Lin Xiao continuously injected True Qi, while his other hand kept patting, to help Qian Yuezhang's body warm up faster.
Almost his entire body was stimulated by Lin Xiao.
Half an hour later.
Qian Yuezhang was already sitting on the floor.
It wasn't that he wanted to sit on the floor, but Lin Xiao had placed him there.
If not, the sofa would be covered in his sweat, and his wife and child would come home to the smell of sweat, and sofas are hard to clean.
Now, the area on the floor where Qian Yuezhang was sitting was covered in sweat. Sweat poured down like rain, describing this exact situation. From head to toe, sweat streamed down in lines.
Lin Xiao finally stopped his movements and said, "Alright, it seems there are no major problems."
Qian Yuezhang finally exhaled a breath.
That single breath condensed into visible vapor in the air; the temperature was too high.
"Feeling any better?"
Lin Xiao asked.
Just now, he had been using True Qi to regulate the man's internal organs and meridians. This fellow's meridians were completely blocked, and his internal organs had problems. If they were sent to a hospital as specimens, they could form an encyclopedia; he had every kind of ailment.
"Much more comfortable!"
Qian Yuezhang touched his chest. His body trembled, or more accurately, the fat on his chest trembled, causing a large amount of sweat to slosh.
This scene, if it were in a live stream, might even get banned.
After all, his fat was thicker than many women's breasts.
"Mhm, go back and rest, then adjust your schedule and diet," Lin Xiao said. "Remember, absolutely no overeating."
"Okay."
Qian Yuezhang nodded quickly.
"No drinking, no sweets, and no spicy food," Lin Xiao continued. "We'll continue tomorrow afternoon."
"Okay..."
Qian Yuezhang committed it all to memory.
"Alright, you can go back now. I need to clean up here..." Lin Xiao waved his hand. "Today is just the beginning. Tomorrow, after you donate all your assets, I'll proceed with the next steps."
"Okay... Huh?"
As Lin Xiao spoke, Qian Yuezhang froze. "Mr. Lin, did you say?"
"You heard correctly, donate it all," Lin Xiao continued. "What use do I have for your money? It's better to have you donate it, accumulating merit."
"...Okay."
Qian Yuezhang felt an immense sense of loss. His savings painstakingly accumulated over so many years were to be donated?!
"Don't worry, you'll at least gain some reputation, right? Your capabilities are still there. As long as you continue to live, you'll be able to earn more money. You should be able to calculate this."
Lin Xiao said.
"Yes... Thank you, Mr. Lin..."
As Qian Yuezhang left, his steps were somewhat unsteady, and his eyes were a little vacant. He was already feeling the heartache!
Damn it, if he didn't donate it, he was doomed. Of course, he wouldn't go back on his word.
Watching Mr. Qian leave, Lin Xiao smiled. He had already asked the Nether Doctor to make arrangements. Qian Yuezhang's assets were considerable, and trustworthy people would be needed to manage them to ensure the money went to truly useful causes.
"Perhaps later, this fellow will be interested in supervising it himself? After all, it's his money. If he supervises, it might be even better?"