"I only need 200,000." Ye Xingchen didn't ask for more, after all, she had helped him last night.
"Deal, transfer the money," Ning Qingyan instructed.
"Yes." A bodyguard asked for Ye Xingchen's account number.
"Kid, you figured out where this thing came from a long time ago?" The pharmacy owner was both jealous and resentful. Two hundred thousand yuan, and someone else got it for free? He was unwilling to accept it.
"As I just said, someone like you will never make a fortune. Even if wealth comes right in front of you, you'll let it slip away. It's like picking up money out of thin air, but you choose not to take it," Ye Xingchen said with a slight smile.
"This is mine, and I'm not selling it anymore. Here's your five hundred back," the shopkeeper said angrily.
If this medicine were in his possession, he could sell it for 500,000 yuan. He didn't want Ye Xingchen to just pick up this bargain.
"Do I look like an idiot to you?" Ye Xingchen grinned.
"Kid, you should ask around about who I, Zhou Guiren, am. If you don't leave this here today, you might not be able to leave this street alive." The shopkeeper's face darkened, and with a wave of his hand, five or six burly henchmen came out of the shop.
A group of people surrounded Ye Xingchen, staring at him menacingly.
"Are you about to make a move?" Ye Xingchen asked.
“Mr. Zhou, I’m not aware of the situation, but I bought this medicine.” Ning Qingyan said from the side, “I don’t want to see any conflict happen.”
"Shut up! Who do you think you are, daring to meddle in my business?" Zhou Guiren roared.
"Why don't you go and find out what kind of person I, Ning Qingyan, am?" Ning Qingyan smiled slightly. Although her face was smiling and her voice was charming, her tone already seemed somewhat murderous.
"You, you are Miss Ning?" Zhou Guiren, who had just been so arrogant, turned pale instantly.
He couldn't afford to offend Ning Qingyan of the Jinghong Club.
"What do you think?" Ning Qingyan smiled gently.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Ning, I was blind. I'm sorry, get out, all of you get out." Cold sweat instantly poured down Zhou Guiren's forehead. He quickly scared away his employees, then retreated with a smile on his face, bowing and scraping.
The transaction was completed quickly, with money transferred on the one hand and goods delivered on the other.
"Little brother, thank you. Come visit me sometime, and I'll treat you to a drink." Ning Qingyan smiled faintly. "What's your name?"
"Ye Xingchen." Ye Xingchen hesitated for a moment, "I feel that we are destined to be together, so let me give you a few pieces of advice."
“Okay.” Ning Qingyan looked at Ye Xingchen curiously. Based on a woman’s intuition, she felt that the man in front of her was not simple.
"Your destiny is blessed with three auspicious stars, which means you are not prone to misfortune. However, the three auspicious stars do not fall into a noble position but into an empty position, so remember this: beautiful women often have short lives, and good fortune is always by the side of noble people," Ye Xingchen said.
"You can tell fortunes? But what does this mean?" Ning Qingyan was stunned.
"In other words, your destiny has changed. You are thirty this year, and after you turn thirty, you may encounter some minor misfortunes and difficulties, requiring the help of benefactors," Ye Xingchen said.
"A benefactor? What kind of benefactor?" Ning Qingyan asked curiously.
"A person of great importance like me," Ye Xingchen said in a serious tone.
Ning Qingyan had been listening intently to Ye Xingchen's explanation, but Ye Xingchen's last sentence made her burst out laughing: "Hehe, little brother, you've got a knack for flirting with girls."
"I'm telling the truth." Ye Xingchen blushed slightly. Ning Qingyan's destiny palace is directly under the Three Harmonies, and she needs someone like him to help her.
Besides... he needs her too. She has the number nine in her destiny palace, a natural charmer, and he has to seize the opportunity.
"Haha, I dare to flirt with you? Do you know who I am?" Ning Qingyan laughed even harder, her trembling chest making Ye Xingchen dizzy.
She has a powerful background, and there aren't many people as blatantly seducing her as Ye Xingchen.
