Luo Ziling still used the same treatment method as yesterday, acupuncture combined with kneading.

The old man's response after yesterday's treatment had given him hope.

It took over an hour to finish today's treatment.

While Luo Ziling was treating the old man, Lin Lan stood by his side, assisting him.

However, this time the treatment did not yield any surprising results; the old man's physical reaction was more or less the same as last time.

When acupoints were stimulated and energy was channeled through the needles, the old man showed reactions in some areas, while others seemed as if they had necrotized, with no response at all.

This wasn't too much of a surprise; after all, the old man's condition was very serious, and many renowned medical experts had treated him without success.

Due to the severe injury causing nerve transmission damage, his hands and feet were immobile. To expect a significant effect after one or two treatments was nothing short of a fantasy. Luo Ziling was already very pleased with the old man's unexpected reactions after the treatment.

But Lin Lan was not pleased. After the old man went into a deep sweat-induced sleep post-treatment, and as she and Luo Ziling were leaving, she asked a few questions related to the treatment. When she learned that there was no significant improvement, her expression immediately grew dim.

"Is it possible that this method of treatment is useless?" she asked softly, with a hint of frustration.

"Big sister, have you ever heard the saying, 'Illness comes like a landslide, but recovers like unraveling a silk thread?'" Luo Ziling couldn't help but to give a bittersweet smile, "As long as we persist in the treatment, and if the senior cooperates and keeps faith in the possibility of a cure, I'm confident he can regain his health."

Lin Lan came to a halt and looked at Luo Ziling seriously, "Can you guarantee that?"

"In medicine, there's never a hundred percent certainty. Catching a cold could end up costing a life; I can't assure anyone that I could definitely cure any disease," Luo Ziling, wary of falling into Lin Lan's trap, immediately clarified with earnest, "Not just me, my grandfather wouldn't make such a guarantee either. As a healer, one can only give their utmost to administer treatment. If there's even a glimmer of hope for a cure, we won't give up—that's enough."

Lin Lan had actually wanted to hear Luo Ziling say that he could definitely cure the ailment. Hearing his response, she suddenly felt somewhat disappointed.

"If you can cure the commander's illness, everyone here will be grateful to you," Lin Lan spoke with a touch of emotion, and then seriously added, "If you manage to cure the commander, how would I repay you?"

"What sort of repayment would there be?" Luo Ziling became curious.

Lin Lan glared at Luo Ziling without revealing what the repayment would be.

This left Luo Ziling, who was brimming with curiosity, quite disappointed.

"I can guarantee to help you get rid of the scars on your body," Luo Ziling said, noticing a glint in Lin Lan's eyes, and then shamelessly asked, "If I help you remove all the scars on your body, would you thank me?"

"I would owe you my life," Lin Lan extended a finger solemnly to emphasize her point, and then said, "We repay our debts."

"What exactly would the repayment be?" Luo Ziling, unsatisfied with Lin Lan's vague statement, pressed on with another question.

Lin Lan still didn't answer, but gave Luo Ziling a complex look and continued walking forward.

Luo Ziling had to follow dejectedly.

Why does this woman have to be so cool all the time? Talking a bit more won't kill anyone.

After taking a few more steps, Luo Ziling slowed down alertly.

Because he saw the two big men he had encountered yesterday, walking towards him from both left and right.

Even though they hadn't made any moves, Luo Ziling instinctively sensed danger and slowed his pace.

Lin Lan, walking ahead, also slowed down, but did not look back.

Suddenly, the tall, dark-skinned man on the left, with a stature of about 1.8 meters, quickly accelerated his pace and charged towards Luo Ziling.

Luo Ziling's eyes hardened, and he quickly adjusted the bag on his shoulder before sidestepping to evade.

When the bulky man was about three meters away from Luo Ziling, he leapt into the air and aimed a straight kick at him.

But as his foot lifted, Luo Ziling had already responded, causing his opponent to miss.

Dodging the opponent's fierce kick with agility, Luo Ziling was instantly enraged. He had run all this way to heal someone, and just after he had finished treating them, he was attacked. If not for his concern about them possibly drawing guns, he would have counterattacked right away.

"What are you doing?" Luo Ziling dodged and asked, frowning.

But the bulky man didn't answer. Instead, he twisted his body and launched a powerful spinning kick at Luo Ziling.

Even a clay Buddha has a three-point fire, and after being attacked twice in succession and sensing that the man intended to kill him, Luo Ziling was thoroughly angered. He didn't evade any longer and from an angle hard for an ordinary person to imagine, he counter-kicked at a very tricky angle.

His tardy kick struck out at an incredibly fast speed towards the dark-faced bulky man.

There was a loud "thump," and Luo Ziling's foot forcefully struck the right leg of the bulky man, who was too slow to dodge.

The bulky man hadn't expected Luo Ziling to counterattack in such a manner. Although he tried to react when he saw the danger, he was still half a beat slower than Luo Ziling and was hit at the bend of his leg. Excruciating pain emanated from the impacted area, causing his movements to stutter yet again.

Luo Ziling certainly didn't miss such an opportunity. His body lept into the air, delivering an even faster spinning kick heavily towards his opponent.

Caught off guard, the bulky man was too slow to dodge and could only block with both hands. Luo Ziling's heavy kick landed on his raised hands.

With a muffled groan, the bulky man staggered, swaying a few steps backward before finally stabilizing himself.

Lin Lan had already stopped in her tracks, watching the fight with curiosity.

Seeing Luo Ziling repel the bulky man with just two moves after being attacked surprised her greatly.

The other person who had come with the bulky man was a cold-faced middle-aged man, looking quite pale, about thirty years old.

Seeing the bulky man quickly defeated by Luo Ziling, he was equally surprised.

Both he and Lin Lan could see that Luo Ziling had gained the upper hand because of his speed.

Whether defending or counterattacking, his speed was incredibly fast, faster than anything they could match.

As the bulky man was almost toppling from Luo Ziling's heavy kick, the pale-faced man stepped forward, aiming an extremely fierce side kick at Luo Ziling's face.

While engaging with the dark-faced bulky man, Luo Ziling had been on guard against the pale-faced man's move.

Seeing his opponent strike, he didn't dodge, but kicked out in the same manner, ready to clash directly with him.

Luo Ziling's choice not to dodge but to turn defense into offense surprised the pale-faced man even more.

Lin Lan, watching from the side, couldn't help but cry out, "Be careful!"

She knew that the pale-faced man was highly skilled in leg attacks, and his side kick could snap a tree as thick as a bowl.

A hit on a person's leg could directly fracture it.

She was worried for Luo Ziling, who was actually preparing to fight force with force.

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