At that time, Zhou Mao could be described as high-spirited, and with his own efforts, he broke through a world in Jiang Province.

His fame in Jiang Province was not lost to his father Zhou Wentian.

But just a year ago, a car accident left him crippled and put him in a wheelchair.

Zhou Mao is a strong person, and after losing his legs, his whole person is decadent.

Zhou Mao begged for death, but was stopped every time.

Seeing that Zhou Mao became like this, Zhou Wentian was completely disappointed in Zhou Mao.

"Hoo ......"

Zhou Mao took a deep breath, picked up the glass and swiped it towards his wrist.

After seeing Zhou Mao's appearance clearly, Jiang Yi was a little stunned, this face was too familiar.

When I was in college, this guy was my iron buddy.

At that time, in order not to hurt Jiang Yi's self-esteem, Zhou Mao told Jiang Yi that he was a child of a poor family.

Jiang Yi had already seen at that time that Zhou Mao was lying to himself.

But in the four years of college, Jiang Yi has not been exposed.

The only thing Jiang Yi didn't expect was that this guy turned out to be the son of the Jiang Provincial Overseer.

Since graduating from college, Zhou Mao has never contacted Jiang Yi again.

"Is this necessary?"

Jiang Yi jumped off the wall.

Hearing someone speak, Zhou Mao's hand holding the glass stopped.

"Who are you?" Zhou Mao frowned and asked Jiang Yi.

Zhou Mao obviously didn't recognize Jiang Yi.

"I'm the doctor who treated Miss Zhou!"

Jiang Yi smiled slightly and looked at Zhou Mao.

"It's just a wheelchair, what's the big deal."

Zhou Mao didn't pay attention to Jiang Yi.

"I might be able to heal your leg!" Jiang Yi opened his mouth and said.

As soon as he heard this, Zhou Mao hurriedly looked at Jiang Yi.

Soon, the hope burning on Zhou Mao's face disappeared again.

"I've become a wreck, and no one can cure me!"

"I became a cripple, there is still meaning in living, and I am relieved when I die!" Zhou Mao said self-deprecatingly.

"You don't believe me?" Jiang Yi asked.

"If my leg could be cured, it would have been cured a long time ago!"

"Look at your age, you're only in your twenties, and so many miracle doctors can't cure my legs, why do you say they can cure me?" Zhou Mao said.

"If I say it can be cured, it can be cured! But I never make a loss-making deal, I heal your legs, you have to promise me one thing, as for what, I will tell you later! Jiang Yi said.

When Zhou Mao heard this, his eyes looked at Jiang Yi again.

He looked at Jiang Yi's face carefully, was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "You...... Are you Jiang Yi? ”

"You only recognize me now?" Jiang Yi smiled slightly.

"Unexpectedly, it's really you!"

Zhou Mao laughed.

"I haven't seen you for so many years, I haven't recognized you all of a sudden, how have you been doing all these years? Are you okay? ”

"It's okay!"

Jiang Yi took a deep breath.

"Tonight, we have to have a good drink and get drunk." Zhou Mao said.

"Am I going to delay your business?" Jiang Yi asked.

Hearing this, Zhou Mao was a little embarrassed, threw away the broken glass in his hand, and said with a smile, "Let's drink first, and we have to let go of big things first." ”

Subsequently, Zhou Mao told Jiang Yi that there was a wine cellar at the back of this courtyard.

Jiang Yi smiled and pushed Zhou Mao directly into the wine cellar.

There are a lot of good wines in the cellar.

Jiang Yi was also very happy when he met Zhou Mao, and he started drinking directly with Zhou Mao.

Zhou Mao poured out all the things he had experienced over the years.

After finishing speaking, Zhou Mao felt that the whole person was much more relaxed, and he no longer had the feeling of depression before.

At the same time, Zhou Mao also asked about Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi just said some things briefly, and didn't tell Zhou Mao a lot of things.

After drinking until midnight, Jiang Yi and Zhou Mao were drunk.

By the time I woke up, it was already the next morning.

"What I told you last night, how did you think about it?" Jiang Yi opened his mouth and smiled at Zhou Mao.

When Zhou Mao heard this, a complicated expression appeared on his face.

"Don't worry, I will be able to help you heal your leg, we have known each other in college for four years, when did you see when I lied to you!" Jiang Yi looked at Zhou Mao.

"Okay, I promise you!"

Zhou Mao took a deep breath.

"Your words give me a glimmer of hope in my heart, but don't lie to me, or I'll turn against you."

"In that case, let's get started!" Jiang Yi said.

"Now?" Zhou Mao was stunned for a moment.

"That's right, now!"

Jiang Yi smiled slightly, "When you are cured, then I will treat your sister." ”

Zhou Mao was skeptical, but still agreed.

Jiang Yi took out the Nine Days Needle given by Liu Hong, and directly started to treat Zhou Mao.

Zhou Mao's legs can only be cured by the Phantom God Acupuncture Method, which has long been lost.

Therefore, Zhou Mao's legs can only be cured by Jiang Yi, who can use the Phantom God Needle.

Time keeps ticking.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye.

When Jiang Yi pierced the last golden needle, Zhou Mao couldn't help but let out a painful scream from his mouth.

"I feel it in my leg, I feel pain......"

Zhou Mao shouted in surprise.

Zhou Mao looked very excited, and for a whole year, his legs had been unconscious.

And now, he felt the pain.

"In five minutes, the needle will be pulled out! It's been a night since I left the yard next door, and now I have to go back! I'll go first! Jiang Yi said.

After taking a few steps, Jiang Yi opened his mouth and said to Zhou Mao, "Don't tell anyone, I cured your leg!" ”

After speaking, Jiang Yi left!

Zhou Mao looked at Jiang Yi's back, with a surprised expression on his face, he didn't expect Jiang Yi to have such amazing medical skills.

Before, Zhou Mao also blamed himself for hiding his identity.

Now Zhou Mao feels that he has flattened out, and Jiang Yi has also hidden the matter of studying medicine from himself for so many years.

As soon as Jiang Yi left, Zhou Wentian, the overseer of Jiang Province, and the clansmen of the Zhou family found the wine cellar.

"Looks like you've figured it out!"

Jiang Province Overseer looked at Zhou Mao, took a deep breath, and said, "Losing your legs is a test of God, you are much better than your sister, she is estimated to not last long now, I hope these medical masters invited this time can save your sister's life." ”

The clansmen of the Zhou family also immediately gathered around and opened their mouths to talk to Zhou Mao.

Although Zhou Mao has become a waste now, he is the eldest son of the Zhou family after all, even if he looks down on Zhou Mao again, he still has to do superficial work.

Zhou Mao didn't pay attention to everyone, and seeing that the time was almost up, he pulled out the golden needles on the acupuncture points one by one.

The pain made beads of sweat the size of beans appear on Zhou Mao's forehead, but Zhou Mao didn't snort.

When everyone saw this scene, they all had puzzled expressions on their faces.

The next moment, everyone was dumbfounded.