Chapter 199 - Sisters Need the Little Miracle Doctor

Thus, Luo Yang went out to the office again, and upon entering, he recognized Qiao Yousi effortlessly.

The complexion of Honghai Shuang Qiao darkened, with a look of regret in their eyes.

Luo Yang immediately sensed that they were very eager to cooperate with him in business, without needing much discussion, he knew they were after his beauty stream water.

“Niu Zai, you’re amazing!

You recognized Yousi so easily, it seems you two are fated,” Chen Jie said with a smile.

Having the ability to glance, he couldn’t reveal it, otherwise he would be condemned by all the beauties present.

“Maybe,” Luo Yang replied noncommittally.

“Yousi, didn’t you say you have a stomach problem?

Please let Niu Zai check it; he is our Little Miracle Doctor from Hongyun Town,” Chen Jie reminded her.

“Could you check my condition?” Qiao Yousi asked, half in doubt.

“Sure,” Luo Yang agreed readily.

After listening to Qiao Yousi’s self-reported symptoms, Luo Yang asked her to open her mouth and check her tongue, seeing that it was red with less fluid, he knew what the condition was.

“Miss Qiao, you have stomach yin deficiency.

I can perform acupuncture on you, and you can take Chinese medicine afterward to regulate it, and you will recover,” Luo Yang said.

At this point, Qiao Yousi showed an admiring expression.

She nodded and said, “You’re right, I do have stomach yin deficiency.

I’ve taken quite a lot of medicine, but it hasn’t cured me.”

Luo Yang took out Silver Needle from his backpack and said, “I’ll perform acupuncture on you first, it won’t take long.

I’ll write you a prescription afterward.”

While he was performing acupuncture on Qiao Yousi, Xu Huimin arrived.

She had interviewed Qiao Yousi before, so they knew each other.

After the acupuncture was finished, Luo Yang said, “Miss Qiao, you should be careful with your diet, avoid spicy, fried food, and stimulating substances like alcohol, strong tea, etc.

Eat more foods that nourish yin and generate fluids, such as snow pear, lotus root, sugarcane, pineapple, and so on.”

While speaking, he wrote a prescription for Qiao Yousi, which read: 10 grams of lily bulb, 10 grams of tremella, and 100 grams of Japonica rice to be cooked into porridge and consumed warm once daily.

Qiao Yousi wanted to offer a payment, but Luo Yang declined.

She then invited him to dinner, but Luo Yang had already made dinner plans with Xu Huimin and clarified it on the spot.

Xu Huimin was also present, proving his words were true.

“Then I’ll invite you to dinner another day, I have other matters to attend to now, so I’ll take my leave,” Qiao Yousi said.

“Okay,” Luo Yang responded.

Afterwards, Chen Jie escorted Shuang Qiao out.

Outside the main entrance, Chen Jie said, “I’ll find a chance for you to meet him again.”

With seriousness, Qiao Yousi said, “Cousin, if we had another way, we wouldn’t dare to bother you.

We really have no other choice, please help us.

Do you think he will cooperate with us?”

After a brief contemplation, Chen Jie nodded and said, “Zhu Li and I are his sworn sisters, and if both of us persuade him, there’s still a good chance.

Cousin, I’ll do my best to help you.”

After seeing off Shuang Qiao, Chen Jie returned to the office to discuss with Xu Huimin about setting up a public account.

During their casual conversation, Xu Huimin smiled and said, “Do you know, someone posted a very interesting advertisement in the Honghai Daily.”

When asked what the advertisement was, she continued, “It’s very short, probably someone pulling a prank.

The content of the advertisement is about exchanging equal volumes of charcoal for gold, requiring the charcoal to be over a hundred years old, and if anyone has such charcoal or knows the whereabouts, please contact Mr.

Shen.”

Upon hearing this, Luo Yang knew it was not a prank, but he couldn’t discuss the ordeal that had occurred to Hong Jia Xin.

Whenever Mu Tan was mentioned, it used to upset Hong Jiaxin.

