There is a villa covering a large area in the prime location at the top of Taiping Mountain. It sits southwest and faces northeast. It can be said to be "a golden throne, a dragon, a pagoda, and a treasure bowl". It is an auspicious place with a high and solid mountain backing and eternal safety and well-being.

The villa has both the basic Chinese charm and the simplicity and elegance of the Western style. It is elegant and luxurious yet romantic and solemn. Most importantly, it is close to nature. Being in it feels like being away from all the hustle and bustle of the city. The tranquility is so remote that it is fascinating.

There is an exquisite courtyard in the villa, with a typical Suzhou garden style. A cobblestone path leads directly from the central hall of the villa to the backyard. On both sides of the path are a row of stone benches of different heights, on which are placed various shapes of flower and tree bonsai, which are pleasing to the eye.

On the right side of the path is a small artificial lake. Schools of koi are playing in the water, creating a blurry and mottled light.

Turning left along the path, you'll find a moon-shaped gate, and within it lies a small garden. The ground is covered in lush green grass, dotted with wildflowers. To the west lies a series of rockery formations, and to the north lies a small forest of bamboo and banana trees, housing an exquisite octagonal pavilion.

At this time, an old man with gray hair and wearing white training clothes was practicing boxing in the pavilion.

The old man practiced the Five Animals Fist from the Hung Gar routine. His fists were like a tiger descending from the mountain, or a dragon flying in the clouds. Each punch was powerful and vigorous.

After more than twenty minutes, the old man put his fists flat in front of his chest, slowly relaxed his arms, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and felt refreshed, and all his muscles and bones were relaxed.

Zhan Feng quickly handed over a towel to wipe the sweat off Zhan Kunpeng.

"Dad, your boxing skills have improved again. It's true that you are still as good as ever, and you are still strong even after aging. An old horse knows the way..."

"Alright, alright, stop using idioms. I don't know how good my own kung fu is. I don't believe your nonsense!"

Qingshan also stood up from the couch in the pavilion, came to the father and son, and said to Zhan Kunpeng with a smile:

"Brother Zhan, Ah Feng is right. Your boxing skills have indeed improved. Although you haven't formed the dark energy like him, your meridians are unobstructed when you practice the energy, without any stagnation."

Zhan Kunpeng didn't believe his son's nonsense, but since Lian Qingshan said so, old Zhan couldn't help but believe it.

"Sister Qingshan, you didn't lie to me? That's great, that's great—!"

The day after Zhan Kunpeng had his ventilator removed, Zhan Feng took him back to the Zhan family villa on the top of Victoria Peak, and Chen Qingshan also went back with them.

Zhan Kunpeng had long wanted to personally visit Zhan Feng's master, but unfortunately he fell seriously ill just as he was able to move freely again. He lay in the ward waiting to die, and had to trouble Chen Qingshan to come from the mainland to save him.

Chen Qingshan first did a favor to the younger one, and then traveled thousands of miles to save the older one. Zhan Kunpeng was extremely grateful to Qingshan. If Qingshan asked him for his property at this time, old Zhan would probably give it to him without hesitation.

Qingshan randomly prescribed a few prescriptions of Chinese medicine as a deception, and used the Shengcui Chinese medicine in the space to make a medicinal soup for Lao Zhan, two doses a day to regulate his body.

Zhan Kunpeng is nearly seventy years old and has been taking painkillers for years, which has damaged his liver, kidneys and spleen. This time, his lungs were damaged by the Terminator virus. He is suffering from yin deficiency and weak qi, and has a cough due to fatigue. Therefore, Qingshan gave him a prescription to strengthen his body, nourish his vital energy, and replenish his kidneys and lungs.

Qingshan uses Rehmannia root, Cornus officinalis, Chinese yam, Alisma orientalis, Paeonia suffruticosa, Poria cocos, ginseng, placenta and tortoise shell to make a dose of Purple Ginseng Strengthening Decoction, which has three tonic and three laxative effects, nourishes yin and kidney, replenishes essence and fills marrow, and replenishes the deficiencies of the five internal organs.

Placenta is human placenta, and tortoise shell is an animal-based traditional Chinese medicine. Qingshan does not have either of them in his space, so he can only buy ready-made ones from the pharmacy.

There are many Chinese medicine shops in Hong Kong Island, but the quality varies greatly, and even old Hong Kong people are often deceived.

Zhan Feng's family often buys some nourishing Chinese medicine to make soup. They do have a medicine shop that regularly buys and sells medicinal materials, but unfortunately they only lack placenta and tortoise shell.