Son-in-law is a Medical Sage

Wu Zhentian felt that his father had made a big fuss over nothing. No matter how amazing Shi Lei was, he was just a barefoot doctor, without even a proper medical certificate.

Perhaps he did have some Chinese medicine foundation, but most of it was just a stroke of luck.

In Wu Zhentian's mind, this kind of person was called "knowing how to tell a better story".

If he were to say something unpleasant, he would be a scammer.

What was even more infuriating was that such a person, actually asked the dignified head of Nanyang,, to personally drive him away. Thinking of this, Wu Zhentian felt extremely infuriated.

Wu Zhentian took out a card from his pocket and handed it over to Shi Lei: "If you want to live, then this is 3 million. Take this well.

Saying this, he let out a cold snort, "If you don't listen to my advice, then you're courting death! You also know how big my family's power is.

Shi Lei was startled, he then frowned: "Mr. Wu, what is the meaning of this?"

Wu Zhentian waved the bank card in his hand, and said: "The reason why you came out to cheat is simply for money, I think 3 million is enough for you to spend. If I don't call the police to arrest you and if I don't send someone to deal with you, then that would be the end of our kindness, right? In the future, stay away from my father. He became muddle-headed. I didn't! "

"… …." "Heh."

Shi Lei was so angry that he started laughing.

A liar?

Have you ever seen a liar who can fool the dead?

Have you ever seen a liar who can cure a problem with a single meal?

No matter how big the Wu family business is, if you don't give me money to spend, why should I curry favor with you?

The card in Wu Zhentian's hand, without even looking at it, Shi Lei opened the car door and stepped out.

"Stay away from your father, that's fine. That's your father, not mine. I don't have any obligation to honor him, nor do I owe him anything."

"As for the money, you can keep it. 3 million might sound scary, but it's a little less than what's needed to humiliate me."

With that, he left.

After he left, Shi Lei casually walked on the street. He wanted to clearly think of the path he would take in the future.

Suddenly, Shi Lei felt his soul tremble, he could not help but stop and look to the right.

On the right were a few stalls that had ancient jade characters and paintings.

Only now did Shi Lei realize that he had unknowingly walked to the antique street.

The feeling just now had disappeared in an instant as Shi Lei scanned the few stalls around suspiciously.

The things that were placed on the stall were mostly normal and normal. Even though there was an item that would occasionally emit a light ancient Qi, that couldn't cause Shi Lei's soul to throb.

The vendors enthusiastically called out for their goods to be sold.

His soul must have been touched just now, for Shi Lei was certain of this fact, and it was definitely not an illusion.

After looking through it once more and failing to achieve anything, Shi Lei slowly closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing. His mind was completely clear, as if he was the only person in the world.

One minute passed, two minutes passed …

Instantly, that feeling appeared. Shi Lei immediately opened his eyes and looked towards one of the stalls.

There was a Copperball the size of a walnut with a dragon engraved on its surface.

Shi Lei walked over, took the Copperball in his hands, and carefully examined it.

The Copperball was an ordinary being, but the thing inside it was actually …

"Boss, how much is this ball?" After Shi Lei calmed his agitated mood, he very casually weighed the Copperball in his hands.

"10 million!" "No bargaining." After the boss announced the price, he looked at Shi Lei calmly, as if he was saying $50.

Ten million?

If it wasn't for Shi Lei recognizing the object, he would definitely have turned around and left.

"Young man, he's been selling these ten million for seven or eight years. He's a lunatic. Young man, come and take a look at my stuff, it's definitely good stuff." The stall owner waved passionately at Shi Lei.

After hesitating for a moment, Shi Lei finally suppressed the thought of running with the Copperball, and reluctantly put it back.

Shi Lei believed that other than him, no one else would be able to recognize this treasure. Otherwise, why would he stay here for so many years without making a move.

Forget it, hurry up and think of a way to raise money.

Lend it to Wu Zhentian?

Shi Lei secretly shook his head, using Wu Zhentian's money to buy this thing, the cause of cause and effect was too heavy.

Looks like I have to find two more rich people to treat my illness. Only then will I be able to earn ten million as fast as possible.

Shi Lei was walking and thinking, but suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Someone was following him!

Shi Lei turned his head around and was stunned. The one following him was actually the vendor who sold Copperball.

"Sir, can I have a word with you?" The vendor walked in front of Shi Lei and cupped his hands, his eyes filled with excitement.

Shi Lei nodded.

He had a feeling that this stall owner knew what the Copperball was, but if he knew what it was, how could he sell it?

After 10 minutes or so, the stall owner led Shi Lei into a dilapidated stationery store in the depths of the antique street.

"Sir, save me!" Just as he entered the shop, the booth owner immediately turned and kneeled in front of Shi Lei.

He did not expect the stall owner to be so stubborn. Instead, he stood up and kowtowed as he said, "Sir, please agree to save me, if not, I'll just kneel down!"

Shi Lei did not know whether to laugh or cry, and thought: This is your shop, not my house, just kneel down, is it not okay for me to leave?

But he did not.

The reason was simple, just now, when Shi Lei saw the first face of the vendor, he was able to tell that he … There's something wrong!

Shi Lei also found it strange. Logically speaking, the medical arts he obtained from the Chen Ancestor was very profound, the Chinese medical knowledge was meticulous to the point of looking, listening, asking, and understanding. After reaching a certain realm, just with just a "hope", he could see what kind of illness the patient had.

However, he had a faint feeling that there was something wrong with this stall owner's body. As for what the problem was, he had no clue, so for a moment, he thought that he was seeing things.

Now that he was begging for help, it confirmed Shi Lei's guess.

It seemed like he really was sick, and he wasn't mistaken.

Shi Lei not only inherited the Chen Ancestor's medical skills, he also inherited the ancestor's medical ethics.

"Boss, get up." Shi Lei looked at him and said, "As long as it's within my capabilities, I will definitely save you."

"Thank you, thank you sir."

The stall owner thanked him a few times before finally standing up. When Shi Lei saw that he was so excited, tears started to roll in his eyes.

Next, the booth owner took on the posture of receiving distinguished guests.

Shi Lei did not expect this small shop to hide such good tea despite its shabby appearance. The vendor personally brewed tea and respectfully handed it over to Shi Lei before he started to explain slowly.

He had trained in martial arts from his grandfather's generation, and he had even become the bodyguard of the country's leader. No matter which country the head visited, he would always bring him along.

Normally, for a martial artist to get to such a position, even if they had reached the end of it, let alone being rich or powerful, as long as their children and grandchildren were not too rich, they should not be worried about food or clothing. Why did this Guan Haiping fall to being a stall in the antiques market?

There was a reason for this.

The Guan Family has lasted for so many generations, and as if they were under some kind of curse, they will not live past forty!

There were no accidents, no sickness, no accidents. A martial artist with a strong body would not live past 40 years of age. Some of them, 37 or 8, some, 38 or 9, would at most last until they were 40 years old!

Guan Haiping's father died when he was 39. Before he died, he held his son's hand and gave him something. It was the little Copperball.

His father said to him, "No matter what, you have to find someone who is familiar with this item. Only this person can solve the Guan Family's inherited illness. I can't do it anymore in this life, you still have the chance …"

At that time, Guan Haiping was only seventeen years old.

From then on, he exhausted the wealth that his grandfather had saved up. He took the Copperball and ran around the entire world to find the people who knew this Copperball.