Urban Super Medical Saint

Chapter 167 The Elderly

Given the relationship between Ge Dongxu and Cheng Lehao, it made no sense for them to invite Du Yifan to stay at his place and leave Cheng Lehao out in the cold.

So, before the school year started, Ge Dongxu had already suggested to Cheng Yazhou and his wife that Cheng Lehao stay with him.

Others might not have known Ge Dongxu's abilities, but Cheng Yazhou and his wife certainly did. With Ge Dongxu looking after their son, they were more than willing, continuously thanking him and telling him that if Cheng Lehao dared to not listen, Ge Dongxu should feel free to discipline him without holding back.

Cheng Yezhou and his wife said this in front of Cheng Lehao, which really frustrated him, tears streaming down his face. Both were high school seniors, so why was there such a big gap between people?

The villa was two stories high, with each floor covering about one hundred twenty square meters. The first floor, aside from the living room, dining room, kitchen, and bathroom, only had one guest room with an en-suite bathroom, so both the living room and guest room were quite spacious.

The second floor had a master bedroom with an en-suite bathroom, a study, and a cultivation room that Ge Dongxu had designed specifically for himself.

As two people were moving in, Ge Dongxu thought about moving into the cultivation room himself, offering the master bedroom to one of them. However, the two guys were insistent, adamantly choosing to stay together in the guest room downstairs, saying it would be more convenient for Ge Dongxu if he ever brought a female classmate back upstairs.

Of course, it was impossible for Ge Dongxu to bring a female classmate home to stay, but having someone live upstairs did make his cultivation inconvenient. Besides, that room downstairs was very spacious, easily accommodating two single beds and two desks. Since Du Yifan and Cheng Lehao did not mind sharing a room, Ge Dongxu just went along with it.

The day the two moved in, Ge Dongxu taught them meditation and the basics of breath control.

These were very basic cultivation methods, not some profound mental techniques. For those with good talent, it might be possible to gradually step into the threshold of cultivation. For those with average talent, like Cheng Lehao and Du Yifan at their age, these techniques could only help in maintaining health and prolonging life, definitely not enough to step into the realm of cultivation.

Just like learning a language, cultivation should start in early childhood, becoming a mother tongue, a part of the body, otherwise, it's merely parroting, unable to truly integrate a language into one's bones.

Even so, with the rich spiritual energy in Ge Dongxu's villa, once he taught Du Yifan and Cheng Lehao the techniques of meditation and breath control, and they followed the practices for half an hour, they felt indescribably refreshed and clear-headed.

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"Wow, it really is miraculous! I feel so energetic now. No wonder, boss, your academic performance is so good; you had this great technique!" Cheng Lehao exclaimed with an exaggerated face.

"Thank you, boss. With this technique, I'm sure I can get into Huaqing University," Du Yifan said. After experiencing the incident with his father, Du Yifan had become much more composed than before.

"What's so good about Huaqing? I want to go to Yuezhou University. I hear the girls there are very open-minded, and it's all bikinis on the beach in summer!" Cheng Lehao immediately said disdainfully.

"Cut it out!" Ge Dongxu and Du Yifan gave him a contemptuous hand gesture together.

And so, Du Yifan and Cheng Lehao settled into Ge Dongxu's home.

They both understood that their senior year was crucial. They were conscientious without needing Ge Dongxu's supervision. Plus, living on different floors, they did not disturb Ge Dongxu's cultivation.

About a month had passed, and Du Yifan had improved significantly in a quiz, reaching fifth place in his class, while Cheng Lehao progressed even more, shooting from around thirtieth to the top ten. When the results came out, his parents were overjoyed, and they specially prepared a meal to thank Ge Dongxu on a weekend, which left Lehao feeling quite frustrated.

It seemed that after all that effort, Lehao's improvement was credited to Ge Dongxu, and had nothing to do with him personally.

In Jiangnan Province, the weather starts to cool down after November, bringing intermittent autumn rains, yet the herb tea business did not slow down after the hot summer, instead, it continued to rise, albeit not as dramatically as during the summer because of the weather.

Donglin Yue's clothing company was not affected by the weather and continued to expand its franchises at a rapid pace. Kunting Chain Hotels finally opened its first directly-managed store in Ouzhou City in November, with the second one located in Linzhou in the provincial capital, where they had outright purchased a small hotel that was currently undergoing intensive renovations.

However, none of these concerned Ge Dongxu; his primary focus was his master Ren Yao's gravesite and the slightly better-than-thatched cottage he used to live in called the Broken Taoist Temple.

Although it is said that after death, rest in peace, no amount of work posthumously could compare to filial piety during one's lifetime. But now that Ge Dongxu had money, he still wanted to do something for his master. He spent money to rebuild the little Broken Taoist Temple, enshrined portraits of Ge Hong and his master, and spent more money to refurbish his master's grave, planting flowers, plants, and trees around it according to the Feng Shui layout.

Everything was modest, without purposely expanding the land, but many aspects like portraits, inscriptions, talismans, planting trees, and selecting stones and wood were personally tended to by Ge Dongxu during the summer break and several weekends after school started.

Because every detail was meticulously crafted and thought out, by this weekend, the seemingly small project was finally completed.

Carrying a real twenty-year-aged Huadiao wine and a beggar's chicken, Ge Dongxu went early on Saturday morning to his master's gravesite.

"Master, I have reached the Fifth Layer of Qi Cultivation now, and I estimate that it won't be long before I reach the Sixth Layer. If I can keep up this pace, there's a good chance I might reach the legendary Dragon Tiger Realm. Isn't that impressive, Master? It's just a pity you can't see this. Otherwise, you would have been extremely delighted," Ge Dongxu poured a cup of wine for his master and one for himself, then mused aloud.

…

Capital City, a plain gray-bricked courtyard in a back alley behind Zhongshan Mountain. However, this inconspicuous courtyard stood out because there were two armed police officers standing guard on each side of the gate.

A solemn atmosphere subtly emanated from the courtyard, causing anyone approaching it to unconsciously slow down their steps, speak softly, and refrain from loud or disruptive behavior.

Today was a rainy day, and being in the north, Capital City felt the brunt of the cold wave from Siberia sooner than Jiangnan Province.

Inside one room of the courtyard, the heating was fully turned on.

An elderly man sat in a wheelchair, and though the heat was fully on, his thighs were still covered with a woolen blanket.

The old man was frail, his back slightly hunched, and his face was covered with wrinkles like old tree bark, his hair and beard white. He was wearing glasses and reading a newspaper, evoking an image of benevolence that one might see on television.

But if Ge Dongxu were here, he would definitely sense the dense, lingering Evil Qi and the innate authority surrounding the old man that required no anger to assert itself.