" Uncle, are you very rich?" Jiang Qing'er asked curiously.
"It's not a matter of whether I have money or not; it's that I have more money than I can spend. Do you understand?"
"Really?"
Isn't that Uncle a security guard? Does he have some powerful hidden identity?
It's not impossible, after all, the Uncle's medical skills are so amazing, and he also knows martial arts, which is something an ordinary security guard can't possess.
"The most expensive one? The most expensive sports car in Dafeng City is probably over ten million. This store has it. Let's go take a look!"
The two went into the store, selected a car in ten minutes, completed the formalities and contract in half an hour, and then Ling Yi drove away from the 4S store in a red Dabao.
"There wasn't a scene where someone pretends to be tough and gets slapped in the face?" Jiang Qing'er asked, sitting in the passenger seat, looking puzzled.
"That's true. Although I wasn't wearing a security guard uniform, all my clothes were cheap knock-offs, costing less than two hundred yuan in total, yet I wasn't looked down upon."
Ling Yi also found it unbelievable.
"Looks like I've been watching too many short dramas and reading too many online novels lately. I started to think that buying a car meant someone was trying to show off, and buying a house meant someone was a former colleague or classmate who was just offering themselves up to be slapped."
"How about we try buying another house? The place you live now is too remote and too far away. It's difficult to West City."
"Let's see if we encounter a plot from the short drama."
"Let's call it a day. I have other things to do. We'll talk about it when I'm done with my business!"
"What important business is it?"
"Save Old Li!" Ling Yi started the car.
The roar of the sports car instantly attracted the attention of passersby.
After all, a Dabao worth over nine million is still quite rare.
" Uncle, you're really rich! I'd already be extravagant with a two-million-yuan car, and you just showed up with a Volkswagen Dabao."
"What's wrong, Uncle? You've been keeping a low profile for decades, and now you don't want to anymore?" Jiang Qing'er chattered away in the car, not stopping since she got in.
"Hey, Uncle, what do you do for a living? Where did you get all this money? You're not some Big Shot from a conglomerate, or some mysterious assassin or agent, are you?"
" Uncle, you've suddenly become less discreet. Could it be that you have some kind of terminal illness?"
"No, your medical skills are so amazing, and you also know Internal Energy. It shouldn't be a terminal illness. Or perhaps you were injured or poisoned before, Big Shot."
Ling Yi turned the steering wheel and drove the car to a parking lot next to a teahouse.
Then open the door and get out of the car.
Jiang Qing'er quickly followed, " Uncle, what are we doing here?"
Ling Yi rubbed his temples. Sure enough, Jiang Qing'er was still the same Qing'er.
He has the face of Daji and the mouth of Tang Sanzang.
"I guess you're thirsty, let me take you to have some tea." Ling Yi walked into the tea room.
There used to be many tea rooms like this.
The main purpose is to provide rooms for guests to drink tea and chat, but most tea rooms are considered too informal.
The private rooms will be equipped with gambling tools such as playing cards and mahjong tiles.
It may even provide cover for some shady transactions.
Then it was constantly shut down, and its reputation got worse and worse, causing some legitimate teahouses to have to close down.
Nowadays, there are only two or three such teahouses left in the entire Dafeng City.
This teahouse in front of us is one of them.
Because the teahouse wasn't far from Ling Yi's workplace, Ling Yi would come over for tea whenever he had free time.
Sometimes he's alone, and sometimes he'll bring Old Li.
Drinking tea isn't the goal; it's just a peaceful and quiet place to unwind when you're feeling restless.
This teahouse has been around for over a decade.
The original owner was a wealthy businessman from out of town who didn't lack money. He opened this teahouse simply to have a quiet place to conduct business.
It was initially a private club.
The wealthy businessman passed away from illness a few years ago, and most of his family members moved back to their hometown.
The teahouse was originally scheduled to close, but the wealthy businessman's granddaughter didn't want to go back because her boyfriend lived in the area.
The wealthy businessman's family figured the teahouse wasn't profitable anyway, so they simply gave it to his granddaughter.
It's not that the teahouse itself is worthless; the building and land alone represent a huge fortune in Dafeng City, where land is incredibly valuable.
"You're Grandpa Ling?" The shop owner, who was also the wealthy businessman's granddaughter, was filled with shock and disbelief upon seeing Ling Yi.
The boss, named Zheng Huihui, is over thirty years old, but time seems to have left no trace on her.
She's incredibly good-looking.
Her figure and appearance are strikingly similar to Lin Yueru from the Legend of the Legend of Sword and Fairy.
If she were to wear a red dress and carry a small leather whip, she would look even more like one.
Ling Yi glanced at the top of the woman's head.
[Name: Zheng Huihui ]
[Occupation: Landlady, Tea House Owner!]
[Status: Deeply poisoned, life is short!]
[Appearance Rating: 91]
[ Heartthrob Points: 0]
Sure enough, Zheng Huihui's looks also exceeded 90 points.
But that's not important. What's important is the phrase: "Severe poisoning, not long for life."
"Has Old Li yet?" Ling Yi asked.
"We arrived a while ago, but something seems off. Could Old Li have some kind of terminal illness?"
Zheng Huihui glanced at Jiang Qing'er first, then leaned closer to Ling Yi and asked in a low voice.
