"Zhao An, please, save my grandma, please," Lin Yuanyuan said tearfully, holding Zhao An's hand, no longer caring about her image.
"Yes, Mr. Zhao, thank you so much for helping our Lin family uncover a traitor. I'm here to express my personal gratitude. I know you treat this old lady for free. Whether it succeeds or not, I will treat you generously." Lin Kaixuan also ca over and said respectfully.
"Okay, for your sake. But if you give another hard ti, I'll turn around and leave. You can prepare your own affairs." Zhao An walked straight across the courtyard and into the room.
An elderly woman, her skin the color of a withered tree, lay unconscious on the bed, breathing more out than in, looking seriously ill.
"Lin Yuanyuan, bring the herbs I instructed and cook them here. Rember, use firewood!" Zhao An took out an alcohol lamp, lit it, and began to disinfect the silver needles. He also took out a capsule and gave it to the elderly woman. He undressed and began acupuncture.
Acupuncture stimulates acupuncture points, allowing the body to continue functioning even when unconscious. This ensures the body remains in a healthy state of vitality, thus combating illness.
To be honest, the elderly woman before him wasn't much to look at; she was shrunken. In Zhao An's eyes, she was just a piece of flesh, an opportunity to gain capital.
Qian Yuling stopped the Lin family's patriarch and his brother from following in. "Don't go in. Give the old lady acupuncture."
With that, the two stood at the doorway, silent, awaiting the results.
Lin Yuanyuan personally boiled the herbs, stewing them in a simr over firewood to raise the temperature.
In the room, Zhao An inserted the needles with swift speed, each ti precisely targeting the desired area. As the capsule Madam Lin had already swallowed quickly digested, her complexion improved.
He took out a secret dicine and gave it to Madam Lin to swallow, then gave her another injection.
This was a cancer treatnt drug. These drugs were extrely precious, indeed precious to outsiders. However, Zhao An, who knew the formula, didn't see them as precious. They were precious only because they couldn't be manufactured or mass-produced, and their value was limited.
Half an hour later, Zhao An left the room. "Don't go in," he said. He took out a pill, opened the lid of the pot, and dropped it in.
Bang! A slight explosion echoed, and a puff of mist billowed.
Zhao An poured the dicine into the bowl. Using this pill would accelerate the full effectiveness of the dicine.
This miraculous technique seed incredible to others. Did they just throw a firecracker?
After feeding Madam Lin the dicine, Zhao An gave her another injection.
Soon, Madam Lin suddenly opened her eyes, sat up quickly, and began to vomit.
Zhao An took the basin and told her to empty it. "Call the nurse to dispose of this filth. Bring the millet porridge over and give it to the old lady." He then took out so hand sanitizer and began to wash his hands, seemingly finished.
"Young Master Zhao, is the treatnt complete?" Lin Kaixuan inquired.
"Yes, it is. Where's the food? Is it ready? I need to eat. By the way, the millet porridge should be almost done. You can go in and visit." Zhao An said, and then he left. He was truly hungry.
Half an hour later, Zhao An had eaten and drunk his fill and was bragging to Qian Yuling and the others.
The head of the Lin family approached. "Mr. Zhao, I'm so sorry about what happened earlier. I shouldn't have doubted you. I'm so sorry. The old lady is in good spirits and said she wanted to thank you in person."
Zhao An waved his hand. "No need. It'll take a while tonight, and we'll be done. Just eat and recuperate."
Lin Dongsheng nodded. "Thank you. It's a small gift. Please accept it." He handed over a check.
"No need. Tsk. Five hundred million. Are you sending away a beggar? I only ca back to make a promise. Tsk." Zhao An gave no respect at all. There was really nothing to say to this ignorant man.
"Having you in the Bai family is truly a great blessing. Since Young Master Zhao doesn't need you, I'll keep it for you. Co back when you need it later." Lin Dongsheng didn't mince words, but instead offered a few complints. Despite the man's unpleasant, even harsh, tone, he didn't really have any ill intentions.
"Alright, there's nothing to be polite about. I have nothing to say to you." Zhao An waved his hand, the guest actually expelling the host.
Lin Dongsheng's expression was grim. His previous actions were indeed sowhat inappropriate. But anyone faced with that situation would make the sa choice as him. A doctor with twenty years of service would certainly trust the other person, even if they were a Korean. "Mr. Zhao, please sit down."
Lin Yuanyuan soon arrived, poured herself a glass of wine, and made a toast. "Zhao An, thank you. I owe you a favor. This is my toast to you. Cheers!" She then downed the nearly two ounces of baijiu in one gulp, sounding quite generous.
"You're welco. It's almost ti. Call at nine o'clock. And prepare my flight for tomorrow at twelve o'clock. I'll be back tomorrow." Zhao An didn't want to stay here any longer. He checked the ti and it was almost ti.
"Are you in such a hurry? Stay a few days. I haven't treated you properly yet!" Lin Yuanyuan said politely. She truly considered Zhao An a friend. Despite his sowhat eccentric temper, he was a rare friend.
As for eccentricity, aren't geniuses always known for their eccentricities?
"No need. Oh, by the way, what are you doing with that Korean doctor?" Zhao An inquired curiously. "He got another man's wife pregnant and then gave birth to the child for you to raise. He's quite the old pervert!"
He spoke as if he weren't a pervert. You know, Zhao An also really liked married won. Especially those in their thirties and forties, full of mature charm, who were the most satisfying to fuck. Their plump, fair flesh, coupled with the charm of ti-tested grace, all embodied the peachy flavor of a mature woman, offering both physical and psychological pleasure!
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