After the divorce, I became a god that my ex-wife couldn’t reach.

Regarding Zhao Zhuoran's invitation, no one present was unwilling to go.

I usually want to get close to Zhao Zhuoran, so what’s more, Zhao Zhuoran took the initiative to invite me today?

"Mr. Pi, please come with us."

Zhao Zhuoran has always seemed very humble, without the airs of an old man from the first family.

This actually made Pi Yangyang look at him with admiration.

He glanced at Zhao Ruyu, nodded and said, "It's a great honor to be invited by Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Ruyu was also looking at him, and when she met his eyes again, her face turned red again.

Pi Yangyang couldn't help but chuckle: Why is this girl so shy?

A dozen old men continued to appreciate the exhibits on the display cabinets, but after looking around, they didn't see any genuine items, and they couldn't help but feel uninterested.

Zhao Zhuoran sat on the sofa, staring at his pen holder, satisfied.

After buying it for 100,000 yuan, I originally thought it was a waste of money. Unexpectedly, this thing was actually worth more than 1.2 million yuan.

Seeing the envious eyes of those old men, he felt proud and happy from the bottom of his heart.

After experiencing the inkstone and the pen holder, many old men began to trust Pi Yangyang and brought their collections to him for appreciation.

However, they were not as lucky as Zhao Zhuoran, and what they brought out were either fakes or handicrafts.

It seems that these so-called collectors are indeed arty, but they actually know nothing about it.

After finally surviving until noon, the group headed to Yushanfang.

After dinner, Wang Xingyuan, Zhu Chengjin, Chen Hanlin and others said goodbye and left.

Pi Yangyang naturally stayed, and he had many questions to ask Zhao Zhuoran. At the same time, he also believed that Zhao Zhuoran also had many questions to ask him.

After everyone left, Zhao Zhuoran said, "Mr. Pi, how about we change places and have a chat?"

Pi Yangyang nodded, "I happen to have a question that I would like to ask Mr. Zhao for advice."

The three of them left the hotel, and Pi Yangyang drove behind them. The three of them came to a teahouse with an elegant environment.

There is a pavilion in the tea house, built on the top of the mountain.

Standing in the pavilion, you can see the entire provincial capital, which is indeed an excellent scenery.

There were many tea farmers busy in the tea garden. When they saw the three of them walking through the tea ceremony, they all bowed to say hello.

"Mr. Zhao, do you have time to drink tea today? The new tea today is about to be sent to the house..."

A man who looked like the manager of a tea house said with a respectful expression.

It seems that Zhao Zhuoran comes here often.

Zhao Zhuoran nodded calmly, "Prepare some, I will try it now. If possible, prepare some for Mr. Pi to take back."

"Okay, Mr. Zhao."

The man quickly agreed and turned around to make preparations.

Seeing the rows of green tea fields, the fragrance of tea floating in the air, and the tea farmers wearing gauze scarves and bamboo hats who were busy in the tea gardens, Pi Yangyang suddenly felt a relaxed and happy feeling.

This feeling of returning to nature can indeed calm one's mind.

If there were no disputes or worries in the world, it would be a good idea to choose a place like this and spend the rest of your life together with the one you love.

While he was thinking wildly, Zhao Ruyu's worried voice came to his ears: "Grandpa... are you tired? Sit down and rest for a while, and I will make tea for you..."

Pi Yangyang regained his composure and turned around to look, only to see Zhao Zhuoran panting slightly, sweat rolling down his temples, and his face looking a little gray.

Moreover, his left hand was covering his chest, looking a little uncomfortable.

"Has the old man been inexplicably drowsy recently?"

He looked at Zhao Zhuoran who had already sat down and asked.

Zhao Ruyu looked at him in surprise and asked, "Do you know medical skills?"

Pi Yangyang smiled lightly, "I just know a little bit."

"Oh, grandpa has been having this problem a lot recently. He is often tired, dizzy, and sweating all over his body..."

Zhao Ruyu said a little worriedly.

Pi Yangyang asked: "Have you never seen a doctor?"

"Why haven't you seen it? Not only have I been to famous hospitals in China, but also to many of the best hospitals abroad. But not only has his condition not been relieved, it has become more and more serious..."

