without those stubborn and unchanging ideas. So thinking about these things, Han Ankang, who had put away the gifts, quickly calmed down his emotions and fell into a deep sleep in his bed.