Several days had passed since the project application, and the next day Wu You handed the matter over to Xiang Biao, Wang Dong, and Zhang Junhua, who had just been discharged from the hospital and was also known as Glasses Hua Zai.
In the eyes of their relatives and friends, Xiang Biao, Wang Dong, and Zhang Junhua must have become rich recently.
I used to think he was a bit of a sleazy guy, but suddenly he changed his personality. He became much more easygoing and his lifestyle became more refined.
They drive Audis, wear designer clothes, and their social media posts are all high-class.
Xiang Biao also shared a photo of himself having dinner with leaders from the Ministry of Land and Resources and the Construction Bureau.
However, while the three were feeling triumphant, they also worked extremely hard. Without Wu You giving them detailed instructions, they found a good intermediary company and consulted with lawyers. They were present at every meeting and every event.
They know very well how they achieved their current success, and they feel respected and taken seriously. No one wants to go back to being the scoundrels and scum they used to be.
Everyone yearns for kindness. Some people fall into the abyss and can never climb out, while others fall into a black pit but are pulled out by someone.
Xiang Biao and his two companions belonged to the latter group. Wu You was the one who reached out to them. Who would be willing to stoop down and do bad things when they could stand tall and be upright?
...
While Xiang Biao and the others were busy, Wu You suddenly felt quite idle. Apart from visiting the Qiantang Central Hospital every day, he spent most of his remaining time researching alchemy.
While searching for high-quality rubies and sapphires, Wu You hadn't forgotten about alchemical energy extraction.
Although the system seems to give you initial alchemy energy at levels one and two and also issue tasks that reward alchemy energy, it's clear that these are all basic tasks with a beginning and an end.
Moreover, we've only gone through the first and second level systems so far, and the rewards are only a few or tens of alchemical energy points. What about later, when we level up to the third, fourth, or even eighth or ninth level?
Faced with alchemical energy that can easily reach tens of millions, will the system still give it away?
Even if they send some, it probably won't be much.
Therefore, mastering one's own alchemical energy extraction channels is extremely important, and Wu You desperately hopes that a high-quality ruby and sapphire can provide a huge amount of alchemical energy.
Although I think the possibility is not high.
That day, Zhang Guihua called after she had just finished discussing some ideas about other medicinal herbs with Bai Yanxi.
Wu You answered the phone, and his mother's excited voice came through.
"Xiaoyou, your dad has stood up!"
"I'm coming to the hospital right away." Wu You was overjoyed.
They found Bai Yanxi, took him out, and drove him to the hospital in a Maybach.
...
At Qiantang Central Hospital, Wu Jianguo's attending physician and his team were examining Wu Jianguo's physical condition, and doctors from other departments also came to see him when they had time.
Patient Wu Jianguo was stretching out his arms and legs by the bedside. A few days ago, he felt that the pain in his body had stopped and he could move his arms and legs again, but in accordance with the principle of being careful, he still handled things gently and took his medicine and IV drips on time.
I felt really good when I woke up today, so I tried to get out of bed, and to my surprise, I was actually better.
The doctors were aware of Wu Jianguo's injuries. The ICU ward was not used very often, but someone who was thought to be likely to suffer severe disability recovered to the point where he could stand up in less than a month.
Could it be that the treatment level at our Qiantang Central Hospital has surpassed the international top level? Some doctors couldn't help but think to themselves, "Does that mean the treatment level at our Qiantang Central Hospital has surpassed the international top level?"
"A miracle, it's simply a miracle, it's unbelievable! His bones have all healed, and the internal injuries have basically healed too. How is this possible!" Wu Jianguo's attending physician, Lu Zhiyou, said incredulously to the people around him, holding the X-ray.
"Mr. Wu, Ms. Zhang, have you used any other special medications or treatments before?"
While Zhang Guihua was still pondering Lu Zhiyou's question, Wu Jianguo spoke first.
"Nothing else, except that my son came to apply a kind of traditional Chinese medicine ointment to me a while ago. I thought he meant well, so I didn't refuse."
Lu Zhiyou felt he had grasped the key point: "What ointment? What does it feel like when you apply it?"
Wu Jianguo honestly replied, "It seems to be called something like 'Life-Regenerating Ointment,' or rather, 'Life-Regenerating Ointment,' which is said to be made from rare medicinal herbs."
He continued, recalling, "You know what, this ointment is quite peculiar. When you first apply it, your whole body feels cool, but after a while, it is completely absorbed into your skin and flesh, leaving you even cleaner than if you had just applied it. Then, every part of your body feels warm and cozy, and you can still feel it when you go to sleep."
Wu Jianguo's description sounds almost fantastical, but it's probably not a lie.
"If there are no surprises, this is the one. Mr. Wu, when is your son coming over? I'd like to meet him."
As Lu Zhiyou was speaking, Wu You had already arrived outside the ward. Seeing so many doctors and nurses inside, he first spoke to Zhang Guihua at the door.
"Mom, is Dad inside?"
Wu Jianguo called out directly to the outside, "Xiao You, come in. I'm perfectly fine now."
Wu You and Bai Yanxi went in together, and Bai Yanxi first took a look at Wu Jianguo.
Bai Yanxi touched Wu Jianguo's limbs and ribs, then stroked his beard and said, "Not bad, he's almost recovered. Wu boy, get your dad discharged."
Lu Zhiyou watched quietly as Bai Yanxi examined Wu Jianguo's bones and muscles, realizing he had encountered a skilled traditional Chinese medicine practitioner.
"Sir, was the ointment that Wu Jianguo applied before made by you?"
Bai Yanxi looked at the doctor, who appeared to be around forty years old, and asked in confusion, "Who are you?"
“Old Bai, this is my attending physician, Dr. Lu. He is very concerned about the Rejuvenating Ointment you applied to me last time,” Wu Jianguo said.
Bai Yanxi glanced at Wu You, then said, feigning confusion, "What Rejuvenating Ointment? There's no such thing."
Wu You found it somewhat amusing and stepped forward to speak.
"Alright, Elder Bai, the matter of the Rejuvenating Ointment doesn't necessarily have to be kept secret." He turned to Lu Zhiyou: "Dr. Lu, this ointment does exist, but the cost of making it is unimaginable for ordinary people. I believe this can be inferred from its effects."
Lu Zhiyou nodded.
"As a doctor, I certainly understand this. If there really is such a miraculous ointment, then the medicinal materials used to make it must be extremely rare and precious."
He realized that the owner of the ointment should be Wu You, not Bai Yanxi, and after a pause, he continued:
"I just want to ask Mr. Wu, if someone urgently needs this ointment to save their life, and the other party is willing to pay a price that satisfies you, would you be willing to sell a portion of this ointment?"
Wu You understood that Lu Zhiyou must know that there was an important patient in critical condition, and that modern medicine was ineffective. When he saw the miracle that happened to Wu Jianguo, he became interested in seeking medicine.
“Dr. Lu, although the Rejuvenating Ointment is extremely precious, and there are not many medicinal materials available in the world to make it, if the other party is truly someone worth saving, then I will not keep it hidden away.”
Wu You had planted a seed of doubt, and whether it was worth saving was up to Wu You to decide.
...
After Wu Jianguo completed the procedures and was discharged from the hospital, Lu Zhiyou couldn't help but call his father from his office and get straight to the point.
"Dad, there's hope for Old Li's illness..."
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