Chapter 95

Lin Xuerou is angry!

"Huo Zhuxuan, don't think that only Western things are advanced, and that the essence of Chinese culture is just a deception, hum! Although I study Western medicine, I know that there are many diseases that Western medicine, which treats symptoms rather than the root cause, cannot cure. Even some cancers can be controlled and treated by traditional Chinese medicine, while Western medicine can only chemotherapy a person to death. As the saying goes, 'Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing.' Don't meddle in what you don't understand."

After saying this, she ignored her.

Huo Zhuxuan, however, was very puzzled. "What I said is true. Why don't you understand? I admit that traditional Chinese medicine is a national treasure, but that guy is clearly overcharging... Xiaolin, what do you think?"

Zhu Zhilin just smiled. "Sister Xuan, the true essence of Chinese culture is not limited to traditional Chinese medicine. I feel that Mr. Zhao should also be an expert in Yi Xue (the study of the Book of Changes) and Xuan Xue (mystical studies)."

"Ha ha!"

Huo Zhuxuan was even more puzzled. "Xiaolin, you believe him too? That's really strange... True masters of Yi Xue and Xuan Xue, those who cultivate and seek immortality, if they exist, are from thousands of years ago. You still believe in these things! I'm really speechless!"

Zhu Zhilin smiled. "Alright, I have a hunch that Zhiqiang can really cure my mother's illness or at least alleviate her pain. Sister Xuan, how about we make a bet?"

"Bet? I really don't believe that guy. He looks like a playboy, a deceiver, or even someone who's just using Master Lin's name." Huo Zhuxuan is a stubborn person, always self-centered, and has a deep-seated resistance to certain things. She unconsciously used her true qi, determined to get to the bottom of this with her two sisters. "What do we bet?"

Lin Xuerou was still angry. She thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled seductively. "Sister Xuan, the bet is this: whoever loses has to kiss that guy in public!"

She is naturally lively and often likes to play tricks, and she has long wanted to tease this big sister, who sometimes thinks too highly of herself.

Huo Zhuxuan looked at Zhu Zhilin, seeking her opinion with her eyes.

Among the three of them, Zhu Zhilin has the thinnest skin, and she probably wouldn't agree.

Zhu Zhilin smiled. "Alright, let's do it! Anyway, none of us have boyfriends, and our first kisses are still sealed. If we lose, well, it would be more tragic than losing a billion dollars!"

She glanced inside the room a few times and noticed that her parents were having a pleasant conversation, which gave her some hope.

However, she was determined to tease Sister Xuan.

Huo Zhuxuan wouldn't back down.

"Hum, fine, fine, you two are ganging up on me, aren't you? I don't believe it. Even the most authoritative hospitals in Hong Kong and Paris couldn't diagnose or treat the illness, and a common guy, who might even be a fraud, can really cure it. Of course, I hope he can cure Auntie's illness..." She realized her words were full of flaws and stopped talking. "Let's bet!"

The three of them hooked their pinkies, sealing the deal!

At this moment, Zhao Zhiqiang was already smiling and stopping Zhu Qiming from adding more money, which was a misunderstanding. "Uncle Zhu, what I meant is that Auntie's illness has already been alleviated. The headaches should not recur. However, mental issues need mental treatment, and I haven't figured out how to solve this yet. When I took her pulse just now, I found that Auntie's constitution seems somewhat abnormal. I wondered if Xiaolin has the same constitution. When I shook her hand just now, I felt a weakness in her Heart Meridian. Could it be that both Auntie and Xiaolin have a cold constitution that makes them prone to cold-related illnesses?"

Both of them exclaimed in surprise, and Wen Qing tightly held Zhao Zhiqiang's hand.

"Mr. Zhao, Xiaolin does have a cold constitution, and she has been sick since childhood. Master Lin has also seen her, and she has been taking tonics for years. However, she started vomiting when she took them, so we switched to Tibetan medicine, which helped a bit. Do you have any methods?"

In her desperation, Wen Qing forgot that this man was also Master Lin's junior...

"Then, then, is my wife's headache really gone?"

Zhu Qiming was more concerned about his wife.

"Yes. The headaches won't recur for now, and this is certain. However, there is a possibility of recurrence in the future. I will think about it and come up with a solution to root out the problem."

Zhao Zhiqiang almost guaranteed it. If it were fake, it would be a slap in the face for Master Lin. The Zhu couple thanked him repeatedly.

"Xiaolin, come in and let Mr. Zhao check your cold constitution. Maybe he can treat it."

"Ah, Lin girl, why didn't you say earlier? We were so busy with the birthday party that we neglected Mr. Zhao, our distinguished guest." Wen Qing's spirits were clearly better, and her voice was much higher.

"Mom, your head..."

Wen Qing, who had always been quiet, indifferent, and pale, now looked completely different, with a much better complexion and a relaxed expression.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Even when Wen Qing shook her head vigorously, she no longer felt the sharp, inexplicable pain.

"Really? That's great!"

Lin Xuerou noticed that Zhao Zhiqiang seemed a bit pale.

