"If it is a sect with a long heritage, it is really a bit magnificent!" Ge Dongxu couldn't help but exclaim when he saw this.

"yes, it's a pity it's not early. If you want to see it up close, we'll go up the mountain early the next morning. Lu Chongliang looked up at the sky and said.

Ge Dongxu also looked up at the sky, he was now able to fly two or three hundred meters at a time was no problem, if it weren't for Lu Chongliang and others, this distance, it would only be a matter of a moment for him to go.

It's just that now that Lu Chongliang and others are here, he still needs to be more restrained after all, and he doesn't dare to reveal his true ability.

The more things he experienced and the more people he came into contact with, the more cautious Ge Dongxu became, leaving a little leeway in everything.

"It's okay, it's not early, let's go back, otherwise it will be dark at the foot of the mountain." Ge Dongxu nodded.

So the group went back the way they came.

Everyone is cultivated, although except for Ge Dongxu, the others are not very powerful, but climbing the mountain road is still much stronger than ordinary people.

Everyone laughed and laughed, and they didn't rest in between, and went down the mountain in one breath.

At the foot of Santai Mountain, there is an ancient town. Now it has also become a tourist attraction, and at night, the lights are lit up, and all kinds of stalls and vendors shout, which is very lively.

The group went down the mountain, did not go back to the hotel, but found a small restaurant with local characteristics in the ancient town, went in to order wine and food, ate and drank together, and laughed together, which was very lively and comfortable.

Even after everyone drank too much, they unconsciously became bolder, and they didn't call Ge Dongxu senior anymore, they all followed Lu Banxian or called the boss or Brother Xu.

Ge Dongxu didn't care about these false courtesies, and besides, he wasn't in the hotel now, they called him that, but he was at ease.

……

Santai City, a suburb.

Detached house with garden.

A scrawny old woman was lying on the bed with an oxygen tube in her nostrils, a hanging bottle in her hand, and a testing instrument by the bedside.

The old woman's eyes were blank, and her whole person looked extremely weak, like a candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished by the wind at any time.

There were several people around the hospital bed in the room, one of the woman's hands and the old woman's withered hands were interlocked, her eyes were red and swollen, her expression was haggard, but she was extremely pretty, which made people feel particularly distressed, and it was Wu Yili, a professor at Jiangnan University.

On the other side of the bed, an old man who looked a little fairy was taking the pulse of the old woman.

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

The old woman saw that the old man shook his head, although her mouth couldn't be opened, but her cloudy 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 her tears couldn't stop falling.

Most of the old people in Huaxia usually love their grandchildren the most, but the old woman in front of her loves Wu Yili's granddaughter the most, and when Wu Yili was a child, most of them were with her grandmother and had a special relationship with her.

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

The old man is none other than Zhu Dongyu, a master of traditional Chinese medicine in Dongyue Province and a master of traditional Chinese medicine.

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

Because my grandmother's family is quite famous in Santai City, this time I heard that Master Zhu Dongyu of traditional Chinese medicine was in Santai City, so I invited him to my home and tried my best.

"The old man can't say that he is sick, but his internal organs are empty, and his spirit is gradually gone, and when he reaches the age when he is approaching his first birthday, there is nothing I can do. Zhu Dongyu shook his head and said.

"But my grandmother is only seventy-three years old this year! Now that the living conditions are so good, since she is not sick, how can she be close to her birthday? It must have been caused by the cold a few days ago!" Wu Yili wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said unwillingly.

"The cold a few days ago is just a superficial reason, the real reason is that your grandmother suffered a lot when she was young, especially when she gave birth, she failed to recuperate well, and replenished her vitality in time, so although she is only seventy-three years old, she is already empty, and her spirit is gradually gone. There's really nothing I can do about it. Zhu Dongyu saw that Wu Yili was so pretty, but her eyes were red and swollen, full of tears, and she felt pity for her in her heart, but he didn't blame her for questioning, but replied in detail.

"Master Zhu, you are a master of traditional Chinese medicine, since my mother is not sick, you must have a way to save it. We don't dare to ask for extravagance, we just ask you to find a way to let her live a few more months and a half, so that those of us who are children can accompany her well and do our filial piety!" begged the man in his early fifties.

This man is Wu Yili's uncle.

The old man's condition has already been seen in the best western medicine hospital in the province, and the hospital has indeed found no problems, only saying that the old man's organs have decayed, so Wu Yili's grandmother's family saw that the old man didn't like to stay in the hospital, so he took the old man home again.

"Principal Zhang, since I'm here, I will definitely save if there is a way to save it, but birth, old age, sickness and death, this is the law of nature, and I can't help it!" Zhu Dongyu sighed.

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

"Master Zhu, I beg you, think about it again. I know that Chinese medicine is broad and profound, and in my mother's situation, Western medicine must have no choice, but Chinese medicine may still have a way. "Principal Zhang is obviously a filial son, but he still doesn't give up.

"You're right, Chinese medicine is broad and profound, I can't do it, maybe others can. In this way, tomorrow there will be an old-timer in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, who also pointed out my medical skills back then, who is almost 100 years old, and is a real master of the world, he wants to come to our Santai City, and I will help you invite him tomorrow. But he's a real outsider, and I haven't seen him in decades, and I don't know if he's willing to help, but I'll try to help you out. If he's willing to do it, maybe your mother will live a few more months. Zhu Dongyu's heart moved when he heard this, and said.

"That's great, thank you, thank you!" The people of the Zhang family thanked Zhu Dongyu excitedly, Wu Yili was also unable to hide her excitement, and at the same time, she was reminded by Zhu Dongyu, and suddenly remembered that Professor Tang Yiyuan, the father of her best friend Tang Yahui, thought that although Tang Yahui's father was not as famous as Zhu Dongyu's master of traditional Chinese medicine, he was also a doctoral supervisor of Jiangnan University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and a Chinese medicine master in Jiangnan Province.