"Looks like being handsome isn't always a good thing; women everywhere are after me."
Wang Yue felt for the first time that being handsome was a burden.
Thinking this, a smile curved Wang Yue's lips: "But this is a burden I like."
As the saying goes, handsomeness lasts a lifetime.
Compared to being handsome without burden, Wang Yue felt it was better to work a little harder.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for achieving the accomplishment – Shameless, reward: Lucky Draw Ticket *1."
"What kind of talk is that?! What is this supposed to be?"
Wang Yue declared he wanted to see his lawyer.
However, the system went silent again.
Wang Yue felt his trip to Lizhou was worthwhile. In just one day, he had gained a lucky draw ticket and a skill book.
"I'm bored, let's do a lucky draw."
"Use Lucky Draw Ticket?"
"Yes."
"Ding! Congratulations, you have obtained a Ten-Ingredient Rejuvenation Pill *1."
"Ten-Ingredient Rejuvenation Pill?!"
Wang Yue quickly checked the description.
"Ten-Ingredient Rejuvenation Pill: Replenishes both Qi and Blood, capable of saving those who have lost excessive blood and are on the verge of death."
After reading the description, Wang Yue could only say two words.
Awesome!
The Ten-Ingredient Rejuvenation Pills sold in pharmacies only served to warm and replenish Qi and Blood, but this one, produced by the system, could actually save lives.
This was truly a good item.
Wang Yue did not extract it.
He was afraid of losing it if he extracted it, so he would wait until it was needed.
After all, the system did not have a storage space like a spatial ring.
Where he could retrieve and put things back.
"My luck is quite good today, let's draw a skill!"
Wang Yue decided to strike while the iron was hot.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Fuxi Nine Needles (Legendary)!"
Wang Yue was stunned for a long time.
Another legendary skill.
But what was this Fuxi Nine Needles?
It sounded so fantastical.
"Fuxi Nine Needles: Legend has it that it was a needling technique created by Fuxi during the era of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors."
The description was brief.
But in the next second, a torrent of knowledge flooded Wang Yue's mind.
Perhaps the sheer volume of information caused his head to spin for quite a while.
It wasn't until half an hour later, after he had fully processed the knowledge, that his head stopped spinning.
Wang Yue opened his eyes, filled with shock.
He had previously thought that miraculous acupuncture for saving people was just fantasy created in novels, but only after truly mastering acupuncture did he realize it wasn't an exaggeration.
Modern Traditional Chinese Medicine was in decline, while Western Medicine was flourishing, yet acupuncture still held its ground.
This was enough to show that acupuncture indeed possessed miraculous qualities.
And this set of Fuxi Nine Needles that Wang Yue had obtained was long lost.
However, its miraculousness was hard to describe in words. Simply put, as long as there was a breath left, and not all organs had withered and died, it was generally possible to save the person.
"Damn!"
Wang Yue couldn't help but curse.
He didn't know how to express his excitement at this moment.
With this skill, he no longer had to worry about his family's health.
Senile dementia, which modern medicine considered an irreversible central nervous system degenerative disease.
It was incurable, and treatment could only alleviate the symptoms and slow its progression.
The cause was unknown, primarily related to genetic or environmental factors.
That's why, in his past life, after Wang Jianguo developed senile dementia, his health rapidly deteriorated, and Wang Yue could do nothing.
In this life, he had always worried about history repeating itself.
No matter how much money he had in the future, birth, aging, sickness, and death were unavoidable.
But the appearance of Fuxi Nine Needles could rewrite all of that.
Wang Yue felt like letting out a great laugh to the sky.
It seemed the system's promise of unlocking a perfect life was not just empty words.
"Great!"
Wang Yue could only manage to utter one word.
He decided to go to the pharmacy later and buy a set of silver needles to carry with him.
After coming out of the restroom.
Wang Yue felt refreshed and invigorated.
This was probably what they meant by "when good things happen, one feels invigorated."
Wang Yue saw Zhou Dewen and Dai Li at the bar.
The two of them, presumably tired from dancing, were resting.
When Wang Yue walked over.
Zhou Dewen quickly said, "Wang Yue, I was wondering where you went, I was just about to call you."
"What's up?"
Wang Yue asked with a smile.
"Nothing much, Lili and the others have to work tomorrow, so we're getting ready to leave."
Zhou Dewen then added curiously, "Brother Yue, did you win the lottery?"
"Is it that obvious?"
Wang Yue chuckled.
This matter made him much happier than winning the lottery.
"Holy crap?! How much did you win?"
Zhou Dewen asked eagerly.
"Five yuan."
Upon hearing this reply.
Zhou Dewen rolled his eyes: "Five yuan? You're that happy for five yuan?!"
"It's great to win something, isn't it?"
Wang Yue continued to smile.
"By the way, I noticed your Qi and blood seem a bit weak. You should moderate yourself at night from now on."
Wang Yue said meaningfully.
Fuxi Nine Needles had taught him more than just acupuncture techniques.
Acupuncture required a vast amount of Traditional Chinese Medicine knowledge to support it.
Therefore, Wang Yue could now be considered a seasoned TCM practitioner.
When he didn't understand medicine before, he couldn't see deeper things. Now, with just a glance at someone's face, Wang Yue could tell if they were sick or not.
Zhou Dewen immediately looked guilty and said, "Wang Yue, don't talk nonsense, I haven't been rewarding myself in the middle of the night."
Just then.
Zhang Fang walked over, pulling a man along with her.
This man was handsome, appearing to be in his twenties, but the heavy dark circles under his eyes and his unsteady gait clearly indicated that he had indulged excessively in his youthful pursuits, leading to physical depletion.
Wang Yue watched and shook his head repeatedly.
Youth doesn't know the value of...
If this man continued to indulge like this, he'd be hospitalized within three months.
This was his diagnosis based on the man's appearance.
"Legendary skills are indeed amazing!"
Wang Yue silently gave a thumbs-up.
"Everyone, let me introduce you to my new friend – Peter Li."
Zhang Fang said with a smile.
At the same time, she shot Wang Yue a provocative glance.
See? You didn't want me, and I can find a handsome guy no less attractive than you in no time.
Wang Yue understood what Zhang Fang meant.
He couldn't help but inwardly laugh at the woman's shallowness.
Visually, Peter Li's appearance at the moment was indeed on par with Wang Yue's.
But Wang Yue wasn't wearing makeup, while Peter Li was.
After removing his makeup, Peter Li's attractiveness was no competition.
Besides, this kid was severely deficient in his kidneys.
"Hello everyone, it's a pleasure to meet you all."
Peter Li's eyes gleamed upon seeing Dai Li.
As he spoke, he extended his hand to shake everyone's.
He first shook hands with Zhou Dewen, just a light touch, then reached out to Dai Li.
When Dai Li extended her hand, Peter Li clasped it tightly and said, "You must be Lili, Fangfang's best friend, right? You are indeed as beautiful as she said."
As he spoke, he subtly drew a circle on Dai Li's palm.
Dai Li blushed and quickly pulled her hand away from Peter Li, glancing guiltily at Zhou Dewen.
Seeing that Zhou Dewen hadn't noticed, she breathed a sigh of relief.
She quickly responded with a smile, "I'm not that beautiful."