"It's a sect with a long history, and it's really a bit arrogant!" Ge Dongxu couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw this.

"Yes, it's a pity that it's getting late now. If you want to see it up close, we will go up the mountain next morning." Lu Chongliang looked up at the sky and said.

Ge Dongxu also looked up at the sky. It would be no problem for him to fly two or three hundred meters every time. If it weren't for Lu Chongliang and others, it would be only a short time for him to go there at this distance.

But now that Lu Chongliang and others are there, he still needs to restrain himself and dare not reveal all his true abilities.

The more things you experience and the more people you come into contact with, the more Ge Dongxu will be more cautious and leave some room for everything.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's go back, otherwise it will be dark at the foot of the mountain." Ge Dongxu nodded and said.

So the group returned the same way.

Everyone has the cultivation level. Although except for Ge Dongxu, no one else is powerful, climbing the mountain is much better than ordinary people.

Everyone was talking and laughing, and there was no rest in the middle, so they went down the mountain in one breath.

At the foot of Santai Mountain, there is an ancient town. It has now become a tourist destination. At night, there are lights and various stalls and vendors shouting, which is very lively.

The group went down the mountain and did not go back to the hotel. Instead, they found a small local restaurant in the ancient town. They went in and ordered wine and food, and ate, drank and joked together, which was very lively and comfortable.

Even after everyone got drunk, they became bolder and did not call Senior Ge Dongxu again. They followed Lu Banxian, either the boss or the Xu brother.

Ge Dongxu didn't care about these false gifts, and he was not in the hotel now. If they called him that, he would be at ease.

...

Santai City, nearby suburbs.

Single-family villa with gardens in the area.

A skinny old woman was lying on the bed with an oxygen tube inserted into her nostrils, a drip in her hands, and a detection instrument was placed next to the head of the bed.

The old woman's eyes were distracted and her whole body looked extremely weak, as if she was a candle in the wind, and she would be wiped out with the wind at any time.

There were several people surrounding the hospital bed in the room. One of the women's hands was linked to the old woman's thin hands. Her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked haggard, but she looked extremely pretty. It made people feel particularly distressed when they saw it. She was Wu Yili, a professor at Jiangnan University.

On the other side of the bed, an old man who looked quite fairy-like was taking the old woman's pulse.

After taking the pulse, the old man stood up and looked at the old woman's eyes, tongue, and gently pressed on different parts of her body. After a long time, he shook his head.

When the old woman saw the old man shook her head. Although her mouth couldn't open, her turbid eyes looked at Wu Yili with a hint of reluctance.

"Grandma!" Wu Yili couldn't help but feel sad when she saw the old woman looking at her, and tears couldn't stop falling.

Most of the elderly in China love their grandsons the most, but the old woman in front of her loved the most was Wu Yili, the granddaughter. When Wu Yili was in her childhood, most of them followed her grandmother and were particularly close to her.

"Master Zhu, how is my mother's situation?" When the old woman looked at Wu Yili reluctantly, a man in his early fifties asked the old man.

The old man is no other person, but Zhu Dongyu, a master of traditional Chinese medicine in Dongyue Province and a master of national medicine.

Wu Yili's grandmother's family is also a scholarly family in Santai City, and her grandmother is even a senior intellectual in the past. Wu Yili's ability to become a university professor today has a lot to do with her living with her grandmother since she was a child.

Because my grandmother's house is quite famous in Santai City, I heard that Zhu Dongyu, a master of national medicine, was in Santai City, so I invited him to my home to do his best.

"The old man can't say anything about any disease, but his five internal organs are weak, and his spirit gradually fades away. When I reach the age of Yuanshou, I can't do anything." Zhu Dongyu shook his head and said.

"But my grandmother is only 73 years old this year! Her living conditions are so good now. Since she is not sick, how can her life be near? It must be caused by the cold a few days ago!" Wu Yili wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said unwillingly.

"I was suffering from cold a few days ago but it was just a superficial reason. The real reason was that your grandmother endured a lot of hardship when she was young, especially when she gave birth, and failed to recuperate her vitality in time. So although she is only seventy-three years old, her internal organs are weak, and her spirit gradually faded. Even if I can replenish some vitality with precious drugs such as ginseng, it's just a few days, and it's just a waste of money. You should ask the old man as soon as possible what he had to do. I really can't do anything here." Zhu Dongyu saw Wu Yili so pretty but her eyes were swollen and filled with tears. He felt very sorry for her. He didn't blame her for her doubts, but replied in detail.

"Master Zhu, you are a master of national medicine. Since my mother is not sick, you must have a way to save her. We dare not ask for anything. We just want to find a way to make her live for a few more months and a half, so that we, the children, can accompany her and do our filial piety!" The man in his early fifties begged.

This man is Wu Yili's uncle.

The old man had already visited the best Western medical hospital in the province, and the hospital did not have any problems. He only said that the old man's organs had decayed. Therefore, the people from Wu Yili's grandmother's house saw that the old man did not like to stay in the hospital, so he took the old man home again.

"Principal Zhang, since I am here, I will definitely save you if you have a way to save me. It's just that I'm born, old, sick and die. This is the natural law, and I can't do anything about it!" Zhu Dongyu sighed.

Wu Yili's uncle is the principal of Santai No. 1 Middle School.

"Master Zhu, please think about it carefully. I know that traditional Chinese medicine is profound and profound. In this case, Western medicine must be unable to do anything about my mother, but traditional Chinese medicine may still have a way." Principal Zhang was obviously a filial son, so he still didn't give up.

"You are right. Traditional Chinese medicine is profound and profound. I can't. Maybe others can do it. In this way, tomorrow there will be an old senior in the traditional Chinese medicine industry. He said that he also gave me some advice on my medical skills. He is almost a hundred years old and is a real paradise. He is coming to our Santai City. I will invite you to invite him tomorrow. However, he is a real paradise. I haven't seen him for decades, and I don't know if he is willing to help, but I will try my best to tell you. If he is willing to take action, maybe your mother can live a few more months." Zhu Dongyu felt aroused when he heard this and said.
Chapter completed!