With a conflicted heart, ng Lang and his company had just left the hotel restaurant when they unexpectedly encountered two people.
"Master ng, thank you for heroically saving my master’s life today. Please accept my bow!"
Under the surprised gaze of everyone, the big man who was nearly six feet tall knelt down with a thud as soon as he saw ng Lang.
"Thud!"
"There’s no need for that, please get up."
ng Lang was startled, mostly by the commotion Li Lei’s kowtow caused.
When Li Lei stood up, his forehead bore a red mark, evidence of the force applied.
"Master ng, I am a simple and rough man, I don’t know how to express gratitude in fancy words, but I, Li Lei, will rember this great favor for the rest of my life!"
Yan Feng, who had co with others, looked on in surprise at the grateful expression on Li Lei’s face.
Li Lei had sought him out to et ng Lang, and he had thought it might be to continue a challenge unconvinced by defeat, not expecting a special trip to express thanks.
"Weiwei, what’s going on here?"
Yan Weiwei then recounted the incident of encountering Li Lei and his disciple at the scenic spot, and ng Lang administering ergency first aid to Master Li.
"What? You also know dical techniques?"
Yan Feng was astounded.
Being able to perform the Spring Leg to perfection was shocking enough, and hadn’t Hu Yifei said this guy’s driving skills were also top-notch?
Now, to sell insurance, you not only have to be able to drive, be skilled in self-defense, but also be proficient in pulse diagnosis?
How much is the annual sales target?
"My master said, if it weren’t for your few needles, he might already be seeing King Yan by now.
He also said that despite our previous offense, you were willing to lend a hand without holding grudges, showing the magnanimity of a true gentleman.
Had he not been bedridden now, he would have made it a point to co and express his thanks in person!"
The reputation of Master Li and his people in the circles wasn’t too good; they were known to be ruthless with their Twelve Road Spring Leg against rivals in the climbing community.
Under such circumstances, ng Lang’s proactive effort to save soone earned him even greater gratitude from Li Lei and his disciple.
"It was just a helping hand, haha!"
"To you, it was just a helping hand, but to , it’s as heavy as a mountain.
I originally planned to take my master out for a show of filial piety today, but I didn’t expect the tomb’s air to be too stuffy...
If sothing had happened to my master, I could never have forgiven myself for the rest of my life!" Li Lei said with a look of self-reproach.
ng Lang initially felt that this Li Lei was too brutal in his approach and thus didn’t have a very good impression of him.
The reason he had been willing to help save Master Li, aside from wanting to test out the newly learned skills, was also to avoid Xiao Yu witnessing a parting through death too soon, potentially leaving her with childhood psychological trauma.
However, seeing the deep bond between Li Lei and his disciple, ng Lang’s previous bad feelings lessened considerably.
"Master ng, I’ve never truly respected anyone in my life, but you’re the first person who has completely won my respect!"
Li Lei said with a sincere expression.
He had been begrudging about being knocked down with a kick until he heard that all his subsequent opponents had ended up the sa way...
This ti, seeing ng Lang save Master Li’s life with just a few silver needles made him realize that ng Lang was a truly powerful expert who kept his skills hidden!
"This ti, besides thanking you, I also have a presumptuous request, and I hope Master ng will agree!"
ng Lang looked at him with curiosity.
"What request?"
"I hope you can save my master!" Li Lei gestured as if he was about to kneel again.
ng Lang quickly stopped him, "Hold on, don’t be in a rush to kneel. Save your master?"
"Master ng, to be frank, my master’s condition has been deteriorating over the past few years. We’ve nearly visited all the renowned hospitals in the country, but all the doctors are at a loss.
However, after you administered the acupuncture today, my master felt significantly better, and his coughing has also greatly subsided. And that was just with three needles.
I can tell that you’re definitely an expert in dicine.
So I thought..."
"You want to treat your master’s illness?" ng Lang looked peculiar.
Wait a minute! Isn’t this clutching at straws?
Even though I administered first aid to your master, I’m soone without a dical qualification certificate, without a license to practice dicine, without a permit to practice at a dical institution.
And you actually trust with treating him?
"Stop joking, how can I do it? I’m not a doctor," ng Lang said with a laugh, waving his hand and directly refusing.
However... everyone was looking at him with weird expressions.
Are you a racing driver, yet haven’t you beaten Xu Jingfeng?
Are you a martial artist, yet haven’t you beco the "Hero of Guanzhong"?
Are you a doctor, yet haven’t you just saved Master Li’s life?
When you say you can’t do sothing, please rember all the things you’ve done before...
"Master ng, whether it’s possible or not, please I beg you to give it a try! You are my only hope right now!
I may not have much savings, but I can co up with tens of thousands, as long as you’re willing to treat my master’s illness, whatever your conditions are, I won’t hesitate to comply, even if it costs my life!
