Chapter 94

Zhu Zhilin curiously watched Zhao Zhiqiang from across the room. Zhao Zhiqiang was fully focused on guiding the qi into his body, using the gently twirling silver needles to direct the spiritual energy. He observed the situation in his mind, occasionally asking about the location of the headache and other symptoms.

However, after two minutes, he withdrew the spiritual energy and stopped using the silver needles.

He shook his head, thinking to himself, "Still nervous!"

This person clearly had no physical illness, yet there was a very obvious "death aura" coiling around the center of his forehead, blocking the meridians and preventing the normal flow of qi. Why hadn't he checked this first?

Zhu Zhilin was startled when she saw him suddenly stop the examination halfway through.

"Zhiqiang, how is my mother's illness?" In her simple understanding, Lin Xuerou's introduction to the disciple of the old master, Lin, naturally meant he would have deep expertise, so she asked with great hope.

Zhao Zhiqiang did not respond immediately. Looking at the delicate girl, he felt a bit moved, but he still had no answer. Clearly, this lady's "illness" was not physical.

It was similar to Gu Quanyou's condition, appearing in an intangible and invisible realm. This was indeed hard to explain. Gu Quanyou was a case in point; if Chen Liqin hadn't arrived in time, he would have turned to ashes long ago.

The "death aura" of this lady was different from Gu Quanyou's, being much weaker but deeply entangled.

To find a solution, he would have to use the "Wealth Eye" technique, which he was reluctant to use.

Although he didn't know the principle behind this method, its ability to see through phenomena to the essence was very useful. In his understanding, it could penetrate time and space to reach the desired goal, a level deeper than the "Wealth Eye."

"Um, Xiaolin, your aunt's illness is not physical or mental. I have only detected a slight abnormality. To investigate further, I need to be paid first."

Zhu Zhilin was slightly taken aback. This person had been so generous just now, but why was he asking for money first as a doctor who saves lives and treats illnesses?

She frowned in confusion.

Zhu's mother, however, smiled.

"Hehe, just like Old Master Lin—" Zhu's mother said, "How much would you charge to treat her?"

Old Master Lin was the same, adjusting his fees based on the person.

However, the relationship between the Lin and Zhu families was good, and Lin Shoushan had never charged for treating Zhu's grandfather decades ago.

This was why Zhu Zhilin was confused, given the relationship between the Lin and Zhu families.

This guy...

Was even more money-oriented than his master.

She didn't know that Old Master Lin only taught medical skills and was a sworn brother to Zhao Zhiqiang, not a master.

Zhao Zhiqiang smiled, a bit embarrassed, "Xiaolin, you decide. Cash or a card that can be directly withdrawn, sure. In the past, saving a life cost at least a million, hehe..."

He smiled as he spoke.

To Zhu Zhilin, his smile seemed insincere.

"Hehe, a million for a life? Not bad, not bad. Better than Old Master Lin's pricing. Xiaolin, go ask your father how much it will cost to treat your mother."

"Oh." Zhu Zhilin turned and looked at Zhao Zhiqiang seriously, "Are you—serious?"

Zhao Zhiqiang looked back at her seriously.

She was a very attractive girl, and looking at her was like looking at a calm lake.

"Serious."

"Alright. I'll go."

Zhu Zhilin turned and left the room.

"Are you Old Master Lin's junior brother?" Zhu's mother asked softly, "Do I have some unspeakable illness?"

Zhao Zhiqiang, reminded by her question of what Lin's second brother had said before, that if he found someone he could treat, he should introduce them to him for diagnosis. Otherwise, no one would know the true relationship between him and Old Master Lin, and Lin Xuerou had been ordered to keep quiet.

"Yes. Auntie, you don't have a physical illness. In my view, it's another kind of problem. But I'll explain later."

"Oh." Zhu's mother thought it was about the money and didn't ask further.

At this moment, the door was gently pushed open, and Zhu's father entered, holding a cash check.

Zhu Zhilin was about to enter but was stopped by Zhao Zhiqiang.

"Uncle Zhu, you can come in alone. Xiaolin, please wait outside." Zhao Zhiqiang was afraid that if he saw something shocking or incomprehensible to young people, the girl might not be able to handle it.

Under her father's gaze, Zhu Zhilin closed the door and stepped out.

Huo Zhuxuan was a bit unhappy, "Xiaolin, what's going on? Who is that guy? He doesn't even look like a doctor?"

Lin Xuerou interrupted her, "Sister Hu, he is a doctor. And—"

"Doesn't look like one, is he a quack?"

Lin Xuerou and Zhu Zhilin had never mentioned Zhao Zhiqiang's background, and Hu Zhuxuan thought the Zhu family was desperate and had invited anyone.

"Sister Hu, he is my grandfather's junior brother!" Lin Xuerou couldn't stay low-key anymore; Sister Hu's words had disrespected her grandfather.

"Ah?"

"Ah!"

Both beauties were shocked. Hu Zhuxuan's face turned red, "Sorry, Xiao Rou, I didn't mean to—"

Lin Xuerou smiled, "It's okay. That guy is very capable, I hope he can cure Auntie's illness."

