When Qiu Yun said this, everyone looked towards Ling Zhenfei and Qiu Qian, as the conversation was happening beside the bed. Unaware, Qiu Qian had heard nothing as she was serving porridge to Ling Zhenfei, her movements slightly intimate.

Seeing this scene, even Qiu Feng and the others felt it might really be the case. Ling Zhenfei pretended to hear nothing and continued drinking his porridge.

"Young Master Ling, you have been treating our family for several days now, and the Qiu Family has treated you well, without slighting you in any way. I wonder how my second brother's illness is progressing."

Qiu Yun, seeing his goal almost achieved, decided to fan the flames further by targeting Ling Zhenfei.

"Uncle, you shouldn't say that. My father's illness has afflicted him for ten years now, and it cannot be cured in such a short time."

Qiu Qian first became unhappy upon hearing Qiu Yun's words, thinking it unreasonable to expect someone paralyzed for ten years to recover in just a few days.

"I, of course, didn't expect him to cure your father completely during this time, but at least some improvement should be visible."

"There is improvement! My father's legs are not as stiff as before; the effect is quite apparent." Qiu Qian continued to defend Ling Zhenfei.

"Qiu Qian, you naive girl, you've been deceived. This boy's aim is clearly to take advantage of you. Tell me, he hasn't done anything inappropriate, has he?"

"What are you talking about? Divine Doctor Brother is such a good person. He's treating my father for free, and yet you view him this way. Are you even human? Not to mention he hasn't done anything, but even if he had, I would still be willing."

Qiu Qian glared angrily at the group, feeling extremely saddened. She had always believed that her family, having received the best education, would have excellent morals. Yet, at a critical moment, she realized they were like anyone else, so narrow-minded.

"See, Qiu Qian has been brainwashed by this boy. It's only been a few days; who knows, she might run off with him if a few more days pass."

Although Ling Zhenfei remained silent, he continued to observe everyone's expressions. Qiu Yun and his wife still had that petty look, while Qiu Feng and others seemed hesitant, no longer as trusting as they were in the initial days. What puzzled Ling Zhenfei the most was He Yun, Qiu Qian's mother.

Logically, He Yun should be the most significant person here as both Qiu Qing and Qiu Qian were directly related to her. Yet, she remained silent throughout, her expression unreadable, leaving her intent unclear.

This confirmed what Ling Zhenfei thought when he first saw He Yun; this woman was no ordinary character—her thoughts were not easily understood by others.

"Have you all said enough!" Ling Zhenfei put down his bowl of porridge and stood up.

"Oh, the little lad has got some temper. Swindling money and charm, do you still have the face to stay here? Get out already."

"Your words are final, are they?" Ling Zhenfei looked into Qiu Yun's eyes and challenged him.

"Nonsense, of course, my word is final here, this is my house."

"What does your word count for, this is my home, neither my mother nor I have spoken yet. What right do you have to speak for us?" Qiu Qian was already very upset and started shouting at Qiu Yun.

"Xiao Qian, you foolish child, this boy is just deceiving you, yet you still speak for him. You're too young, you'll understand when you're older."

Ling Zhenfei knew that it was unlikely for the treatment to continue today; he really didn't want to get involved in the Qiu family's mess anymore.

Ling Zhenfei parted the crowd and walked up to Qiu Qing, who was soaking his legs, full of Silver Needles, in medicinal herbs.

"What are you trying to do now, lad? Just take your things and leave."

Suppressing his anger, Ling Zhenfei apologized to Qiu Qing.

He placed his right hand on Qiu Qing's thigh, then suddenly exerted force. The Silver Needles swiftly flew out from Qiu Qing's legs as if they had a life of their own and soared into the air, only to be caught by Ling Zhenfei and placed back into the Silver Needle case.

Qiu Qing let out a gentle sigh, as if in great pain, but Ling Zhenfei ignored him and just focused on packing up his things.

At that moment, his phone suddenly rang. It was a call from Fatty. The ornamental fish were almost ready to be sold, so there must be a lot of issues to handle.

"Boss, it's bad. Come back quickly; our fish are dying."

Fatty, on the other end of the line, yelled anxiously, sounding almost on the verge of tears.

"What do you mean 'dying'? What happened?"

Ling Zhenfei didn't understand quite well.

"They're about to die; someone poisoned our fish farm."

It was as if a bolt from the blue struck Ling Zhenfei, suddenly making everything seem dark and confusing. How could this be happening? He was about to make money, but now such a catastrophe had occurred.

Ling Zhenfei didn't have time to think; he grabbed his things and ran towards the door.

"You there, don't run. Are you feeling guilty?"

Seeing Ling Zhenfei running, Qiu Yun actually seemed pleased, as if he had won a great battle, looking triumphant all over.

"Dad, how are you?"

Seeing Qiu Qing's pained expression, Qiu Qian hurriedly asked, no longer concerned about Ling Zhenfei leaving.

"It hurts, it hurts a bit!" Qiu Qing's voice was slightly trembling.

"I told you so! That guy is just a hoodlum, absolutely no use in treating, look how he made my second brother suffer," Qiu Yun continued to boast arrogantly.

"No, my dad has been numb for ten years; how could he suddenly feel pain? It must be the treatment taking effect," Qiu Qian seemed to understand everything in an instant.

"Qiu Qing, can you really feel pain?" He Yun stepped forward to ask, her expression uncertain whether to be happy or upset.

"Yes, it does hurt a bit," Qiu Qing answered honestly.

"Does it still hurt?" As He Yun spoke, she twisted fiercely on Qiu Qing's leg.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts, stop twisting, it's killing me."

Qiu Qing's words exploded throughout the room. Everyone understood what was happening; needless to say, this was all thanks to Ling Zhenfei. Ten years of paralysis, and in just a few days, there was sensation again. If this wasn't the work of the Divine Doctor, then what was?

But such a Divine Doctor had just been chased away by a group of people. By the time they were looking for Ling Zhenfei, he was nowhere to be seen; Qiu Qian, who ran out the door, didn't catch up either.

"It's all your fault, a bunch of narrow-minded people. If you didn't believe him, why did you have to harm my dad? If the Divine Doctor Brother doesn't treat my dad anymore, see if you'll regret this for the rest of your lives."

Qiu Qian's words left everyone silent, especially Qiu Yun and his wife, who had already scampered off, feeling the sting of those harsh words, their faces burning.

Ling Zhenfei rushed out and hailed a taxi, hurrying at top speed to the fish farm.

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