Chapter 318 — A Moment's Radiance
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"Very well, Divine Doctor. And the consultation fee..." Liu Tianyi was no fool. If he did not ask about the fee, he could hardly leave it unmentioned; to feign ignorance would be to show poor manners.
"Grandpa Guan, do you have a bank account? Just transfer it over," Wei Zhao said, turning to Guan Xuemin.
"Transfer it to me?" Guan Xuemin was briefly startled, then understood that Wei Zhao meant for him to plan the pharmaceutical company. He nodded. "That works. Then transfer it to me for now. Mr. Liu, you know my account number?"
"I do." Liu Tianyi nodded. He had previously prepared two million to transfer to Guan Xuemin as a consultation fee, so he had noted down Guan Xuemin's number. Liu Tianyi called one of his men directly and had him transfer the prepared hundred million in funds to Guan Xuemin's account. Before long, Guan Xuemin's phone chimed with a deposit notification.
After confirming that all was in order, Wei Zhao nodded in satisfaction. It seemed Liu Tianyi was a man of his word; there would be no need to cut ties with him entirely in the future. It was only that wife of his who was truly beyond praise.
In an empty room upstairs, Wei Zhao had Liu Zhenhu lie flat on his back, asked Guan Xuemin for a box of silver needles, and then quietly gazed at Liu Zhenhu, in no hurry to insert the needles, mulling something over instead.
He had already examined Liu Zhenhu's condition the first time they met, so there was no need to check again. What he was weighing now was the treatment plan — how to cure Liu Zhenhu's angina most swiftly and effectively.
Of course, a complete cure was impossible — at least not now. Some of Old Man Wei's miracle pills were hidden away as jealously as treasures; there was no way he could get his hands on them.
But keeping the illness from flaring up for ten years was possible — though it smacked a little of deception.
Wei Zhao sighed. Never mind. He would keep it under control for ten years first; if Liu Zhenhu truly lived to a ripe old age, it would be soon enough to think of other methods then.
With that thought, Wei Zhao began inserting needles into Liu Zhenhu with flying speed — so fast that even Guan Xuemin, a master hand at acupuncture, was shaken. It flowed like clouds and water, done in one continuous breath.
Two minutes later, Wei Zhao began lifting, thrusting, twirling, and twisting each needle...
"Neiguan, Ximen, Yinxi, Juque, Shanzhong — channel your energy in..." Old Jiao's voice suddenly sounded at Wei Zhao's ear.
Wei Zhao was overjoyed. He had no idea what sort of being Old Jiao really was, but with his help, clearly half the effort would yield double the result! Wei Zhao hurried to do as instructed...
At that moment, the handles of the energy-infused silver needles suddenly began to buzz and tremble, as though driven by something. Even after Wei Zhao's hand left the handles, the needles kept quivering on Liu Zhenhu's body without pause...
Guan Xuemin's eyes went wide as he stared in disbelief at the silver needles on Liu Zhenhu's body. What kind of acupuncture was this? How had he never seen it before? Not only had he never seen it — he had never even heard of it! He had never known that silver needles, once parted from the one who inserted them, could still "dance" on a patient's body!
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