Yu Wanzhuo

Pan Ting quickly composed herself, seemingly only disliking the organization but not particularly hostile towards the man in blue.

"We from South Wind will take the bodies of the attackers with us later to investigate their identities."

"Of course, please feel free to do so."

Yannian said, "Since we're new here, even if we wanted to investigate, it wouldn't be easy. It would be best if Manager Pan could help."

Pan Ting quickly said, "Please don't say that. If this matter is handled poorly, we will be the ones dragging Mr. Yannian down. Of course, we must give an explanation."

"Actually, we have an important figure in South Wind who has been feeling unwell lately. We've consulted all the capable doctors in the city, but they can only prescribe some mild tonics; nothing else will help."

"We had originally planned to send people out these past two days to search for a miraculous doctor like Mr. Yannian, but unexpectedly, the heavens smiled upon us, and Mr. Yannian himself came to Jinling."

Yannian stood up, smiling, and said, "If that patient has time, I can go see him now."

Pan Ting said, "That would be best, of course. These gentlemen?"

She gestured to Chu Tianshu, Hou Jian, and the others.

Yannian laughed and said, "If it weren't for Brother Tianshu saving my life just now, I wouldn't have had the chance to go on another house call. As for Hou Jian, you go and stay with everyone and briefly explain what happened earlier, focusing on the positive aspects."

"Xiaoying, go get the first-aid kit."

The scarred girl, named Tan Xiaoying, responded with a soft "hmm," covered her head with her hand, and quickly slipped into the rain.

She moved nimbly, almost leaping out and reaching the plastic rain shelters in an instant.

There were already people over there worried about Yannian's situation, but they were experienced in living in the wasteland and didn't come over to cause trouble for the time being.

Seeing everyone gathered around Xiaoying asking about the situation, Hou Jian picked up his umbrella and hurriedly went out as well.

When Xiaoying returned a little while later, she was holding an umbrella in one hand and carrying a first-aid kit slung across her body.

Chu Tianshu's nose twitched slightly as he smelled a faint aroma of medicinal wine from the medicine box. He recognized it as one of the most nourishing medicinal wine recipes from the Ghost Gate Witch Doctor's Secret Manual.

These ingredients for the medicinal wine are hard to find; even my grandfather was never able to gather them all back then.

It was only after Chu Tianshu, Helai, and the others stabilized the Spirit Realm passage that they managed to obtain some of the materials and try to brew a batch.

But it didn't have the same rich aroma or deeper medicinal effect as the medicine in the medicine box at this moment.

Pan Ting invited everyone to get in the car, Yannian sat in the passenger seat.

This car has definitely been modified; it accelerates extremely quickly from a standstill and still has plenty of power to spare.

Chu Tianshu sat in the back seat, his hand lightly touching the car window, and he could feel that the materials used in the entire car were not ordinary metal or glass.

If you take the machine gun on top of Yannian Nian's truck and fire a barrage at it, it probably won't be able to penetrate it for a while.

Pan Ting turned on the soft interior lights as soon as the car had driven a short distance.

Instrumental music filled the train carriage.

The sky outside appeared even darker, and the rain sounded like a waterfall.

After driving for more than twenty minutes, we gradually entered a neighborhood with a strong metallic feel.

It seems like every store here is related to cars—sedans, trucks, SUVs, and even armored vehicles.

There are abandoned car fronts and frames lying directly in front of and behind houses, exposed to the rain, as well as huge objects covered with tarpaulins.

Many shops were filled with people busy repairing old cars and modifying vehicles.

On the way here, Chu Tianshu chatted with everyone. Knowing that the section of defense they were going to pass through to enter Jinling was under the responsibility of the South Wind Building, they also talked about this force.

This is one of the largest forces in Jinling now. Before the cataclysm, it was originally in the automobile business.

After the cataclysm, the world was in chaos, and some people were turned into zombies. The most troublesome thing was the landscape of the Spirit Realm. Some of them lay across the wilderness, while others were squeezed out of the center of a bustling city, dividing the city into pieces.

Most sophisticated technological products become unusable in abnormal environments, monsters roam freely, and the population dwindles sharply.

I heard that South Wind and his group had also been displaced before, but they were tough enough to eventually return to Jinling and settle down there.

