The moment Qian Yongtong sat down, he felt a searing pain in his lower back. Terrified, he lost all concerns for his dignity, forgot to show off in front of He Lingxiu, and nearly cried as he pleaded with Ling Zhenfei.

"Any amount of money is okay? Haha, I have a little flaw: I usually don't charge poor people for my medical services, but I charge quite a bit more from the rich!"

Ling Zhenfei looked him up and down and then said with a smile, "Young Master Qian, since you're flush with cash, why not pay a bit more? As for the consultation fee... let's just round it to one million as a token."

"What, one million?"

Qian Yongtong almost sprang from his seat upon hearing this. But as soon as he moved, the agonizing pain in his back rushed back, and he immediately started wincing and howling in pain again.

"Young Master Qian, one million is just pocket money for a month for the son of a mine owner, isn't it? Haha, if you're unwilling to part with your pocket money, then I'm afraid I can't help you!"

Seeing Qian Yongtong's hesitant expression, Ling Zhenfei spread his hands in feigned helplessness and said, "They say wealth is extraneous, but for some reason, I just can't let go. Why is it that the richer a person is, the more stingy they become? Do they find money more important than life itself? Sigh, if that's the case, then I guess I'll have to watch you become paralyzed in bed... Bye!"

With that, Ling Zhenfei deliberately patted the dust off his body and pretended to leave.

Ling Zhenfei was not wrong; that one million was probably just a month's pocket money to someone like Qian Yongtong.

But the problem was, his father, Qian Datong, only gave him money once a month, and Qian Yongtong, the spoiled wastrel, only knew how to squander it away on eating, drinking, and merrymaking.

He had only recently received this money from his dad. No way was he going to hand it all over to Ling Zhenfei, how stupid did he think he was!

Yet, if he couldn't produce the one million, by the looks on Ling Zhenfei's face, he was determined not to treat him.

What to do, force Ling Zhenfei to treat him?

Clearly, that wasn't appropriate. Besides, he was as weak as a chicken; forcing Ling Zhenfei was akin to a frog in a well thinking it knows the breadth of the sky, utterly ignorant of his own limitations.

"I... Divine Doctor Ling, don't go! Fine... I'll give you the money!"

Qian Yongtong made a pained expression, and after a long while, seeing that Ling Zhenfei was really about to leave, he finally pulled at Ling Zhenfei's hand with a face full of "sincerity" and said.

"Haha, Young Master Qian, if you had just agreed to pay earlier, there wouldn't be any need for all this nonsense!"

Seeing that Qian Yongtong finally agreed to pay under pressure, a mischievous grin spread across Ling Zhenfei's face, "Young Master Qian, get on the bed and lie down, I'm going to needle you!"

"Brother Afei..."

Just as Ling Zhenfei took out the silver needles to prepare for Qian Yongtong's acupuncture, He Lingxiu looked at him with a skeptical expression and asked, "Brother Afei, what... what illness does he have?"

This... Ling Zhenfei was taken aback for a moment upon hearing this. You see, the back pain Qian Yongtong was experiencing was something he had intentionally caused to punish the man. The guy was merely somewhat weak in the kidneys, hardly anything serious.

Even though he knew Qian Yongtong wasn't actually sick, Ling Zhenfei still put on a very serious face and said, "Well, this... his illness is actually quite serious!"

Qian Yongtong was barely able to endure the pain in his waist when he heard the conversation between Ling Zhenfei and He Lingxiu. His face turned to shock as he urgently propped up half his body, pleading with Ling Zhenfei,

"Yes, yes, Divine Doctor Ling, what on earth is wrong with me? Could it be some incurable terminal illness? You must cure me, I beg you!"

This guy had already been scared stiff by Ling Zhenfei's serious tone; not only was his voice trembling, but his face had also turned a pale white from fright.

However, he hadn't even managed to prop up half his body when the pain in his waist struck like a stabbing knife, making him scream in agony once more.

"Hehe..."

Ling Zhenfei chuckled, secretly giving He Lingxiu a knowing look, while again saying seriously to Qian Yongtong,

"Young Master Qian, to tell you the truth, your condition is neither light nor serious, it's just a lumbar disc herniation. Actually, if it goes untreated, it's not a big deal; at worst, you'll be paralyzed and unable to move in bed, but it won't kill you!"

"What, paralyzed?"

Although Ling Zhenfei spoke lightly, it scared Qian Yongtong so much that he broke out in a cold sweat all over his body. If he really became paralyzed, it would be more painful than death itself.

He immediately started begging pitifully again,

"Divine Doctor Ling, save me, I don't want to be paralyzed, I haven't had enough fun yet! Save me, please save me quickly! If you think one million is not enough, I'll give you more money!"

"More money?" Upon hearing these words, Ling Zhenfei's eyes lit up, ready to tease him some more, but then he saw He Lingxiu repeatedly winking at him.

Clearly, the girl had also realized that he was toying with Qian Yongtong, hinting that he should just take it far enough and not overdo it.

"Hehe, Young Master Qian, what do you take me for? Am I the sort of person who is swayed by money? As a doctor, the medical path is the most important, isn't it?"

Seeing He Lingxiu's anxious look, Ling Zhenfei playfully winked back at her, and then chuckled to Qian Yongtong,

"I told you the consultation fee is one million, and I'm not going to ask you for more. Don't try to tempt me!"

"Yes, I understand, I know. Thank you, Divine Doctor Ling. I was blind and failed to recognize Mount Tai earlier, and I offended you, please forgive me!"

The sudden pain in his waist had tormented Qian Yongtong like the worst sort of punishment. Now, he had completely lost his earlier arrogance, and in his heart, he had already revered Ling Zhenfei as a savior, like a living Bodhisattva who relieves suffering.

"Alright, enough talk; lie down, I'm really going to perform acupuncture on you now!"

Feeling that he had tormented him enough, Ling Zhenfei's eyes revealed an imperceptible sly smile. He had Qian Yongtong lie face down again before taking out a prepared silver needle, aiming for the acupoint on Qian Yongtong's waist and severely stabbed down.

Ling Zhenfei had only used acupoint targeting techniques earlier to block the Shenshu Acupoint on Qian Yongtong's lower back, temporarily controlling the blood flow from the kidney channel to the Heart Sutra, which caused the qi and blood to be obstructed, resulting in severe pain.

Now, his stab with the needle was like unlocking the acupoint. With the qi and blood flowing smoothly, all of the pain Qian Yongtong had previously felt naturally disappeared with this needle.

Qian Yongtong was a spoiled and delicate young master who not only feared death but dreaded pain even more, or else he wouldn't have begged Ling Zhenfei so desperately to save him.

Just a moment ago, he had braced himself for intense pain from the incoming needle and lay there gritting his teeth, preparing to endure this painful ordeal.

However, to his surprise, after feeling just a slight mosquito-bite sensation at his waist, all the previous pain had vanished!

This was...

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