Chapter 14

It is said that Chen Fan was already on his way to treat his injuries.

This time, Xiao Qi did not drive the Range Rover, but an old Audi A6. In terms of price, it was far inferior to the previous Range Rover.

However, looking at the Jinling Military District license plate it hung and the provincial and military district passes stuck on the windshield, one could tell that this car was much more significant than the Range Rover.

Traffic police who dared to stop the Range Rover would not dare to stop this car.

While driving, Xiao Qi glanced at Chen Fan through the rearview mirror and suddenly said, "Mr. Chen should have already guessed the identity of the leader, right?"

Chen Fan nodded.

He finally figured out the origin of the old man in the Tang suit.

Wei Fu!

No wonder the name sounded so familiar; he was the most famous figure from Chuzhou in modern times.

Chuzhou is located in the northern part of Jiangnan Province. In terms of economy, it could only rank in the middle of the province. It had always been relatively unknown, both economically and in terms of reputation. Wei Fu was considered the most famous person from Chuzhou in nearly a hundred years.

It was said that he joined the army when he was young and was one of the youngest generals at the time of the founding of the country. In the 1980s, he also participated in the counterattack against Annam and was known as a "tiger general."

With such a background, no wonder Zhou Tianhao was so frightened when he heard the name. But from his appearance, it seemed he had a deep connection with the Wei family?

Wei Lao was a soldier who protected the country, so how did he get involved with someone like Zhou Tianhao, who was half-black and half-white? Chen Fan couldn't help but frown.

Xiao Qi also noticed Chen Fan's confusion and quickly explained, "The leader has three sons and two daughters, excluding those who died young. The eldest son is the most accomplished; he entered the political arena and is now in charge of the provincial Political and Legal Affairs Commission."

"The second son, Ziqing's father, was sent to the army by the leader and is now a major general in the Jinling Military District's General Staff Department, which is also quite impressive."

"But the third son is not as capable. He neither wanted to enter politics nor the military. He started a company and used his grandfather's and elder brother's names to swindle people. The cities in northern Jiangsu all give face to his grandfather and elder brother, allowing him to live a decent life. Zhou Tianhao is one of his subordinates."

Even someone like Xiao Qi, who was an outsider, couldn't stand Wei Lao's third son, indicating that he was indeed not a good person.

Chen Fan nodded, showing his understanding.

The car drove along the Yanhui Lake road, deep into the Yunwu Mountains, and stopped in front of a large courtyard with green bricks and tiles.

"This is the military sanatorium in the northern Jiangsu region, which only receives officers at the division level and above. Old Leader's health is not good, so he mostly stays in the sanatorium," Xiao Qi explained after parking the car and accompanying Chen Fan inside.

Walking on the quiet path, they saw elderly people and white-clad nurses passing by. It was clear that these people had once been significant figures. Now, in their seventies and eighties, they could only stay in the sanatorium to enjoy their twilight years.

"The environment here is indeed very good, suitable for recuperation," Chen Fan praised, admiring the location chosen by the military.

When they met Wei Lao, he was writing calligraphy, and Ziqing was grinding ink for him.

Chen Fan took a look; Wei Lao's calligraphy must have been practiced for several decades. Although it was slightly inferior to Xu Wen's, it had a majestic and powerful aura.

"Mr. Chen also understands calligraphy?" Wei Lao put down his brush and smiled.

At this moment, Wei Fu was wearing a Tai Chi practice suit, looking more relaxed and free than when he was in the Tang suit. It seemed that with the hope of recovery and being in a familiar place, he was slightly more relaxed.

"I don't understand this."

In his previous life, he had no knowledge of calligraphy, painting, or music. Even after returning to Earth and living as an ordinary person for twenty years, he mainly focused on the culture of the future world.

"By the way, weren't you going to treat my grandfather's injuries? Why didn't you bring any silver needles or anything?" Ziqing interjected, seemingly finding Chen Fan unpleasant and wanting to give him some trouble.

She had also changed into casual clothes, a white fitted short-sleeved T-shirt paired with ultra-short jeans, revealing her long, slender, and muscular legs. Her chest was also high and firm, a stark contrast to her usual style, showing a more feminine and alluring side.

"My method of treating injuries doesn't require acupuncture or massage," Chen Fan shook his head.

"Take a look at this." Chen Fan handed the old man a handwritten 'Wei Family Heart Method.'

The so-called 'Wei Family Heart Method' was a cultivation technique Chen Fan had created by improving and optimizing the internal strength cultivation method Wei Fu practiced. He named it himself, thinking it was quite fitting.

"What is this?" Wei Fu took the thin booklet with a puzzled look. His expression changed as he read it, and the more he read, the more surprised he became. By the end, his face was full of disbelief.

"What's wrong, Grandpa?" Ziqing asked curiously.

After finishing, Wei Fu closed the booklet, closed his eyes, and thought for a long time before finally exhaling slowly.

