"Dad, let's go back to China."
Neil was also very frustrated after being rejected by so many people, so he decided to listen to his son and return home.
Even though he lost face in China this time, he is still a famous painter in his own country.
As long as he doesn't say anything, no one will know what happened until he returns to China.
He'll sell these paintings at a higher price; before, many people wanted to buy them.
With this in mind, Neil rallied and a smile returned to his face.
After hearing his plan, Mil thought that if it weren't for the fact that he was his biological father, he wouldn't want him anymore. How could someone be so cruel?
Neil returned to the country with his son, and as soon as he arrived home, he had his wife spread the word.
He's selling paintings at his home tomorrow; anyone who wants to buy can come over.
Before going to bed that night, Neil was still thinking about what to do if there were too many people at home tomorrow, and whether he should raise the price of the painting a little more.
With this thought in mind, Neil fell asleep. In his hazy state, he seemed to see many people coming to his house.
Everyone was vying for his paintings, and he was feeling quite happy when someone shook him awake.
"Neil, wake up, it's already eight o'clock. Aren't we supposed to sell paintings today? Get up quickly."
Neil, wanting to draw, quickly got up, wanting to show off his skill.
He made a special effort to groom himself today, slicking his hair back with hair gel and wearing a suit.
The family was waiting, but it was already ten o'clock and no one had come. Neil was getting a little impatient. It shouldn't be that no one was coming.
"Did you notify me of the wrong time?"
"It's still early, please wait patiently."
His wife made Neil a cup of coffee, and upon hearing his wife's words, Neil had no choice but to wait.
But by noon, no one had come, and Neil finally realized something was wrong.
After he went out and asked around, he learned that news of Neil's activities in China had spread all over the world, especially at the art exhibition, where Liu Hai personally commented on his paintings.
Who would buy his paintings now? Not only that, but those who bought his paintings have come to my house to return them.
Neil will never be able to make a living anywhere again.
When Neil returned home, his wife and Mill surrounded him, looking at him.
Neil thought it was all over, that everything was over, and that he was no longer the painter everyone admired.
——
That day, Ye Zhaozhao was reading in the courtyard when Liu Zhangyi suddenly arrived. Seeing his anxious expression, Ye Zhaozhao had a premonition that something was wrong.
"Sister-in-law, could you come to the hospital with me?"
Liu Zhangyi then told them about Liu Mingyi's injury, which was originally due to Gu Yunduan's involvement.
Fang Xiling has already confessed that he was ordered to do this by the people behind him.
Moreover, after handing over the base, Gu Yunduan entrusted the rest to them.
He was supposed to return to his unit, but Liu Yiming couldn't wait because he thought about how many girls had gone missing and hadn't been found yet.
They led their men to the base, only to find that Liu Mingyi had fallen into a trap; they had already retreated.
However, explosives were left at the scene, and Liu Mingyi was injured in the explosion while protecting his companions.
He heard from Jiang Ming that Ye Zhaozhao was a skilled doctor, so he came to ask her to take a look at his younger brother.
Ye Zhaozhao went inside to get her acupuncture kit and then followed Liu Zhangyi to the hospital.
When they arrived at the hospital, Jiang Ming and the others had already done a simple cleaning and were just waiting for Ye Zhaozhao to arrive.
Just now, the doctor told Liu Mingyi that amputation was the only option, which Liu Zhangyi cannot accept.
Ye Zhaozhao looked at it and saw that it was indeed severely damaged. Liu Zhangyi looked at Ye Zhaozhao nervously.
"Sister-in-law, is there any way to cure my brother's leg?"
"It can be cured, but it will take time."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a man entered, and he looked at Liu Zhangyi.
"Have you made a decision yet? If we don't amputate in time, it could lead to other infections, which would be a real problem."
When Jiang Ming heard Ye Zhaozhao say that it could be cured, he thought that he wouldn't need to have his leg amputated.
When Ye Zhaozhao was introduced to the man, he looked disdainful upon hearing that she could cure his leg.
"You studied Traditional Chinese Medicine, right?"
"yes."
"Don't you know that traditional Chinese medicine is the most backward? How dare you listen to a mere young girl like her?"
If you insist on going your own way, we will not be responsible for anything that happens to the patient.
Ye Zhaozhao knew that men looked down on traditional Chinese medicine from the bottom of their hearts, and that traditional Chinese medicine was not respected nowadays.
But traditional Chinese medicine will soon become powerful.
The decision now rests with Liu Mingyi himself, and Liu Zhangyi has let him decide for himself.
After all, it was his own leg. Liu Mingyi glanced at Ye Zhaozhao.
"Sister-in-law, I'm begging you."
He couldn't lose this leg; he still had so much to do. The doctor, seeing that they had chosen Ye Zhaozhao, snorted and left.
Ye Zhaozhao immediately began treating Liu Mingyi's leg, first scraping off the rotten flesh.
This step was extremely painful, but Liu Mingyi remained silent.
He has to get better; he must catch the person behind him and find the missing girls.
Holding onto this belief, Liu Mingyi endured it all.
Those around her couldn't bear to watch any longer, but Ye Zhaozhao cleaned it up.
I sprinkled some of my specially made medicinal powder on his wound and then wrote a prescription.
Liu Zhangyi immediately went to get the medicine. Ye Zhaozhao prescribed five doses and told him to drink them first and then see how things went.
While everyone was out getting medicine, Ye Zhaozhao asked Liu Mingyi a question.
Did you find anything there?
"They had already moved when we arrived, but I did find the woman's high heels."
Also, there's a secret room in the house; I suspect they might be conducting some kind of clandestine research.
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