Zhao Ruyu said, tears welling up in his eyes.

Zhao Zhuoran forced a smile and said weakly: "Grandpa is fine, just take a rest and he will be fine."

"You said it was okay. Doctor Liu even said that your illness was..."

Zhao Ruyu said, tears rolling down her face.

At this time, the person in charge of the tea garden came over with a bucket of water and a bag of tea leaves.

"This is the mountain spring water I just got, and the tea was just released today. Let's try it out..."

Zhao Ruyu quickly wiped away her tears, reached out to take the bucket, and prepared to make tea.

After the person in charge left, Pi Yangyang asked: "Miracle Doctor Liu, is this Liu Wen?"

Zhao Zhuoran nodded, "Yes, it's him. Do you know him?"

Pi Yangyang smiled softly and said, "We met yesterday, so we think we know each other."

Zhao Ruyu, who was fanning the charcoal fire, was suddenly startled. He looked at Pi Yangyang in surprise and asked, "Are you the miracle doctor Pi who won first place in the medical competition yesterday?"

Pi Yangyang's chest puffed up, "It's me."

Zhao Zhuoran looked shocked, "Yesterday, you won the first place in the medical skills competition?"

Pi Yangyang nodded, he would never deny his honor.

"This is caused by wind evil invading your body, causing heart failure and insufficient blood supply."

He looked at Zhao Zhuoran and said slowly.

Zhao Zhuoran's eyes flickered, and he sighed sadly and said, "Yes, Divine Doctor Liu said the same thing. But...he said that my condition can only be controlled, but cannot be cured..."

Pi Yangyang said calmly: "It's not that it can't be cured, it's just that it's a bit troublesome to treat."

Zhao Zhuoran and Zhao Ruyu immediately looked at Pi Yangyang at the same time.

"You mean...my grandfather's disease can be completely cured?"

Zhao Ruyu asked excitedly.

Pi Yangyang nodded without hesitation and replied: "Yes!"

Zhao Zhuoran was also a little excited.

Although he is already quite old, everyone is the same. The older they get, the more afraid of death they become. What's more, he is a person who lives an extremely nourishing life?

"If you can really cure my disease, no matter what you ask for, as long as our Zhao family can do it, we will do our best!"

Zhao Zhuoran said excitedly after a brief silence.

Pi Yangyang smiled and said, "Please wait a moment. I'll get the needle and I'll try it on you now."

After saying that, he got up and walked down the mountain.

Looking at his back, Zhao Ruyu said hesitantly: "Grandpa, do you think... can he really cure your disease?"

For Zhao Zhuoran's disease, he has already consulted almost all the famous doctors available. He has even consulted several miracle doctors from the famous doctors' hall in the capital who are responsible for treating the big shots in the capital. However, they all say that he is like this. The disease is very complex and can only be treated with maintenance, but not cured.

Therefore, Zhao Zhuoran had long lost confidence in his illness.

But Pi Yangyang actually said that he could cure it completely, which rekindled hope in his heart but also found it unbelievable.

At such a young age, is medical skill really so amazing?

"Whether he can or not, there is no harm in letting him try. Anyway, so many doctors have run out of ideas and don't care if they fail again..."

As long as there is a ten thousandth chance, he will try his best.

"I can't believe that he is so young and has such great abilities..."

Zhao Ruyu looked at the back of Pi Yangyang who was gradually going away, and said a little dreamily.

Zhao Zhuoran looked at her in surprise, showed a smile and said: "The water is boiling..."

Zhao Ruyu's face turned red, she said "Ah" and hurriedly picked up the kettle.

Soon, Pi Yangyang returned with the needle pack.

"Master, please take off your shirt and sit down."

Opening the needle bag, revealing nine gold, nine silver and eighteen long needles inside, Pi Yangyang said to Zhao Zhuoran.

Zhao Zhuoran quickly untied his clothes and sat on the chair.

Pi Yangyang twisted a golden needle and trembled slightly. Then his wrist sank, and the golden needle penetrated an inch to the right of Zhao Zhuoran's heart, leaving only a three-point needle tail, which was trembling.