When they arrived, Qin Zhihao was already waiting for Lin Wanxing and Shen Huai'an at the entrance. He seemed to be in a good mood, walking around in a dark green suit. When he saw Shen Huai'an's car, he almost jumped up and waved.

Shen Huai'an looked at Qin Zhihao through the car window.

"Why is he dressed like an old man, looking like he's been salted?"

"It's dry and extremely salty," Shen Huai'an said quietly in the car.

Lin Wanxing couldn't help but look over as she listened to her second brother's description. Qin Zhihao's dark green suit looked quite nice; it must be very expensive.

Why did Lin Wanxing feel that the suit looked like a wilted vegetable leaf when her second brother described it like that?

Lin Wanxing imagined Qin Zhihao with vegetable leaves on his head, his mind wandering freely, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud at the thought.

Shen Huai'an glanced at him and asked casually, "What's wrong?"

Lin Wanxing covered his mouth, trying not to laugh too loudly. He shook his head and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing."

As soon as their car stopped, Qin Zhihao rushed over and opened the car door.

"Chen Er, Little Star, you've finally arrived."

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. Do you know how hard it is to get an appointment with a traditional Chinese medicine doctor? And you still dare to be late," Qin Zhihao said shamelessly, leaning against the car door.

"Should I thank you, my good friend, for going to the trouble of making an appointment with a traditional Chinese medicine doctor for me? Zhihao, you are my best friend." Shen Huai'an smiled gently, leaning on his cane, but a cold glint suddenly flashed in his eyes.

The familiar "Zhihao" sent a shiver down Qin Zhihao's spine, giving him goosebumps.

Shen Huai'an is putting on an act again. Qin Zhihao felt a chill run down his spine whenever he saw his smile.

"Brother Qin, thank you so much, thank you so much! You're so kind, you're my best friend." Lin Wanxing said earnestly, supporting Shen Huai'an.

Shen Huai'an glared at Qin Zhihao, and the three of them walked towards the traditional Chinese medicine doctor's house.

This traditional Chinese medicine doctor has always been very famous in Jiangcheng, and many people come from far and wide to seek his treatment for various ailments.

Fortunately, Qin Zhihao had a wide network of connections and was able to make an appointment with this traditional Chinese medicine doctor.

An old Chinese medicine doctor ran a pharmacy where he often treated patients and prescribed medicine.

Upon entering, he encountered a young man who was weighing herbs in front of a medicine cabinet. He glanced at the three people inside.

"Is Mr. He here now?" Qin Zhihao asked politely.

"My master is home. You must have made an appointment in advance, right?" the young man asked earnestly, putting down the packet of medicinal herbs he was holding.

"Yes, my surname is Qin."

The young man immediately recognized Qin's surname upon hearing it. He put down the medicinal herbs and the scale in his hand and said, "You gentlemen, please follow me."

The boy strolled up to them and led them to the back. The small pharmacy was divided into front and back sections, with the old Chinese medicine doctor and some students having classes and grinding herbs in the back.

The entire pharmacy was filled with the bitter smell of Chinese herbal medicine, and the smell became stronger the further you went in.

Lin Wanxing looked around. There were many young people here. Some were reading books, some were pounding medicine, and some were practicing acupuncture on each other.

"This place should be right. Second Brother, there will definitely be a way to heal your leg." Lin Wanxing was full of confidence in this place.

"Master, your patient has arrived." The young man approached an old man and bowed respectfully.

The old man was lying in a rocking chair reading a medical book when he heard his apprentice's voice, so he put the book on his lap.

A pair of bright eyes slowly scanned Shen Huai'an among the three of them, finally settling on Shen Huai'an's legs.

"I heard you were in a car accident a few years ago, and your right leg has been useless ever since?" the old man asked casually.

“Yes, that’s right. My second brother is very strong. Please help him.” Lin Wanxing answered for Shen Huai’an eagerly.

"Come in, you lot." The old man got up and beckoned them to go to the small house in the backyard.

Qin Zhihao smiled and glanced at Shen Huai'an, "Your leg will definitely be healed."

Shen Huai'an ignored Qin Zhihao and entered the small house with Xingxing's help.

"Sit down, let's try a few more acupuncture needles?"

The old Chinese medicine doctor casually took out a hand pillow and an acupuncture kit from the drawer.

Shen Huai'an sat on a small bed in the room.

"Put your hand on the table, let me take your pulse first."

Shen Huai'an glared at Qin Zhihao and then looked at Xingxing beside him with some worry.

"Second brother, it's alright, don't worry too much." To be honest, Lin Wanxing was even more nervous than Shen Huai'an.

Shen Huai'an placed his hands on the table, and the old Chinese medicine doctor pulled over a wooden chair and sat down. He carefully took Shen Huai'an's pulse in both hands, and then his expression became somewhat solemn.

"Let me see your legs."

As soon as the old Chinese medicine doctor finished speaking, Lin Wanxing squatted down and rolled up Shen Huai'an's trouser leg.

The old Chinese medicine doctor glanced at Lin Wanxing, then carefully examined Shen Huai'an's legs. "Your legs are very well maintained. There's no necrosis or contracture. It's really good."

"Do you usually experience pain?" the old Chinese medicine doctor asked, frowning.

"It doesn't hurt much, but my legs sometimes ache a bit when it rains or is cloudy." This is true; Shen Er has been experiencing this for years.