All realms have enabled me to achieve the Great Dao.

Upon hearing this, Wu Changji thought that Zhou Yongcheng wanted to get money from him, but then he thought that Zhou Yongcheng didn't have much money with him when he went out for a walk, so how much money could he possibly get even if he tried to cheat him?

"Please speak, Daoist Master," Wu Changji said with a smile.

"When you cook beans and burn the bean pods, the beans weep in the pot.

We are all born of the same root, why are we so eager to harm each other?

Upon hearing this, Wu Changji's smile vanished instantly.

He was an only child with no brothers, but he had two sons. This is referring to his two sons.

The eldest son would never kill his brother, so only the second son was likely to do so, and he knew his second son's character perfectly well.

Now that I think about it, my second son wanted to go to work at the company a couple of days ago, but he refused, which must have made him hold a grudge.

After pondering for a moment, Wu Changji asked, "Master, is there a way to break this?"

Zhou Yongcheng shook his head. "The murderous intent has already been revealed. Not only will he kill his brother, but he will also kill his father. You will still have a chance before noon the day after tomorrow, but after that, it's hard to say."

Wu Changji had accumulated good deeds, and Zhou Yongcheng also saw that he often sent money and supplies to orphanages and treated people in the company well.

Because of his good deeds, Zhou Yongcheng would remind him when he encountered him. If it were anyone else, Zhou Yongcheng probably wouldn't have paid any attention.

From Wu Changji's fate, Zhou Yongcheng saw that his second son got what he wanted, but he didn't enjoy it for long before becoming a prisoner.

Upon hearing this, Wu Changji nearly suffered a stroke, and he braced himself on the table with one hand.

He understood Zhou Yongcheng's words, which meant that his second son would take action after noon the day after tomorrow. He just didn't know how he would kill his brother and father.

After calming his internal energy, Wu Changji bowed to Zhou Yongcheng and said, "Thank you, Daoist Master. I will come to express my gratitude another day."

After saying that, he walked down the mountain.

Cheng Yong took the special medicine and drove directly to Liu Sihui's place.

"How was it?" Liu Sihui asked eagerly as she welcomed Cheng Yong into the house.

"Alright, let me tell you about the rules for Taoist priests..."

After listening to Cheng Yong's story, Liu Sihui thought he was telling a fantasy story, talking about merit and being arrested if the price was exceeded.

"Are you trying to make up a story to deceive me so I won't sell this medicine?" Liu Sihui looked at Cheng Yong suspiciously.

“You’re just too suspicious. Let me tell you, the Taoist priest also bestowed upon me a supernatural power that allows me to see through other people’s illnesses, making it easier for me to sell medicine. You have a stomach problem, and something else.” Cheng Yong said, looking at Liu Sihui.

Liu Sihui was shocked. She had never told Cheng Yong about her stomach problems and irregular menstruation. Her daughter needed money for treatment, but she couldn't afford to eat. She also worked at a nightclub and had developed stomach problems long ago, but she hadn't taken it seriously. Because of her nightclub job, she often stayed up late, and irregular menstruation was also a common occurrence.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Yong diagnosed her illness with just one glance.

“I believe you, Brother Yong. I shouldn’t have doubted you,” Liu Sihui said, stepping forward and hugging Cheng Yong’s arm.

“Let me tell you, the price of the divine medicine was set by the Taoist priest and cannot be changed. However, the Taoist priest also gave us a profit. The profit is one hundred yuan per bottle. If you sell one bottle, I will give you eighty yuan. I will only take twenty yuan. How about that?” Cheng Yong said.

Liu Sihui excitedly kissed Cheng Yong on the cheek, "Thank you, Brother Yong."

Cheng Yong chuckled and said, "People definitely won't believe us selling new drugs. Call over those who know about your daughter's illness, and we'll start with them. Once they recover, the drugs will be easier to sell."

"Brother Yong is really smart."

Liu Sihui took out her phone and sent messages to some of her close fellow patients.

