At that time, Zhou Mao was very high-spirited and relied on his own efforts to make a name for himself in Jiang Province.
His reputation in Jiang Province is not inferior to that of his father Zhou Wentian.
But just a year ago, a car accident left him disabled and in a wheelchair.
Zhou Mao was a strong person, but after losing his legs, he became completely depressed.
Zhou Mao wanted to die, but he was stopped every time.
Seeing Zhou Mao in this state, Zhou Wentian was completely disappointed with Zhou Mao.
"call……"
Zhou Mao took a deep breath, picked up the glass and scratched his wrist.
After seeing Zhou Mao's appearance clearly, Jiang Yi was a little stunned. This face looked so familiar.
When I was in college, this guy was my best friend.
At that time, in order not to hurt Jiang Yi's self-esteem, Zhou Mao told Jiang Yi that he was a child from a poor family.
Jiang Yi had already figured out at that time that Zhou Mao was lying to him.
But for four years in college, Jiang Yi never exposed it.
The only thing Jiang Yi didn't expect was that this guy turned out to be the son of the governor of Jiang Province.
Since graduating from college, Zhou Mao has never contacted Jiang Yi again.
"is this necessary?"
Jiang Yi jumped off the wall.
Hearing someone speaking, Zhou Mao's hand holding the glass stopped.
"Who are you?" Zhou Mao frowned and asked Jiang Yi.
Zhou Mao obviously did not recognize Jiang Yi.
"I am the doctor who treats Miss Zhou!"
Jiang Yi smiled slightly and looked at Zhou Mao.
"It's just that I'm in a wheelchair, what's the big deal."
Zhou Mao ignored Jiang Yi.
"Maybe I can cure your leg!" Jiang Yi said.
Upon hearing this, Zhou quickly looked over at Jiang Yi.
Soon, the hope that was ignited on Zhou Mao's face disappeared again.
"I have become a cripple and no one can cure me!"
"I have become disabled, but living is still meaningful, but dying is a relief!" Zhou Mao said mockingly.
"You don't believe me?" Jiang Yi asked.
"If my leg could be cured, it would be cured long ago!"
"Looking at your age, you are only in your twenties. So many miracle doctors can't cure my legs. Why do you say they can?" Zhou Mao said.
"If I say it can be cured, it can be cured! But I never do business at a loss. I will cure your legs. You have to promise me one thing. As for what it is, I will tell you later!" Jiang Yi
He spoke.
When Zhou Mao heard this, he 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 just recognized me now?" Jiang Yi said with a slight smile.
"Unexpectedly, it turns out to be you!"
Zhou laughed.
"We haven't seen each other for so many years, and I still didn't recognize you. How have you been in these years? Are you okay?"
"Okay!"
Jiang Yi took a deep breath.
"Tonight, we must have a good drink and get drunk before resting." Zhou Mao said.
"Will I delay your business?" Jiang Yi asked.
Hearing this, Zhou Mao felt a little embarrassed, threw away the broken glass in his hand, and said with a smile, "Let's drink first, and let's put aside the big things first."
Later, Zhou Mao told Jiang Yi that there was a wine cellar behind the yard.
Jiang Yi smiled and pushed Zhou Mao directly into the wine cellar.
There are a lot of good wines in the wine cellar.
Jiang Yi was very happy when he met Zhou Mao, and started drinking with Zhou Mao directly.
Zhou Mao confided everything he had experienced over the years.
After saying that, Zhou Mao felt that his whole body felt much more relaxed, and he no longer felt the same sense of depression as before.
At the same time, Zhou Mao also asked about Jiang Yi.
Jiang Yi simply said a few things and did not tell Zhou Mao many things.
After drinking until midnight, Jiang Yi and Zhou Mao were both drunk.
When I woke up, it was already the next morning.
"How do you think about what I told you last night?" Jiang Yi opened his mouth and smiled at Zhou Maowei.
When Zhou Mao heard this, he had a complicated expression on his face.
"Don't worry, I will definitely be able to help you heal your leg. We have known each other for four years in college. How have you ever seen me lie 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, but don't lie to me, or I will fall out with you."
"In that case, let's start!" Jiang Yi said.
"Now?" Zhou Mao was stunned for a moment.
"That's right, right now!"
Jiang Yi smiled slightly and said, "After I cure you, I will cure your sister."
Zhou Mao was dubious, but agreed anyway.
Jiang Yi took out the Jiutian Needle given by Liu Hong and started treating Zhou Mao directly.
Zhou's legs with colds can only be cured by Huanshen Acupuncture, which has long been lost.
Therefore, Zhou Mao's legs could only be cured by Jiang Yi, who knew how to use the Magic Needle.
Time keeps passing.
An hour passed in the blink of an eye.
When Jiang Yi inserted the last golden needle, Zhou Mao could not help but scream in pain.
"I can feel my legs, I feel pain..."
Zhou Mao shouted in surprise.
Zhou Mao seemed very excited. For a whole year, he had no feeling in his legs.
And now, he felt pain.
"In five minutes, the golden needle can be pulled out! I have left the yard next door all night, and I have to go back now! I'm leaving 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 saying that, Jiang Yi left!
Zhou Mao looked at Jiang Yi's back with a surprised expression on his face. He did not expect Jiang Yi to have such amazing medical skills.
Previously, Zhou Mao blamed himself for hiding his identity.
Now Zhou Mao feels that it is even, and Jiang Yi has also hidden the matter of studying medicine from him for so many years.
Just after Jiang Yi left, Jiang Province Governor Zhou Wentian and members of the Zhou family found the wine cellar.
"Looks like you figured it out!"
Jiang Province Governor looked at Zhou Mao, took a deep breath, and said, "Losing your legs is a test from God. You are much better than your sister. She probably won't last long now. I hope this time
These experts with medical skills invited here can save your sister's life."
The Zhou family members immediately gathered around and started talking to Zhou Mao.
Although Zhou Mao is now a useless person, he is the eldest son of the Zhou family after all. Even if he looks down on Zhou Mao, he still has to do some superficial work.
Zhou Mao ignored everyone. Seeing that the time was almost up, he pulled out the golden needles from the acupuncture points one by one.
The pain caused large beads of sweat to appear on Zhou Mao's forehead, but Zhou Mao did not groan.
When everyone saw this scene, they all had puzzled expressions on their faces.