I just got divorced, and a rich and beautiful woman dragged me to get a marriage certificate.

The group left the study and went into the courtyard, where Zhao Hongbo was still standing under the old locust tree.

Qin Shouye slapped his forehead, a look of annoyance on his face: "How could I have forgotten about Dean Zhao!"

He looked at Chen Mo: "Mr. Chen, Dean Zhao is someone I brought with me. Could you perhaps…?"

"sure!"

Chen Mo nodded, walked over, and pulled the silver needle from Zhao Hongbo's chest.

He had only given Zhao Hongbo a slight punishment; he couldn't let Zhao Hongbo stand there indefinitely.

As the silver needles were removed, Zhao Hongbo collapsed like a lump of mud.

He was panting heavily, his face was as white as paper, and his legs were trembling violently.

Qin Shouye quickly stepped forward, bent down, and helped him up: "Dean Zhao, are you alright?"

Zhao Hongbo shook his head: "I'm fine... it's just... my legs are a little weak..."

As he spoke, he looked at Chen Mo, his eyes filled with anger:

"What exactly did you do to me? Do you know this is intentional assault? Believe me, I'm going to sue you right now!"

Chen Mo said calmly, "It's nothing. You were too noisy. I just wanted you to be quiet!"

"Want to be quiet?"

Zhao Hongbo pushed himself up and stood up, angrily saying:

"This is illegal detention! This is intentional assault!"

"You...you're just a charlatan! You use all that mystical stuff to fool people!"

Zhou Yuanshan's face darkened: "Dean Zhao, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want!"

"If Dr. Cheng is a quack, then there are no good doctors in the world!"

"Did you know that Dr. Chen just cured my Parkinson's disease with a few acupuncture needles?"

Zhao Hongbo simply didn't believe it: "Cure Parkinson's? Old Zhou, don't be fooled by him!"

"Parkinson's disease is a neurodegenerative disease that is incurable worldwide..."

"Dean Zhao!"

Zhou Yuanshan interrupted him, raised his right hand, and extended it in front of Zhao Hongbo, "See for yourself!"

Zhao Hongbo looked down and then froze.

Zhou Leshan's hand actually stopped shaking!

Not only has it stopped shaking, but it's incredibly steady! Just like a normal person's hand!

How is that possible?

Zhao Hongbo found it hard to believe; he had just witnessed Zhou Yuanshan's Parkinson's disease firsthand.

When I picked up the teacup, the tea spilled all over the table.

But now, this hand is no longer shaking, it doesn't move at all!

"impossible……"

Zhao Hongbo's eyes widened as he grabbed Zhou Yuanshan's hand and examined it from all angles.

He even pressed Zhou Yuanshan's wrist with his finger.

His wrists were strong and his muscles were firm, showing none of the rigidity characteristic of Parkinson's patients.

"That's impossible..."

Zhao Hongbo released his grip, took a step back, and looked as if his soul had been ripped from his body.

"How can Parkinson's disease be cured... It's impossible..."

Qin Shouye sighed, "Dean Zhao, it's hard to believe, but it's true!"

"Dr. Chen really cured Old Zhou's Parkinson's disease with just a few silver needles; I saw it with my own eyes!"

Zhao Hongbo looked at Chen Mo, the anger in his eyes disappeared, replaced by shock, confusion, and resentment.

There was also a hint of awe that he himself was unwilling to admit.

"How did you do that? Why were you able to do it?" Zhao Hongbo asked in a hoarse voice.

Chen Mo said calmly, "Our greatest ignorance is that we humans never truly know how ignorant we are!"

"Dean Zhang, don't judge traditional Chinese medicine with your shallow perspective; you're simply not qualified!"

Zhao Hongbo's face flushed red, and he retorted:

"You...you just got lucky! It was pure pure luck!"

"Parkinson's disease is inherently fluctuating; sometimes the symptoms may temporarily subside..."

Chen Mo scoffed, "Whether I have real talent or I'm just lucky or not!"

"Dean Zhao, I just have one question for you: have I cured Dr. Zhou's Parkinson's disease?"

Zhao Hongbo was speechless and couldn't utter a single word.

Yes!

The more genuine the talent and learning, the better. Whether it was pure luck or just sheer good fortune, Mr. Zhou's Parkinson's disease was indeed cured.

