The Silver Needle had just been inserted into Chu San's head under Ling Zhenfei's direction. Ling Zhenfei watched very closely, using the Perspective Eye to locate a tiny breakthrough point where entry would not damage any nerves. It was only in that minuscule area that the needle could be inserted safely.

He acted so quickly because he feared Chu San might flinch from the pain, causing him to lose that critical spot.

Once the Silver Needle was inserted, it reached directly above the tumor in Chu San's brain. Ling Zhenfei's task was to puncture the tumor within the brain, for once the tumor was breached, it would no longer press on the nerves.

Although it looked simple, the procedure was actually very complex. Of course, the contents of the tumor could not be left inside the brain, which is why Ling Zhenfei infused Chu San with Northern Spiritual Energy. He used the energy to form a tubular channel within Chu San's brain, allowing the contaminated matter to flow out through the tiny hole made by the needle.

First, Ling Zhenfei channeled Northern Spiritual Energy into Chu San's head, and after accumulating enough energy, Ling Zhenfei let out a gentle roar. The Silver Needle then flew out from Chu San's head on its own.

As the Silver Needle flew out, a stream of black blood spurted from the small wound—substance from the tumor.

Fortunately, Ling Zhenfei had had a basin prepared in advance to catch this filthy blood.

About a minute later, when no more contaminated blood flowed out, Ling Zhenfei ceased using his Inner Strength and withdrew his hands from Chu San.

"Old Master Chu, you can wake up now," Ling Zhenfei said softly, patting Chu San's shoulder.

During the treatment, Chu San had been in a light slumber. Startled by Ling Zhenfei's call, he quickly opened his eyes.

"Mr. Ling, what are you doing here?" Chu San exclaimed in surprise upon seeing Ling Zhenfei.

"Father, this Mr. Ling Zhenfei is a Divine Doctor. He has just treated your illness. How do you feel now? Can you see clearly? Can you hear clearly?" someone explained to Chu San from the side.

"I can hear and see clearly. My eyes haven't felt this clear and comfortable for a long time. Divine Doctor Ling, I owe you so much. I really don't know how to thank you enough," Chu San said, very excited, expressing his profound gratitude to Ling Zhenfei.

"Mr. Chu, please don't be so formal. We are somewhat acquainted after all. I will certainly provide any help I can. Your eye condition is an old ailment. In a moment, I'll write a few prescriptions for traditional medicine. After you return home, continue to take them to prevent the condition from recurring and worsening."

"Alright, Divine Doctor Ling, I will follow your advice. I'm sorry about the misunderstanding yesterday. Had I known you were a divine doctor, it wouldn't have led to so much trouble. I am really ashamed," Chu San said, recalling the previous day's events.

"Old Master, let's not speak of past issues anymore. Your health is most important. Take good care of yourself."

At that moment, Chen Dafu stepped out to take a phone call, and Ling Zhenfei took the opportunity to inform Chu Yu of Chu San's medical precautions and dietary restrictions.

No sooner had he finished speaking, than Chen Dafu returned with a concerned look. He whispered to Ling Zhenfei, "Divine Doctor Ling, there's been an accident."

Ling Zhenfei was stunned for a moment, "What's with all these troubles? Mr. Chu is your friend. Surely, it's not another friend of yours that's in trouble?"

Chen Dafu shook his head hastily and said, "It's not a friend of mine. It's Jiang Ming, Old Master Jiang, whom we visited yesterday. I just received a call from Jiang Ming saying his father is in critical condition and is urging you to hurry over."

Ling Zhenfei laughed, "Am I a dog to them? They call me over when needed, and chase me away when not. To hell with it, I don't want to go."

Upon hearing Ling Zhenfei's response, even Chen Dafu felt a bit embarrassed.

After all, the words Jiang Ming had said yesterday were quite offensive, and anyone would find it hard to tolerate such mockery, let alone a Divine Doctor like Ling Zhenfei.

No capable person would tolerate such abuse. To be humiliated publicly one day and then asked for help the next, who would think they were? No one could tolerate such indignity.

"But they said they could offer more money?" Chen Dafu hesitated as he spoke.

Ling Zhenfei laughed, "Do you think I'm someone who lacks that bit of money? Director Chen, you don't have to feel awkward. Just say I'm not available, that'll do."

"But..." Chen Dafu still hesitated.

"There are no 'buts.' I simply don't want to treat him." Ling Zhenfei's attitude was very firm; he had yet to fully calm down from his anger.

Chen Dafu came over to Ling Zhenfei and said, "Zhenfei, you mustn't act on impulse. You're not young anymore, and I've told you about Jiang Ming's family situation."

Upon hearing this, Ling Zhenfei was taken aback, "What do you mean?"

Chen Dafu said, "We certainly don't care about that kind of person, but there's a saying, 'A higher ranking official can crush you.' We don't need to go looking for trouble ourselves."

At that moment, Ling Zhenfei also came to realize that the words he had just spoken were indeed a bit immature. He was not afraid of offending people, but what about his Xishan Manor?

With Xishan Manor expanding its scale more and more, it was bound to encounter myriad problems as he had anticipated. If he made an enemy of Jiang Ming over such an issue now...

In the later stages, Jiang Ming could easily cause him severe losses by finding just a small issue to exploit. It would be better to take this opportunity to garner some leverage for himself.

Seeing Ling Zhenfei's hesitation, Chen Dafu knew his words had taken effect and continued, "Why not take the chance to ask for more money or some other forms of leverage? It would be beneficial for us as well."

Ling Zhenfei nodded and said, "Alright, since Director Chen has thought it through, let's do as you have suggested."

Chen Dafu was an old hand, often dealing with Jianghu matters, and was certainly skilled at handling such situations. Entrusting this to Chen Dafu was undoubtedly going to be advantageous.

Not to mention that Chen Dafu also wanted to benefit from Jiang Ming, so he definitely wouldn't let Jiang Ming off easily.

Chen Dafu nodded and said with a sly look, "Leave it to me."

After these words, Chen Dafu walked out with great confidence, apparently going to deal with Jiang Ming's matter.

"Divine Doctor Ling, really, thank you. If you're busy, please go ahead, we can handle this. I've taken note of all the precautions you mentioned earlier."

At that moment, Chu Yu's attitude toward Ling Zhenfei had undergone a complete one-eighty-degree turn, even the look in her eyes when she saw Ling Zhenfei had changed, filled with admiration.

Ling Zhenfei checked on Chu San's condition, then said, "Alright, if anything comes up, just give me a call."

"Certainly, Mr. Ling." Chu Yu nodded happily.

Ling Zhenfei thought no further and turned to leave, heading out of the sickroom.

It was then that he saw Chen Dafu on the phone in the hallway outside.

"President Jiang, this is a difficult matter, you see. The words you said yesterday upset Ling Zhenfei. I hadn't even started speaking when he hung up on me."

Hearing this, Ling Zhenfei knew that Chen Dafu was using this tactic to negotiate with Jiang Ming.

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