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With this, both sides were able to maintain a perfect posture as they entered the villa together with Yao Zhen. Zhou Hui couldn't help but widen his horizons, the feeling of being decorated was incomparably grand and there was even an extraordinary aura surrounding it.

He could not help but nod in praise, "Not bad, not bad. Chairman Yao's living here is comparable to a fairyland."

"Divine Doctor Zhou must be joking. My father ordered me to buy all of this, which is definitely beneficial for cultivation. If Divine Doctor Zhou likes it, I can arrange for some people to give it to you."

Zhou Hui heard this and stopped talking. He walked into the living room and sat down to taste his tea. He had to admit that the spiritual energy contained in the Spirit Well Tea on the table wasn't weak.

After finishing the tea, he saw Yao Zhen's face change back and forth. He seemed to want to say something, but then he hesitated. Zhou Hui smiled and asked, "Chairman Yao, previously, the hospital said that there was a patient that they needed me to take a look at. That's why I came today uninvited …"

But Yao Zhen quickly followed through and said, "Divine Doctor Zhou, my father has been sick for many years and has seen many hospitals in the north and south of the Great River. However, he was unable to obtain a cure, so he asked for your help, hoping that Divine Doctor Zhou would be able to bring a miracle back to life and treat my father."

Zhou Hui nodded his head. His expression was normal as he said, "Since that's the case, I would ask Chairman Yao to bring me to the patient to have a look. However, I'm not completely confident that I can cure her. You must prepare your heart."

Yao Zhen did not say anything and just gestured for Zhou Hui to come up.

Truth be told, Yao Zhen was feeling a little unbalanced in his heart. After all, the person in front of him was only a young and arrogant young man. To him, this kind of person definitely lacked a foundation.

Unfortunately, his father had said that he wanted him and even had to treat him with respect. Otherwise, based on Yao Zhen's temperament from before, he might have tried to reason with Zhou Hui!

However, his face was currently full of smiles as he brought Zhou Hui to the second floor. After stopping at the door of a room, Yao Zhen knocked on the door and asked in a low voice, "Father, the person you are looking for is here."

A moment later, an old and weak voice sounded from within the room.

"Quick, invite Divine Doctor Zhou in!"

Yao Zhen replied, "Yes!"

Only then did he make the inviting gesture again. Gently opening the door, he signaled for Zhou Hui to enter while Yao Zhen stood guard outside the door and did not enter with him.

Zhou Hui Hao did not hesitate and directly entered the room. The air was filled with a special smell, and this fragrance immediately caused Zhou Hui to frown. He looked over and saw an incense burner on the table, slowly releasing green smoke.

He turned his head and saw a skinny old man lying on a bed in the corner of the room. His eyes were almost buried in his bones, and he looked like a bag of bones.

His hair had almost all fallen out, leaving only a few people. The old man seemed to have difficulty breathing and could not move at all. He slowly raised his hand and waved, "Come here."

Zhou Hui slowly walked over and sat on a stool in front of the bed. He looked at the old man and saw that his eyes were tightly shut. The aura on his body was already faintly discernible, and his life was almost gone.

"Old senior, next week."

"Zhou Hui, Zhou Hui …" The old man muttered to himself, and finally revealed a smile that would make people tremble in fear: "Good name, my name is Yao Wanshan, to be able to meet with my little brother today is fate, even if you cannot cure me, I will not cause any trouble for you. Come, please help this old man see if there is a cure."

After Yao Wanshan finished speaking, his eyes were still tightly shut, and he no longer spoke, as if he was silently waiting for Zhou Hui to examine his body.

However, Zhou Hui was silent for a long time before letting out a sigh and saying, "Old mister Yao, it's not that I don't want to treat you, it's just that I can't."

"What do you mean?" Yao Wanshan's tone was extremely weak.

Zhou Hui stood up and walked around the incense burner in the middle of the hall. In the end, his eyes were like torches, and he said in a normal tone: "If I save you, I'm afraid my life will be gone."

"Hmph. If you can save me, with my cultivation and power, who would dare to touch you …"

However, when Yao Wanshan finished speaking, he suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were filled with light, no longer the old and powerless look from before. His gaze shot straight at Zhou Hui, causing him to feel an incredibly strong pressure, as if he was locked on by a sharp arrow.

Yao Wanshan's lips slightly moved as he directly used the Voice Transmission Technique to ask, "You mean that someone close to me in my home or at my side has tried to harm me?"

Zhou Hui's expression didn't change. He only nodded his head and said: "Indeed!"

Seeing that Yao Wanshan's killing intent had not subsided, Zhou Hui pointed to the incense burner on the table and said: "Old Man Yao, since this incense burner can be placed in your room, I'm sure it has a close relationship with you. If that's the case, if I break the mystery behind it, then the person who gave it to you will be your mortal enemy for life."

"You mean there's something wrong with this censer?" "How is this possible!?" Yao Wanshan's expression suddenly changed, even clenching his fists tightly. His heart was filled with regret and anger, but he didn't let it out at this moment.

He clenched his teeth and continued to send a voice transmission, "Speak, tell me everything you know, and give this old man a reasonable explanation."

Zhou Hui sighed in his heart before saying, "Old Man Yao, the person that gave you this incense burner must have said that this incense burner could help nourish your energy, ease your pain, and stabilize your inner strength, right?"

"Right, continue!" Yao Wanshan's expression turned gloomy.

"Old Man Yao, there's no problem with the spices being burned in the censer. The effects of the incense are indeed capable of nourishing and gathering Qi and stabilizing one's inner strength. It's just that the problem lies in this censer."

"This censer is made from a type of wood called Wooden Gaze. This Wooden Gaze originally contains extremely toxic poison, and normally, it wouldn't harm us humans. But coincidentally, this wood and the spices in this censer have been mixed for a long time to produce a type of poisonous gas."

"This will cause your body to become harder and harder to treat every day. Right now, this poison has already entered into your internal organs. If it wasn't for your own strength, you might not be able to continue fighting for a long time."

"What?" If Yao Wanshan could take action now, he would definitely be furious. However, he had nowhere to vent his anger.

After a while, he let out a long sigh and asked, "I understand everything you've said. Divine Doctor Zhou, I wonder if this old and useless one can still treat his body?"

Zhou Hui paused for a moment before saying: "Old Man Yao need not worry, the incense burner's poison, as long as it is called poison, there must be a cure for it."

"However, if I want to completely cure the poison, I will still need to make an agreement with Old Man Yao."

With that, Zhou Hui walked to the side of the bed. He slowly lowered his body and whispered a few words to Yao Wanshan.