This is the most important!

No matter how good your medical skills are, if you can't cure the disease, it's all for nothing.

Even if someone is a charlatan, if they can cure an illness, they are a good doctor.

At this point, Zhou Yuanshan stepped in to smooth things over, but his tone was polite yet distant:

"Dean Zhao, no matter what, thank you very much for coming to see me today. Let's have lunch together later."

Zhao Hongbo was too ashamed to stay. He forced a smile that looked worse than a grimace and said:

"Mr. Zhou, I... I have other matters to attend to at the hospital, so I won't bother you any longer. I'll visit you another day!"

He turned and left without pausing, disappearing from the courtyard in the blink of an eye.

Qin Shouye looked in the direction where Zhao Hongbo had disappeared, shook his head, and sighed.

"Dean Zhao is a pretty good doctor, but he's a bit petty and can't stand seeing others better than him!"

Let's not talk about him anymore!

Zhou Yuanshan waved his hand: "Let's go eat!"

The group left the courtyard, where two cars were parked at the entrance.

Li Shijia opened the door of the first car and invited Zhou Yuanshan and Qin Shouye to get in.

Li Shijia, Chen Mo, Jiang Tao, and Qin Wanqing, four young people, got into the second car.

The restaurant that Li Shijia booked is called "Guanlan Pavilion" in the most bustling CBD center of Da'an City.

The private room is on the 28th floor, with a large round table by the window that can seat 20 people.

The view from the window is of the skyline of Da'an City, a breathtakingly expansive vista that soothes the soul.

Zhou Yuanshan pointed to the seat of honor and said with a smile, "Mr. Chen, come, sit here!"

Chen Mo quickly declined, "Mr. Zhou, I'm just a junior; it's not appropriate for me to sit here!"

Zhou Yuanshan waved his hands repeatedly: "Mr. Chen, you're the star of the show today, who else should sit if not you?"

"Yes, Mr. Chen, please sit down, don't refuse!" Qin Shouye said.

Seeing that he couldn't refuse, Chen Mo had no choice but to sit down.

Zhou Yuanshan sat down to Chen Mo's right, Qin Shouye sat to his left, and Qin Wanqing, Li Shijia, and Jiang Tao sat down in turn.

The waiter came in with the menu and handed it to us with both hands.

Zhou Yuanshan took the menu, flipped through it, and handed it to Chen Mo: "Dr. Chen, you order!"

Chen Mo glanced at it politely, then handed it back, saying, "Mr. Zhou, please do it!"

Zhou Yuanshan then pushed the menu back to him: "Just order what I tell you to order, don't be shy!"

Helpless, Chen Mo had no choice but to open the menu and order.

The dishes are exquisite and have elegant names, such as Longjing Shrimp, Matsutake Stewed Fish Maw, and Braised Sea Cucumber with Scallions, and they are not cheap.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Mo ordered eight dishes and a soup, all of which were light and easy to prepare to suit the tastes of the two elderly people.

Zhou Yuanshan nodded repeatedly: "Dr. Chen, you're so kind!"

Just over ten minutes later, the waiter started serving the dishes.

One dish after another was served, each plated exquisitely and beautifully, and each dish was a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate.

When the food was served, the door to the private room was open, and a noisy chatter and laughter came from the corridor.

"Hey old classmate, you were the top student in our class back in the day, how did you end up as a real estate agent? That's ridiculous!"

"Say less, it's been so many years since we last met, can't you say something nice?"

"Tell me what happened? We're all old classmates, it was just a joke, why are you making such a fuss?"

The sound was loud enough for everyone in the private room to hear clearly, and they all frowned in unison.

Chen Mo paused, holding his teacup. One of the voices sounded familiar, so he turned his head and looked towards the door.

Several men and women were standing in the corridor outside the private room.

One of the men, wearing a white shirt, was laughing and joking.

He had the loudest voice, acted like a successful person, and his voice was so loud that the whole floor could hear him.

"This guy looks familiar, like I've seen him somewhere before?"

Chen Mo was a little confused, so he took a second look and then recognized him as Zhang Wenxi, his high school classmate who sat behind him.

"What's this guy doing here?" Chen Mo asked in surprise.