258: The impatient uncle

“Alright, Brother Wenyi, don’t shower, smoke, or drink alcohol today. I’ll have Minh Thu brew some ginger tea for you later. I’ll also help you cure some of your minor ailments with moxibustion.”

Vietnam is a tropical monsoon climate country, where the weather is hot all year round, and the human body generally has a lot of dampness.

Vietnamese sour and spicy soups are foods designed to promote sweating and remove dampness, but there is still some residue in the body.

When Li Qinghe was performing acupuncture on Vu Van Nghia, he also helped him remove some of the dampness.

Li Qinghe flicked his hand, retrieved five silver needles from Vu Van Nghia's lower back, and then immersed them in alcohol.

He had bought several boxes of these from a Dragon Country pharmacy when he was messing around in District 5, and he had thrown them into his portable space.

Now, when performing acupuncture on Vu Van Nghia, he casually pulled out a few silver needles.

Vu Van Nghia got up from the bed in the guest bedroom of the apartment and stretched his whole body.

“Qinghe, your acupuncture skills are truly amazing. I feel completely refreshed now, and it’s like all my strength has returned.”

Feeling very comfortable with his physical condition, Vu Van Nghia patted Li Qinghe on the shoulder.

He now felt that Li Qinghe really hadn't lied to him; Little Wu already felt a bit eager to try after the acupuncture.

“Brother Wenyi, I'm warning you, you can't eat seafood tonight. There's a big difference between one full meal and being full every day, you need to understand that.”

Li Qinghe naturally pulled Vu Van Nghia's hand down and took his pulse.

The effect after acupuncture was good; as long as he didn't overexert himself, he could keep up for another two and a half years without a problem.

He had used five needles from his Yan Huang Nine Needles, which wasn't the kind that temporarily stimulated acupoints to deplete the body's potential and lifespan.

The human body is like a large pool, and eating, drinking, and exercising are like replenishing the water, with water constantly flowing in.

But the amount of water each person can retain is different.

Some pools are full of cracks; however much water enters, basically that much leaves, leaving only a little at the bottom. When the water completely dries up, the person also passes away.

There are also some people who take in more and lose less, accumulating more and more water, allowing their spirit, energy, and physical abilities to remain at their peak for a long time.

Compared to their peers, they will appear younger and more vibrant.

Li Qinghe's acupuncture on Vu Van Nghia was like helping him repair the leaking cracks in his pool, making the channels for water leakage fewer and fewer, ensuring the pool could retain water.

After Vu Van Nghia finished the moxibustion, with sufficient nutrition and exercise, his body would also get better and better.

Vu Van Nghia had originally planned to treat Little Wu to a good meal tonight to celebrate his ability to stand upright again.

Hearing Li Qinghe's instructions, he had no choice but to control his eager feelings, but in his eyes, Li Qinghe looked particularly pleasing.

For his future happiness, he must maintain a good relationship with this brother-in-law.

What families, what arranged marriages—none of that matters.

Who hasn't had a headache or a fever? It's just that his own grandfather is still very strong; otherwise, Vu Van Nghia would have taken Li Qinghe home to introduce him and solidify his position as the Wu Family's son-in-law.

He would handle the arranged marriage himself; his sister should be allowed to pursue her own happiness.

Vu Van Nghia recalled that not long after he graduated from Jingcheng University in Dragon Country, his family arranged for him to marry the legitimate daughter of another prominent family in Vietnam.

Through the marriage between the two families, their power was integrated, and they formed a group to protect many interests in various sectors of Vietnam, becoming one of the two influential forces that were well-fed but not too ostentatious, yet could not be ignored.

Through this marriage, Vu Van Nghia's status as a family heir was completely secured.

“Young Master Wenyi, the ginger syrup is ready.”

Hoang Dang Minh Thu, dressed in a suit skirt, stood in front of the guest bedroom sofa, holding a small bowl.

Hoang Dang Minh Thu

“Thank you, Minh Thu is truly virtuous.”

Vu Van Nghia looked towards Hoang Dang Minh Thu, who was coming in with a bowl of ginger syrup, thanked her, took the small bowl, and drank the ginger syrup in big gulps.

Instantly, his exposed skin was covered in sweat beads, which startled Vu Van Nghia: “I’m sweating all over like a sieve.”

“Now that the acupuncture is done, all your pores are open, which is perfect for expelling the dampness and some impurities from your body.”

Li Qinghe explained with a smile; those who had stayed in Dragon Country understood this detoxification mechanism.

If it were a powerful martial artist or an immortal cultivator, at this moment, it would be 'poop through the pores.'

“Brother, Qinghe helped you expel dampness and toxins. This bowl of ginger syrup basically cleaned you out. How do you plan to thank Qinghe?”

Vu Linh Huong also chimed in from the side, but in her words, her elbow was turning outwards.

“Thank him? I’ve given him my own sister and Minh Thu, whom the family trained so well. How else should I thank him?”

Vu Van Nghia stood by the window, his back to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the three people in front of him.

When Hoang Dang Minh Thu had just finished her training, seeing such a tall, beautiful Head Maid, Vu Van Nghia had been quite covetous.

So at that time, he had even asked Vu Linh Huong for this Head Maid.

But Vu Linh Huong refused; she had just helped Vu Van Nghia appease a few concubines and was feeling a bit irritable.

Her reason was for Vu Van Nghia's health, as she feared he would overwork himself, because several concubines had reported that Vu Van Nghia's 'grain' was scarce and his 'output' was beginning to shrink.

So, the matter was dropped.

Vu Van Nghia regretfully glanced at Hoang Dang Minh Thu, who stood obediently to the side.

He knew that Hoang Dang Minh Thu was already Li Qinghe's person. For Vu Linh Huong to send Hoang Dang Minh Thu away in advance, Li Qinghe was indeed remarkable.

Thinking of the warm feeling in his waist and kidneys when Li Qinghe performed acupuncture on him, Vu Van Nghia decided to offer his sincere blessings.

Judging by Li Qinghe's abilities, ensuring those around him were well-fed was more than enough.

This made Vu Van Nghia start thinking about whether to visit a club in Saigon or go 'hunting' on the streets after he could eat tomorrow.

Anyway, both methods had their pros and cons. Clubs were clean and well-trained, but they were very procedural, where every smile was for money.

Hunting on the streets carried some risks; one might accidentally encounter biological weapons.

However, the quality of girls on the street varied, requiring patience to find the right one.

But if you met a girl on the street and clicked with her, that kind of interaction with emotion instantly maximized the emotional value.

It's like opening a blind box; everyone thinks they are the chosen one, and the next blind box will definitely contain a premium item.

But after not getting what they wanted in the previous one, they start to look forward to what good things the next blind box will hold.

Most people enjoy this unknown pleasure, and the better the blind box they can buy.

After much deliberation, Vu Van Nghia decided to enjoy this pleasure and excitement alone.

After all, he was his own brother-in-law, and he couldn't let him enter such a dissolute environment.

It's just that under the current circumstances, he couldn't 'draw swords and guns,' so Vu Van Nghia was a bit agitated.

Seeing Vu Van Nghia pacing anxiously, Vu Linh Huong nudged Li Qinghe, signaling him to go over and comfort him.

“Brother Wenyi, you must hold on tonight. You’ll find a surprise tomorrow.”

Li Qinghe stepped forward and quietly consoled the impatient Vu Van Nghia.

“You guys close the door tightly tonight; I can’t hear that now.”

Vu Van Nghia's eyes were a little red.