Chapter 2: Two Beautiful Ladies_1

Upon hearing that her son was going to jail, Wang Guixiang's face went pale with fright.

In her anxiety, she said, "Ten years in prison? Qin Feng can't go to jail! If he does, his life will be ruined! We'll pay the one million back, even if I have to smash the pot to sell iron, I'll give everything I have!"

"Mrs. Wang, your life's work is useless. The most valuable thing in our house is just this house. I know a friend who does mortgage loans.

You just need to sign a transfer agreement with me, and then first thing tomorrow morning, we'll go get the household registration transferred. After that, I can take the property deed and get a loan of one million to fill this hole for Qin Feng."

"Yes, yes, yes! As long as it saves Qin Feng, as long as it keeps him out of jail, Mrs. Wang will listen to you. Whatever you say, I'll do."

...

Meanwhile, after having a series of strange dreams, Qin Feng woke up.

His mind teemed with all sorts of messy information about Xuanmen Medical Technique, Ancient Martial Secrets, and even Immortal Cultivation Spells.

At the same time, a faint yellow True Qi was born in his Dantian.

That was Xuanhuang Qi!

He was not dead?

And had inherited the legacy of the Immortal Doctor?

In a daze, Qin Feng grabbed a half brick by his foot and squeezed it, the brick directly shattered into pieces.

Really?

He truly received the legacy of the Immortal Doctor!

Wu Qianqian and Sun Zhihao, you despicable pair, I will make sure you live a life worse than death, writhing in pain and regret every day!

As Qin Feng was making his oath, suddenly a beam of intense light shone towards him.

A red Ferrari, racing towards him, was about to hit him head-on.

Could it be that Sun Zhihao found out he wasn't dead and wanted to run him over with his car?

But Sun Zhihao drove a BMW, not a Ferrari!

As the Ferrari's hood was less than ten centimeters away from Qin Feng, he leapt with all his might, jumping right to the rear of the car.

"Boom!"

The speeding Ferrari crashed into a flower bed, and its front end was crushed out of shape.

Qin Feng went over to take a look and saw that it wasn't Sun Zhihao in the car, but two extraordinarily beautiful women.

The Ferrari's airbags had already deployed, and the two beauties were not hurt.

However, the one in the driver's seat was clutching her belly, her face contorted in pain.

She was having a medical emergency!

Qin Feng figured it out—the beauty suddenly fell ill, causing the Ferrari to lose control and careen towards him.

Since it was an unintentional mistake, Qin Feng naturally wouldn't hold it against her, especially since he wasn't injured.

Qin Feng wanted to test whether the recently inherited Xuanmen Medical Technique could be of any use, so he opened the door of the driver's side and asked the beauty.

"Are you sick?"

Xue Xiaochan, her belly cramping so much she could hardly speak, weakly retorted, "You're the one who's sick!"

"I'm not joking with you, you're really sick. Moreover, your illness this time coinciding with your menstrual period means you need immediate treatment. Otherwise, due to the spasms causing your blood vessels to constrict sharply, your blood flow could surge and lead to a burst blood vessel and death."

Rescuing someone was like putting out a fire, and Qin Feng grabbed Xue Xiaochan's hand without hesitation.

"What are you doing?"

Xue Xiaochan wanted to pull her hand back, but Qin Feng was holding it very tightly. Her stomach was in pain again, and she couldn't muster any strength. Reluctantly, she let Qin Feng grab her hand and knead it randomly.

After a few squeezes, Xue Xiaochan's body suddenly warmed up.

She could distinctly feel her blood vessels relaxing, her blood resumed its orderly flow, and the pain in her stomach disappeared.

Could this guy be the legendary Immortal Doctor? Just a few random squeezes and her sickness was cured?

Xue Xiaochan was utterly shocked!

Every time she had an attack, Xue Xiaochan's stomach would hurt as if it were being sliced by a knife. Her entire blood flow would seem to freeze, not circulating at all, leaving her whole body cold. Her blood vessels would become as hard as water pipes in winter, ready to burst at any moment.

To cure this strange illness, Xue Xiaochan had visited well-known hospitals both domestic and international and consulted numerous doctors, but all to no effect.

Even now, there was no accurate diagnosis for her strange disease.

"Slap!" Sitting in the passenger seat, Song Sisi slapped Qin Feng's hand away and roared, "You pervert, if you take advantage of Xiaochan again, do you believe I'll have you arrested?"

She was a captain in the Patrol Team and the only daughter of Zhonghai City's leader Song Yuanshan. She could easily slap a charge of provoking trouble on him and detain Qin Feng for a few days.

"I'm not a pervert, I'm a doctor. I was treating this lady," Qin Feng explained earnestly.

"Treating her? Is this how you treat someone? I think you're just a pervert! Get lost now, or I'll handcuff you!"

"An accident hit me, and I responded with kindness by treating her. And you call me a pervert? This is unreasonable!"

Qin Feng pocketed his hands and, without the desire to argue with the feisty girl any longer, turned and walked away.

"Wait a second!" Xue Xiaochan called out to Qin Feng and said, "Thank you! Sisi just misunderstood you; she didn't mean any harm. Don't take it to heart."

"Your illness is congenital, and it's quite troublesome to treat. What I did just now was only to ease your condition temporarily; I can only guarantee you won't suffer an attack within the next six months."

"Little Divine Doctor, I came to the hospital with Sisi to visit her grandfather. I am hoping you could come and see if you're able to help? Don't worry—if you can cure Old Master Song, I definitely won't leave you shortchanged!"

Xue Xiaochan pulled out a finely designed business card and handed it to Qin Feng.

Chairwoman of Haiyun Group, Xue Xiaochan.

"Since you are Zhonghai's richest woman, you're probably not short of money, so I won't be polite. I don't charge the poor for medical treatment. But when treating the rich, I do charge a fee. No matter what disease her grandfather has, just give me one million after he is cured."

Wang Guixiang had a bunch of chronic illnesses, and curing them would require a lot of valuable medicinal materials, which wouldn't come cheap.

Qin Feng, at present, was broke, with AliPay credit due every month at the minimum payment. So, he genuinely needed the money.

Xue Xiaochan nodded and said, "Okay! I promise you!"

Emergency room.

An emaciated old man lay on the hospital bed, his body hooked up with various tubes. Judging from the data on the monitors, the old man was about to pass away.

He was the patriarch of the Song family, Song Chengqian.

Holding a silver needle and treating Song Chengqian was Zhang Zhongliang.

Not only was he Zhonghai's First Divine Doctor, but he was also the Head of Rende Hospital. Usually, the Deputy Head managed the hospital as he seldom showed his face.

Zhang Zhongliang was using his family's hereditary Taiyi Nine Needles technique, and he had already inserted eight needles. He was now sweating profusely from the effort.

All hope rested on the last needle.

If there was no improvement after the final needle was inserted, then all hope was lost.

Zhang Zhongliang focused all his mental energy on the silver needle in his hand, aiming for Song Chengqian's Lingxu Acupoint and thrust it down.

He watched Song Chengqian's face eagerly, hoping for any reaction from Old Mr. Song.

Suddenly, Qin Feng's jarring voice broke the silence.

"You've inserted it wrong."