He bowed solemnly to Chen Fan and said, "Mr. Chen, your great kindness and virtue will never be forgotten by Wei."

"It's nothing. You protected the country and fought for many years, which led to your injuries. Since I met you, I can't just stand by," Chen Fan accepted his bow calmly and said seriously.

"Grandpa, why did you suddenly bow to him for no reason?"

The spirited woman with a ponytail quickly helped Wei Fu up, glaring at Chen Fan, blaming him for not knowing better and making an old man bow to him.

Chen Fan smiled.

This little girl was really fickle. When he agreed to treat her grandfather, she was very polite, but now she was back to her indifferent self.

"Mr. Chen, please explain to Ziqing," Wei Lao said with a smile after bowing, his mood greatly improved.

Chen Fan said calmly, "Your grandfather's injuries are mainly due to two reasons. One is that he was injured while using internal strength and never treated it, leading to a worsening condition that cannot be reversed."

"The second is that the internal strength cultivation method he practiced is flawed, causing damage to his lungs. Although the damage is minimal each time, it accumulates over time and becomes a disease."

"So, my lungs are also damaged?" Ziqing's face changed slightly.

"In theory, yes. But your cultivation is too shallow, so you haven't reached that level yet," Chen Fan shrugged.

Hearing this, Ziqing rolled her eyes, feeling that she was actually lucky to be weak.

Wei Lao nodded, "When the cultivation method was passed down in the family, this issue was indeed mentioned. But at that time, it was already a great fortune to have an internal strength cultivation method, so we didn't care about the lung damage. That's why I didn't teach it to any of my children. If it weren't for Ziqing's strong request, I would have taken this flawed method to my grave."

"Then what is this booklet?" Ziqing asked curiously.

"This booklet is the improved version of your family's cultivation method," Chen Fan answered every question.

"It's not just improved; it's far superior to our family's internal strength cultivation method. Mr. Chen's martial arts skills are truly unparalleled and awe-inspiring," Wei Fu sighed.

The Wei family had practiced this method for several hundred years and couldn't find a way to fix its flaws. Someone managed to create an improved version in just a few days, and it was far better than their family's method. Such ability was truly terrifying.

"But I remember you didn't give him the family cultivation method. How did he improve it?" Ziqing was confused.

"That's why martial arts masters are called 'masters.' Their greatness lies in this," Wei Fu shook his head, looking admiringly. "He can understand the cultivation method you practice just by looking at you a few times. If he didn't have this ability, how could he call himself a 'master'? A 'master' is someone who establishes a school and creates their own style."

Chen Fan waved his hand indifferently, "I'm just a cultivator, not a master."

"Mr. Chen, with such ability, you are not a master, but better than a master," Wei Fu laughed heartily.

"I didn't expect you to be so capable," even Ziqing, who had always been critical of him, couldn't help but look at him with more respect after hearing Wei Lao's words.

Chen Fan smiled inwardly; even the ice queen could praise someone.

"By the way, these are 'Little Peiyuan Pills,' ten in total," Chen Fan suddenly remembered something and took out a glass bottle, handing it to Ziqing. "Make sure to give them to Grandpa Wei on schedule. While taking the pills, he should practice the improved cultivation method. This should cure his condition."

After saying this, he added regretfully, "Unfortunately, the herbs are too expensive, and I can't afford them. Otherwise, I could have refined the true Peiyuan Pills. Then, your grandfather's lung injuries would be a minor issue. One pill could cure all diseases, even bring the dead back to life, and extend life for a few more years."

"So powerful?" Ziqing carefully put away the glass bottle, then retorted, "Are you just boasting? What about curing all diseases, bringing the dead back to life, and extending life? These are just made-up stories in myths and legends."

"Believe it or not, it's up to you," Chen Fan said indifferently, making Ziqing's mouth twist in anger.

'This little brat is so annoying,' Ziqing thought fiercely. 'He always argues with me; can't he give in to me a little? And he's a man, too.'

"I believe Mr. Chen's words. Mr. Chen, would you mind listing the herbs? I can have them help you collect them," Wei Lao suddenly had an idea.

"Sure, I can even give you the pill formula. But no one on this planet except me can refine it," Chen Fan said indifferently.

He found a piece of paper and wrote down the pill formula.

Pills like the Peiyuan Pill must be refined using unique methods from the cultivation world. If outsiders don't understand, they will fail every time.

Wei Fu took the pill formula and saw that it listed extremely precious and rare herbs, all requiring very high ages. No wonder Chen Fan couldn't afford them. Even with the Wei family's resources, it would take a lot of effort to collect them. He nodded slightly and handed the formula to Xiao Qi, instructing him to do his best.

"Alright, the treatment is settled. I also came to ask the old man about the martial arts world," Chen Fan said.

Wei Lao nodded and said, "I guessed you would ask about these things. Go ahead and ask your questions."

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