The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

When he heard Huang Xiaolong agreed so readily, Fourth Brother Yin was taken aback.

In the vast variety of gambling games, Fourth Brother Yin was adept in Mahjong, Poker, and Three Card Poker. Amongst these, he was most proficient in playing mahjong.

Initially, he had planned to put an end to Huang Xiaolong using his talent but worried that Huang Xiaolong would not agree to play mahjong, insisting instead on other games such as Baccarat, or dice games where the player would guess the number of points at the roll of the dice. He did not expect that Huang Xiaolong would ‘walk into the trap’ just like that.

‘Could this youngster be a well-rounded genius, talented in everything? Humph! I’ve no reason to be afraid of him!’ Fourth Brother Yin’s lips twitched at the sides, unconsciously fidgeting with the willow pendant hanging on his neck.

“Let’s head upstairs then,” Fourth Brother Yin laughed coldly.

“Oh.” Huang Xiaolong held his tray of chips, which were piled up like a small mountain, with both hands and followed Fourth Brother Yin, Brother Tiger, and the rest up to the second floor.

An anxious Su Xiaoman followed closely behind Huang Xiaolong.

On the second floor, in a quiet private room.

A mahjong table was placed in the middle of the room. The casino staff brought in a brand new set of mahjong tiles and poured it on the table.

Fourth Brother Yin strode exuberantly toward the mahjong table, “Let’s go with a Three-player mahjong game.”

“Sure,” Huang Xiaolong followed his lead and sat down as well.

“Tiger, go downstairs and get an irrelevant gambler to come up,” Fourth Brother Yin instructed.

Brother Tiger dared not disregard the order. He personally went to the hall downstairs and got a short and fat bespectacled man to come upstairs with him.

“Listen up, you just need to play a good game of mahjong!” Brother Tiger glared fiercely at the bespectacled man, “You’re just a partaker, winning or losing has got nothing to do with you, understand?”

“I… I understand, I understand,” the bespectacled man nodded repeatedly.

“Friend, let’s stop wasting time and just play one game.” Fourth Brother Yin exuded an imposing aura and tried to suppress Huang Xiaolong completely. “How many chips do you have? We’ll bet everything on this hand without any regards to the points, one game will determine who will win or lose!”

One game to determine who will win or lose?

Huang Xiaolong had won a total of 2.3 million chips tonight. Betting everything on one hand of mahjong would mean high-stakes gambling.

Fourth Brother Yin was trying to play psychological warfare. Ordinary people would inevitably develop fear in their hearts when faced with this kind of extravagant gambling. Once the doubt and apprehension settled in before the game began, they would not be able to perform up to their normal standards.

However, Huang Xiaolong’s frame of mind was as serene as ever, without even a ripple in his emotions, nodding in agreement instead, “Sure, sure, sure, we’ll determine everything on one game, let’s not waste time.”

“Humph!” Fourth Brother Yin huffed coldly, and his heart sank a little. This psychological warfare obviously did not work on Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong passed his tray of chips to the casino staff. A few minutes later, the chip count was completed.

“Fourth Brother Yin, Brother Tiger, the chips amounted to 2.84 million,” the staff reported.

Fourth Brother Yin snapped his fingers, and immediately another staff brought in a tray filled with chips, with exactly 2.84 million worth of chips.

“Do you want to check the mahjong tiles?” Fourth Brother Yin shook his leg that was propped up against the other, dangling a cigarette in his mouth arrogantly.

Huang Xiaolong stuffed another piece of chocolate in his mouth while shaking his head and said, “That won’t be necessary.”

“OK. Let us begin,” Fourth Brother Yin extended his hands toward the table and started to shuffle the mahjong tiles.

For a game like this, the players would shuffle the tiles personally instead of using a machine. After all, machine shuffling and deck-cutting were controlled by software, so it would be easy to manipulate.

Huang Xiaolong smiled merrily as he shuffled the tiles too.

Clank, clank, clank!

The three players shuffled the tiles thoroughly.

As soon as Huang Xiaolong’s hands touched the tiles, a strange feeling welled up in his heart, as if he was finally reunited with an old friend or lover whom he had not met for a long time!

This feeling was too intimate and too familiar!

The rest of the spectators in the private room, such as Brother Tiger and Brother Earthworm, who were standing behind Fourth Brother Yin, as well as Su Xiaoman, who was standing behind Huang Xiaolong, had expressions full of anxiety, to the point that they dared not breathe aloud.

This hand of mahjong involved high-stakes worth millions of wins or losses, an absolute thrill, and exhilaration!

Since this was a hand of three-player mahjong, the tiles used were Bamboo and Dots, without Characters, nor Flowers.

There were only 72 tiles of mahjong involved in this set.

For truly skillful mahjong players, they do not even need to look at the tiles, simply by touching the tiles during the shuffle, they would be able to tell by touch and the minuscule weight difference to differentiate each tile and the character it carried.

Thereafter, based on each player’s composed winning hand, they would stack the tiles accordingly.