Beyond their core automotive business, they have expanded into new production lines such as armor modification, clothing manufacturing, and armor production.

Back then, the survivor forces joined forces to invade several Spirit Realm landscapes within Jinling City, and South Wind Building was one of the instigators.

Many of the monsters slain from these terrain features ended up in the South Wind Building's material warehouse.

Thanks to this, they have modified quite a few vehicles, some of which can even travel in the Spirit Realm's terrain.

Not only in Jinling, but in all the major cities in the south, every quarter, people go to great lengths and brave the risks of the wilderness to buy their modified cars.

Call!!

The car drove down a slope.

The nearby floodwaters cascaded down the road, but the waterproofing measures in the streets below seemed exceptionally effective.

There weren't many puddles on the road.

Towering buildings stood in the rain, most of them dark and gloomy, except for one that was brightly lit.

Pan Ting's car stopped right in front of this building.

The wheels relentlessly pressed down on the pristine red carpet, the car body blocking the revolving door.

Two doormen stepped forward at just the right moment, holding umbrellas, and opened the car door.

"Please come in!"

Pan Ting led the three through the lobby to the elevator and pressed the button for their floor.

When the elevator doors reopened, the interior was decorated in a very homey style.

On the bright yellow wooden floor, where tables, chairs, and sofas are placed, you can see rugs and small potted plants everywhere, adding a touch of greenery.

There was a huge television screen on the wall, and many discs were scattered on the TV cabinet.

This is clearly the living room, with a spiraling white wooden staircase in the corner leading to a higher floor, and closed doors on all four sides.

After walking a few steps to the side, you can see a swimming pool outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. Rainwater is hitting the outdoor pool directly, causing steam to rise and ripples to spread.

The dampness outside is a world apart from the comfort of the indoors.

A serene and slender woman's figure was reflected at the edge of the floor-to-ceiling window.

A beautiful woman with her black hair tied up in a bun, adorned with a few hairpins, wore a long, fitted dress as blue as the starry sky and decorated with tiny star-shaped flowers. She held a gold folding fan in her hand, her face filled with sorrow as she gazed out the window at the wind and rain.

Just as Chu Tianshu and the others could see the woman's reflection, she turned around, a smile on her face.

Good evening, everyone.

The woman said, "Yu Nanfeng, it's rather impolite of you to invite me to dinner in this wind and rain. I only hope you can understand the natural bond between mother and child. My child is critically ill, and I really can't be bothered with formalities."

She bowed her head slightly as an apology.

Yu Nanfeng, this beautiful woman, is the one in charge of the South Wind Building. She should be over fifty years old by now, but she is very well-maintained.

Chu Tianshu could also sense that this person possessed an inner strength as vast and serene as Heavenly Lake.

With such mastery of internal skills and such unique internal energy qualities, she will probably still look like this even when she is seventy or eighty years old.

Yannian simply bowed and said, "Madam, you flatter me. Saving lives is urgent. Since someone has asked me to make a house call, I will do my best, rain or shine."

Yu Nanfeng sighed softly, walked to the side, and opened the door.

Inside the door was a spacious bedroom, where the patient was lying in bed.

Even though there were already many medical instruments on the other side of that large bed, and a doctor wearing South Wind Group work badge was accompanying the patient.

After everyone had entered the bedroom, it didn't feel cramped at all.

Chu Tianshu noticed some mats with footprints engraved on the ground over there.

I don't know if he enjoys playing motion-synchronized games indoors, or practicing martial arts footwork.

In short, Yu Nanfeng's son should have been quite fond of sports.

But the person lying on the bed now has his eyes closed, his skin is snow-white, and his lips are purple. He looks to be in his early twenties, as if he has never seen sunlight since birth.

"This is my son, Yu Wanzhuo."

Yu Nanfeng said softly, "Although he doesn't have any great abilities, he also doesn't have any bad deeds. Perhaps he was only targeted because he's my only child."

Yannian reached out and felt Yu Wanzhuo's pulse, his expression changed slightly, and he gently lifted the blanket.

Yu Wanzhuo was only wearing a very loose silk shirt.

Yannian Nian immediately began to unbutton the patient's clothes. The patient's chest rose and fell almost imperceptibly; it was as if he were unbuttoning the clothes of a corpse.

After her clothes were undone, Tan Xiaoying couldn't hold back and let out a soft hiss.

