"Take care, sis..."
After more than an hour of negotiation and bargaining, Chen Qiuyun sold the prescription from Wan Yunting to pharmacist Chen Min for a high price of 6.6 million.
Of course, a pharmacist alone wouldn't have so much money, but he knew a wealthy calligraphy and painting collector in the capital. Upon seeing Chen Qiuyun's prescription and inquiring if she wanted to sell it, the collector immediately contacted her, and she eventually sold the prescription.
Chen Min then wrote a new prescription for Chen Qiuyun based on the ingredients in Wan Yunting's prescription. He also personally prepared several doses of Chinese medicine for her and escorted her out of Guren Hall. Chen Qiuyun, holding her son Liang Youle with one hand and the 6.6 million check with the other, had a complex expression.
She flagged down a taxi, got in with her son, and asked the driver to head towards their alleyway home. Her expression was somber, lost in thought, until the driver stopped at the entrance of the alley and called out to her. Chen Qiuyun snapped back to reality, paid the fare, and got out with Liang Youle and the medicine bag. As she entered the alley, her phone rang, making her heart skip a beat as she knew who it was.
"Qiuyun, how did it go?"
As soon as the call connected, Sima Boyong's voice came through asking.
"Mhm, I just got back. But the acupuncture treatment he gave Youle wasn't the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate you mentioned, but the Shenzhen Method!" Chen Qiuyun's expression returned to its usual cold and indifferent demeanor, her tone very calm.
At that moment, Sima Boyong, reclining in his chair in his residence in the Korean Peninsula, had a beauty in traditional Korean attire massaging his legs. His disciples Zhu Yangyu and Wei Ping, along with his grandson Sima Xuanyu, sat nearby watching him. Sima Boyong raised an eyebrow slightly and said, "So, he's not using the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate to treat the child?"
Chen Qiuyun walked through the alleyway. "He said today's treatment with the Shenzhen Method was just the beginning, and formal treatment would begin tomorrow. But whether he'll use the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate is unknown."
Sima Boyong's sinister small eyes narrowed. After a ten-second pause, he said, "Qiuyun, don't you want your freedom? I don't care if you seduce him or use any other method. As long as you can pry the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate from Wan Yunting for me, I will grant you your freedom!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Qiuyun's heart sank. Her beautiful face turned extremely cold, and even her phoenix-like eyes revealed endless hatred. Finally, without another word, she hung up the phone.
On the other end, Sima Boyong put down his phone and smiled with his old lips. His grandson Sima Xuanyu immediately asked, "Grandpa, can she really steal the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate from Wan Yunting?"
Sima Boyong picked up his teacup and took a sip. Wei Ping chimed in, "I'm worried she won't do as Uncle Master wishes..."
Sima Boyong put down his teacup and waved his hand, sneering, "Don't worry, she'll obediently listen!"
Chen Qiuyun, standing at her doorstep, clenched her phone tightly in her left hand. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her chest, as if ten thousand ants were crawling inside her. Chen Qiuyun couldn't bear the sudden stabbing pain and cried out, squatting down on the ground and clutching her aching chest, gritting her teeth to endure. She then quickly opened her down jacket and took out a small medicine bottle from her inner pocket. Trembling, she poured out a small red pill and quickly took it, then slumped against her doorway, still holding her chest...
Liu San and his wife from next door came out. Seeing Chen Qiuyun like this, they exchanged nervous glances. The woman asked, "Are... are you alright?"
After taking the medicine and feeling a bit better, Chen Qiuyun's phoenix eyes were red, her face cold. She handed the medicine in her hand to them. "Take this medicine and decoct it."
"Okay..."
Liu San quickly stepped forward to take the medicine bag from her. The woman also took the dazed Liang Youle, who was standing nearby, and brought him into their neighboring house.
The dull, stabbing pain in her chest subsided. Chen Qiuyun sighed slowly, struggled to her feet, opened the door, and returned to the living room. She sat weakly on the chair, propping her forehead with one hand on the table...
Thinking of the torment she had suffered in the Sima family for the past decade and more, her stubborn tears finally could not be held back and slowly trickled down...
Meanwhile, at the office of the Chinese Medicine Association, Wan Yunting was unaware of these events. However, he found Chen Qiuyun's actions somewhat strange, though he couldn't pinpoint why.
In the evening, at a renowned restaurant in the capital, Wan Yunting and Gu Yuanbai had invited all the influential figures in Beijing's traditional Chinese medicine community. The four national masters Gu Shiren, Xue Dongshan, Liu Pingyi, and Li Tiangui presided, and other colleagues were also present to celebrate the inauguration of Wan Yunting and Gu Yuanbai as the Chairman and Vice-Chairman of the Chinese Medicine Association, respectively.
They hadn't held a banquet to celebrate their appointments yet, so they had specially invited everyone for this evening. Wan Yunting and Gu Yuanbai naturally delivered impassioned speeches, outlining their vision and plans for the revival and development of traditional Chinese medicine, receiving recognition and applause from those present.
Even Kong Jingguo made an appearance, further confirming the mysterious relationship between Wan Yunting and Kong Jingguo...
The drinking lasted until past eleven o'clock at night. Wan Yunting, who could normally hold his liquor, had his brain numbed by the alcohol. He went straight to bed upon returning home and only woke up at seven the next morning.
