Hearing this, Su Yang thought to himself, 'Ah, right, that's exactly what I wanted, hehe.'
However, despite his thoughts, his face still showed great politeness, "Uncle Zhuang, you flatter me."
Zhuang Yong spoke up first, "Not at all, not at all! Also, I want to formally apologize to you here for my poor attitude earlier." As he spoke, he stood up and was about to bow to Su Yang.
Seeing this, Su Yang hurriedly held Zhuang Yong back, "Oh, Uncle Zhuang, it's no big deal. I've long forgotten about it, please sit down!"
"Alright. Anyway, Mengmeng, Old Liu, you all heard it. Su Yang is now a great benefactor to our Zhuang family. No matter what needs he has, if he comes to you, you must notify me immediately."
"Okay, Dad."
"Understood, President Zhuang."
"By the way, Dad, Su Yang said he can also help remove the black spots on my body."
"What?" Hearing this, Zhuang Yong exclaimed in shock.
To remove these black spots on Zhuang Mengli, he had been physically and mentally exhausted lately. His beautiful, young daughter had inexplicably grown these ugly black spots all over her body.
As a father, he naturally felt terrible, but after running to all the major hospitals and seeking out various famous doctors, they were all helpless.
He had already given up hope. Suddenly hearing this, coupled with the fact that his father would soon recover, all sorts of good things were flooding in at once.
At this moment, unable to suppress his excitement, he turned to look at Su Yang, "Little Su, can you... really help Mengmeng remove the black spots on her body?"
Su Yang nodded, "Yes, I can, and she will be completely cured just by drinking one bag of Chinese medicine."
After saying this, he thought to himself, 'The Medical God skill is really awesome. Even if the ultimate is on cooldown, just using basic moves like Q, W, and E can easily handle all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases. It's truly badass. Just like Self-Healing, it belongs to the T0 tier of skills.'
"One bag??" Zhuang Yong was stunned.
"Yes, just one bag."
"Then Su Yang, can you brew the medicine for me right now? I can hardly wait!!" Zhuang Mengli ran to Su Yang with a face full of excitement, grabbing his hand and pleading.
Su Yang smiled faintly, "Sure, sure. I'll also brew the medicine for Grandpa Zhuang's next two courses of treatment while I'm at it."
"Great!! Then where are you going to do it?"
"Just find a spacious place, the courtyard on the first floor will do."
"Alright, Old Liu, hurry and prepare."
"Understood, President Zhuang." Old Liu agreed and quickly went downstairs to prepare.
Su Yang then turned to the bed, looked at Zhuang Changyun, and nodded, "Grandpa Zhuang, you should rest for a while now. You can eat after an hour."
"Alright, is there anything I should avoid eating?"
"No need, eat whatever you want. There's no such thing as dietary restrictions with my treatment."
"Haha, good, good, good. As expected of the divine doctor Little Su, with your words, I am relieved."
"Ah, I am no divine doctor, Grandpa Zhuang, you flatter me."
"You are a divine doctor!" At this moment, Guan Tianya, who had been silent all this time, quickly stepped forward and shouted.
"My title as a divine doctor is just an empty reputation, you are the true divine doctor in every sense of the word!!" Guan Tianya said excitedly.
"That's right, Little Su, you really don't need to be modest. With your abilities, in all of China, no, probably in the whole world, we couldn't find a second person like you. If you aren't a divine doctor, who is?" Zhuang Yong smiled.
"Yes, by the way, speaking of this... we all must keep today's events a strict secret. This is the rule. Of course, except for Little Su himself, no one else is allowed to leak a word of this."
Zhuang Changyun looked at the few people by the bed and spoke earnestly.
Naturally, everyone understood this kind of thing and nodded one after another.
At this moment, Su Yang's status had also unconsciously become different.
He could now be said to have three prominent figures as his backing at the same time. There was no need to elaborate on how formidable the background of someone at Zhuang Changyun's level was.
Zhuang Yong was already considered a top-tier entrepreneur in the business world, and his business connections were incredibly strong.
Then there was this leading authority in traditional Chinese medicine, Guan Tianya. Don't be fooled by him just being an old Chinese medicine doctor; his background was not much inferior to the first two. His influence in the field of Chinese medicine was basically at the T0 tier.
That was why Zhuang Yong was so polite to him, calling him Elder Guan with every breath.
The few of them chatted briefly with Zhuang Changyun for a while before leaving the bedroom one after another to let him rest.
Arriving on the first floor, a stove had already been set up in the courtyard. Su Yang took out a large bag of medicinal herbs he had gathered earlier from his bag and said, "I will start brewing the medicine now."
"Alright, sorry for the trouble, Little Su. I'll arrange for people to prepare a banquet now. I must host you properly tonight."
"Haha, I won't say no to that." Su Yang grinned.
At this time, Zhuang Mengli smiled and said, "Dad, earlier I told him that if he could cure the strange illnesses of me and Grandpa, I would promise him on your behalf to give him anything he wanted."
"But he didn't want anything at all."
Hearing this, Zhuang Yong smiled faintly. The more he looked at Su Yang now, the more pleasing to the eye he found him.
Although he could probably guess Su Yang's true intentions, none of that mattered, regardless of what Su Yang was thinking.
At the very least, he had genuinely helped his father and daughter, so everything he had said just now was completely sincere.
"Little Su, in my decades of life, it's truly the first time I've met a young man like you."
"Don't praise me anymore, Uncle Zhuang, I'm getting embarrassed, haha. I won't talk to you guys for now, brewing the medicine will take some time."
"Alright, I'll go have someone prepare the banquet." Zhuang Yong nodded and turned to leave.
Seeing this, Su Yang took out a cigarette and lit it, then picked up the clay pot on the table, washed it out, filled it with some water, and walked into the courtyard.
It was already past eight in the evening, and the sky had grown dark, but the lights in the courtyard were very bright.
He placed the pot on the stove, turned on the fire, and began adding the medicinal herbs one after another.
Zhuang Mengli and Guan Tianya stayed by Su Yang's side like shadows, inseparable.
Both of them had their own reasons for guarding Su Yang. Zhuang Mengli wanted to drink the 'divine medicine' as soon as possible to remove the black spots on her body.
Guan Tianya was purely curious. He really couldn't understand why Su Yang, at such a young age, would possess such formidable medical skills that could even be said to defy the heavens and change fate.
Su Yang ignored the two of them. He sat in front of the stove, minding his own business as he scrolled through his phone.
'Damn, I forgot to tell Panpan.'
Thinking of this, Su Yang opened WeChat and briefly described the events of the day up to this point to Pan Ning.
"Good, as long as you didn't encounter any danger."
"No danger at all. I'll lie down and talk to you in detail about the specific process when I get back; I can't explain it clearly on the phone in a short time."
"Okay!"

. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"

ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”