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??117: Chapter 117: The dical Saint of Zhonghai Seeks an Audience

117: Chapter 117: The dical Saint of Zhonghai Seeks an Audience

Fu Ziming sobered up in an instant, frightened by Ning Fan’s icy gaze; there was nothing ordinary about this man.

“Wild man, you dare to steal my woman?

I’ll make you pay!”

After cursing at Ning Fan a few tis, Fu Ziming found himself unable to continue.

His throat was clenched tight, and he couldn’t utter a word.

With a forceful push, Ning Fan threw Fu Ziming towards the doorway, causing the door to sway back and forth.

“Get lost!”

Ning Fan commanded coldly.

“You!”

Fu Ziming, in pain and shaking with anger, couldn’t even dare to glance at Ning Fan as he clumsily got up from the ground.

“So your last na is Ning, huh?

Just you wait.

If I don’t cripple you, I’m no man!

And you, you wretched woman, I won’t let either of you get away.”

Fu Ziming roared while clinging to the door fra, still not daring to look at Ning Fan as he scrambled out of the room.

Ning Fan shook his head indifferently.

“He calls himself a man?” he thought to himself.

“Hitting a woman when he’s drunk?

That’s no man at all!”

On the other side, Xu Rongfei’s face was pale, hot tears streaming down as she knelt by the wall, utterly disregarding her disheveled appearance.

“Mr.

Ning, as you saw, I’ve told you I have bad luck.

I hate myself for marrying such a worthless man who only knows how to bully won—it’s killing …”

As she spoke, Xu Rongfei cried even more pitifully.

Ning Fan, looking at Xu Rongfei’s wretched state, couldn’t help but feel so pity for her, a simple compassion.

After helping her up, he asked sympathetically, “Miss Xu, does your face still hurt?”

Xu Rongfei reached out to embrace Ning Fan, but he sidestepped, allowing her to sit down in a chair.

“My face doesn’t hurt; my heart does.

If only there was a man who truly cared for …

I wouldn’t be so upset.

Mr.

Ning, do you understand how I feel?”

Xu Rongfei then proceeded to dry her tears.

Out of sympathy, Ning Fan handed her so tissues and comforted her with a few reassuring words now and then.

Xu Rongfei, seeing Ning Fan’s continuous consolation, thought that her goal had been achieved.

All of this was no accident; she had orchestrated it intentionally, including Fu Ziming’s arrival.

As long as Ning Fan fell for her bitter ploy and took the bait, then all the slaps she endured were worth it.

A man like Ning Fan, with a profound background and powerful strength, couldn’t be conquered by beauty alone.

She needed to show weakness because showing vulnerability was the most effective weapon for a woman.

Xu Rongfei understood this principle.

And only by roping in a significant figure like Ning Fan could she escape her miserable fate and fulfill her ambitions!

Ning Fan felt it was about ti to leave after Xu Rongfei’s crying had subsided.

But then, Xu Rongfei grabbed hold of him.

“Mr.

Ning, I would have been abused today if it weren’t for you.

Plus, Fu Ziming has suffered a setback.

Once you leave, he will surely co back for revenge.

What should I do?”

Xu Rongfei couldn’t help but start crying again.

“With

here, Fu Ziming is nothing but a dog; he won’t dare to act rashly.

You can be at ease,” Ning Fan assured her.

“Mr.

Ning, you’re a good person, no…no, you are hundreds of tis better than Fu Ziming.”

“Miss Xu, are you trying to give

a ‘nice guy’ label?” Ning Fan said with a smile.

“Mr.

Ning is the kind of good man everyone wants to marry.

It’s only you who can give out ‘nice guy’ cards; no one would give you one.”

Xu Rongfei’s tears stopped, and instead, she gave Ning Fan a seductive smile—a smile that could topple cities after a tearful storm.

Seeing Xu Rongfei smile, Ning Fan didn’t wish to stay any longer, and he left.

The plan was a success.

Xu Rongfei stood up with a smile.

