If you don't want treatment, get out! This doctor has a terrible temper.

Chapter 119 The Sales Champion's Honest Moment

Wu Youde felt like a naked person standing under a spotlight.

He covered his mouth tightly, staring at Wang Minyu in horror.

As a sales director whose livelihood depends on his words, being unable to control his speech is worse than death for him.

"Dr. Wang... Dr. Wang..." Wu Youde struggled to remove his hand, trying to make amends, "That's not what I meant. I meant... this tea... it's absolutely awful, it's like dishwater!"

"Slap!" He slapped himself hard across the face.

Su Qing, wiping her scalpel beside her, raised an eyebrow, a rare occurrence for her: "Looks like the medicine is working well. This is probably the most genuine 'user feedback' I've ever heard."

Wang Minyu calmly put away his stethoscope: "Don't be nervous, this is a detoxification reaction. You've been lying for a long time, and the 'filter' between your language center and your true intentions is too thick, clogging your channels. This cup of tea is a powerful dredging agent, temporarily dissolving your filter. It will probably last for two hours, just bear with it."

"Two...two hours?" Wu Youde's face turned ashen.

Just then, his cell phone rang in his pocket.

That was a ringtone specifically designed for major clients, urgent and shrill.

Wu Youde instinctively wanted to hang up, but Wang Minyu said quietly from the side, "Answer it. If you keep it to yourself and don't tell the truth, your blood and qi will get out of balance, and I won't be responsible if you end up with facial paralysis."

Wu Youde's hand trembled, and he pressed the answer button.

A irritable middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Xiao Wu! That Mr. Liu who ordered a Maybach last time is at the store. He says the engine sound is off, suspects it's a leftover car, and is demanding a refund of his deposit! You need to give me an explanation right now, how do I calm him down?"

This is the owner of Hongda Luxury Cars, Wu Youde's boss.

According to the usual script, Wu Youde should immediately launch a series of tactics, including "precise break-in period", "the unique sound of German cars", and "psychological effect".

However, at this moment, he took a deep breath and yelled into his phone, "That piece of junk is actually two years old inventory! I managed to tamper with the odometer and repaint the chassis; it looks brand new! The engine sound is off because it was flooded during the last rainstorm, and the engine oil emulsified. I just had someone quickly replace it and put it on the shelf! Stop trying to stay calm! Make him refund our money and get lost, or if we get it appraised, we'll all be stuck working on sewing machines!"

There was a full five seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.

"Wu Youde...you...you drank fake alcohol? Do you know what you're saying?" The boss's voice trembled.

"I didn't drink! I'm perfectly sober!" Wu Youde felt as if his mouth had a mind of its own; the pleasure of venting the pent-up frustration inside him gave him a strange sense of excitement. "And boss, last time you took that so-called female customer for a test drive, you actually went to a hotel in the suburbs, didn't you? I deleted the dashcam footage, but I made a backup in a hidden folder on your office computer's D drive! Don't keep deducting my commission, or I'll send it to the boss's wife!"

"Beep—beep—beep—"

The call was disconnected.

In the pharmacy, apart from the sound of Pierre chopping vegetables, there was only the smacking sound of Guanshan chewing on rice mixed with lard.

Li Siyuan and Zhao Na huddled in the corner, their eyes filled with awe as they looked at Wu Youde.

Is this the legendary workplace suicide attack?

Holding his phone, Wu Youde slumped into his chair as if his spine had been removed.

It's over, it's over.

I lost my job, and I can't survive in this industry anymore.

Strangely, although his future was bleak, his chest, which had been aching for years, was now completely clear, as if a large boulder had been lifted.

My cheeks don't hurt anymore, and I can breathe easily.

"Was it good?" Wang Minyu asked.

Wu Youde nodded blankly: "...Awesome. It's fucking awesome."

"That's good." Wang Minyu handed him a sheet of paper. "This is the prescription for follow-up treatment. Since you've lost your job, you might as well go home and rest. Practice that fake smile of yours until it becomes real. Also, you'd better take the initiative to confess to General Manager Liu about that Maybach that was flooded and try to get leniency. It'll be a good deed."