"And what's this? Did you get plastic surgery? Changes so different! If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have recognized you. I would have thought you were your son!"
" Old Li really does have a terminal illness, cancer!"
"That's true! I was wondering why Old Li Changes so much in the past few months."
"By the way, is the woman next to you your daughter?"
Jiang Qing'er, who was standing next to her, blinked and blurted out, "I'm the Uncle's girlfriend."
Ling Yi slapped his forehead. "Don't talk nonsense."
"Oh ho ho, girlfriend, Old Man Ling, you're something else!" Zheng Huihui said with a teasing laugh.
"This is Jiang Qing'er. As for our relationship, wouldn't you say she's my patient?"
"Hmph!" Jiang Qing'er snorted coldly, offering no rebuttal.
Zheng Huihui glanced at Jiang Qing'er, then at Ling Yi, her eyes crinkling with amusement, and murmured, "Interesting."
Ling Yi has regained his youth and now has a beautiful girl by his side.
He even drove a Dabao sports car worth nearly ten million yuan.
Furthermore, what does "patient" mean? Does it mean that Jiang Qing'er is seeking treatment from Ling Yi?
Does Ling Yi still treat patients?
Zheng Huihui realized for the first time that Ling Yi seemed rather mysterious!
"Let's go, Old Li in Tea Room No. 8. I'll take you there."
Tea Room No. 8 was on the second floor. When Ling Yi and the others entered the private room, they saw Old Li carrying a plastic bag of Chinese medicine and pouring it into his mouth.
Upon seeing Ling Yi, Old Li's slightly cloudy eyes widened considerably.
"Are you Old Man Ling's son?" Old Li asked after swallowing the Chinese medicine in his mouth.
Ling Yi shrugged and said, "I'm not Old Man Ling's son, I'm Old Man Ling's son's Laozi!"
"Son, Laozi? No, you're not trying to tell me you're Ling Yi, are you?"
"Nonsense, I've been a single man for sixty years, where would I get a son?"
Old Li circled around Ling Yi, then poked Ling Yi's arm and face with his withered fingers.
"Wow, it's only been one day, and you've aged like a baby? What happened?"
"Stop messing around!" Ling Yi pried Old Li's hand away.
Then they poked Old Li a few times, and Old Li just stood there and didn't move.
"Hey, hey, Ling Yi, Old Ling, what's wrong? Why can't I move?"
" Acupoint Sealing!" Ling Yi took out a bag of silver needles from his shirt pocket.
" Acupoint Sealing? The kind of Acupoint Sealing you see in martial arts movies?" Old Li asked.
"Alright, here we go!" Ling Yi jabbed the silver needle directly into the Old Man Ling's stomach.
"Wo Cao, did you poke me with a needle?"
"If you're being treated, don't scream, or I'll just press your pressure points."
"I..."
"Shut up!"
Ling Yi moved quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he had inserted all nine silver needles into Old Li's abdomen and back.
Jiang Qing'er asked with a dark face, " Uncle, explain why you didn't take off your clothes when you gave this old man acupuncture?"
"So, Grandpa Ling also gave you acupuncture?" Zheng Huihui interjected.
"I've had acupuncture, but when I got the injections, the Uncle made me remove my nail polish. He saw everything, both what he should and shouldn't have seen."
"Sir, I never expected you to be like this!"
" Uncle, I need an explanation!"
Ling Yi's fingers kept flicking the silver needles on Old Li's body. With each flick, the silver needles would come to life and rotate a few times according to a certain pattern.
The people who saw it all found it incredibly amazing.
"At that time, I hadn't yet developed Internal Energy and couldn't accurately locate acupoints, so I could only have you remove your armor."
"So, you're saying you learned internal energy and gained Internal Energy in just one night? Is that true?"
"Otherwise, why do you think I would have Changes so much in just one night?"
"Internal energy cultivation is so miraculous? Does that mean that if you cultivate internal energy, you can stay young forever?" Jiang Qingqing was intrigued.
Zheng Huihui also had bright eyes.
Even Old Li, who remained motionless, was filled with longing.
"Such powerful Internal Energy? Is it internal cultivation, not some kind of immortal technique?"
How could Ling Yi know whether this was internal energy cultivation or a magical technique? In any case, according to the inherited memories of the Life- Life-Restoring Needle, this was an internal energy cultivation method, not some kind of magical technique.
Or perhaps, it's just a magical technique disguised as a content-driven story?
None of that matters, as long as it works well. Anything produced by the system is bound to be of high quality.
[Ding! Zheng Huihui's Heartthrob Points +1, current Heartthrob Points 2, Total Heart Flutter Points 5!]
[Ding! Wealth Points +100. This will increase after binding!]
[Ding, Zheng Huihui meets the binding requirements. Bind now?]
Why did Ling Yi come to this teahouse? Besides the fact that the environment here is relatively quiet and his treatment won't be disturbed.
Another reason is Zheng Huihui!
Binding, of course we need to bind.
[Ding, Zheng Huihui successfully bound, Wealth Points +100, current value 500, binding target +1, current value 3!]
[Ding! Jiang Qing'er's Heartthrob Points +1, current Heartthrob Points 3, Total Heart Flutter Points 6, Wealth Points 600!]
Ling Yi nodded in satisfaction. Just those two points of Heartthrob Points were enough to make all his hard work worthwhile.