After asking Hua Ming for his address, Lin Fei hung up.
His surname was Hua, and people called him a divine physician?
"Could he be a descendant of Hua Tuo?" Lin Fei gave it a passing thought and paid it no mind.
Lin Fei hailed a taxi and soon arrived at the traditional Chinese courtyard residence where Hua Ming lived.
Casually pushing open the gate and walking along the gravel path through the front courtyard, Lin Fei saw the scene inside the main hall.
Hua Ming was taking the pulse of an elderly man with graying hair, while his grandson Hua Cheng stood properly at his side.
Behind the elderly man stood a well-dressed middle-aged man. There were even two bodyguards; at a glance, they were clearly people from a prominent family.
Hua Ming frowned, shaking his head and sighing. "Elder Ji has late-stage liver cancer. The cancer cells have already spread to his bone marrow."
"The disease has reached beyond cure. Even an immortal would struggle to save him."
"I can only write you a prescription. If you keep taking it, you should be able to live another year or two."
Ji Zhongjin smiled, the wrinkles on his aged face bunching together like an autumn chrysanthemum. "Divine Physician Hua certainly lives up to his reputation, identifying my condition just by taking my pulse."
After all, the spread of the cancer cells to his bone marrow was the latest development, one his medical team had only diagnosed yesterday.
He had already lived seventy-four years and had come to take his approaching burial lightly.
Birth, aging, sickness, and death-nothing could be more natural.
By contrast, the middle-aged man behind Yao Zhongjin seemed to find it even harder to accept than the patient himself.
Yao Zhongwei's brows knitted tightly, and his words carried some unwillingness to accept it. "Divine Physician Hua, I heard from my daughter that you cured the incurable poison in her body. That was why I brought my father here to see you."
"You can cure a deadly poison that left the world's top medical professionals helpless. Is there really no other way to treat my father?"
Embarrassment appeared on Hua Ming's face again. The mention of that matter left him feeling guilty.
Even now, he still did not understand how Ji Yaoguang had recovered!
Just then, an indifferent voice drifted over. "His skills are lacking. He can't cure Thousand Spiders and Ten Thousand Poisons at all."
Everyone present started and immediately turned in unison toward the newcomer.
How could such an ordinary-looking young man talk so big, actually daring to say that Western Shu's divine physician lacked skill?
Hua Cheng flew into a rage on the spot and barked at Lin Fei, "Who are you?"
"Coming in uninvited-do you know this is trespassing? Get out!"
Lin Fei strolled closer as leisurely as if walking through his own courtyard and gave him a measured sidelong glance. "I have a bad temper. I suggest you watch your words and actions."
After a pause, he smiled and added, "You could very easily lose your life."
An uproar swept through the room.
This man had barged in for no reason and immediately threatened someone's life?
Yao Zhongwei sneered, instantly displaying the imposing authority of someone in a high position. "Wang Long, Wang Hu, throw out this lunatic who's disturbing the divine physician's peace!"
The two bodyguards acknowledged the order and immediately launched fierce attacks at Lin Fei.
Their high-stance Wing Chun came from the same lineage.
Their inch power erupted, allowing them to unleash their maximum strength within a distance of two inches, easily enough to knock down a burly man weighing 180 jin.
But Lin Fei was even faster.
Crack!
Two sounds of breaking bones rang out almost simultaneously, overlapping into one.
Before either bodyguard could react, Lin Fei had twisted their arms out of their sockets. Before their screams could escape, the world spun around them, and they were thrown out through the doorway with a thud.
Everyone present was both shocked and furious, and Yao Zhongwei's heart jolted particularly hard.
After all, both his bodyguards were retired special forces soldiers, and they had practiced Wing Chun Boxing diligently for more than a decade before enlisting.
They had been among the very best even in the special forces, yet Lin Fei had dealt with them this easily?
Everyone present was stunned by this display. Hua Ming was utterly furious, but afraid that Lin Fei would resort to violence again, he did his utmost to suppress his anger. "Young man, what exactly do you mean by this?"
"I don't believe I've offended you in any way, have I?"
Lin Fei did not beat around the bush. He pulled over a stool, sat down, and went straight to the point. "Take no ill-gotten wealth, and claim no credit that isn't yours. A physician must practice with virtue. Back then, that brat Hua Tuo became a medical sage of his generation through his upright character and transcendent medical skills."
"To think the Hua family's descendants would be so unprincipled and greedy, resorting to deception and trickery! I have nothing to do today, so I don't mind cleaning house for him!"
Lin Fei's voice was calm, yet it stirred towering waves in everyone's hearts.
"Nonsense! Get out right now, or I'm calling the police!" Hua Cheng snapped, his embarrassment turning to anger.
Ji Zhongjin, who had been quietly watching events unfold, could no longer keep his heart as still as an ancient well. A warning had entered his words. "Young man, do you know who I am?"
As one of Rongcheng's most prestigious entrepreneurs, Ji Zhongjin had a formidable network of connections in military, police, and political circles. In his view, a single word from him would ensure that the young man before him could never rise again.
Yet Lin Fei smiled and said with perfect ease, "You're my future wife's grandfather."
The three members of the Ji family were stunned, exchanging bewildered looks.
Holy shit, wasn't this fucker just fabricating a connection?
But Lin Fei ignored what they were thinking and instead looked at Hua Ming. "Being unable to cure liver cancer merely means your medical skills are lacking."
"But you can't cure Thousand Spiders and Ten Thousand Poisons, yet you still had the nerve to accept eighty million in medical fees?"
"You lack both medical skill and medical ethics. You truly disgrace your ancestor."
Hua Ming's heart gave a violent leap, and he stared at Lin Fei in disbelief.
Hua Cheng knew nothing of this and thought Lin Fei was merely slandering his grandfather. He immediately shouted angrily, "What right do you have to slander my grandfather?"
"You say my grandfather can't do it? Then fucking do it yourself if you're so capable! I don't believe you can cure liver cancer!"
Lin Fei's expression did not change. He nodded indifferently. "Watch closely."
Hua Cheng sneered, waiting to see him make a fool of himself.
Cure late-stage liver cancer? A fool's dream. Wasn't he afraid the wind would wrench his tongue with such big talk?
Yao Zhongwei also looked angry. He slammed the table with a bang. "Ridiculous!"
"Letting this nonsense-spouting lunatic treat my father-what if something goes wrong?"
Lin Fei ignored him and calmly extended his right hand.
Whoosh-
An invisible pulling force suddenly appeared in the air, and in an instant, a row of silver needles actually flew through the air toward him.
The silver needles hovered in a neat line, stopping an inch in front of Lin Fei's fingers.
Thump.
Hua Cheng's legs gave out, and he landed squarely on his backside, his face filled with terror.
Everyone was so awed by Lin Fei's display that they stood frozen like wooden chickens, unable to recover for a long while.
Holy shit!
Wasn't this way too fucking fantastical?!
Hua Ming was trembling all over with excitement, his eyes growing moist. "Controlling Needles with Thought! The legendary Controlling Needles with Thought!"
He had never imagined that he would witness such a mythical feat in his lifetime!