Combined with super memory, the position of each tile, estimating which player would draw which tile, every single move would be under control!

To put it simply, the tile shuffle was particularly crucial for the pro players.

This was true in Huang Xiaolong’s case. During the shuffle, he had already planned out his winning hand and stacked the tiles in predetermined positions, so that other players would draw useless tiles. All the good tiles would be drawn by Huang Xiaolong, to the point that other players would not even have the chance to form a meld.

Both Huang Xiaolong and Fourth Brother Yin shuffled the tiles at top speed, even the tile stacking process was a blur of movements. After stacking their own, they quickly switched to stacking the tiles for the bespectacled man so that he did not even get the chance to form his own stack, leaving him dumbfounded.

The tile stacking process was completed.

At this moment, Huang Xiaolong had already stacked the required tiles in the rightful positions. Basically, once he had drawn all the tiles, it would form a Heavenly Hand.

It was quite obvious that Fourth Brother Yin was far from the same level as Huang Xiaolong.

The mahjong technique he was proficient at was a cheat trick, by the name of ‘draw 2, discard 2′.

As the name suggested, during the game, he would draw 2 tiles and discard 2 useless tiles at each turn.

As anyone could tell, if the player managed to draw 2 tiles at each turn, it would greatly elevate the chances of getting more winning combinations! The probability of getting good tiles would be increased several times!

However, as a cheating technique, it required extremely quick hand movements!

To be able to draw 2 tiles and discard 2 tiles without being detected, the speed of the hands must be quicker than the speed of other players’ eyes!

Fourth Brother Yin had immersed himself in this technique for more than a decade, practiced this ‘art’ to the level of perfection, and had used this trick in tens of thousands of games without being exposed!

Moreover, he had raised a baby ghost that would help to peek at other players’ tiles, it could be said that at the mahjong table, he was a victorious general who would never suffer the taste of defeat!

Therefore, it had now reached the most critical part, more pivotal than the shuffle — rolling the dice!

Only by rolling the points needed could the player comfortably get the tiles that they had stacked. 

All three players would roll the dice, and the person with the highest points would be the dealer.

“You first,” Fourth Brother Yin flicked a glance at the bespectacled man.

The bespectacled man was under extreme stress and was sweating profusely, he grabbed the 2 dice on the table, rocked his hands and threw it on the table. The dice settled on 3 and 4 points respectively, adding up to a total of 7 points, it could be regarded as a relatively moderate point.

“You’re the guest, please go ahead,” Fourth Brother Yin looked at Huang Xiaolong mockingly.

He was not concerned about being the dealer, since he could steal the tiles as he wished, being a dealer or not made no difference to him.

Huang Xiaolong grinned as he grabbed the dice and rolled it nonchalantly, both dice landed on 6 points, which was the highest total!

“Eh?” Fourth Brother Yin’s eyes twitched at the corners, and he looked at Huang Xiaolong in uncertainty. ‘Rolling 12 points just like that, is it by chance, or… d*mn it, spooky, it’s really spooky!’

Finally, it was Fourth Brother Yin’s turn to roll the dice, he managed to get 4 and 5 points respectively, with a total of only 9 points.

Huang Xiaolong was the dealer.

“Hehe, I’m the dealer! I get to take the tiles first!” Huang Xiaolong smiled merrily and rolled the dice again. One was 3 points and the other 4 points; it was exactly the points that he wanted. If he took the tiles according to this position, Huang Xiaolong would get a Heavenly Hand, and the game would end.

All three players started taking their respective tiles.

Fourth Brother Yin chuckled before unobtrusively touching the willow pendant hanging on his neck.

The very next moment, a purplish-green baby ghost that was perched on Fourth Brother Yin’s shoulder floated like a wisp of smoke toward Huang Xiaolong. Squatting on Huang Xiaolong’s shoulder, it peeked at his tiles.

Huang Xiaolong smiled placidly, inclined his head to glance at the baby ghost on his shoulder, before moving his lips, and recited a chant silently. 

The chant he recited was the ‘Chant of Rebirth’, aimed specifically at spirits and ghost infants. Whether it was a premature death, death by accident, or resentful death by suicide, all would be purified.

As soon as the chant was recited, countless sparks of golden light invisible to the naked eye spewed from Huang Xiaolong’s mouth, it formed numerous Sanskrit characters that were full of grandiose and majesty and wrapped around the baby ghost.

Hiss…hiss…

The body of the baby ghost disintegrated like snow melting under the sun.

It made a heart-wrenching wail and struggled vigorously, to no avail. After a few minutes, the body of the ghost disappeared into thin air without leaving any trace.

Fourth Brother Yin trembled violently. He suddenly felt that the bond he had with the willow pendant that seemed to be connected by blood was abruptly broken!

At this moment, all three players had taken their tiles.

“Excuse me, I’ve drawn the Heavenly Hand1,” Huang Xiaolong smiled faintly before he pushed his tiles down.