"How are you?" Lin Xuerou hadn't heard Master Lin talk about the Qi-Induction technique, but she knew that Zhao Zhiqiang had a secret skill that her grandfather admired greatly, which was the reason for giving him the family treasure. She noticed that, just like at the Li family and at her own home, he was affected by something. "Are you okay?"

Zhao Zhiqiang felt a warm feeling in his heart when Lin Xuerou came in and first asked about him.

"Ha ha, I'm fine. However, the task you entrusted to me is completed. Auntie Wen's headaches won't recur for now."

"Yes, I believe you. You can definitely cure it. But, looking at your face... do you need to rest a bit?"

"No, I'm fine."

Zhao Zhiqiang had just been drained of a tenth of his heart's blood and a bit of the essence of heaven and earth, which he used to replenish a bit of his spiritual energy. He was much better, but he still looked pale and was greatly affected in terms of strength and energy.

At this moment, Huo Zhuxuan had been circling around Wen Qing for a long time. "Auntie Wen, is your headache really gone?"

"It's really gone. Mr. Zhao's medical skills are truly extraordinary!" Wen Qing was puzzled. Why was Little Xuan asking this?

"But, but..." Huo Zhuxuan was confused. Mr. Zhao!

This, this!

"Mr. Zhao, can you check Xiaolin again? My cold constitution is not a big issue, but when she gets sick, she can't sleep all night, has many nightmares, and no matter how many blankets she uses, she still feels cold. It's like in winter, staying in the northeast, where even with heating, it's still better."

"Yes, living in an old house with a kang (a traditional heated bed) would be even better." Zhu Qiming added, his eyes full of hope.

Zhu Zhilin sat opposite Zhao Zhiqiang.

Her face was slightly red, and she was a bit nervous, biting her lip. "Thank you for curing my mother's headache."

Zhao Zhiqiang listened while thinking about how to solve this problem.

While sitting outside, he had already been considering it. Since learning medicine from Master Lin, he seemed to have a sixth sense. When he saw unusual patients, he would think about how to solve their problems, not through medical knowledge but through the method of using spiritual energy in medicine.

No one dared to disturb him. His fingers were still on Zhu Zhilin's wrist, and he seemed to have forgotten to take them off, looking very focused.

Huo Zhuxuan, however, thought that this unscrupulous traditional Chinese doctor was taking advantage of Xiaolin by checking her pulse.

But seeing their willing interaction, she couldn't intervene. And it seemed that Auntie Wen's headache was really gone? She didn't seem to be faking it... After all, she knew Auntie Wen's headache symptoms very well.

Well, well, if it comes to it, I'll just be stubborn... She now regretted making the bet. Even a billion dollars would just be a matter of swiping a card or writing a check. These two girls were deliberately doing this!

But, it really worked? She was very skeptical.

A charlatan!

Looking at the earthy-looking Zhao Zhiqiang, she found him less and less like a good person!

Even his donation earlier seemed to have another purpose... When Miss Huo's temper flared, what she saw was what she thought.

After half a minute, a bit of spiritual energy was injected into the Heart Meridian, and Zhu Zhilin felt an unprecedented comfort, as if she had walked into a sunny world, feeling very warm.

Zhao Zhiqiang's newly recovered half of his spiritual energy forcefully penetrated her Heart Meridian, reaching the organs at the end of the Heart Meridian. However, he couldn't find the cause, and using spiritual energy to open his financial eye was also ineffective.

But he thought of a method.

In one of the unnamed ancient books on "Investigating Things," there was a record about "Warm Jade." Combining this with his understanding of using spiritual energy to protect the heart, Zhao Zhiqiang felt it was worth a try.

"Yes, a congenital cold constitution. I can't cure it for now, but there is a method using warm jade that can greatly reduce Xiaolin's sensitivity to cold and improve her resistance to it, allowing her to sleep well every day."

"Really? That's great!" Zhu Zhilin was almost jumping with joy!

Zhao Zhiqiang decided to try it, but he didn't have a suitable piece of jade.

"Um, but it can't be done now. I need a piece of jade with a mild nature, but I don't have such material."

"Ha ha!" Zhu Qiming laughed. "Mr. Zhao, you might not know, but I deal with these things! Besides antiques and paintings, I also have jade. But, when you say mild nature, do you mean soft jade? Would Hetian jade work?"

Zhao Zhiqiang didn't know much about these things, but he remembered that he had a jade piece in his pocket.

"Oh, right, I bought one earlier. It's on me. Let me try!"

"I'll have all types of jade brought over immediately!" Zhu Qiming, concerned about his only daughter's health, didn't wait. He ran to the side and called his subordinate.

"Go to the warehouse and bring the best quality pieces of each type of jade. Hurry!"

Knowing that Zhao Zhiqiang was not an ordinary doctor but a mysterious person, Zhu Qiming wouldn't miss this opportunity. He had been in business for twenty years and knew how to seize opportunities.

Zhao Zhiqiang completely forgot the taboo of not showing off one's wealth or skills, or simply didn't think about it. He took out the milky white jade piece with silk patterns that Huo Zhuxuan had donated, thinking about the "Spiritual Jade" method he had read twice recently.

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