Although both elders were shocked at this point, they saw Ling Zhenfei intently inserting needles to treat the patient and dared not disturb him. They all stood aside, holding their breath, silently watching Ling Zhenfei compete with the Grim Reaper in what was almost a final contest.

Clearly, Ling Zhenfei's Medical Arts were astonishing. After he swiftly inserted a series of needles, all the medical staff in the emergency room were amazed to find that the patient's electrocardiogram, which had almost gone silent, was slowly starting to show a pulse again.

Of course, the electrocardiogram was only a machine, but everyone could visibly observe that the patient, who had been on the brink of death, was now gradually regaining vitality. The previously pale complexion was also visibly returning to life.

"It's done!"

Ling Zhenfei's needle insertion looked effortless, but it secretly consumed a lot of his Inner Strength. By the time he had finished, beads of sweat were rolling down his forehead like raindrops.

"Xiao Ling, here!"

Apart from being astonished, Old Qiao also noticed the hard work Ling Zhenfei had put in and quickly handed him a towel to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"Thank you, Old Qiao."

Ling Zhenfei thanked Old Qiao, wiped off the sweat with the towel, and then said to Old Qiao and Chen Xianghe, "Gentlemen, I have merely used acupuncture to control the condition of the injuries. The subsequent surgical cleanup of the wounds will need your careful attention!"

It was known that Ling Zhenfei's acupuncture treatment might seem simple, but it was actually the most critical part of the entire procedure. If not for his use of the Silver Needle Transfixion Technique to sustain the patient's breath and extend their vitality, the patient would have likely been claimed by the Grim Reaper's scythe!

"Boss Ling… you must be… the one who... that night, the person who saved a life... was it you?"

Chen Xianghe, who had been watching Ling Zhenfei complete the acupuncture without blinking, only came back to his senses after the procedure was done. His mouth agape in astonishment, he was so excited that he could hardly speak.

Ever since learning of the mysterious doctor who had saved the patient with the Condensing Qi into Needle technique, Chen Xianghe had held boundless admiration for the enigmatic young physician.

However, what he could not even dare to dream was that Ling Zhenfei was actually that mysterious doctor?

"Haha, Old Chen, go ahead with the surgery!"

In response to Chen Xianghe's question, Ling Zhenfei merely smiled faintly, neither confirming nor denying, his entire being exuding an air of enigma that was difficult to fathom.

"Boss Ling…"

As Chen Xianghe persisted with his questions, Old Qiao recovered from his surprise and hurriedly gave him a look, pulling him aside and saying, "Hurry, the patient's follow-up surgery is also crucial. Let's start working!"

"But..."

As Chen Xianghe watched Ling Zhenfei's figure slowly leave the emergency room and wanted to say more, Old Qiao had already pulled him to the operating table…

After Ling Zhenfei's Silver Needle Transfixion Technique, the subsequent surgical procedure was much easier.

Old Qiao and Chen Xianghe carefully treated the patient's damaged organs and cleaned the wounds. Seeing the patient's breathing remain stable, they finally stepped out of the emergency room, relieved.

No sooner had the two elders stepped out of the emergency room than they were surrounded by anxious family members inquiring about the patient's condition. Upon hearing that the patient was out of danger, they continuously knelt down to thank the elders.

Watching Ling Zhenfei as he sat calmly in the chair beside him, smiling serenely at himself, Old Qiao and Chen Xianghe inexplicably felt a simultaneous surge of embarrassment.

After all, had it not been for the timely response of Ling Zhenfei, they would have been truly helpless in this emergency.

By this time, Qin Fanghuai had already fetched two bottles of Maotai and had been waiting at the hotel for half a day. Not seeing Ling Zhenfei and the others arrive, he urgently called to hurry them along.

Having gone through the surgery, both Old Qiao and Chen Xianghe were both tired and hungry, so they headed to the hotel with Ling Zhenfei.

On the way, Chen Xianghe attempted several times to confirm the incident of saving the person that night from Ling Zhenfei, but Ling Zhenfei seemed reluctant to discuss it, only offering a noncommittal smile.

Chen Xianghe wanted to press further, but Old Qiao, having determined that Ling Zhenfei was definitely that mysterious doctor, felt it was inappropriate to press the issue since Ling Zhenfei wouldn't admit it, and he kept signaling Chen Xianghe with his eyes to drop the subject.

Upon reaching the hotel, Qin Fanghuai had the hotel staff reheat the dishes and serve them again. The four of them chatted while they ate, enjoying themselves immensely.

During the meal, no one mentioned their achievements in traditional Chinese medicine. Although Old Qiao and Chen Xianghe were incredibly curious, they refrained from asking since Ling Zhenfei did not bring it up.

Nevertheless, Ling Zhenfei was not idle at all and managed to settle all matters regarding the collaborative ornamental fish breeding project with Old Qiao during the meal.

After the meal, Old Qiao wanted to return to rest. After saying goodbye to Ling Zhenfei and Chen Xianghe, Qin Fanghuai drove him back.

Watching Qin Fanghuai drive away, Ling Zhenfei prepared to leave as well, but Chen Xianghe was still preoccupied with whether Ling Zhenfei was the mysterious doctor. Wanting to ask again, Ling Zhenfei, at a loss for words, simply brushed him off with a casual remark and almost fled the hotel.

Though still without confirmation, Chen Xianghe's conviction in his speculation grew even stronger. Suddenly, a brainwave struck him, he pulled out his phone, and took a quick photo of Ling Zhenfei's retreating figure, then hurriedly hailed a taxi to return to the city hospital.

After all, the couple injured that night were still hospitalized, and the wife had seen Ling Zhenfei. By showing her the photo of Ling Zhenfei, he would immediately confirm whether Ling Zhenfei was indeed the one who rendered aid that night, wouldn't he?

As Ling Zhenfei left the hotel and was about to meet with Fatty to discuss the preparations for the ornamental fish breeding base, his phone rang at the perfect moment.

Glancing at the caller ID, Ling Zhenfei couldn't help but feel surprised. It was Jiang Hao on the line.

Jiang Hao was someone Ling Zhenfei really trusted, having assigned him to protect Yang Zixuan discreetly. His sudden call raised the worry that something might have happened to Yang Zixuan.

Though Yang Zixuan wasn't the one he was most attached to, Ling Zhenfei always had a soft spot for the delicate woman.

The subtle affection between them was unspoken and enigmatic. Moreover, knowing that Du Kongting couldn't attack him directly, he had vented his anger on Yang Zixuan. How could Ling Zhenfei let her suffer on his behalf?

"Brother Jiang, what's happened? Is Zi Xuan..." Ling Zhenfei, concerned for Yang Zixuan's safety, asked Jiang Hao urgently as soon as the call connected.

"Young Master Ling, no need to worry. I've been protecting Miss Yang discreetly these days. Miss Yang is fine, but there have been some minor personnel changes at Lin Corporation, and I thought it best to report them to you."

Through the phone, Jiang Hao's voice remained calm and reassuring, sharing his concerns with Ling Zhenfei.

"Oh, what changes?"

Ling Zhenfei had been busy with his own affairs lately and hadn't kept up with the happenings at Lin's, nor had he been in touch with Lin Yuluo for quite some time. Now suddenly hearing of personnel changes at Lin's through Jiang Hao, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

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