Disguise techniques are difficult.
But Wang Yue seemed divinely guided, as if he were a seasoned veteran. With just a few strokes, he achieved an initial transformation.
For his first attempt at disguise, Wang Yue decided to try a celebrity makeup imitation.
Ten minutes later, he disguised himself to look like Hu Ge.
After the disguise, he stared at himself in the mirror, his eyes wide with astonishment.
While he couldn't claim it was a perfect resemblance, a nine-and-a-half-point similarity was definitely there.
"Is this what disguise techniques are like?"
A grin spread across Wang Yue's lips. It truly was amazing.
After trying out the disguise, Wang Yue washed it off with a specially prepared solution, restoring his original appearance.
"With this, my plan can be put into motion," Wang Yue mused.
The next morning, he headed to the countryside.
His maternal grandmother rarely visited the city, only considering it if she absolutely had to go to the hospital.
Wang Yue arrived in the wilderness, took out his mirror, and began his disguise. After more than half an hour, he had transformed his face and body.
Now, he appeared as a white-haired, ethereal-looking itinerant doctor.
Once the disguise was complete, Wang Yue headed towards his grandmother's house.
Soon, he could make out the outline of his grandmother's home.
The disguise was finished, but the challenge now was how to make his grandmother believe in his abilities.
Wang Yue pondered for a moment and decided to start with his maternal grandfather, Pan Jiefang. While Pan Jiefang didn't have any serious ailments, he suffered from frequent migraines that many doctors had failed to resolve.
Wang Yue donned the slightly ancient-style robe, and he truly looked the part.
Soon, he spotted Pan Jiefang working in the vegetable patch.
Just as Wang Yue was contemplating how to approach him, he saw Pan Jiefang suddenly sway and collapse into the field.
Wang Yue was startled and rushed over.
Upon reaching him, Wang Yue found Pan Jiefang had fainted. Fortunately, there was no water nearby; otherwise, if he had fainted unnoticed, drowning would have been a serious risk.
Wang Yue first took his pulse and quickly identified the root of the problem.
Without hesitation, he took out his silver needles and began administering acupuncture on the spot.
A few minutes later, Pan Jiefang slowly regained consciousness.
"Old man, are you alright?"
Disguise techniques could alter not only one's appearance but also one's voice.
Thus, when Wang Yue spoke now, it was in the hoarse voice of an old man.
"Ah? What happened to me?" Pan Jiefang asked, somewhat bewildered.
"You fainted just now. Fortunately, I was passing by and took a look at your condition. It's nothing major, just some old ailments accumulated over the years," Wang Yue said. "So I gave you some acupuncture. You must suffer from frequent migraines, right? Are you not feeling that pain now?"
Hearing Wang Yue's words, Pan Jiefang quickly felt his head and found that the pain was indeed gone, replaced by an unprecedented sense of ease.
"It's true! You're a miracle doctor!" Pan Jiefang exclaimed, quickly expressing his gratitude. "Thank you, miracle doctor. I don't know how to thank you enough."
"I wander the land, often not knowing where my next meal will come from. If you wish to thank me, please invite me to your home for a meal," Wang Yue said with a smile.
Pan Jiefang nodded eagerly. "Of course, of course. Miracle doctor, please come to my home, and I'll have the old woman cook for you."
"Thank you," Wang Yue replied with a smile.
He then removed the silver needles from Pan Jiefang and added, "This condition of yours won't be cured with just one treatment. I'll give you three sessions today, and you should be basically healed."
Pan Jiefang didn't doubt him, as he knew his own body best.
At the same time, he began to wonder if this miracle doctor, who seemed so skilled, could also help his wife with her illness.
Many doctors had failed to cure his wife's ailment. Fortunately, the medicine Xiao Yue had sent him recently had been effective, and she hadn't had an episode in a while, although it still recurred occasionally.
However, Pan Jiefang knew he couldn't force the issue and decided it was best to build a good relationship with the miracle doctor first.
Wang Yue followed Pan Jiefang back home.
Along the way, Pan Jiefang kept calling him "miracle doctor," which made Wang Yue feel a bit embarrassed. He wondered what his grandfather would think if he knew this old man was actually his grandson in disguise.
Upon arriving home.
Wang Yue saw his grandmother, Niu Huizhu, knitting a sweater. The sunlight streamed down, creating a beautiful scene.
"Old woman! Go cook some food," Pan Jiefang said with a smile.
He then recounted the story of Wang Yue saving him earlier.
After hearing the story, Niu Huizhu repeatedly thanked Wang Yue. With the enhancement of his acting skills, Wang Yue showed no signs of any flaws, successfully projecting an image of a reclusive master.
Niu Huizhu simply stir-fried a few dishes.
Spicy stir-fried pork, cold eggplant salad, and Kung Pao chicken.
They tasted quite good.
After finishing his meal, Wang Yue said, "Alright, having eaten your food, we are fated to meet. How about this, I'll examine your conditions for free. If there are any hidden ailments, I won't charge anything for the treatment. It will be free."
Without the preceding incident, Wang Yue might have been mistaken for a骗子 (chénzi - a swindler). But now, both elders trusted him implicitly.
"Miracle doctor, my wife does indeed have some hidden ailments. We've seen many doctors, but none could diagnose it properly. Could you please take a look?" Pan Jiefang asked tentatively.
"Of course," Wang Yue nodded. "Madam, please extend your hand. I will take your pulse."
Niu Huizhu extended her hand, and Wang Yue examined her. With the effect of his own medicine, Niu Huizhu's condition was well suppressed. In the original timeline, by this time, Niu Huizhu would have been nearing the end of her life.
Wang Yue's brows furrowed and relaxed intermittently, making Pan Jiefang anxious.
"Miracle doctor, how is my wife's health? Are there any problems?" Pan Jiefang asked.
"There are indeed problems, and they are quite difficult to treat, which is why the hospitals couldn't figure it out," Wang Yue nodded. He then added, "However, I can cure this illness. One session of acupuncture will suffice."
"Really?" Pan Jiefang's eyes lit up.
Then, sensing something was amiss, he quickly clarified, "Miracle doctor, we trust you completely. Tell us what we need to do. We don't have much money, but we can help you to the best of our ability."
"I told you, we are fated to meet, and I won't charge you any fees," Wang Yue said, standing up lazily. "Now that we've eaten our fill, let's begin."
"Okay, okay. How do we cooperate?" Pan Jiefang asked.
"You don't need to cooperate much. Just lie on the bed normally. I will administer the acupuncture," Wang Yue said with a smile.
The plan was succeeding beyond expectations. Once the acupuncture was completed, his grandmother would be completely freed from her fate in the previous life.