Urban Cultivation: Starting with Winning Back My Wife and Daughter

Huang Qingyang said impatiently, "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and treat it!"

Wang Xingyu rolled his eyes and said, "Before treating the patient, we need to talk about the treatment fee. I opened this traditional Chinese medicine clinic not to save all living beings, but to earn money to support my family. My rule is that if I can't cure the patient, I won't charge a penny. If I do cure the patient, I'll charge exactly what I owe, not a penny less."

Sun Dasheng asked, "How much?"

Wang Xingyu looked at Huang Qingyang, who understood his meaning and said, "Zhao Yuan's treatment cost is fifty million."

"Fifty million?"

Sun Dasheng couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, but he quickly changed his tone and said, "No problem. As long as Xiaogang can get better, I'll accept even 500 million."

In just one year, Sun Dasheng spent more than 30 million yuan to treat his grandson's illness.

Fortunately, his daughter is a billionaire businesswoman; otherwise, he simply couldn't afford such a huge expense.

If Wang Xingyu could cure Xiaogang, even if it cost a huge sum of 50 million, Sun Dasheng would only feel gratitude.

In his eyes, money is nothing; his children are the most important thing.

Wang Xingyu waved his hand and said, "I don't need fifty million, ten million will do. Zhao Yuan's internal injuries were too troublesome; it almost cost me my life to cure him. This child's problem is with his soul, so it will be less taxing on me. Ten million is enough."

Without rules, nothing can be accomplished!

In a situation like Sun Dasheng's, even if Wang Xingyu asked for three or five hundred million, he would have to give it to him.

Otherwise, the damage to the child's soul will become more and more serious.

Two or three years from now, even Wang Xingyu might not be able to handle it.

But Wang Xingyu cannot do that.

He must set a bottom line for himself.

Treat good people according to the difficulty of treating their patients.

The more difficult the task, the more money you pay; the easier the task, the less money you pay.

When dealing with bad people, forget about treating their illnesses; it's good enough if you don't secretly kill them.

Huang Qingyang gave a thumbs up and said, "That's generous."

Wang Xingyu said, "These are my rules."

Sun Dasheng secretly admired him. Saving 40 million with just one sentence was not something an ordinary person could do.

"Is there anything I need to do?"

Wang Xingyu waved his hand, walked up to Xiao Gang, and said with a smile, "Little guy, look into my eyes."

His tone was gentle, yet carried an undeniable will.

Xiao Gang raised his head and looked into Wang Xingyu's eyes, which were as deep as a bottomless black hole.

In less than five seconds, Xiao Gang's eyelids started to droop, and then he drifted off to sleep.

Sun Dasheng hugged Xiaogang and asked in surprise, "What's wrong with the child?"

Wang Xingyu remained calm and said, "The little guy was too resistant to me. I used a little trick to put him into a deep sleep."

Sun Dasheng said, "He has nightmares."

Wang Xingyu explained, "Dreaming is a sign of poor sleep. People don't dream during deep sleep."

Huang Qingyang asked, "Did you use hypnosis?"

Wang Xingyu nodded and said, "Yes."

Huang Qingyang immediately became interested and said, "That's an amazing move. Can I learn it?"

Wang Xingyu smiled and said, "Hypnosis is essentially a method of applying mental power, provided that your mental strength is strong enough. At your age, where would you get the energy to train?"

Huang Qingyang said "Oh," and then added, "Never mind, I won't learn it."

Seeing Wang Xingyu's remarkable skill in putting his grandson to sleep in an instant, Sun Dasheng's eyes immediately filled with anticipation as he asked, "What's next?"

"Give it to me."

Wang Xingyu picked up Xiaogang, sighed, and said, "This little guy has really suffered; he weighs even less than my daughter."

Sun Dasheng looked bitter and said, "I can't even eat one steamed bun a day."

Wang Xingyu said, "I'll take him into the ward for treatment. You two keep watch the door for me. This treatment will take about half an hour, and during that time, no one is allowed to enter the ward."

Sun Dasheng quickly replied, "Okay."

Huang Qingyang said, "Where's your tea? We can't just sit here waiting."

