Shuang’er was already skilled, and although she hadn’t quite mastered the cultivation technique taught by Ning Fan, it had still enhanced her abilities.
Hu Tiejing was no match for her and ended up sitting on the ground after being beaten, glaring at Shuang’er furiously.
"I warn you, stop bothering my master."
After Shuang’er finished speaking, she slamd the door shut with a "bang".
Gazing at the closed door, Hu Tiejing struggled to get up from the ground, both angry and furious, but unable to defeat Shuang’er, he had no choice but to drive back to the hospital.
By then, Hu Xinnian’s condition had deteriorated again, with his mouth and eyes skewed to the point where all his facial features were distorted.
"Where is everyone? Where is Dr. Ning?"
Director Wu grabbed Hu Tiejing, urgently inquiring, "Your father is in a very critical condition and could be at risk of losing his life at any mont. We need to get Dr. Ning to treat him imdiately!"
Hu Tiejing gritted his teeth, his face showing dissatisfaction, "I went there, but his disciple stopped at the door and wouldn’t let in no matter what!"
Director Wu beca anxious imdiately and strode out of the ward, "I’ll go and ask him myself!"
Soon enough, Director Wu arrived at the gate of Ning Fan’s villa, and it was Shuang’er who opened the door.
"Young lady, I am a friend of Ning Fan. It’s really an urgent matter that brings here at this late hour, and I humbly ask for his assistance."
Director Wu had a very polite attitude, as they were the ones asking for help.
But Shuang’er still refused Director Wu.
"My master is dealing with important matters now and won’t allow any disturbances."
"Besides, the person that ca earlier was too aggressive. I don’t think you are good people!"
Having said that, Shuang’er closed the door with a "bang".
Since Ning Fan had instructed not to be disturbed, she didn’t go to notify him.
Outside, Director Wu was dumbfounded and stood there hesitating for a long while, then could only make a phone call to Hu Tiejing, asking him to bring Hu Xinnian over and personally request assistance.
After receiving the call from Director Wu, Hu Tiejing hesitated.
"Carry ... I... I’ll go... go and... beg... beg Ning Fan..."
Hu Xinnian, who had overheard the conversation, struggled to speak from his bed.
When facing death, what else could Hu Xinnian care about?
Seeing this, Hu Tiejing had no choice but to call people to help him carry Hu Xinnian to the car, and rushed to Ning Fan’s villa.
When they arrived, Director Wu was standing guard at the entrance.
"You’re finally here, get soone quickly! It’ll be too late otherwise!"
Hu Tiejing had soone carry Hu Xinnian, while he himself went to the villa’s gate.
Looking at the tightly closed door, he gritted his teeth, knelt down with a "thump", and pleaded loudly.
"Mr. Ning, I am Hu Xinnian’s son, Hu Tiejing. I earnestly request Mr. Ning Fan’s help to save my father’s life!"
"What happened during the day was my father’s fault, please Mr. Ning, save him!"
"I was too anxious when I ca earlier and lacked manners, please forgive , Mr. Ning!"
"Mr. Ning, please, I beg you to save my father!"
Once, twice, thrice...
Hu Tiejing’s voice echoed into the night sky, begging countless tis until Ning Fan, who was cultivating, was finally disturbed from his practice.
"What’s going on?"
He went downstairs and saw Shuang’er guarding the door, gesturing for her to open it.
Outside, Hu Tiejing saw finally Ning Fan appear, his expression turning to one of excitent, "Are you Mr. Ning? Please, I beg you, save my father!"
Director Wu also added his plea, "Yes, Dr. Ning, a doctor’s heart is one of benevolence, please save him."
"Save him?"
Ning Fan frowned, his gaze moving past the two n to settle on Hu Xinnian lying on the stretcher, he let out a cold snort.
"I told you this morning that your condition was extrely dangerous and that you could have a stroke at any mont. What did you say then?"
"You thought I was cursing you, mocking you. If that’s the case, why bother seeking my help now?"
Hu Xinnian showed a face full of pain, struggling for a while but unable to sit up from the stretcher, he could only turn his body and plead indistinctly.
"Ning Fan... during the day... it was, I was blind to the true treasure... I realize my mistake now..."
"I shouldn’t have... been so arrogant... looked down on others... please help, save ..."
As he spoke, saliva dribbled uncontrollably from his mouth, his body shaking nonstop.
He was monts away from becoming paralyzed from a brain injury!
Hu Tiejing and Director Wu also pleaded desperately with Ning Fan to take action.
Viewing Hu Xinnian’s pitiful state, Ning Fan ultimately could not ignore it, sighed, walked over to the stretcher, and began taking Hu Xinnian’s pulse.
"You’re currently suffering from a stroke with brainstem hemorrhage and are at risk of dying at any mont."
"But the human head is extrely fragile, and even I can’t be completely certain, only seven or eight chances out of ten. Do you want the treatnt?"
Hu Tiejing nodded frantically, "Treat! Treat! Please Dr. Ning, act quickly!"
Seven to eight tis more certitude than what the hospital could offer, which was only a ten percent chance!
Upon hearing this, Ning Fan took out his silver needles and placed them beside the stretcher.
Thirteen Ghost Needles!
Swish swish swish...
With every needle that fell, Ning Fan also channeled his spiritual power, infusing it into Hu Xinnian’s veins through the needles, and then into his head.
This thod allowed for the dissolving of the clots in Hu Xinnian’s brain without surgery.
Director Wu and Hu Tiejing stood by the stretcher, watching anxiously.
About half an hour later, Ning Fan put away the needles and exhaled deeply.
"Done. The clots in his brain have been completely cleared by , and his life is no longer in danger."
Upon hearing this, Hu Tiejing felt as if a great weight had been lifted, expressing his gratitude to Ning Fan.
"Mr. Ning, I cannot thank you enough! We the Hu family will surely repay this enormous kindness and favor!"
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