Ning Yongzhi thought it over, then said to Cang Zhihui, "Arrange for someone to stop Chen Mo and bring him to your Kyoto Special Affairs Administration. I'll head over to your place right away!"
"Do you think I can easily stop a youngster like Chen Mo?" Cang Zhihui asked after understanding what had happened.
"Even if you can't stop him, you have to hold him back. The Special Affairs Administration needs Chen Mo! Nothing can happen to him yet. There are still many patients waiting for him to treat!" Ning Yongzhi said.
"Fine, but I want two patients from each batch on my side," Cang Zhihui said.
"Old Cangtou, don't take advantage of the situation. I already agreed to give you one before. Now I'm asking you to handle a little matter, and you're trying to extort me?" Ning Yongzhi bristled at once.
There were still some well-connected people in Shangshi, along with plenty of patients waiting for Chen Mo's treatment. Giving away one meant losing one, and he absolutely could not let any more go! Besides, Chen Mo had a limit on the number of people he treated each time. It had only just been raised to eight, and two spots had already been given away—one to Kyoto and one to West City. He still had six spots on his own side!
If he had to give away another spot, he absolutely could not bear it!
"You should know that Chen Mo is already a Houtian Layer Ten Martial Artist. If I arrange for someone to stop him, I'll have to send out one of Kyoto's honorary masters. Isn't that worth one spot?" Cang Zhihui said.
He had seen the people sent to Chen Mo for treatment last time. When they returned, they were practically full of life, and