All she wanted was Ning Fan’s assurance, and getting that ant she had connected with Ning Fan.

When the ti ca, should she be mistreated or need Ning Fan, he would undoubtedly help, a fact she was nearly certain of.

Xu Rongfei wiped away her tears and quickly put on a triumphant smile, then poured herself another glass of wine, crossed her long legs, and sipped her drink delicately.

The Xu Family villa…

Ning Fan had just returned to the villa when he was greeted by soone, Liu Chongyang, the dical Saint of Zhonghai City, with a smile brimming on his face.

“Master, you’re back?” Liu Chongyang called out with concern.

Ning Fan glanced at Liu Chongyang and ignored him, as if he wasn’t the one being called, and continued walking into the villa.

Yet, Liu Chongyang followed closely behind Ning Fan, incessantly calling him Master.

“Master, do you have any other arrangents?

I have a patient…”

“Liu Chongyang, who is your master?

Do I have a disciple as old as you?

How old do you think I am?”

Ning Fan interrupted unceremoniously.

This old guy is really relentless in trying to please

every mont.

To pleasure is one thing, but why call

Master?

Am I that old?

Isn’t it awkward?

“Yes, yes, Master, you’re right.

Master, it’s an ergency, we need your help urgently,” Liu Chongyang was still calling Ning Fan Master, and besides, he was so anxious like an ant on a hot pan, drenched in sweat, in no mood to care about such trivialities.

He had originally planned to inform Ning Fan by phone, but that would be inconvenient for Ning Fan and might annoy him, which would leave him in an untenable position.

So, he waited outside the villa, waiting and waiting, until he finally caught Ning Fan.

Ning Fan also beca curious.

This old guy was also a dical Saint in Zhonghai City.

What kind of disease could it be that even he was helpless to treat?

And even if he couldn’t treat it, there’s no need to be so sweaty about it, dead is dead.

Unless that person’s status was so high, to a point where they absolutely could not die.

“What happened, what disease has got you in such a panic?” Ning Fan inquired with curiosity.

“Master, please save your disciple, I know that with your intervention, you can surely bring the patient back to life.

The patient’s condition is critical right now, can I explain the details on the way?”

Even though Liu Chongyang was very anxious, he didn’t dare to rush Ning Fan too much, waiting for Ning Fan’s response.

“What are you standing there for, let’s go.”

Ning Fan glanced at Liu Chongyang’s graying beard and shrugged helplessly.

On the car…

Liu Chongyang excitedly relayed the situation to Ning Fan.

It turned out that a major incident occurred at the Provincial Hospital tonight.

A man in his twenties got into an accident while racing, resulting in his car being totaled and him nearly dying from severe injuries.

He was now in the ICU under intense care.

But that wasn’t the main issue.

If he had been a young man from an ordinary family, that would have been it.

However, this young man had an extensive background.

His grandfather held a sensitive identity.

His parents were also influential figures.

Moreover, they had been vigorously supporting the developnt of the hospital.

If such a young man were to die in their hospital, the repercussion would be terrifying.

However, due to the car accident, the young man had lost too much blood.

After many ergency interventions, he was just barely pulled back from the brink.

The youth was rescued but still not out of danger, and even Liu Chongyang felt helpless.

He had done all he could to temporarily save the young man’s life; without his intervention, the young man would have already died.

Whether the young man could survive was still uncertain, and his life was at risk at any mont.

After rattling on, Liu Chongyang shakily stroked his beard.

“This person absolutely cannot die, Master.

With your superb dical technique, if you could lend a hand, you can surely revive him.”

As Liu Chongyang said these words, his whole body visibly relaxed.

Now that Ning Fan, the Master, was in the car, as long as Ning Fan intervened, the young man was sure to live.

Faced with this youth from a powerful background, Liu Chongyang had to be careful, practically carrying the responsibility of rescuing the young man on his shoulders.

But there was no need to worry now, for Liu Chongyang had complete faith in Ning Fan’s dical skills!

Ning Fan did not say much.

The two headed for the Provincial Hospital together.

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