At this moment, even Liang Yingzhuo felt that Daoist Huang's words were somewhat unreasonable. He said with a somber face, "Daoist Huang, he only said a few words, and the consequences are this serious?"
"This, this, this..." Daoist Huang didn't know how to explain it at this moment, especially seeing the child's body twitching severely. He also felt a chill. If the child convulsed after he left, it would be none of his concern. After all, he had intended to make a quick buck and then disappear. With twenty million in hand, he could live a very comfortable life even abroad.
"He's just a charlatan," Old Master Liang snorted coldly. He wasn't very superstitious to begin with, but his son was quite superstitious. Sometimes he even doubted if Liang Yingzhuo was his biological son.
Bang!
Liang Yingzhuo, being short-tempered, kicked Daoist Huang to the ground as soon as he realized he was being deceived. He snatched back the bank card and angrily declared, "You dare to deceive even me, Liang Yingzhuo! You, Daoist Huang, take him away and cripple him!"
"I was wrong... I was really wrong... I'll never dare again..." Daoist Huang pleaded, but he was immediately dragged away. His pleas were useless.
Liang Yingzhuo was not a kind person. To reach his current position, if not ruthless, he was certainly not soft-hearted, especially since Daoist Huang was using his son for profit.
"What should we do now..." Madam Liang sobbed.
"I have a way." Li Se came to Dongdong's side and pressed a few points on him. Soon, the child stopped twitching.
"A divine doctor!" Liang Yingzhuo was somewhat embarrassed. "I was blind just now. Divine doctor, I hope you can save my child. These twenty million are for your trouble."
Old Master Liang said coldly, "What kind of attitude is that? Apologize properly!"
Liang Yingzhuo immediately bowed deeply to Li Se. For a prominent figure like him, such an apology was quite rare.
"Mr. Liang, you're too kind." Li Se was not petty, and much of Liang Yingzhuo's resentment dissipated.
"Divine Doctor Li," Old Master Liang said anxiously, "You were the reason Dongdong became like this. Do you have a way to cure him?"
Li Se nodded. "Dongdong's condition is due to being entangled by malevolent energy, which is why he frequently sees spirits, which are actually his own fantasies. It wasn't a serious issue originally, but that Daoist Huang used a soul-summoning talisman just now, making the situation much worse. His complexion is pale, his pulse is fine and taut, and he cries out in his sleep without realizing it. This means his three souls are missing two."
Liang Yingzhuo was quite superstitious, so he immediately believed Li Se's words and hurriedly asked, "Then what should we do?"
Li Se uttered two words: "Soul calling!"
"Soul calling?" Liang Yingzhuo and the others were stunned.
"Let Madam Liang do it," Li Se said, looking at Madam Liang. "First, draw a cross on the ground, have Dongdong stand on the cross, and you stand to the side. Then, extend one hand towards the sky as if grasping something, shout 'Dongdong, come back,' and then reach your hand towards Dongdong. Mr. Liang, you should respond by saying 'he's back.' Repeat this seven times, and he will be fully recovered by tomorrow."
Liang Yingzhuo and Madam Liang looked at each other with strange expressions. This felt rather odd, and would it really be effective?
Old Master Liang saw Liang Yingzhuo hesitating and snorted, "Why aren't you doing as told?"
"Alright!" Liang Yingzhuo did not hesitate. He immediately drew a cross on the ground with a stone and helped Dongdong stand in the center. Then, Madam Liang began to call.
After repeating this seven times, Dongdong fell asleep again. Madam Liang carried him to his room.
"Divine Doctor Li, if my child recovers tomorrow, I will reward you handsomely!" Liang Yingzhuo said solemnly.
Lin Junhao smiled and said, "Uncle Liang, I told you earlier that Divine Doctor Li's medical skills are absolutely reliable."
Liang Yingzhuo felt a bit awkward. Then, he seemed to remember something and looked at Li Se with a serious expression. "Divine Doctor Li, you said earlier that my son's condition is due to my father?"
Li Se repeated what he had explained to Old Master Liang to Liang Yingzhuo. He then added, "This situation is relatively easy to resolve. To explain it in terms of Traditional Chinese Medicine, it is mainly Old Master Liang's psychological ailment, a lingering after-effect of his time on the battlefield. I will write a prescription, and after about a month of rest, Old Master Liang can be completely cured."
Li Se took paper and pen, wrote the prescription, and handed it to Liang Yingzhuo. He did not linger at the Liang residence and left with Lin Junhao.
"Divine Doctor Li, I never expected that your knowledge of Feng Shui and metaphysics would also impress me," Lin Junhao said with some admiration.
"I only know a little," Li Se replied humbly.
Lin Junhao thought for a moment. "I heard Wanqiu mention that your father has already passed away?"
Li Se looked at Lin Junhao in surprise. Why were these siblings so concerned about him? He then nodded. "Yes, he has passed away."
"Have you met your father?" Lin Junhao pressed.
Li Se shook his head. "No."
"Then have you ever thought that your father might not be dead?" Lin Junhao suddenly asked.
Li Se frowned, his tone suddenly turning cold. "If he were still alive, he would not be worthy of being my father!"
The two did not chat further and soon parted ways. However, Lin Junhao's expression was peculiar. They shared the same surname, Li, and looked so similar. Moreover, Li Se claimed his father had passed away, yet he had never even met him.
Thinking of this, Lin Junhao immediately called his father.
Meanwhile, in the capital, at the Lin family residence.
Lin Wunan hung up Lin Junhao's call and paced back and forth in the courtyard. After some thought, he decided to call the Li family.
"Old Lin, why are you calling me?" The voice on the other end belonged to the current head of the Lin family, Li Shengguo.
"Old Li, there's something I must tell you." Lin Wunan's voice was quite grave. "Do you remember when your third son went to Qingyun City all those years ago?"
"He did, what about it?" Li Shengguo sounded surprised.
Lin Wunan continued, "Junhao and Wanqiu went to Qingyun City a few days ago. They met a young man there, about twenty years old, who looks very much like your third son and also has the surname Li. Furthermore, his medical skills are exceptionally high. To be frank, if he wished, he could become an imperial physician!"
There was silence on the other end of the line. It was not surprising that Li Shengguo was stunned by Lin Wunan's words. Qingyun City had a young man who looked very much like his third son, was in his early twenties, and also shared the surname Li. And third son's trip to Qingyun City was exactly twenty years ago!
This was too much of a coincidence. The most frightening part was that if this young man wished, he could become an imperial physician!