Zhu Zhilin, a traditional girl, thought of the absurd issue of seniority, "Ah, Xiao Rou, then, shouldn't you call him—ah, that, that, grandpa?" She couldn't even say it.

"Hehe, no way! He's dreaming!" Lin Xuerou smiled and raised her eyebrows, "Grandpa said, each generation has its own."

Ah...

The two beauties, Hu and Zhu, shook their heads, not quite understanding. In fact, Lin Xuerou also didn't understand why Old Master Lin was so close to Zhao Zhiqiang, even giving him the heirloom needle box that had already been passed to her father!

Inside the room.

Zhu Qiming, Zhu's father, personally handed a five million yuan check to Zhao Zhiqiang.

"Please, Mr. Zhao, help us. This check can be cashed or transferred at any Bank of China branch in Bin City."

Zhao Zhiqiang saw that the ink was already dry, indicating it had been prepared in advance.

He smiled, "Uncle Zhu, I'll do as you wish." He took the check without hesitation.

With a focused mind, the spiritual energy gathered at the "Wealth Eye," and the images in his mind began to appear, breaking through the black aura!

This time, it was more stable than when he used it on Zhou Shunzhang, and Zhao Zhiqiang could sustain the spiritual energy for a while!

Three minutes, five minutes!

By seven minutes, Zhao Zhiqiang's face had turned pale, and he had been "seeing" Zhu's mother for seven minutes.

If it weren't for knowing he was Old Master Lin's junior brother, Zhu Qiming would have intervened! But later, he noticed that Mr. Zhao wasn't looking at his wife's face; his gaze was unfocused!

His expression was very strange.

Even with the spiritual energy and the essence of heaven and earth forming a channel he believed could penetrate time and space, finding the root of the "death aura" among the complex information was extremely difficult.

The feeling of exhaustion made him almost unable to sit still.

"How is it?" Zhu Qiming asked impatiently.

Zhao Zhiqiang's pale face startled him!

Zhu's mother, Wenqing, looked at him with hope, but was frightened by his sudden change in expression, "What's wrong, Mr. Zhao?"

With their children not present, they showed more respect, though Old Master Lin had instructed them to treat his junior brother informally, as a younger relative.

"Um, Auntie, did you have a twin sister who died in a car accident when you were seven?" Zhao Zhiqiang didn't answer but asked about the cause.

Zhu's mother, Wenqing, was suddenly shaken!

It felt like something had pierced her heart, causing pain.

Zhu Qiming was startled, "Xiao Qing, what's wrong? Mr. Zhao, what you said—"

"The cause of the illness is related to this. After the loss of your twin sister, you started experiencing unexplained headaches and heartaches, which have lasted for almost a year. It started after the memorial service. Is what I said correct?"

Zhu Qiming understood completely. This Mr. Zhao was likely a feng shui master!

Wenqing, however, was shocked, as what Zhao Zhiqiang said matched the time of her illness and the fact that only she knew about the memorial service for her sister.

"Ah! Mr. Zhao, yes, exactly as you said. Last April, during Qingming, I went to Hong Kong to visit my sister's grave. We were twin sisters, but she died in a car accident at the age of five, which has been a lifelong pain for me. After the memorial, I started having headaches. Could it be related to her?"

Zhu Qiming was amazed, "There really are ghosts in this world!"

Zhao Zhiqiang smiled bitterly, "I don't know about ghosts, but I observed the essence of your aura and saw some clues. I used a special method to remove the 'death aura,' and the headaches should be gone. However, this is a mental illness, and if the root cause isn't addressed, it may recur."

"Ah! Should we have a ritual?" Zhu Qiming was familiar with this, as it was common in Hong Kong and mainland China.

"Hehe, this—"

Suddenly, Zhao Zhiqiang extended his finger and pressed it on Wenqing's wrist.

It was very cold.

"Mr. Zhao, money is not a problem." Zhu Qiming quickly took out a checkbook, "As long as Xiaolin's mother doesn't suffer, I'm willing to sell Yipinzhai."

Behind the slightly open door, the three beauties heard some of the conversation. Zhu Qiming's voice was loud, and the three women by the door heard everything clearly.

Huo Zhuxuan huffed!

"Black-hearted! Superstitious, deceiving people!"

Lin Xuerou shook her head, "Ah, this doesn't seem to have much to do with traditional Chinese medicine..."

Zhu Zhilin said nothing, as she knew that Zhao Zhiqiang could not have known about her mother's twin sister in advance!

This person... Could he be a charlatan? Or someone skilled in the esoteric arts?

Indeed, he was an extraordinary person, not an ordinary man.

"Xiaolin, he, he, that money-grubbing doctor is too ruthless, clearly using a ploy to make Uncle Zhu sell Yipinzhai!" Hu Zhuxuan was furious, "Look, he's forcing Uncle Zhu to sell Yipinzhai. What kind of medical skill is this? I think Auntie should go to the California Rehabilitation Center for a check-up..."

To her, a privileged girl from abroad and Hong Kong, that guy was clearly a fraud!

Even with Lin Xuerou by her side, she still said it!