When Zhou Yi said he was going to write a prescription, the maid quickly placed paper and pen next to him.

The medicines prescribed by Zhou Yi are all common and readily available herbs, and can be prepared in less than half an hour.

Mrs. Yang trusted Zhou Yi's words completely, especially seeing how confident he was, which made her even more certain, and her face was filled with an inescapable joy.

She can finally eat and drink normally again!

Her condition has worsened in the past two years, and she has cut off almost everything related to sugar, but her body craves sugar more and more, which makes her feel really uncomfortable.

Is that all?

Is there any possibility that my condition will improve?

Mrs. Yang knew that her question was a bit unreasonable, since she was already very satisfied with being able to eat and drink normally.

But no one is ever truly satisfied. Once she had the right to eat freely, she wanted more, she wanted her health to improve, or even to fully recover.

As she awaited Zhou Yi's answer, Mrs. Yang leaned forward slightly, her eyes brimming with hope.

Zhou Yi did not disappoint Mrs. Yang. He said truthfully, "Actually, your condition is much better than I imagined. This hereditary disease is not difficult to treat."

"First, follow my instructions to replenish your body. Tomorrow I will give you a few acupuncture needles to expel the death energy from your body. Once your body's functions are restored, I can completely cure your illness."

Zhou Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. When he heard what Leader Yang said in Lucheng, he thought the illness was very difficult to treat.

When he finally met Mrs. Yang, he realized that she had been harmed by a quack doctor.

Indiscriminately restricting her diet regardless of her physical condition caused Mrs. Yang's health to deteriorate rapidly over the past two years.

Without the quack doctor's mechanical treatment, Mrs. Yang's condition would have been similar to that of other members of her family; she could eat, drink, jump, and be active, and only needed to avoid certain foods.

Unlike now, Mrs. Yang rarely even goes out, and she is so weak that she seems like she would die if touched by someone.

Mrs. Yang's body is now like a dead tree. The trunk is completely dead, but the bark has not fallen off, giving people the illusion that the tree is still alive.

In fact, Mrs. Yang's life force was almost gone.

Therefore, Zhou Yi needs Mrs. Yang to provide him with a lot of nourishment, at least to restore his vitality before he can undergo other treatments.

When Boss Yang came home from get off work, he saw his wife sitting on the sofa, eating high-oil, high-sugar, and high-calorie foods that the doctor had repeatedly warned him against eating. He was so frightened that he quickly went to his wife's side and tried to take the food out of her hands.

"Who gave you this to eat? Why wasn't anyone watching?" Leader Yang turned pale with fright: "You! You! Didn't the doctor say you absolutely can't eat these things?"

"This high fat and sugar content will make your body weaker and weaker."

"By the way, Zhou Yi came to examine you today. What did he say?"

Mrs. Yang took a satisfied sip of fruit tea, squinted her eyes, and replied in a gentle voice, "You're just too nervous. Zhou Yi already said I need to take a lot of nourishing food."

Immediately afterwards, Mrs. Yang relayed Zhou Yi's words to Leader Yang verbatim.

Leader Yang's face turned pale and then red, a look of doubt and worry flashing across his face.

"This...this really is what he said? That shouldn't be the case. Could Zhou Yi be making this up?"

"How come he said the opposite of what the other doctors said?"

"You'd better not eat yet. How can the diagnoses be so different? I'm really worried. Could it be that Zhou Yi's diagnosis is wrong?"

After Mrs. Yang asked Mr. Yang to sit down next to her, she said:

“I think Zhou Yi’s words make a lot of sense. Everyone’s body is different. What if Zhou Yi really has a unique treatment method?”

"Besides, Zhou Yi was someone you strongly recommended, so I trust your judgment in people."

“He’s definitely not making this up; he must have real skills.”

Seeing his wife so strongly defending Zhou Yi, Leader Yang could only nod, feeling both amused and exasperated.

"I don't think you trust him; you just can't resist the call of food."

Leader Yang knew in his heart that this was not Mrs. Yang's fault for lacking willpower.

For two years, one can only eat a small amount of staple food and cannot eat any kind of salty, spicy, sweet or other flavors. One can only eat vegetables that are even blander than water and cannot touch a drop of sugar. No one can endure such a harsh life.

Over the past two years, Director Yang has watched his wife restrain her diet, and he himself has felt very distressed.

So when he saw his wife eating these things and saying that she trusted Zhou Yi, Leader Yang was a little uneasy, but he didn't stop her too much.

He was filled with a mixture of worry and prayer.

I pray that Zhou Yi is truly a genius among geniuses, and that his treatment is effective...

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Meanwhile, at the Qi family...

After returning to the Chinese-style villa, Old Master Qi suddenly remembered some things he needed to entrust to Yu Anping, so he turned around and walked towards Yu Anping's room.

The door to Yu Anping's room was closed, and the voice of his adopted daughter could be heard coming from inside.

"Bastard... Lucheng... I can't wait to kill him..."

The adopted daughter's voice was very low, and Old Master Qi could only hear a few fragmented words.

Old Master Qi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "Alas, I'm getting old."

If he were younger, his ears would be very sensitive at this distance, and he would definitely be able to hear the whole conversation.

As the adopted daughter spoke to Yu Anping, she walked to the door and opened it.

The moment the door opened, the adopted daughter and Old Master Qi locked eyes.

Grandpa Qi's hand, which was about to knock on the door, froze in mid-air.

When the adopted daughter saw Old Master Qi appear at the door, her heart stopped beating and her face turned pale for a moment.

There was only one thought in my mind.

It’s over! ! !

The old man found out about this!

How long did the old man stand at the door?

Yu Anping was the first to recover from his shock and forced himself to calmly walk toward Old Master Qi.

"Master of the family."

Thinking about everything that was about to happen, Yu Anping wasn't actually that scared. On the contrary, he felt that this day had finally come. Thinking of the kindness the old man had shown him, his biggest thought was that he didn't dare to face the old man.

Old Master Qi trusted him so much that he even entrusted him with managing a significant portion of the Qi family's power, yet he caused Old Master Qi's descendants to be cut off.

Yu Anping felt a surge of fear, guilt, and remorse.

Old Master Qi looked coldly at his adopted daughter, then at Yu Anping, only to see the two of them staring at him as if they were terrified.

Grandpa Qi walked into the house and casually said, "What's with those expressions? What were you discussing just now?"

"Why do you look at me like I'm a cat? Am I that scary?"

One was his trusted subordinate who had shared life and death with him on the battlefield.

One is the daughter left behind by his old comrade-in-arms, the adopted daughter he raised from a young age.

Old Master Qi naturally wouldn't suspect that the two were plotting to harm him in the room; he simply assumed that they were discussing who to kill with their backs to him.