Ye Tian put down his chopsticks and said lightly, "Since you want to hear, I'll tell you. The prescription for this medicinal wine is incorrect; it damages the liver. Alcohol itself damages the liver, and when the medicinal properties combine, it causes significant harm to your body. You are already in the early stages of liver cirrhosis, so you must go to the hospital for treatment immediately, and you must never drink alcohol again."
Upon hearing about liver cirrhosis, Lin Zhenying's face turned ashen. He was not yet sixty years old and found it difficult to accept this reality.
The old lady also became anxious. She asked Ye Tian, "Ye Tian, can you cure it?"
Ye Tian replied, "I can cure it, but my fees are very high, starting at ten million."
Lin Changxin was furious. "Ten million? Why don't you go rob a bank!"
Ye Tian narrowed his eyes. "If you're unwilling to spend money, then go to the hospital. If treated properly, you can live for another ten to eight years."
The chopsticks in Lin Zhenying's hand fell to the table with a clatter. He trembled and said, "Ye Tian, please save me! I don't expect to live to be a hundred, but at least to eighty, right? Ten to eight years is really not enough!"
Grandpa Lin thought of himself and sighed softly. "Little Ye, although our relationship isn't very good, he is still Ziyi's elder. Please help him."
Just then, Lin Ziyi brought the wine. Ye Tian opened it, poured some for Grandpa Lin, then for Lin Jinsheng, before saying, "I can treat you, but to achieve a complete cure, a five-hundred-year-old ginseng is required."
Lin Zhenying quickly said, "I'll have someone go buy it immediately. We will definitely get it!"
Ye Tian nodded. "Alright. When you've bought the ginseng, come find me anytime."
The wine tasted good, and Grandpa Lin praised it repeatedly. After drinking, he proposed staying at Lin Jinsheng's house that night, which made the old lady very disappointed.
After dinner, Grandpa Lin was taken to Lin Jinsheng's home. Ye Tian chatted for a while before leaving with Lin Ziyi.
Returning to their small home, Lin Ziyi said, "Look, Aunt's face was practically contorted with anger. Hmph, that woman is truly wicked. When we were kids, she often let Lin Changxin bully me."
Ye Tian replied, "It's all in the past. Dwelling on it is useless. By the way, Ziyi, I plan to go to Shouxian Town again. Will you come with me?"
Lin Ziyi asked, "To dig for Polygonum multiflorum?"
Ye Tian smiled. "First, to observe the distribution and yield of Polygonum multiflorum, and second, to investigate why the Polygonum multiflorum there is different from other places."
Lin Ziyi said, "Brother Tian, I can't accompany you. The tax bureau is auditing the company recently, and I need to be here to cooperate at any time."
Ye Tian was surprised. "The tax bureau is investigating us?"
Lin Ziyi reassured him, "It's nothing, just a normal random check. Our tax handling is very professional, and everything is proceeding according to normal procedures."
Ye Tian said, "That's good. If you're not going, I'll go alone. It'll also be a chance to send Grandpa back."
Lin Ziyi mused, "I feel like Grandpa's attitude and demeanor are completely different from last time. Brother Tian, do you think people can change?"
Ye Tian replied, "That's also normal. At that time, he was nearing the end of his life, and his perspective on things and people was different from ordinary people. Now that he knows he can live for a long time, his mood has naturally improved, and his attitude towards people has also become much better."
Lin Ziyi then asked, "Also, can Uncle's illness really be cured?"
Ye Tian confirmed, "It can be cured. Asking him to prepare five-hundred-year-old ginseng wasn't just a bluff; such medicinal material is indeed needed for a complete recovery."
Lin Ziyi said, "Well, if he can't find it, please help him, after all, he is Uncle."
Ye Tian replied, "I would have treated him even if you hadn't said anything. I am a doctor, and curing illness is my duty."
The night passed without incident, and it was the next day.
After breakfast, Grandpa Lin expressed his desire to visit the factory, so Ye Tian accompanied him to the medicinal plant. After a tour, Ye Tian took the old man to the Imperial Kitchen for a meal, and in the afternoon, he sent him back to Shouxian Town.
Liangzi was driving, with Ye Tian and Grandpa Lin sitting in the back, chatting idly.
As the car neared Shouxian Town, Grandpa Lin suddenly asked, "Little Ye, you are a cultivator, aren't you?"
Ye Tian glanced at him. "Grandpa knows about cultivators too?"
Grandpa Lin chuckled. "When I was young, I met a highly skilled individual. He claimed to be an immortal. But I didn't believe him, and thus missed a fated encounter."
Ye Tian's interest was immediately piqued. "Oh, he claimed to be an immortal? What happened then? Tell me, Grandpa."
Grandpa Lin paused, as if recalling the scene. He said, "I was over forty that year, working as a peddler, traveling from village to village. Once, I took a shortcut through the mountains and encountered a strange man sleeping in a tree."
Ye Tian asked, "How was he sleeping in a tree?"