Wang Xingyu, of course, understood Huang Qingyang's ulterior motives and said, "No, Mr. Huang, you are a wealthy and influential man, can't you show some class? You already have half a pound of tea, why are you thinking of wasting my tea?"

Huang Qingyang raised an eyebrow and said, "When you get to my age, you'll realize that saving face and maintaining a good image are all nonsense; being comfortable and at ease is the key. Don't be stingy, hurry up."

Wang Xingyu pointed to his desk and said, "The first drawer on the left. You're all getting on in years, so don't use more than ten tea leaves for a pot of tea."

Huang Qingyang chuckled and said, "That's more like it. Go on with your work."

Wang Xingyu led the little guy into the ward and put him on the bed.

After drawing the curtains and locking the door, Wang Xingyu began his treatment.

For a cultivator who has achieved success in cultivation, Xiao Gang's situation of having a damaged soul is not a big problem at all.

Even someone who has just entered the Nourishing Spirit Realm and cultivated magical power can use their magical power to help him restore his damaged soul, let alone Wang Xingyu, a great master in the Out-of-Body Realm.

Wang Xingyu extended a finger and touched Xiao Gang's forehead. A wisp of pure magic power entered his body, nourishing his life force.

The life soul is like a channel, channeling magical power into the seven spirits, forming a cycle.

As long as Tianchong Soul and Linghui Soul reach a balance with the other five Souls, Xiaogang will be fine.

Three minutes later, a new balance was achieved, and Wang Xingyu withdrew his finger.

Wang Xingyu took off his coat and covered Xiao Gang with it, then picked up his phone and started playing.

He didn't want to leave too early, lest Sun Dasheng feel that his ten million yuan was a waste.

At the entrance to the ward, Huang Qingyang and Sun Dasheng sat together drinking tea.

Huang Qingyang glanced at the anxious Sun Dasheng and said, "Commander Sun, sit tight and calm down. Since this kid wants ten million from you, it means he's 100% confident he can cure your grandson."

Sun Dasheng asked, "Old Huang, who exactly is this Dr. Wang?"

Huang Qingyang shrugged and said, "He used to work at Antai Hospital, where he was a top-notch internist. He resigned from the hospital last week, rented this clinic, and became my neighbor. You've seen the sign he's hanging up; the minimum consultation fee of 200,000 yuan deters most patients. So, as of today, besides Zhao Yuan and Luo Haifeng, you are his first real patient."

Sun Dasheng asked, "If that's the case, why are you so confident in him?"

Huang Qingyang said, "Zhao Yuan said that his cultivation level must be at the peak of the Innate Realm or even reached the legendary Heavenly Realm. Otherwise, it would be impossible to heal his internal injuries. And then there's Luo Haifeng, a billionaire, who treats Wang Xingyu with the utmost reverence. This also speaks volumes. Finally, there's this pot of tea..."

Sun Dasheng was taken aback, looked down at the teapot, and asked, "What's wrong with this tea?"

Huang Qingyang laughed and said, "This is a divine tea imbued with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It's unique and has no other branches. Drinking this tea regularly can refresh the mind and prolong life. Luo Haifeng and I each spent five million to buy half a catty of tea leaves, and that's only because we have a good relationship with him."

Sun Dasheng was somewhat skeptical and asked, "Is it really that miraculous?"

Huang Qingyang chuckled, picked up the teapot, poured a cup for Sun Dasheng, and said, "You'll know once you try it."

Sun Dasheng only took a sniff, and the aroma immediately filled his nostrils, making him invigorated. He blurted out, "Good tea."

Huang Qingyang took a small sip, a look of enjoyment on his face, and said, "Of course it's good tea. Ever since I drank this divine tea, I can't stomach any other tea."

Sun Dasheng also took a sip, and felt a surge of energy rise from his abdomen and head towards his head. His mind became clear, as if a layer of dust had been wiped away, and his previously listless spirit was invigorated.

"Is this really just tea?"

Sun Dasheng asked incredulously.

Huang Qingyang said, "The tea has been tested and it contains a large number of trace elements that are beneficial to the human body, and there are no chemical components at all."

Sun Dasheng took another sip and exclaimed, "Truly worthy of being called celestial tea! Elder Huang, how is this tea made?"

Huang Qingyang shook his head and said, "I don't know about that."