If you don’t agree, then I’ll just kneel here and not get up!"
With that, Li Lei started to kneel again.
ng Lang was helpless; what era were they in that people still resorted to kneeling at the drop of a hat.
Didn’t he see that the onlooking crowd was about to take out their phones to record?
"Stop, stop, stop!" he said, unable to bear it, and stopped Li Lei.
After thinking about it, he said.
"Your master’s illness is a chronic condition, it won’t be cured overnight, and I am leaving Anxi City tomorrow..."
"How about this, if you still insist, then co find in Su City in a few days. I promise you, I’ll try my best."
"Really? Thank you, Master ng! Thank you, Master ng!"
Finally having sent away the endlessly grateful Li Lei, ng Lang heaved a sigh of relief.
"Do you really want to treat Master Li’s illness? I an, this isn’t like playing with racing cars, if sothing goes wrong, you could be sued." Yan Weiwei kindly reminded him.
"Don’t worry, we have lawyers over here," ng Lang said with a chuckle.
Haitang was speechless. This guy still liked to ddle in other people’s business.
He was always scared of this and that, but whenever soone needed help, he never hesitated to step up...
But... could that also be considered one of his strengths?
After thinking for a bit, she spoke up.
"According to current laws, what you’re doing is unlicensed dical practice, essentially ’illegal dical practice’."
"However, if it’s just helping friends in need with so dical assistance, without the intention of making a profit, theoretically, it shouldn’t be a big problem.
"Of course, if it leads to adverse consequences, like disability in the patient, and they want to sue you, then it could get quite troubleso."
"Then it’s fine, I’m not in it for the money anyway."
I’m doing it for the people...
ng Lang silently added in his heart.
Although this Baji Fist expert’s strength may fall slightly short of mine, he’s still definitely at the pinnacle amongst ordinary people.
Even though Cheng Biao’s security company has Ah Xing as their pillar, no one would complain about having too many experts at their disposal.
If the "assassins" know to co in groups, wouldn’t it make sense to at least try to outnumber them on Earth’s ho turf?
Advantages are accumulated slowly, just like the fighting mbers are.
One Li Lei is far from enough. Ideally, I’d like to attract all the top fighters in the country to my security company...
This is the personal "umbrella" I’m preparing for my brothers in the future.
I might not be able to establish the Ancient Martial Artists Army just yet, but training a special Ancient Martial Arts Team should be no problem.
If not reaching the level where Dark Energy is a common practice, achieving small breakthroughs like Weiwei did would certainly be promising, right?
Match that with overclocking potions, and my fighters would definitely not be inferior to any assassin in individual strength!
Then, even in a direct confrontation, I won’t be pumled to disorientation like the last few tis...
"You good-hearted fool..." Yan Weiwei pouted. "Just make sure you don’t end up killing soone."
"Don’t worry, I’m only going to use conservative treatnts; there won’t be any risks, and besides... I did say a few days, right?"
"What’s the difference after a few days?"
"A few days from now... I might have made great progress in my skills," joked ng Lang.
"Why don’t you just say you’ll beco an immortal in a couple of years?"
"Hey! That’s not entirely impossible..."
Yan Weiwei rolled her eyes.
Yan Feng couldn’t help but roll his eyes too.
Hey! My old man is still standing right here!
"Cough! Weiwei! Co here, I need to talk to you," Yan Feng said with a cough.
Yan Weiwei glanced at him, knowing that her three years of freedom were still in Yan Feng’s hands, so she obediently followed him.
ng Lang and Haitang exchanged a look, then proceeded to their room with Xiao Yu first.
"What do you think Elder Yan wants to talk to Weiwei about?"
"What else? He’s laying his cards on the table."
"Hmm... I hope Weiwei gets her wish."
"Don’t worry, I can guarantee that there won’t be a problem."
"How can you be so sure?"
"Intuition!"
"A man’s intuition?"
"Of course, won’s intuition isn’t the only kind that can be accurate. There are many things I can guess even with my eyes closed!"
"You’re bragging!"
"Oh? You don’t believe ? How about we make a bet?"
"Bet on what?"
"Let’s bet that I... can guess whether you did sothing naughty while I was asleep last night or not?"
Haitang suddenly stiffened all over.
"Sister, what’s wrong? Did you really do sothing bad last night?" Xiao Yu asked curiously.
"Don’t... don’t listen to his nonsense. Let’s go inside and pack up, we have to get up early tomorrow!"
"Hey! Sister, don’t push ..."
"Bang!"
Watching the hurriedly closed door, ng Lang curled the corner of his mouth.
So... there was a kiss after all...
Recalling that annoyed and flushed face glimpsed through the crack of the door just before it shut...
The most beautiful sight in the world...
Perhaps these initial heartbeats remained unknown to others...
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