My husband Can Cultivate-Chapter 145 Is it easy to make this money?

From start to finish, Yang Qi didn’t say a word. He simply allowed Chen Guo to write the prescription, glancing over it indifferently. Soon, the herbs were fetched and decocted.

"I never thought this illness could be cured so easily," Lady Lei said, looking at Yang Qi with disdain. "You earned this one billion pretty easily, huh? I bet you didn’t expect Old Chen to have a prescription, did you?"

Yang Qi didn’t speak. He just smiled, watching as Chen Guo fed the medicinal soup to Lei Tingjun.

At first, the infantile tumor indeed reacted with pain, its ferocious appearance visible on the ultrasound. The members of the Lei Family all heaved a sigh of relief.

"See? This is a true Divine Doctor, a Saint who saves lives," Lady Lei started mocking Yang Qi again. "And you think you deserve one billion? Shameless."

No sooner had she finished speaking than Lei Tingjun’s body began to tremble violently. The infantile tumor hadn’t disappeared; instead, it had grown even larger, now the size of a child’s fist. Lei Tingjun started vomiting blood continuously.

"What—what’s happening?" Lady Lei panicked. Chen Guo panicked as well.

"Oh, Old Chen, you still haven’t learned how to remain calm," Yang Qi sighed. "Your master’s formula has never actually been used on a patient, has it?"

"It hasn’t, but..." Chen Guo couldn’t finish his sentence.

"Any medicine must undergo clinical trials," Yang Qi stated. "Without being tested on patients, no one knows what might happen. You were far too reckless."

"You knew all along there was a problem with this medicine?" Lady Lei was bewildered. "Why didn’t you say anything?"

"Heh, and why should I have? Did any of you even bother to ask me?" Yang Qi said coldly. "Not only did you not ask, but you also showered me with ridicule. Even if I had spoken up, would you have believed me?

"You would have just accused me of trying to steal the credit."

"Mr. Yang, please, I’m begging you, save my father. We were wrong."

In truth, it wasn’t just Lady Lei. Even Lei Qingtian and Lei Yingying had wanted to see Yang Qi humiliated. But now, they knew they were wrong. They finally understood the saying: you get what you pay for. Yang Qi’s high price was clearly justified.

"Of course, I’ll save him. After all, Commander Lei has already paid the consultation fee," Yang Qi said, motioning for Chen Guo to step aside. He then took out six Silver Needles.

Chen Guo was stunned. "No way, can acupuncture even be used for infantile tumors? My teacher never said anything about that!"

"That’s because he never researched infantile tumors thoroughly enough," Yang Qi explained. "An infantile tumor is an illness, but it’s also not. When it’s small, it’s benign. Not only is it harmless, but it can also significantly boost a person’s vitality. That’s why Commander Lei is as robust as an ox. Once it grows, however, it will kill the host. Two different states, two different treatment methods. Your teacher must have only researched how to kill a mature infantile tumor. I, on the other hand, am using a method that targets it before it has fully grown."

"So that’s how it is!" The explanation was simple enough for even a layman to understand.

"But acupuncture can’t possibly kill it, can it?" Chen Guo was still puzzled.

Yang Qi shook his head. "I have no intention of killing it. This infantile tumor, if utilized correctly, represents a magnificent opportunity for Commander Lei. It can not only strengthen his body but can even allow his strength to advance by leaps and bounds."

"Is that even possible?" Everyone was dumbfounded.

"The origin of the infantile tumor is a mystery, though many have studied it. This condition only appears in the bodies of Martial Artists; ordinary people don’t get it. Furthermore, it’s usually born in the Dantian, where it absorbs True Qi and drains the patient’s energy. It’s like a mutated parasite that is constantly growing. The reason it becomes fatal is that once it reaches a certain size, its energy requirement skyrockets, and it will drain the host dry.

"Now that we understand the principle, we can make it lose its autonomous consciousness and force it to become a part of the Dantian. All the energy it has accumulated will be returned to the patient, causing their strength to surge. It’s equivalent to the Power of two individuals merging into one. Moreover, this thing is a prodigious genius when it comes to martial arts. One year of its cultivation is equivalent to ten years for a normal Martial Artist. Looking at its state, I’d say it has been cultivating for at least three years. That means Commander Lei has just gained thirty years of Power for free. How could he not become stronger?"

"That’s just unbelievable!" Lei Qingtian exclaimed. He and Lei Yingying both practiced martial arts, so they knew exactly what thirty years of Power signified. Lei Tingjun’s strength was about to experience an explosive increase.

"And that’s not all," Yang Qi said with a smile. "After the fusion is complete, the patient’s body will also become much younger. In this situation, I’d say he’ll look at least ten years younger. Commander Lei is in his forties now, isn’t he? When this is over, he’ll really look like a man in his thirties."

"Isn’t this a blessing in disguise?" Lei Qingtian exclaimed.

"Indeed. Of course, that’s only if you have someone who can actually pull this off," Yang Qi said. "Otherwise, the only thing awaiting him is death."

Hearing this, Lei Qingtian was completely convinced. One billion? Is that a lot? Not at all! For a massive boost in strength and a return to youth, even ten billion would be worth it.

"Mr. Yang, please begin," Lei Qingtian said respectfully.

"Mm," Yang Qi nodded. He took out another six Silver Needles and inserted them one by one. The nine Silver Needles now formed the pattern of a dragon crackling with electrical energy. Nine Dragons Divine Needle—the Dragon of Lightning.

At that moment, the electrical current inside Lei Tingjun’s body intensified, striking the small infantile tumor like a bolt of heavenly judgment. The tumor’s expression twisted, becoming even more ferocious and agonized. Although no sound could be heard, its pain was palpable.

The more it suffered, the more comfortable Lei Tingjun became. They had been locked in a battle for control of his body, a battle the tumor would have certainly won without Yang Qi’s intervention.

The treatment continued for a full half hour. The infantile tumor was rendered nearly powerless, while Lei Tingjun’s condition was steadily improving.

"President, is the treatment finished?" Chen Guo couldn’t help but ask.

"No," Yang Qi shook his head. "My nine needles are only meant to crush its will, not to kill it. The ultimate goal is to force it back into the Dantian."

"I see!" Chen Guo understood. The half-hour treatment had merely concluded the first step, marking the beginning of the second.

Yang Qi said no more. He took out another set of nine Silver Needles and inserted them in sequence. The infantile tumor seemed to be dragged by an unseen force, pulling it toward the Dantian. Though unwilling, it was powerless to resist.

Watching this, Lei Qingtian silently swore an oath. In the future, no matter how outrageous Yang Qi’s prices are, I must maintain a good relationship with this man. This is a miraculous skill, far beyond that of any ordinary Divine Doctor.

Lei Yingying proactively stepped forward to wipe the sweat from Yang Qi’s brow. As for Chen Guo, he was completely awestruck. The Nine Dragons Divine Needle was certainly formidable, but its true power depended entirely on who was using it and how.

Another half hour passed. The infantile tumor was finally dragged back into the Dantian.