Boom...

The rainstorm continued.

Inside the "Tiny TCM Clinic," a young man passed by the window, gazing at the torrential downpour outside, his face lost in thought.

He had a delicate appearance, looking only in his early twenties. However, his eyes held an indescribable world-weariness. The aura he emanated was sharp and fierce, as if he had climbed out of the mountains and seas, carrying an air that warned people to stay away.

"Welcome back? Is this Earth?"

"Should be, right? This Baicao Tang isn't the place where I used to work?"

"Who would have thought that I, Ye Hong, a renowned medical immortal, would be poisoned so badly that I was on the brink of death? If it weren't for desperately opening a time-space channel and escaping to ascend to heaven, I'd probably be nothing but dust by now?"

Ye Hong was originally just a small apprentice in this Baicao Tang, but he didn't expect to accidentally obtain an ancient book called the Tai Gu Yi Jing.

The Classic of Ancient Medicine is both a medical text and a cultivation manual.

He rose from a humble medical practitioner to the pinnacle of the Immortal Physician realm, even leaving Earth to roam the cosmos, earning the respect and admiration of all.

But he didn't expect that while he was studying a medicinal formula, a medical fairy from the immortal world secretly poisoned him.

"Xiao Huan!" Ye Hong gritted his teeth: "I regarded you as a close friend, but you coveted my Taigu Medical Classic and plotted to dominate the fairy world. You secretly gave me the Seven-Colored Five Poisons, causing my cultivation to plummet and nearly killing me."

But, the heavens will not deprive me, Ye Hong!

"Now I not only survived, but returned to Earth five hundred years ago. Wait for me! One day, I will make you, soul fly and dissipate!"

Although he has lost his cultivation now, the Ancient Medical Scripture is still imprinted in Ye Hong's mind.

It's just a fresh start.

He used to be able to cultivate step by step to the Immortal Physician realm, now he can do it again!

Also, why would my sister, who was still in school at the time, die such a tragic death?

And that man who has been pursuing him all along, is he really related?

If the younger sister were still alive and well, how could their father and mother have died from grief while still in their prime?

Thinking of his parents and sister, Ye Hong's originally calm heart couldn't help but stir with sadness.

Given another life, he would make sure his family lived the best life possible.

Wealth, fame, and status, none of it matters.

They will never be bullied and humiliated like they were in their past life!

So, let's start by accumulating connections and funds.

He wants to build a fortress for his family, one that is impregnable, even to the most powerful immortals.

"Ye Hong, what are you looking at? Come over and help me!"

Lost in his memories, Ye Hong suddenly jolted awake. Turning back, he saw a boy around his age waving at him.

Ye Hong frowned slightly.

This person has an impression.

Ling Weiwei.

He was the son of the owner of Baicao Tang, but later, in order to inherit Baicao Tang, he was tricked by his boyfriend and intentionally murdered his own brother.

As for what kind of entanglement there is, Ye Hong isn't very clear.

In the end, the boss died of heartbreak. Ling Weiwei was sentenced to life imprisonment. That tall, handsome boyfriend had cheated her out of a large sum of money and ran away, supposedly living a carefree life abroad.

Ye Hong wasn't very fond of this foolish man, but the boss was always very kind to him. He taught him everything he knew, without holding back at all.

Moreover, the boss extended a helping hand without any hesitation when he was facing his greatest difficulties and his family suffered a major misfortune. This person, Ye Hong, will never forget him.

If he had been unaware of everything before, the tragedy that happened at his boss's house would be something he couldn't prevent or change. That would be fine. But now, since he knows the ending in advance, he can't just stand by and let this disaster befall his boss again.

"Ye Hong!"

Kenji Miyake stared intently at her, but showed no sign of moving. Ling Weiwei seemed a little angry, and she raised her voice, saying with dissatisfaction: "Don't you see that the patient needs to lie down in bed? Come help me, I can't hold her up!"

"Okay, here it comes."

Ye Hongji walked a few steps and came to Ling Weiwei's side. From the other side, he helped up an elderly man in a long robe and prepared to put him on the bed.

"My dad went to the back to get something. In a while, this old man needs acupuncture, it's very troublesome, you help look after him." Ling Weiwei looked at Ye Hong and said: "I have something to do, I need to go out for a bit."

Ye Hong frowned slightly, first helping Ling Weiwei place the elderly man on the bed, and then he touched his forehead.

He pondered for a moment, then turned to Ling Weiwei and said: "Are you going to see your boyfriend?"

What does it have to do with you?

"Don't go, come with me, let's treat this old man." Ye Hong said.

"What boyfriend? I'm not seeing him, I really have something to do." Ling Weiwei twisted and said a sentence, suddenly stunned: "What did you say? Are you going to treat the old man?"

“It wasn’t me, it was we!” Ye Hong said calmly. “The old man is currently suffering from a burning heart, and your father’s acupuncture can only replenish qi, which is not suitable for him at all. If he doesn’t get acupuncture, that’s fine; but if he does, I fear the old man will die instantly.”

"Nonsensical babble, do you even know what acupuncture is?"

Ye Hong's level, Ling Weiwei thought she knew it very well. Now that she had just arrived at Baicao Tang for a few days, she actually started to comment on her own father?

It's not that I dislike Ye Hong, it's just that I find what Ye Hong says to be too outlandish.

Ye Hong ignored him and turned his head: "Where are the old man's relatives? I need to treat him immediately."

Over the past five hundred years, Ye Hong has met all sorts of people.

Sarcasm and flattery, all at your disposal.

No matter what attitude Ling Weiwei had towards him, she couldn't stir up even a flicker of emotion in his heart.

"My family is signing a treatment agreement with my father because he's critically ill. No one can guarantee that nothing unexpected will happen during treatment, so what if the family gets into a dispute? We can't afford to take on that responsibility."

"There's no need for all that trouble," Ye Hong said. "Just bring the family out here. During the treatment, there are some things I'll need their cooperation with."

This kind of disease was, in Ye Hong's previous eyes, not worth mentioning.

But now, his skills have deteriorated to the point of being ordinary. He is just an average person and can no longer use qi to heal people with medicine.

One can only rely on years of experience and eyesight.

The old man was closing his eyes at this time, his face black as night, with heavy gasps coming from him every now and then. His breathing was labored.

It seems like it won't last long.

"Can you please stop meddling? You're just a little apprentice, who dares to let you treat patients? You even say my dad's acupuncture is problematic. In your whole life, it's a question if you can even hold a silver needle properly! Get out of here and stand aside honestly!"

Ling Weiwei scolded impatiently.

I thought this Ye Hongren was alright before, but why is he so annoying today?

Who does he think he is? To rush to treat the patient now? Doesn't he see that they're about to die?

Even my father wouldn't be so sure, what makes you think you have any say here in this Baicao Hall?

Just then, a few people walked out from the hall. The one in the lead was a man in his forties or fifties. He seemed to have heard Ling Weiwei's words and spoke, "Weiwei, how do you speak like that?"

Ling Weiwei pouted and said in a wronged tone, "Dad, you don't even know what he just said... Hey, weren't you very powerful and arrogant just now? Now that my dad is here, do you dare to say to my dad what you just said to me?"

Ling Tian's footsteps hurried forward, holding a silver needle box in his hand: "I don't have time to listen to you quarrel."

Speaking, he had already arrived at the old man's bedside. He turned his head to look at a middle-aged woman who came out with him: "Mrs. He, I can't guarantee that I can cure your husband, are you sure you want me to give him acupuncture?"

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