"Brother Yong, should we scratch off the date on the medicine bottle? It might arouse suspicion if someone sees it," Liu Sihui said, holding up a bottle of medicine.

Cheng Yong thought about it and felt that Liu Sihui made a good point. The main problem was that it would be too troublesome to keep explaining to the patients if they saw it.

So the two of them threw away the outer packaging of the miracle drug, removed the date from the bottle, and left the instruction manual on, only removing the date.

Not long after, more than a dozen fellow patients came to Liu Sihui's home. These were all patients Liu Sihui had met while helping her daughter with her treatment.

Cheng Yong knew all these people; one of them, Lü Shouyi, even gave him directions when he went abroad to produce generic drugs.

"Boss Cheng, has the medicine arrived?"

"No, I have a new medicine here that can completely cure your illness. I was afraid you wouldn't believe it, so I had Sihui send you this message. Nine days ago, I met a Taoist priest who asked me to sell you a miraculous medicine to cure your illness. At the time, I didn't really believe it. The Taoist priest gave me a bottle of the miraculous medicine, and after I got it back, I gave it to Sihui's daughter. Nine days have passed, and her illness has been cured. Sihui, show everyone the test results."

Liu Sihui took out two examination reports from a bag next to her, and Lü Shouyi eagerly took them and began to read them.

After reading it, he handed it to the next person.

"is this real?"

"Of course it's true. We went to the People's Hospital for the checkup, and the data on the test results can't be faked."

After reviewing the medical report, they wanted to see her daughter.

Liu Sihui called her daughter out.

Everyone has seen her daughter; she is completely different now than before.

"Boss Cheng, where's the miracle drug? I'll buy it no matter the price," Lu Shouyi said excitedly.

“I have the miracle drug here, and it’s cheaper than generic drugs. It’s only 1,100 yuan a bottle. This is the price set by the Taoist priest. For mild cases, one course of treatment is enough to cure the illness. For example, Si Hui’s daughter’s case is relatively mild. If it’s a little more serious, two courses of treatment or more will be needed.”

Before they arrived, everyone assumed that Cheng Yong had brought back generic drugs from abroad and that he was also carrying a lot of money.

"Give me three bottles," Lü Shouyi was the first to speak.

Cheng Yong looked at Lü Shouyi, whose illness was already in its late stage and very serious, and said, "Your illness has reached the late stage. If three bottles are not enough, you may need more. Just come to me to buy more after you finish these."

Cheng Yong took out three bottles of medicine and handed them to Lü Shouyi. Lü Shouyi took the medicine, took out money, counted out 3,300 yuan, and handed it to Cheng Yong. Cheng Yong told Liu Sihui to collect the money.

"I want two bottles," the woman said.

Cheng Yong glanced at her and said, "Your illness isn't serious. Like Liu Sihui's daughter, it's a milder case. Buy one bottle first. One course of treatment should be enough to cure you."

Cheng Yong handed her a bottle.

Next, Cheng Yong started selling medicine. He sold more than twenty bottles of medicine to a dozen or so patients.

Even after the medicine was delivered, everyone was still there.

"Everyone, please take the medicine first. I won't sell it to others for now. After you finish one course of treatment, if it works, please help me spread the word so that more patients know that there is a miracle drug that can cure their illness."

We're all fellow patients, and if there's any good medicine, we'll all help each other. Everyone agreed, and if it's effective, we'll tell other patients.

After all the patients left, Cheng Yong sorted out all the money and handed nearly two thousand yuan to Liu Sihui.

"Brother Yong, what are you doing?"

"Didn't I say? I'll give you an 80 yuan commission for each bottle of medicine. You're the one who brought these patients here, so you'll definitely get the commission. You don't need to work at the nightclub anymore. Once the effects of the miracle drug spread, you won't have to worry about sales anymore. Then you can take some of the medicine to sell."

Liu Sihui was very touched. She looked at Cheng Yong with affection and said, "Thank you, Brother Yong."

"It's too formal to say that."