At this moment, her expression seemed a little downcast, clearly missing her parents, whose whereabouts were unknown.

Luo Yang immediately switched the topic, continuing to discuss the creation of the public account.

Xu Huimin said, “Actually, it’s not difficult.

I have resources that can boost the exposure of Chen Jie’s public account.

We just need to work together.

But soft advertising will cost some money.”

The expense didn’t need to be borne by Luo Yang, so Chen Jie volunteered, “Money isn’t a problem.

Just tell me what needs to be done.”

At the moment, there was no specific plan, and Xu Huimin needed some time to plan.

Seeing that it was almost dinner time, Xu Huimin invited everyone to have dinner at the hotel.

Zhu Li and Chen Jie, knowing that Luo Yang’s dinner was for business, didn’t follow.

Chen Jie saw Luo Yang and the others out to the front gate, reminding, “Niu Zai, call me after dinner, I’ll take you to see the venue.”

Originally, after returning from Yingyan Martial Arts School to the beauty salon, Luo Yang had wanted to talk to Chen Jie and Zhu Li about how to find Hei Kui.

However, since Shuang Qiao was there, it was inconvenient to speak.

Later, he had to discuss the public account with Xu Huimin, so he had to set it aside again.

“Understood.

You and Sister Kick go ahead and eat.

Jiaxin and I will go out for a bit,” Luo Yang said.

“By the way, are you in urgent need of money?

If you need cash urgently, I can withdraw 100,000 yuan for you,” Chen Jie asked.

In the office, Luo Yang had given her a lot of beauty stream products.

She hadn’t paid him yet.

“Just keep it for now, I’ll find you when I need the money.

We’re heading out.

We’ll talk more when I get back,” Luo Yang waved his hand.

“Don’t drink too much,” Chen Jie cautioned.

In Xu Huimin’s black Volkswagen Passat, on the way to the hotel, Hong Jiaxin’s beautiful face was covered with a mix of contemplative and melancholic expressions.

Without needing to ask her, it was clear that the mention of charcoal in the ads had triggered her sad memories.

Luo Yang reached out and embraced Hong Jiaxin’s fragrant shoulders, pulling her close, then whispered in her ear, “Class monitor, don’t worry.

Your parents should be back soon.

I’ll handle that Japan Collector for you.”

Upon hearing this, Hong Jiaxin lifted her eyelids, glanced at him tenderly and gratefully, pursed her lips, and managed a slight smile.

Having known her for so long, he rarely saw her reveal such a submissive side; usually, she presented herself as smart, lively, and capable in public.

Only at moments like this, when her heart was most vulnerable, would she show her gentleness.

Luo Yang gently caressed her smooth shoulders, whispering, “Tonight, I’ll teach you a killer move.

Later, we’ll take on that Japan Collector together.”

After hearing this, Hong Jiaxin finally showed a satisfied smile, blushing as she shifted her gaze away.

While Luo Yang was glancing at Hong Jiaxin’s ample front, Xu Huimin said, “Niu Zai, if you want to open a martial arts school, you could talk to the Martial Association Chairman when you meet him later and listen to his advice.”

Luo Yang thought, since he had already made an enemy of Yingyan Martial Arts School, knowing the Martial Association Chairman might reduce some trouble, and said, “Okay.”

Soon, they arrived at the Marriott Hotel.

Before entering the private room, Luo Yang was rehearsing what complimentary things to say to the Martial Association Chairman.

As soon as he opened the door to the private room and looked inside, he was momentarily stunned.

In the private room, three men were sitting around a round table.

One was Xu Yeqian; one, a broad-faced, middle-aged man unfamiliar to him; and the last was none other than Qi Xiangtian, the head of Yingyan Martial Arts School!

Luo Yang guessed that the broad-faced man must be Jia Ren, the Martial Association Chairman of Honghai County.

When Qi Xiangtian caught sight of Luo Yang entering, his expression froze, and it took a long time to regain his composure, marked by embarrassment, annoyance, and frustration.

His face gradually cooled down, covered with a layer of gloom, but he said nothing.