"What are you doing, starting a rebellion or sothing!"
Yang Tianqi, with his broad and sturdy build, reached to grab Lin Fan’s collar as he spoke.
But before his hand could touch him, his wrist was suddenly seized.
"Ah!"
With a pull and a twist from Lin Fan, Yang Tianqi let out a cry of pain and sunk to one knee on the ground.
The grip was like a tiger’s clamp, making him feel as if his arm was about to break.
"What are you doing, let go!"
Seeing his younger brother at a disadvantage, Yang Tianfang hurriedly shouted for Lin Fan to stop.
Yet Lin Fan’s gaze was icy and rciless.
Just the brief contact of eyes made him shiver uncontrollably.
Those were not the eyes of a human.
They were more like those of an enraged beast.
"Linglong, make him let go quickly, your uncle’s arm is about to break!"
"So barbaric, why do you bring back just anyone to your ho!"
"Call the police, this is assault!"
Several aunts were speaking urgently to Yang Linglong.
The hospital room was in utter chaos.
"Dad, uncle, aunts, just give him one chance, let him try, I guarantee he can definitely save Grandpa!"
Yang Linglong shouted loudly, her heart in turmoil.
Had Lin Fan not intervened, they would never have allowed for the opportunity to treat Grandpa’s illness.
"How can he treat him with Grandpa in this state!"
Yang Tianfang stomped anxiously, but he dared not take a step forward.
"No need for anything else, a cup of water is enough."
Lin Fan raised his hand and flung Yang Tianqi aside.
He walked up to the bedside, lifted the cup from the table, and presented it to the onlookers.
"If water can cure diseases, why bother with hospitals? Just take a bath in the river and all illnesses would be cured."
"They say traditional dicine is all witchcraft, treating worthless roots like treasure. If this water could cure, who could afford to drink it."
"Do you think my dad is a fish?"
The several aunts continued to chatter incessantly.
Yang Linglong, too, approached Lin Fan with a look of panic on her face.
"Are you crazy, how can a cup of water cure anything?"
"In your eyes this might be just water, but in my hands, it’s Jadescent Nectar, the water of immortality."
Lin Fan didn’t bother explaining, but extended his right index finger, tracing patterns over the surface of the water.
At the sa ti, he muttered words no one around could understand due to their obscurity.
"All right, just give this cup of water to your grandfather to drink."
It took less than ten seconds before Lin Fan stopped.
He confidently handed the cup of water to Yang Linglong.
"Will this work?"
Yang Linglong’s heart was uneasy as she looked at Lin Fan.
"Anyway, your grandfather’s already at the brink, it’s up to you whether to save him or not."
Lin Fan didn’t bother with any more explanations.
He simply gazed directly into Yang Linglong’s eyes.
His confidence finally made her sit beside the bed.
She supported her grandfather’s head and began to feed him the water from the cup bit by bit.
"Have you had enough trouble? Are you insane, calling it Jadescent Nectar? I think you’re just a delusional conman, tricking Linglong with your charades. Now the water’s been drunk; show us any effect."
Yang Tianqi, rubbing his swollen wrist, loudly berated him.
At the mont, Mr. Yang still lay motionless on the hospital bed.
"If you could see the change, you wouldn’t have rashly laid hands on ."
Lin Fan’s face was unyielding as he looked at Mr. Yang on the bed.
Unlike the others, he could tell that the severely diminished Mr. Yang was quickly improving.
But the rapidly gathering energy was not sothing ordinary people could see.
"Enough, no matter what your relationship with Linglong is, the Yang Family does not welco you, leave at once!"
Yang Tianfang glared at Lin Fan with fury.
This self-righteous shaman was simply mad.
"That’s what you said!"
Lin Fan didn’t say much more and stepped towards the door of the ward.
But just as he was stepping out, the previously almost still ECG suddenly began to beep.
"It worked, it really worked!"
Seeing the heartbeat rapidly recovering, Yang Linglong, who had been sowhat apprehensive, imdiately exclaid with excitent.
This glass of water really had an effect, at least Grandpa made it through the first hurdle.
"How is this possible!"
The others looked at the ECG as if it were a monster.
This ant that Mr. Yang had pulled through, didn’t it.
"See, didn’t I tell you he would have a way, and just a mont ago they were driving him away."
The most thrilled was none other than Yang Linglong.
With her heart finally at ease, she beca emotionally indignant on Lin Fan’s behalf.
"But why isn’t the old man waking up? Linglong, you hurry and ask him what’s going on, if he really can cure your grandpa, money is no object."
Yang Tianfang excitedly held his father’s withered hand.
The man with his eyes tightly closed seed to be deep in slumber.
"Understood."
Completely uplifted, Yang Linglong hurried out into the corridor.
Just as she was about to run downstairs to catch up with Lin Fan, she found him standing quietly at the corner of the hallway.
"You are really amazing, just a glass of water can cure disease!"
Yang Linglong ran up to Lin Fan, excited and thrilled.
Unexpectedly, she had stumbled upon a Divine Doctor.
"That was water blessed by the Zhu You Skill, which Chinese dicine also originated from. It can be considered the master of all dicine, of course it’s effective."
Lin Fan, who was hiding at the stairwell smoking, wasn’t excited.
After all, he had anticipated all of this.
"If the Zhu You Skill is so powerful, why hasn’t grandpa woken up?"
Yang Linglong shook her head, the unfamiliar na was sothing she had never heard of.
"Because that is due to my Nine Dragon Soul Locking Talisman suppressing it. Although the soul is still within the body, the body’s issues are not yet resolved. Holding it back is only temporary, if we don’t treat him quickly, once the breath disperses, he’s gone."
Lin Fan crushed the butt of his cigarette and lit another one.
But this ti he didn’t smoke it and instead placed it on the ground.
"Then you better go in and save Grandpa quickly. Now that they’ve seen your dical expertise, they definitely won’t stop you."
Yang Linglong really didn’t understand what Zhu You Skill was.
All she knew was that her grandpa, who was certain to die, was rapidly recovering.
"I have to first cure his heart disease. Go find so silver needles used in Chinese dicine; I’ll need them for the treatnt,"
Lin Fan muttered to himself before speaking to Yang Linglong.
The complentarity of yin and yang must be subtly rged by human effort.
"Okay, I’ll have soone fetch them right now."
Without delay, Yang Linglong quickly took out her phone and dialed a number.
The Yang Family is a major family that thrives collectively.
Thus, it didn’t take long for soone to bring a few sets of silver needles.
"Chinese dicine may not guarantee freedom from all diseases, but it certainly can ensure one leaves this world clearly aware."
Lin Fan weighed the silver needles in his hand and spoke with a smile.
"Wait, please forgive the disrespect my family showed you earlier. Perhaps I can make it up to you!"
Yang Linglong was afraid Lin Fan might not give his all.
She could only put forward even more sincerity.
"How would you make it up?"
Lin Fan asked curiously.
"Is this good?"
Yang Linglong extended her hand and unzipped her zipper.
Her slender waist and the fiery bust wrapped in a tank top seed ready to burst forth.
She walked forward with her cheeks flushed with embarrassnt.
Seeing Lin Fan’s eyes fixated on her chest.
Her face turned an even deeper red as she pressed her lips together.
His greedy gaze was like that of a starving wolf.
But what Lin Fan was actually focused on was the pendant nestled in her cleavage.
Because that bullet was extraordinarily significant to him.
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