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Zhong Liuchuan shook his head with a smile and continued drinking tea.

"Did you get answers from him?"

"Well, I got a lot from him," Jia Zizai said.

"What did you get?"

"About Qi, I am too far away from my brother." Jia Zizai sighed.

He told Hu Mei the story about his visit to Zhong Liuchuan's home.

"Based on what you said, the gap is quite wide. It seems you have to work harder," Hu Mei said with a laugh.

"Of course, I need to work harder. By the way, cook a few good dishes tonight. Brother is coming over to have dinner."

"OK."

"Should we call Mr. Wang to come over for dinner?"

"Go and ask him."

"OK."

In the clinic, Wang Yao was treating a middle-aged man. The man looked around 40 forty years. He was dressed in exquisite clothing but was not very good looking. His eyes were a little dull, and his energy was inadequate. He was also a little breathless.

"Hey, Dr. Wang, I don't know what happened recently, but I can't sleep well. I don't want to eat, and I always feel weak."

Wang Yao just glanced at him and smiled.

"What's the cause of your illness? Don't you know?"

"Ah, what's the reason?" the man hesitantly asked.

"You have had too much sexual intercourse recently. In other words, you are indulging in love and having fun, hurting your kidneys and soul. Therefore, you naturally feel weak and lack energy," Wang Yao said.

"Um, err…" The man was a little embarrassed by Wang Yao's straightforwardness.

He had just hired a new secretary. She was 22, beautiful, and had an amazing figure. She called him "Brother" to lure him. He had sex with her every night. As the saying went, there were only exhausted cattle. How could there be exhausted fields due to cultivation? Due to his age, although he wanted to have as much sex with her as possible, he could not. He needed the help of drugs. The little fairy was too sexual and made him not want to stop. For more than a month, he had too much sex with her. Thus, he had taken a tonic taken, but it was in vain. He felt that it wasn't working, so he came to Wang Yao.

"Well, what can I do?"

"To put it bluntly, abstinence. You will be better in a month," Wang Yao said.

"Ah, a month?" The man was shocked.

He was addicted now. It would be fine to endure it for a day or two, but he could not stand it for a month.

"Well, Dr. Wang, I've heard that your medical skills are good," the man said. "Can I recover from it without abstinence? You can rest assured that money is indispensable to me."

Wang Yao stared at the man.

"You want to let the horse run, but you don't want it to eat more grass. It does not make sense. It can't be done that way."

Wang Yao was unwilling to talk to this kind of person, who did not care about his body and was addicted to desire.

"Well, you can go." He waved the man off.

"Hey, no, Dr. Wang, think again, are there any drugs in this area?" The man was anxious, seeing Wang Yao trying to drive him away.

"Drug? There is no such drug."

He had such medicine there, but he would never give it to this kind of person.

"No."

"Please, it's too late. Go back," Wang Yao said.

"OK, Dr. Wang."

After the man left the clinic, he glanced back.

"He is so arrogant."

As he mumbled, he fell to the ground and got dirt in his mouth.

"Who did that?" He felt that someone had tripped him, making him fall.

He got up and looked around. A man was standing to the side, staring without any emotion.

"Who are you?"

"Who are you? What were you muttering just now?" Jia Zizai asked. When he arrived at the clinic, he saw the man spit toward the clinic. He could not bear it, so he pushed him to make him fall.

The man felt like there was something in his mouth. He hurriedly spat it out.

"Who the hell are you?" The man had just been stifled with rage in the clinic. He could not bear it anymore and let all of his anger out.

Slap! He was spun around three times and fell to the ground.

"Did you eat sh*t before going out? Your mouth is so smelly!"

"Ah, you." The man stood up and was petrified.

Something was not right. There was still something in his mouth. He could smell the bloody odor in his mouth.

He spat out a tooth. The saliva was bloody.

"My tooth! My tooth!"

"Well, it's just a tooth. If you go on like this, it will be more than a tooth."

"You, you..." The man tried to rush forward with his fists clenched.

"Go!"

The Qi surrounding Jia Zizai suddenly changed. The man instantly felt cold. It was as if what was standing in front of him was not a man but a devil or a beast.

"You will see!" He turned and ran.

"That line again? It's so uninspiring!" Jia Zizai looked down upon the man.

He pushed open the door to the clinic.

"Mr. Wang."

"Who was arguing with you just now?" Wang Yao asked with a smile. Although he was sitting in the room, the sounds from outside had been clear.

"A guy with a dirty mouth."

"Oh, was it a man in a suit and leather shoes who had a fat body and lacked energy?"

"Yes, it was him."

"There is no need to argue with him. After three months, he will not be able to get out of bed," Wang Yao said.

"He won't? What's wrong with him, Mr. Wang?"

"It's like bones scraped by a steel knife," Wang Yao said. "The medicine he took will cause his body to become utterly weak like it had been hollowed out."

"Ah, I see." Jia Zizai knew what Wang Yao meant.

"He deserves it!"

"What's up? Why did you come see me today?"

"Sir, are you free tonight. I want to invite you to have a light meal at my home."

"Tonight?"

"Correct."

"OK," Wang Yao said. He agreed since he had no plans for the night.

After chatting a while, Jia Zizai left. He got in his car and drove to buy some vegetables for dinner. Everything was good in this small village, but shopping was not very convenient.

While walking to the west entrance of the village, he saw a BMW parked at the intersection. The man in the car was talking on his phone.

"Oh, it's him again." Jia Zizai narrowed his eyes and looked at the license plate number.

This was the car of the man he had slapped earlier.

"Yes, it is the village. What? Why?"

"The Dr. Wang you mentioned cured the disease my mother suffered from for many years. Director Zheng, you better hire someone else to do it."

Beep. The call was disconnected.

"F*ck!" The middle-aged man whacked his phone on the steering wheel.

He was full of rage because of the mountain village. He had been beaten and lost a tooth. Three of them were loose. He had never suffered from such bullying before. He started to make some calls after leaving the village because he wanted to hire someone to get revenge for him. The two gang members he wanted to hire refused him once they knew who the target was.

"I don't believe it! I have to hire someone from the outside!"

Somebody knocked on the window.

He turned around and saw a man wearing sunglasses.

"What?" He rolled down the window a little. His tone was extremely harsh.

"Parking isn't allowed here. You need to immediately leave," Jia Zizai indifferently said.

"Who are you? Isn't the road wide enough? Is it yours?"

At that moment, his phone connected.

"Hey, it's me. Help me find some people."

"Why do you want to hire someone?" Jia Zizai smiled and took off his glasses.

"It's you! It's you!" The man shook his hand and dropped his phone.

"Come out, let's talk about it." Jia Zizai smiled.

"F*ck you!" The middle-aged man stepped on the accelerator. The BMW sped away.

"Oh well, he won't give up until he fails!" Jia Zizai looked at the car driving off.

For some reason, the car suddenly changed direction and slammed into a roadside stone.

The airbags popped out, bombarding the person inside.

"I let you go, but now you are getting yourself into trouble."

The door opened. The man tried his best to climb out of the car. He picked up his phone to make an emergency call.

"How about it? Do you feel uncomfortable? How is this?" Jia Zizai smiled and stretched out his fingers.

"You! It's you!"

"Yes, it's me," Jia Zizai replied. "Well, I won't talk to you. I have other things to do. You better wait for rescue here. Next time you are driving, be careful. Your death does not matter, but do not bump into other people. Even if it is a cow, sheep, flower, or plant, that's also a sin. Do you agree with that?"