Wu Youde held the prescription and looked at Wang Minyu with a complicated expression.

He wanted to curse, to say, "You've ruined me," but his mouth moved, and what came out was, "Thank you, Dr. Wang. Actually, I wanted to quit a long time ago. I was lying to people every day, and I dreamt of being chased by people every night. Now it's all right, I'm free."

After saying that, he stood up, bowed deeply to Wang Minyu, and turned to leave the pharmacy.

Although the figure looked somewhat forlorn, the back was much straighter than when it arrived.

"Master," Li Siyuan leaned closer, "that's it? He's unemployed now."

"Unemployment is temporary, but being a good person is for life." Wang Minyu watched Wu Youde's retreating figure. "Besides, do you think that General Manager Liu would blame a salesperson who dared to tell the truth after he found out? In this world full of tricks, sincerity is the ultimate weapon—even if it's forced."

Just as Wang Minyu predicted, the next day, a news item caused a stir among car enthusiasts in Changxiang City.

A top salesperson revealed industry secrets and assisted clients in protecting their rights. Although he was fired from the car dealership, he was hired by Mr. Liu, a well-known building materials tycoon in Changxiang City, as a purchasing manager at a high salary.

The reason is simple: this person can't keep secrets, so I can trust him.

Of course, this is something.

At this moment, Renxin Pharmacy is facing new troubles.

Because of Wu Youde's "truth-telling phone call," rumors somehow spread that Renxin Pharmacy had a "lie-detecting tea."

In no time, many business owners, along with their partners who wanted to investigate, and wealthy women, along with their husbands suspected of cheating, blocked the entrance to the pharmacy.

"Everyone line up!" Guan Shan stood like a guardian deity at the doorway, brandishing his worn-out rubber mallet. "This is a medical clinic, not a neighborhood committee mediation room! Anyone who dares to cut in line again will experience the pain of bone setting!"

Wang Minyu sat behind the consultation table, gazing at the pot of Truthful Agave, whose leaves had turned a deep purple-black from absorbing so many of Wu Youde's lies, and fell into deep thought.

"This grass is growing too fast," he muttered to himself. "It seems there are more lies in this world than I imagined."

"Boss, we have a customer." Su Qing's voice interrupted his thoughts.

This time, the person who came in was not an ordinary person.

He was an old man with a ruddy complexion, wearing a Zhongshan suit and holding two walnuts in his hands.

Behind him were two young men carrying cameras and an assistant holding a microphone.

"Dr. Wang, it's a pleasure to meet you." The old man smiled and cupped his hands in greeting. "I am Ma Baoguo... no, Master Ma, a specially invited lecturer for the 'Traditional Chinese Culture and Health Preservation' program. I've heard that your esteemed place has a miraculous medicine that can make people speak the truth, so I've come to debunk some myths... oh no, I've come to exchange ideas and learn from each other."

Wang Minyu glanced at the system panel.

[Patient: Ma Bangde]

[Occupation: Fake Qigong Master / Health Preservation Scammer / Godfather of Success Studies]

[Symptoms: Moderate delusions, severe kidney deficiency, knee joint effusion (caused by over-performance)]

[Note: This person has been self-hypnotizing for a long time and has reached the point where "lies are truth." The effect of the truth-telling herb on him may be halved.]

"Exposing a fraud?" Wang Minyu put down the teapot in his hand, his eyes sharpening.

Why are these charlatans always getting themselves into trouble lately? It seems the lesson from Kangmei Pharmaceutical wasn't learned enough.

"Master Ma, right?" Wang Minyu pointed to the famous "Truth Chair." "Since this is an exchange, please sit down. However, this chair of mine has a slight electrical leak. Master, your skills are profound, you shouldn't be afraid, right?"

Master Ma laughed heartily and waved his sleeve: "Mere electric current is nothing to worry about! I am protected by Primordial Qi, indestructible!"

As he spoke, he plopped down on it.