Huo Junyu composed himself, glanced at him, and gave a cold smile.
"Didn't you ask me how serious your condition was? I was just telling the truth..."
"Alright, alright!" Gu Feng was sweating profusely. "Um... Xiao Huo, can we talk about the illness alone?"
Huo Junyu thought for a moment, then got up and followed Gu Feng into his car parked at the entrance of the alley, carrying his silver needles with him.
In the car, he recounted his findings from taking the pulse to Gu Feng again.
Gu Feng nodded after hearing this.
Before seeking out Huo Yu, he had actually consulted a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. His reasons for coming to see Huo Junyu were twofold: first, to see if Huo was truly as miraculous as rumored; and second, because he had heard that Yin Ruohong, the president of the Nanyang Medical Association, doted on his grandson, not only granting him a hereditary title but also teaching him all the secrets of traditional Chinese medicine…
Gu Feng just wanted to prove it and see if Huo Yu was really Huo Junyu!
When he heard Xiao Huo explain his illness and its causes in such a clear and logical way, he was stunned. He never expected that Xiao Huo, who was so young, would say the same thing as the diagnosis made by traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in the past!
If one didn't possess exceptional skills, which young TCM practitioner could achieve this level?
Gu Feng's brows furrowed more and more, and the doubt in his eyes grew heavier.
“Xiao Huo,” he asked tentatively, “what should I do in this situation?”
"Try to avoid getting angry or losing your temper, take good care of your health, and maintain a regular diet and sleep schedule. You should recover without any major problems."
"But as for that kidney deficiency..." Huo Junyu curled his lips, suddenly thinking of a certain pill from the Yin family in Nanyang.
My maternal grandfather would send some medicine to my father from time to time. He didn't remember it when he was a child, but as he got older, the packages from Southeast Asia became more and more frequent. In a fit of anger, my father threw away the medicine more and more often.
My dad would always yell, "Do I still need this thing?" and then tell the servants to take it out and throw it as far away as possible.
Huo Junyu sighed. How many good things have been wasted in the past! Dad doesn't need them, but there are plenty of men in this world who do.
Take this one for example.
Huo Junyu turned his gaze to Gu Feng and noticed that the man's eyes were always fixed on the box of silver needles in his pocket.
He was very vigilant and discreetly slipped the box deeper into his pocket.
"Mr. Gu, you should try to think more positively about many things. In medicine, 80% of illnesses are related to emotions."
"Ha, how could I not want to be in a good mood!" Gu Feng sneered. "For so many years, I've been the one protecting the Gu family's empire. I've worked myself to the bone, only to end up benefiting that brat Gu Zihan! Do you think I wouldn't be furious, wouldn't be depressed?"
"If you feel it's unfair, then you should find a way to make it fair." Huo Junyu said in a deep voice, a complex look flashing across his profound eyes. "Mr. Gu, in terms of resources, connections, and abilities, you are superior to Gu Zihan, so why are you so upset?"
Gu Feng's eyes flickered slightly. "Xiao Huo, you have such insight; you're really not like an ordinary truck driver!"
“But I’m just an ordinary person.” Huo Junyu smiled. “To my Mianmian, I’m just an ordinary husband. I have the flaws of an ordinary person, and I have the impulsiveness of an ordinary person… Mr. Gu, do you understand what I’m saying?”
Gu Feng's heart skipped a beat.
The shortcomings and impulsiveness of ordinary people that Huo Yu was referring to probably meant that once Gu Feng crossed the line, he would act "impulsively" without hesitation, and might even take his life.
Gu Feng nodded blankly, while Huo Junyu smiled, opened the door, and got out of the car.
Before he even got home, he received a call from Huo Junyang.
As soon as he answered the phone, Huo Junyang asked him if he wanted to come back.
Huo Junyu frowned. He really had to go back. He needed to find a way to get some of his mother's antique jewelry to give to Mianmian...
So he readily agreed.
On the very day he arrived in Yangcheng, Huo Junyang told him, "Little Youzi was sick a while ago, and I went to the Lu family under the pretext of 'attending to her illness,' and finally got into this princess's room!"
Huo Junyu frowned, "Do you even know what 'serving the sick' means before using it so carelessly?"
Huo Junyang scratched his head, his smile appearing simple and honest. "I was just using an analogy, but that's not the point. The point is... I stole her cup, and she didn't even notice!"
"Did you get the samples?"
"We got it, but the strangest thing has happened..." Huo Junyang's expression slowly turned serious, and then he took out a DNA report.
Huo Junyu took it and saw that the final result was still the same "99%"!
"What...what's going on?"
"What else could it be? The one from the Lu family is the real Youzi!" Huo Junyang pouted. "Brother, do you think we went in the wrong direction from the start? Maybe little Youzi is just new here and not used to it, which is why she's avoiding me?"
"Impossible!" Huo Junyu said firmly.
Actually, he had a strange feeling from the first moment he saw Xiaoyouzi.
"Brother, what do we do now?"
"Don't investigate yet." Huo Junyu pondered for a moment, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He grabbed his younger brother and asked, "Do you think... it's possible that someone deliberately changed the DNA test results?"
Huo Junyang's eyes widened. "What did you say?"
"I said, perhaps someone has ulterior motives and is deliberately trying to prevent us from finding the truth?"
"Brother, are you talking about...?"
Huo Junyu looked into his eyes and nodded gently.
“So the investigation must continue,” Huo Junyu said in a deep voice. “But we need to think about changing our strategy; it might work.”
Huo Junyang frowned, remained silent for a moment, and then suddenly remembered something!
“That’s right!” He grabbed him. “When Xiaoyouzi was delirious from her illness, I was by her bedside the whole time, and I heard her call ‘Mommy!’”
"So you're calling her Aunt Yuqing?"
"No way..." Huo Junyang lowered his voice, "After she called for her mother, she said something about a kidney donor... Brother, Aunt Yuqing doesn't need a kidney transplant, does she?"
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