203: Chapter 199: Yan Jing Visits 203: Chapter 199: Yan Jing Visits Ye Qingqing and Uncle Ban, both set their eyes on him, causing Chen Hai to be montarily stunned.
The reason he asked about Uncle Ban’s legs was out of re curiosity, he never thought about helping to treat soone’s ailnt.
Traditional Chinese dicine practitioners usually learn the Yin-Yang Theory and possess so rather odd knowledge.
Strictly speaking, divination and astrology could all be categorized under Taoist Skills.
However, Chen Hai really didn’t understand much about dical techniques, and his inherited skills had little connection to dicine.
Uncle Ban was an incredibly shrewd man!
Chen Hai’s expression caught his eye, and without needing Chen Hai to elaborate further, he had already guessed the outco.
Given his status, he naturally knew many things that ordinary people couldn’t access.
In her spare ti, Ye Qingqing often visited him, keeping him company and chatting.
From Ye Qingqing, he had already learned quite a bit about Chen Hai.
Knowing that Chen Hai did have so genuine skills, when Ye Qingqing asked if there was a way to treat his legs, Uncle Ban held onto a sliver of hope.
But now, seeing the troubled expression on Chen Hai’s face, Uncle Ban gave a bitter smile and shook his head, “These legs of mine have been paralyzed for so many years.
I’ve thought of all possible solutions, and had all the experts of dicine visit .”
“Unfortunately, they were powerless when it ca to the condition of my legs and couldn’t find any solution at all.”
“Qingqing was just asking casually, Chen, you don’t need to feel troubled.
I’ve been paralyzed for so many years; I’m already used to it!”
Uncle Ban sighed deeply, his words seeming to carry an indescribable lancholy.
Even though he was wealthy enough to rival a country, he could still only sit in a wheelchair.
Undeniably, for Uncle Ban, these legs were the ache in his heart, an irreparable regret.
“Chen Hai, I was just asking casually.
If it’s really impossible, don’t force yourself too hard.
Co, let’s have so tea!”
In just a few monts, Ye Qingqing had pushed Uncle Ban into the small pavilion in the courtyard.
She poured the brewed tea for Uncle Ban first, and then, holding the purple clay pot, she poured another cup of hot tea for Chen Hai.
“Qingqing, Uncle Ban, I don’t know much about dical techniques, and I’m not very good at it.”
“If the primary cause of Uncle Ban’s leg condition is rely severe damage from cold and dampness that has almost destroyed his leg ridians.”
“I know of a Skill that might be sowhat effective for this condition!”
“Of course, this is just my guess.
I can’t guarantee if it is really so!”
Frowning and silent for a mont, Chen Hai slowly continued.
“Chen, are you serious?
You really know that kind of Skill…” Initially resigned, Uncle Ban suddenly felt a glimr of hope upon hearing Chen Hai’s words.
His legs were initially injured by jumping from the fourth floor, causing a fracture.
But the main cause was still the untreated injuries and being locked in a dark, damp place that led to the necrosis of the bones and muscles.
If there truly was a suitable Skill, and even a tiny bit of hope, he would definitely try it without hesitation.
“Chen Hai, if you really have a way, could you please help Uncle Ban?” Ye Qingqing, on the side, was also delighted.
With her large eyes blinking, she tentatively spoke, requesting Chen Hai’s help.
“Qingqing, Uncle Ban, I just know of such a Skill.”
“Currently, I haven’t yet mastered this Skill, so I can’t perform it.”
“I need to wait until the first Spring Thunder Day of next year to truly cultivate this Skill, and how long it will take to succeed, I’m not sure myself!”
Chen Hai spread his hands, a touch of helplessness in his tone, as he responded with a wry smile.
The Skill he ntioned was undoubtedly Little Five Thunder Skill.
The real Great Five Thunder Skill is purely a Slaughter Skill, which when mastered to the extre, can summon Heavenly Thunder and destroy everything.
Compared to the Great Five Thunder Skill, the Little Five Thunder Skill was far less potent.
This Skill’s main effect, besides exorcism, was to save lives, particularly effective in expelling wind, removing dampness, and dispersing cold.
Of course, Chen Hai learned about these effects of the Little Five Thunder Skill from a book he obtained from Limp Zhang’s house.
After mastering this Skill, how effective it really would be?
He had no experience whatsoever and could not be completely confident.
“Waiting until the first Spring Thunder Day of next year to cultivate this Skill?”
