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I have to admit, this is simply a miracle.

Not only did Elder Long find it absolutely incredible, but even the doctors at Qing Mountain Hospital were all shocked speechless.

Mental illness is notoriously difficult to treat. Even mild cases require considerable time before the patient can return to normal.

But Brother San Shui's condition was diagnosed as severe from the moment he was admitted. Recovery, if any, would typically take two to three years—at best a sliver of improvement.

Yet with Qin Fang's intervention, he actually managed to cure such a serious mental illness outright.

As professional specialists in mental health, the doctors observed Brother San Shui's gaze, demeanor, and physiological responses—all of which were virtually indistinguishable from those of a normal, healthy person.

In other words... Brother San Shui had really been cured by Qin Fang.

And the treatment itself took no more than three to five minutes altogether...

"Hiss!! Three minutes to cure..."

When faced with this reality, the expressions of those psychiatrists and experts from Qing Mountain Hospital grew increasingly peculiar, their gazes toward Qin Fang taking on an entirely different meaning.

Outside, countless telephone poles frequently get plastered with dubious little advertisements that resemble random stickers—among them, claims like "veteran Chinese doctors specializing in treating various obscure illnesses."

Such ads often use exaggerated language like "effective in three minutes" or "complete recovery in five minutes," boasting miracles that defy belief.

On Hong Kong Island, Qin Fang wasn't sure whether similar ads existed, but he figured most of them were scams—to fleece people of their money, basically.

If these doctors had ever seen such ads, they'd certainly scoff; if curing mental illness were truly so straightforward, their profession wouldn't even need to exist.

Mental illness has always been among the most intricate and challenging ailments, requiring complex treatment and long-term commitment.

But Qin Fang's methods completely shattered the preconceived notions these doctors had held for years. It wasn't so much an enlightening revelation as it was a smack in the face, leaving them dazed and bewildered.

However, neither Qin Fang nor Elder Long paid them much notice, and while the doctors were brimming with questions, none dared approach.

Why? Take a look at the postures of Elder Long's bodyguards. Each had a hand resting on their waist—clearly armed. Only someone with a death wish would willingly step into the range of their guns.

"Godfather! He... He..."

Just then, Brother San Shui returned to his senses. After a brief moment of confusion, he quickly spotted Qin Fang standing before him. Instinctively, he felt a deep fear.

Realizing his almighty protector Elder Long was right beside him, Brother San Shui didn't hesitate; he immediately darted behind Elder Long to hide...

Sure enough, having been thrashed by Qin Fang earlier, the kid now bore a psychological shadow. Although Qin Fang had cured his mental illness, the trauma etched into his mind was beyond Qin Fang's ability to erase.

To be exact, Qin Fang intentionally left a psychological scar on Brother San Shui. That way, the guy wouldn't trouble him again—especially since Qin Fang still had some time to spend on Hong Kong Island.

Smack~~

Seeing his godson's disgraceful behavior, Elder Long couldn't help but slap Brother San Shui upside the head, reprimanding him in frustration.

"What are you afraid of? Do you think he's some monster that'll eat you alive?"

Though Elder Long knew what Qin Fang had done to torment Brother San Shui, and was aware of Qin Fang's impressive Medical Arts, without experiencing the agony of "a thousand insects devouring the heart" himself, even Elder Long couldn't grasp the extent of Brother San Shui's fear toward Qin Fang.

"Godfather! I..."

Brother San Shui's tone was pitifully aggrieved. He opened his mouth as if to say something but, casting a glance at Qin Fang's faintly smiling face across from him, forcibly swallowed the words back down.

"Hmph! Don't call me godfather! I don't have such a useless godson..."

Elder Long was clearly feeling disappointed and frustrated. Brother San Shui was his godson, someone he'd deliberately promoted to a higher position. Yet, after clashing with Qin Fang a few times, the guy had been driven to a mental breakdown, reduced to acting like a fool or lunatic.

The thought alone sent fury surging through Elder Long's chest.

Brother San Shui hung his head, not daring to speak nor even look at Qin Fang's face for fear it might further unsettle him.

"Elder Long, I've fulfilled my end of the deal. About that matter of mine... I hope you'll give it serious consideration!"

Now that Brother San Shui had been cured, Qin Fang saw no point in staying around, so he promptly signaled his intention to leave.

"Hmm..."

Elder Long didn't stop Qin Fang from departing. In truth, ever since Qin Fang had gotten involved with Elder Song, Elder Long hadn't planned to make things too difficult for him anyway.

This particular meeting made Elder Long all the more intrigued by Qin Fang—a mysterious young man capable of standing tall and conversing confidently with someone like Elder Long, who oversaw a gang of tens of thousands. Qin Fang had even arrogantly declared his intention to eliminate Han Long, the number-one drug lord in Southeast Asia...

Whether he was just boasting or truly had the capability didn't matter; either way, Elder Long didn't want to antagonize Qin Fang.

After all, there was no deep hatred between them. The incident with Brother San Shui losing his mind had initially been a sticking point, but now that he was cured, there was no need to mention it anymore.

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