Urban Cultivation: Starting with Winning Back My Wife and Daughter

Meanwhile, Wang Xingyu drove to his traditional Chinese medicine clinic.

"Xiao Wang, a young man in his twenties delivered the plaque and waited for you for half an hour, but he couldn't wait any longer, so he drove back."

Huang Qingyang came out of the antique shop and pointed to the plaque at the entrance.

This was ordered by Wang Xingyu the day before yesterday. The plaque has five big characters: "Deren Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic". It means that people who come to the clinic for treatment should have virtue and benevolence.

Wang Xingyu had arranged with his boss for 9 a.m., but it's almost 10 a.m. now, so naturally the boss can't wait any longer.

"Something came up and I was delayed. Mr. Huang, have you already paid for me?"

"It's only three thousand yuan, it's nothing."

"No, I must return the money for the plaque to you."

Wang Xingyu handed over the three thousand yuan he had prepared to Huang Qingyang, then opened the clinic, moved a chair over, and, standing on the chair, hung up the signboard.

That wasn't all. Wan Xingyu then took out a small blackboard and placed it on one side of the doorway.

There was only one sentence written on the small blackboard.

"Our clinic only treats difficult and complicated diseases. The minimum consultation fee is 200,000. If there is no effect, all consultation fees will be refunded."

Huang Qingyang couldn't help but laugh after reading it.

"Xiao Wang, I think at least 99 percent of people will back down after this announcement."

Wang Xingyu shrugged and said, "That's right. A consultation fee of 200,000 yuan is enough for most patients to go to other hospitals for treatment. Only those patients who have been to many hospitals but still can't get better will come to me for a try, and that's exactly what I want."

Huang Qingyang gave a thumbs up and said, "I really admire you."

Just then, a BMW slowly pulled up in front of the door.

The car door opened, and Luo Haifeng stepped out.

Wang Xingyu was slightly taken aback and said, "President Luo, what brings you here?"

Luo Haifeng smiled and said, "Of course, I'm here to congratulate you on the opening of your clinic."

Wang Xingyu quickly waved his hand and said, "No. I never planned to have an opening ceremony. Places like clinics, hospitals, and medical centers are better off not having booming business."

Luo Haifeng nodded and said, "Mr. Wang is very kind. Who is this old gentleman? He looks familiar."

Wang Xingyu said, "This is Mr. Huang Qingyang, the owner of Zhenbaoge, who is my neighbor. Mr. Huang, this is Mr. Luo Haifeng, the president of Haifeng Real Estate Company."

Surname Huang?

Luo Haifeng seemed to have thought of something and asked, "Elder Huang, are you from the Nebula?"

Huang Qingyang said, "I am from Longxi."

Luo Haifeng said "Oh," and then laughed, "Then I might have mistaken you for someone else."

Wang Xingyu glanced at Luo Haifeng, then at Huang Qingyang, lost in thought.

Five minutes later, accompanied by a burst of firecrackers, Deren Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic quietly opened for business.

Huang Qingyang, Luo Haifeng, and Zhao Yuan were invited into the clinic, and Wang Xingyu brewed them a pot of tea.

He bought this from a specialty store yesterday afternoon for over 60,000 yuan. The tea set and tea are both quite good.

Of course, compared to Huang Qingyang, a professional tea drinker, he is far inferior.

Huang Qingyang was somewhat disappointed and said, "Little Wang, when will you let this old man have a taste of your number one tea in the world? I can't wait any longer."

Wang Xingyu laughed and said, "Old Huang, don't worry, I guarantee you'll be able to drink it within a week."

Luo Haifeng asked curiously, "What is the number one tea in the world? Is it Da Hong Pao from the mother trees of Wuyi Mountain?"

Huang Qingyang said, "Da Hong Pao is good, but it is only the best among ordinary teas. The number one tea in the world that Xiao Wang mentioned is a celestial tea that contains rich spiritual energy."

Luo Haifeng asked suspiciously, "How come I've never heard of such a tea in the world?"

Huang Qingyang pointed at Wang Xingyu and said, "He said yes."

Luo Haifeng said, "Since Mr. Wang says it exists, then it must be true."

Huang Qingyang was taken aback and said, "You trust him that much?"

Luo Haifeng nodded and said, "Mr. Wang saved my life, so of course I believe him. I just don't know if I'll have the honor of drinking this celestial tea?"

Wang Xingyu said, "Yes. You two are both very wealthy, so I will definitely let you try it. After you've tasted it, I'm afraid no other tea will be to your liking anymore. At that time, one or two taels of this immortal tea will cost one million. Let's see if you want to buy it or not."

Huang Qingyang said, "If this tea is really as amazing as you say, I'll give you ten million to sell me a pound of it."

Luo Haifeng was shocked. The fact that this old man Huang could come up with ten million at once meant that he was no ordinary person.

Could he be a member of the Huang family from Nebula?

There are six major business families in Xingyun City: Huang, Zhao, Wang, Ma, Lin, and Liu.

These six companies all have assets exceeding 500 billion yuan, making them incredibly powerful and many times stronger than Luo Haifeng.

The Huang family is the head of the six major families, with interests in various industries and assets all over the world.

Many years ago, Luo Haifeng attended a business gathering organized by the Huang family in Xingyun.

The moment he saw Huang Qingyang, he felt that the old man looked familiar, somewhat like Huang Zhen, the head of the Huang family.

The two simply have completely different temperaments.

Huang Zhen is domineering, speaks with a strong voice, and acts decisively.

Huang Qingyang, on the other hand, was completely different. He exuded a strong air of refinement and spoke with great politeness.

The two are complete opposites.

Luo Haifeng shook his head inwardly.

I was probably being paranoid. How could Huang Zhen possibly open an antique shop in Haijiang?

Wang Xingyu rolled his eyes and said, "Forget about a pound, I'll only sell you two ounces at most."

Huang Qingyang scoffed and said, "Petty."

Wang Xingyu said, "Once you've tasted the immortal tea and experienced its effects, you won't say that anymore."

After a few casual words, Huang Qingyang got down to business.

"Xiao Wang, how long will it take you to resolve Xiao Zhao's problem?"

Wang Xingyu said, "Ten minutes."

Zhao Yuan was startled and asked, "Ten minutes?"

His internal injury had been present for six years, and despite seeing countless doctors, it could not be cured. Every day, he had to spend a huge amount of money to suppress that innate true energy.

Zhao Yuan was in despair when Wang Xingyu unexpectedly solved the problem in ten minutes, which Zhao Yuan could hardly believe his ears.

Wang Xingyu said, "Before that, I need to deal with President Luo's problem first. His is simple, but yours is troublesome."

Zhao Yuan nodded and said, "Okay."

Wang Xingyu said, "President Luo, let's go to the ward."

Luo Haifeng agreed and followed Wang Xingyu into the ward.

Wang Xingyu had Luo Haifeng lie down on the hospital bed, exposing his lower abdomen.

He took out his needle bag, took out gold needles, and inserted them into several acupoints on Luo Haifeng's abdomen.

The golden needles trembled incessantly as the magic power was channeled into them.

Luo Haifeng felt as if a fire was burning inside his abdomen.

But this fire wasn't intense, nor would it burn him; instead, it gave him a warm and comfortable feeling.

After a while, the ball of fire scattered and turned into fire needles, which traveled along Luo Haifeng's meridians.

When encountering a blockage, the fire needle penetrates it directly.

Only then did Luo Haifeng feel waves of pain.

After experiencing the pain for about forty or fifty times, Luo Haifeng felt that fire again.