Slightly stunned, Uncle Ban smiled lightly and said, “It’s just a few months away, not too long.
It’s alright; I can wait!”
“After all these years, I’ve co this far; I’m not in a rush about my legs.”
His originally sowhat despondent mood brightened a bit with a hint of hope, and he visibly felt much better.
He gestured to a man in a black suit standing outside the pavilion, a dozen steps away.
Quickly, the man in the black suit respectfully handed Chen Hai a gold-trimd business card from Uncle Ban.
The business card was simple, with just a na and a phone number; it didn’t list any titles.
Uncle Ban’s contact information was definitely clear to Ye Qingqing.
By leaving his own business card for Chen Hai, it symbolized Uncle Ban’s approval and differed fundantally from Chen Hai asking Ye Qingqing for Uncle Ban’s contact information.
“Chen, if you need any help with the spell you’re cultivating, feel free to call anyti!”
He chuckled and added, “If you have so free ti, you and Qingqing should visit more often.
I’d really appreciate the company.”
“In Capital City, there aren’t many things I can’t handle, and there aren’t many people who dare to disrespect .”
“I see Qingqing as my own daughter, and you’re her boyfriend; we’re all family here.”
“Whatever you need, just call .
Don’t be shy!”
…
Uncle Ban was in a good mood, cheerful and laughing.
For soone, repeated disappointnts aren’t scary, what’s truly frightening is not seeing any hope after them.
Uncle Ban already had a good understanding of Chen Hai through what Ye Qingqing had told him.
In his view, there was no need for Chen Hai to brag in his presence.
Since he ntioned that there might be a spell which could help with his leg condition, it was very believable.
Regardless of the outco, at least the spell Chen Hai spoke of had brought quite a bit of hope to Uncle Ban.
With this glimr of hope, Uncle Ban saw anyone wanting to hinder Chen Hai’s cultivation as an enemy.
For this reason, in front of Chen Hai, he easily made such a promise.
Initially, Uncle Ban ca to West Mountain Villa to et Chen Hai and check on Ye Qingqing.
However, now he seed to have forgotten all about that and was happily conversing with Chen Hai.
…
“Boom boom boom…boom boom boom…” The environnt around West Mountain was generally quiet.
The roaring sound of a large engine broke the tranquility of the area, sounding extrely jarring.
The Jeep series had entered Yanhuang Country’s market quite early.
At this ti, the country’s people weren’t very familiar with car brands; many referred to any SUV simply as a “Jeep”.
Yan Jing’s Jeep Cherokee looked more imposing and more domineering than the average Jeep.
In the USA, the Jeep Cherokee had only been on the market for two years.
Yan Jing’s vehicle was imported, costing him five to six hundred thousand; he had barely driven it a few tis himself.
His main purpose in driving this car to visit Chen Hai was to intimidate him.
“Dong, does that Chen Hai live around here?” Yan Jing found a spot to park his car near Chen Hai’s villa, opened the car door, and jumped out.
Frowning slightly, he scanned the area and asked.
As a local born and raised in Capital City, he naturally knew about West Mountain.
“Right, Brother Jing, that Chen nad guy lives right here!”
Xiang Dong nodded and added, “The houses around here are frightfully expensive.”
“That Chen Hai, a real spendthrift.
He made over a million and I reckon he’s spent most of it on his house.”
Investigating Chen Hai’s affairs was Xiang Dong’s responsibility.
Yan Jing had seen the file on Chen Hai, provided by Xiang Dong, so he knew about the million-plus Chen Hai had made at the recent conference.
Among the group, only Bai Xiaohang was silent upon hearing Chen Hai’s na.
He had just t Chen Hai that morning.
Now, his boss Yan Jing was making him co along to cause trouble for soone nad Chen Hai!
After being silent for a while, Bai Xiaohang felt that it was too coincidental!
After all, Chen is a common surna in Yanhuang Country and the number of people nad Chen Hai must be calculated in the tens of thousands.
“Dong, you might be right, that Chen nad guy probably did spend most of his money on the house like you said!”
“Damn it, if he’s really spent most of his money, what will he use to compensate for losing face?”
“Let’s go in and see what’s happening first.
If he really can’t cough up the cash, I might just have to take a loss and use his house to settle the debt!”
…
Yan Jing chuckled weirdly.
Strutting, he led Xiang Dong and Bai Xiaohang to the front gates of Chen Hai’s villa.
Facing the slightly ajar gate of the villa, he fiercely kicked it open.
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