Suddenly, Ye Xingchen stepped forward, reached out and wrapped his arm around her slender waist, and then exerted force, causing Ning Qingyan's body to involuntarily press against Ye Xingchen.
"You..." Ning Qingyan's expression changed slightly. This kid is really bold, he actually dared to make a move?
But then, with a loud crash, a piece of glass fell from the sky, narrowly missing her body as it landed on the ground, shattering into pieces with a crash.
"Miss." Several bodyguards quickly appeared from the shadows, their expressions tense.
"I'm fine." Ning Qingyan waved her hand, then her expression changed as she looked at Ye Xingchen.
Ye Xingchen put his arm around her waist, then reluctantly let go, and said, "Your lower abdomen feels cold, which is a sign of uterine cold. If there's a chance, I can help you with that."
"You also know medicine?" Ning Qingyan asked curiously.
"I know a little," Ye Xingchen said modestly.
Those who reach the pinnacle of the medical principles section "Qihuang Gang" in the Taishang Yuqing Daojing can even revive the dead and save lives. To say that one has some knowledge of it is truly an understatement.
"Let's exchange phone numbers. You just saved me; I'll have to thank you properly sometime." Ning Qingyan smiled faintly. "Do you have any other surprises for me?"
"The purple cinnabar you bought is very rare. Its function is to replenish qi and blood and harmonize yin and yang, but it also has another important function, which is to detoxify internally."
Ye Xingchen said, "If it's to replenish qi and blood and harmonize yin and yang, other medicines can be substituted. But if the evil poison has penetrated to the bone, it's impossible to do without this as a medicinal guide. Is it because your family members have been invaded by evil poison that you came to buy this medicine?"
Ning Qingyan's expression changed slightly. Ye Xingchen's words were almost exactly the same. Just as she was about to ask for more details, a bodyguard rushed over: "Miss, Xin Xin's illness has relapsed."
Ning Qingyan's expression changed drastically, and she hurriedly ran to a car parked on the side of the street.
In the back of the car, a seven or eight-year-old girl was pale, clenching her teeth and trembling all over, while the young man from before was hurriedly giving her acupuncture.
"Dr. Xue, how is Xin Xin?" Ning Qingyan asked anxiously.
“Miss Xin’er’s condition worsens with each attack, so I will first administer acupuncture to alleviate it.” The young man took out his needle bag and began administering acupuncture.
"Xin'er, your aunt is here, don't be afraid." Ning Qingyan held the little girl's head, her eyes slightly red.
My best friend passed away unexpectedly, leaving behind only this one daughter. Unfortunately, she contracted a strange disease when she was five years old, and each time it flared up, it became more and more serious.
She was searching for Zi Danluo in order to cure Xin'er's illness.
The young man pricked the little girl several times, but her condition did not improve at all; instead, her breathing became even heavier.
Xue Zhen frowned slightly: "The disease has penetrated to the bone marrow, we can't delay any longer, we must use Zidanluo immediately."
"I advise you not to use it indiscriminately. Improper use of Zidanluo can shorten your lifespan."
Just then, Ye Xingchen arrived.
"Who are you?" Xue Zhen was somewhat displeased. He came from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. His grandfather, Xue Changchun, was the king of doctors in his time. How could he be treated like a nobody and told that his medicine was ineffective?
"This is Ye Xingchen, the young man who just sold us the medicine." Ning Qingyan put her arm around Xin Xin and looked at him: "Little brother, do you have any suggestions?"
“Zidanluo cannot be used indiscriminately,” Ye Xingchen said. “I understand traditional Chinese medicine. If you trust me, let me give it a try.”
Ning Qingyan was taken aback. Her woman's intuition told her that Ye Xingchen was no ordinary person, and she immediately nodded, "Okay."
"You?" Xue Zhen snorted coldly: "Miss Ning, if you think my medical skills are not good enough, please invite other experts in traditional Chinese medicine. I, Xue, will have nothing to say."
"But you invited such a young man to my doorstep. Are you insulting my Xue family, a lineage of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners?"
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