Even Pan Ting, who already knew the situation, and the doctor at her bedside still looked grim.

Yu Wanzhuo had a slanted black scar on his chest, running straight down from his left shoulder to his right rib.

At the end of the wound, the right ribs are clearly visible; in the middle of the wound, the heart and lungs are almost visible.

Fortunately, his heartbeat was weak; if it had been stronger, one might have wondered if it would have jumped out of the wound.

However, with Yu Nanfeng highly skilled fighter who was like a mother to him, present, and since the man's internal organs hadn't actually been ruptured, this injury wasn't really a big deal.

The most troublesome thing is poison!

Although Yu Nanfeng possessed composure, he couldn't help but tighten his grip on the fan at this moment. "Mr. Yannian, how is it?"

Chu Yannian did not answer for the time being. He opened the box on Xiaoying's back. The most eye-catching thing inside was six bottles of medicinal wine, and there were also a dozen or so porcelain bottles about the size of a finger.

He looked up, about to speak, when Chu Tianshu had already picked up the teacup next to him and handed it to him.

This cup is small; it's a celadon cup from a tea set.

Yannian poured the two kinds of medicinal wine into the mixture, then searched for a while and found some medicinal powders, which he added as needed, and then stirred it with a silver needle.

After thirteen clockwise and thirteen counterclockwise rotations, the cup contained a thick, greenish, bubbling puddle of strange water.

Yannian made a hand seal with his left hand, held the cup between his thumb, index finger and little finger, and pinched the needle with his right hand. After a moment of preparation, the silver needle slid across the surface.

He cut the cup in half, and the water inside was also cut in half, but it didn't fall apart.

Strangely enough, after being cut in half, the wine in both halves became clear.

The left half is a rose-red color like a precious jade, and the right half is a deep green color like emerald.

He placed the red half between the patient's mouth and nose, and the green half over the patient's navel.

Then he actually dared to reach out and gently press down on the wound.

Pan Ting and the others' expressions changed slightly.

But Yannian pressed lightly twice with his hand, then suddenly pulled it upwards.

The patient's chest bulged slightly, and suction was generated from his nose and navel, turning the medicinal wine into a thick red and green mist, which he then inhaled.

The doctor next to him stared wide-eyed.

The human navel is just a mass of skin and flesh inside; there are no openings or orifices at all.

At this moment, the patient sucks water through his navel, seemingly faster and more naturally than through his nose.

The slanted black wound gradually faded, and both ends began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although a wound with exposed flesh remained, it was nowhere near as horrific as before, when bones and internal organs were visible.

Pan Ting was overjoyed.

Yu Nanfeng's tone grew more urgent. "Divine doctor, can you cure my son?!"

Yannian frowned.

"The patient's body has accumulated a very strong medicinal potency, likely from the various high-quality medicines administered over the past few days, which have been neutralized and activated by someone with extremely profound internal strength."

"However, the poison has spread throughout his body, making it impossible for the medicine to be absorbed. I used various methods to purify his blood, and the medicine naturally manifested. The rapid healing of this wound is entirely due to the accumulated medicinal power..."

Yu Nanfeng resolutely said, "If it weren't for the divine physician purifying this child's blood, all the medicine would have been in vain. I know that perfectly well."

Yannian careful consideration, Yan Nian said, "But I'm only confident in purifying his blood. Once the poison has seeped into his bone marrow and invaded his brain, I'm not so sure about that."

Yu Nanfeng took a deep breath.

"If it weren't for the intervention of a divine physician, even if I used my internal energy to keep him alive, he would most likely have remained a vegetable in the future."

"As long as there is still hope, please do whatever the doctor does; we will cooperate fully."

Yannian pondered, "Do you have any marrow or blood from monsters from the borderlands here? Something that still retains some vitality."

Yu Nanfeng glanced at Pan Ting, Pan Ting immediately made a call to relay the order.

Less than ten minutes later, someone pushed a small cart in.

The car was filled with a cool mist, and inside were various colored liquids packaged in test tubes.

Chu Tianshu had been intently observing Brother Yannian's treatment when suddenly his brow twitched slightly.

He heard a joyful chirp in his heart.

That was the joyful restlessness of the Sanqi Weapon Soul.

(End of this chapter)