Missing the optimal time for morning meditation and practice, Wan Yunting got up and performed some sword forms. He also gave pointers to Duan Yingying on her martial arts. Looking around, he saw Zhang Xian'er, that girl, squatting on the steps of the villa's back door, holding a bowl larger than her face, slurping noodles while watching him guide Duan Yingying's practice...
By ten in the morning, Wan Yunting arrived at the Chinese Medicine Association office on time. Today marked his official start of work there, with Shangguan Huier as his assistant.
Throughout the midday, he either met with people from the Health Commission or had discussions with important figures from relevant higher departments concerning the reform of traditional Chinese medicine education next year.
The higher authorities placed great importance on the cultural export of traditional Chinese medicine!
Especially for overseas development, traditional Chinese medicine had always attracted the attention of many foreigners.
For instance, when hosting foreign guests, officials would invite them to experience traditional Chinese medicine.
As a result, traditional Chinese medicine clinics were no longer considered rare shamanic huts abroad. Moreover, the country would be hosting a major sporting event next year, where athletes' representatives from dozens of countries would gather in the capital. Therefore, the authorities began organizing a traditional Chinese medicine treatment team to serve foreign athletes at the time.
This task naturally fell upon Wan Yunting and his Chinese Medicine Association. This was a great opportunity to promote traditional Chinese medicine, so they had to ensure the task was completed successfully.
Concurrently, the education bureau in the capital planned to adopt Gu Yuanbai's reform plan for traditional Chinese medicine education starting next year, beginning with children. They intended to select a few key primary schools in the capital to gradually pilot the reforms.
Additionally, there was the matter of medical support next year, which was basically the work of Wan Yunting and his Chinese Medicine Association. Although he had experience doing similar work as the Vice-Chairman of the Lingnan Chinese Medicine Association, he was still not entirely familiar with the process and required Gu Yuanbai's guidance.
As a result, Wan Yunting and Gu Yuanbai spent the entire day meeting with many officials sent to arrange work. They also specifically visited the Asian Games Village to observe the living conditions of the athletes and to reallocate areas and equipment for traditional Chinese medicine treatment...
They were busy until seven in the evening. Gu Yuanbai still wanted to take him to Elder Gu's home for dinner, but Wan Yunting waved his hand. "No, Elder Gu. I still need to see a patient. I was supposed to meet them at noon, but I was too busy today. I have to go to their home personally."
Gu Yuanbai asked, "Is it the patient's child who came yesterday?"
"Mhm."
Wan Yunting and Gu Yuanbai walked downstairs together. He explained Liang Youle's condition to Gu Yuanbai. When they reached the car downstairs, he drove directly towards Chen Qiuyun's home...
Chen Qiuyun had brought her son to the association's office building at noon. At that time, Wan Yunting and Gu Yuanbai were out. After receiving the call, Wan Yunting explained to Chen Qiuyun and agreed to visit her home to see the child in the evening if he had time.
So, at this very moment, Chen Qiuyun, back at home, had prepared another table full of dishes. This time, the spread was much richer than on the previous two evenings, and a bottle of good wine was placed on the table. When there were two knocks on the door, Wan Yunting's voice came through, "Sister Chen, it's me."
Hearing his voice, Chen Qiuyun's usually expressionless face instantly broke into a smile. She hurried to open the door and, looking at Wan Yunting in front of her, she showed an enthusiastic smile. "Mr. Wan, you're here. Come in quickly, it's cold outside..."
Wan Yunting's eyes, however, froze for a moment. He looked at Chen Qiuyun, who was wearing a V-neck floral print dress. Her fair, rosy skin exuded a captivating allure, and her long, dark hair was tied back with a colorful ribbon, revealing her stunning beauty...
Her perfectly arched eyebrows, a pair of naturally alluring phoenix eyes filled with charm, a high-bridged nose, and plump lips that were moist and inviting even without lipstick. Especially her face, which was bare of any makeup, was fair with a rosy glow. Her fair swan-like neck descended to a pair of exquisite collarbones that were soul-stirring, and further down, a cleavage that made all men instantly lose their senses and fall into a trance...
Beautiful, truly beautiful!
Even Wan Yunting in his heart had to acknowledge the sheer beauty of the woman before him.
Chen Qiuyun also felt the change in Wan Yunting's gaze, causing her pretty face to blush slightly, and she shyly lowered her head. Wan Yunting snapped back to reality, his expression awkward. "Sister Chen, let's go inside quickly, it's cold..."
"Mhm, you go in first..."
Chen Qiuyun's voice was soft and pleasant. She moved aside, letting Wan Yunting enter first, and then closed the door behind her. Looking back at the man's retreating figure, a complex emotion flickered beneath her phoenix eyes...
"Mr. Wan, thank you for coming so late. Let's eat first."
Chen Qiuyun stepped forward, wanting to take the medicine box Wan Yunting was carrying, but he put it down first. Looking at the table laden with dishes, he, who hadn't eaten dinner yet, was naturally not polite. He chuckled, "Sister Chen, what are you saying? We agreed to meet at noon, and you had to make a special trip."
Chen Qiuyun ladled soup for him and smiled. "It's alright. I know you're an important figure and must be busy. I'm already very grateful that you're willing to treat my son. Here..."
"Thank you."
Wan Yunting took the soup and put it down, then looked around and asked, "Where is Youle?"
"He's inside. I'll go get him to eat."
With that, Chen Qiuyun went into her room, carried Liang Youle out, sat him in a specially made chair, and while feeding him, she warmly invited Wan Yunting to enjoy the dishes.