Half an hour later, Du Pengcheng's face was covered with dense beads of sweat, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead. Seeing this, Chen Han quickly stopped the acupuncture.

At this moment, Du Pengcheng was like a dehydrated fish, panting heavily.

Chen Han took out a bottle of pills from his arms and handed them to Du Pengcheng: "This is the Yangyuan Pill. After taking it, your illness will be cured."

Du Pengcheng took the medicine bottle, opened the lid and poured out two Yuan Yang Pills.

Yangyuan Dan is green in color, has a smooth skin, and exudes a refreshing fragrance.

Du Pengcheng swallowed it with a look of joy, then closed his eyes and adjusted the breath in his body.

After about a stick of incense, Du Pengcheng opened his eyes, his pupils bright and shining with excitement.

His body was much better than last night, at least he wasn't in so much pain.

"How is it?" Chen Han said with a smile.

Du Pengcheng stood up, stretched his muscles, and said with a bright smile: "Haha, I feel much more comfortable. I feel full of strength."

Du Pengcheng felt extremely happy. The problem that had paralyzed him for more than 20 years was miraculously cured. The more Du Pengcheng thought about it, the more excited he became.

"Dong Du, your problem has been completely cured by me. Next, if you insist on running Yang Yuan Jue every day for a week, you will be back to your original state in a month." Chen Han said calmly.

Du Pengcheng was refreshed after hearing Chen Han's words.

His problem was actually cured?

Du Pengcheng has always believed that he suffers from a chronic illness. Not only is he unable to exercise his husband's rights, but he also relies on his secretary to help him solve some of his needs.

Although Du Pengcheng didn't say it explicitly, everyone knew that somewhere in his body was so full that it was so swollen and painful that he couldn't stop.

Now that his chronic illness was cured, Du Pengcheng suddenly felt refreshed and full of energy.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen Han!" Du Pengcheng bowed solemnly and thanked him with a very respectful expression.

Du Pengcheng is a smart man. From Chen Han's actions, he vaguely guessed that Chen Han's identity and background are definitely not simple.

"Dong Du, if there's nothing else, I'll leave now and visit you another day!" Chen Han said, preparing to leave.

"Dr. Chen, please stay!" Du Pengcheng said suddenly.

"Hmm? Does Mr. Du have anything else to do?" Chen Han looked at Du Pengcheng in surprise.

"I have a few things I want to discuss with you." Du Pengcheng said.

Chen Han smiled and said: "Dong Du, I suggest you rest for a few days before working. You need to take a good rest for a few days now."

"Well, of course I know this, but my body is really not suitable for long-term exertion, so I am planning to hold a press conference soon to announce that I have recovered." Du Pengcheng said seriously.

When Chen Han heard this, he nodded and said: "Dong Du's decision is very wise, which can make the stock price rise."

Du Pengcheng smiled in agreement and said, "Yes, I have already ordered people to create the illusion that my disease has been cured."

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In the following period, Du's Group's shares indeed rose a lot. In just one week, the market value doubled several times, reaching a huge 500 billion.

Although Du Pengcheng was cured of his illness, his vitality was severely reduced due to old age and physical weakness. Every two or three days, he would experience various degrees of pain in his body.

However, under Chen Han's treatment, Du Pengcheng's health improved day by day. However, because he was getting older, his body's immune system declined and his body gradually shrank. Until today, Du Pengcheng's height has shrunk by three to four centimeters, and he has lost a lot of weight. Three laps.

All this is because of his old age. If Du Pengcheng continues like this, he will have at most half a year to live.

Half a year is not a long time, but it is not a short time. Just when Du Pengcheng was deep in thought, the phone on Du Pengcheng's desk rang.

"President Du, please watch the news!" Du Pengcheng's secretary Wang Fang hurriedly opened the door and barged in.

Wang Fang is Du Pengcheng's secretary. She has followed Du Pengcheng for more than [-] years, and she has watched Du Pengcheng grow up from a small clerk.

Du Pengcheng raised his head, glanced at Wang Fang calmly, then picked up the computer and checked the web page. This sight almost fainted him. He saw his financial report displayed on the screen, and the financial department actually appeared. Serious loss!

The financial report showed that within one week, Du Pengcheng's financial report actually lost 800 million yuan.

Seeing this, even with Du Pengcheng's determination, he couldn't help scolding his mother. This was the work of some bastard. He actually got so bold that he secretly swallowed his 800 million.

Du Pengcheng was furious and immediately called to ask where the money had gone.

"Mr. Du, we can't find this money!" the financial director in charge of managing the books said tremblingly.

"Can't find it?" Du Pengcheng said angrily.

"Mr. Du, we have tried our best, but we just can't find it." The financial director said with a sad face.

Du Pengcheng hung up the phone and frowned.

He was upset and called the other two people in charge, but the results were exactly the same, they couldn't be found.

Du Pengcheng was so angry that he trembled all over and wanted to kill these bastards.

Du Pengcheng's heart was beating violently and he had difficulty breathing. An extremely angry face appeared in his mind. Who, exactly, had swallowed his 800 million.

Suddenly, Du Pengcheng remembered a person, and he immediately dialed this person's phone number.

To his surprise, the money was misappropriated for his own use, and the embezzler's name was Zhang Yong.

Du Pengcheng's face instantly turned ugly. Zhang Yong must have done this. Who else would swallow his 800 million except him?

This guy actually dared to lie to him!Du Pengcheng's nose was so angry that he wanted to strangle Zhang Yong to death with his own hands.

Du Pengcheng called Zhang Yong again. Zhang Yong hesitated for a long time and finally admitted that he had done it and promised that the matter had been settled this time and there would be no more mistakes.

After hearing Zhang Yong's words, Du Pengcheng felt relieved.

Now that the money has been misappropriated, Du Pengcheng can only temporarily swallow his bad breath.

Later, Du Pengcheng found his assistant and gave him some instructions.

After receiving the order, the assistant quickly left the office.

Du Pengcheng sat in the office chair in silence for a while, then suddenly said: "Chen Han, can you do me a favor?"

"Dong Du, please speak!" Chen Han said.

"I hope you can accompany me to an auction." Du Pengcheng said.

Chen Han was stunned: "Auction?"

"Yes! I remember you told me before that you had an antique shop in Nanhua City, specializing in jade. How big is that antique shop? Is it far from us?" Du Pengcheng said.

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