Chapter 9: Rescue

Xiao Fan sat gently on the luxurious leather sofa

After hearing Yin Zhengzhong's reprimand, Chen Guo finally understood that the disparity in strength between himself and the other party was indeed too great, completely on different levels. Even when Elder Yin made a move, he was at a disadvantage after just one strike, let alone himself, Chen Laoqi.

Chen Guo's eyes immediately sparkled with excitement as he said, "Mr. Xiao, what did you say? A private discussion?"

Xiao Fan took it and examined it carefully, a look of surprise flashing across his face

Well

She is not a room service attendant; she is a service staff member in the trading hall. She witnessed the explosive scene just now with her own eyes

Chen Guo nodded repeatedly, reaching into his jacket pocket to take out a piece of paper. The fresh blood dripping from his hand stained his neat, high-end shirt terribly, but he paid no attention to it.

The old man with a knife in his wrist hoarsely shouted out.

six coins

Master Chen Qi, such a formidable character, surprisingly lacks even the ability to defend himself

Seventh Master

One must have hope in life

Chen Guo hurriedly extended her left hand and placed it on the intricately carved marble coffee table

After so many years in the martial world, today I have finally witnessed what it truly means to be a top-notch expert

Chen Guo hastily bandaged his hands, the blood staining the cloth strips a deep red. At this moment, there was no time to consider anything else. Moreover, Xiao Fan had made it clear that to treat his illness, bloodletting was one of the methods. Although Chen Guo was not particularly well-versed in medical theory, he could see that the blood flowing from his palm was faintly tinged with purple, rather than the bright red or dark red typical of ordinary people. It was evident that this was due to the accumulation of toxic blood.

Xiao Fan said: "Boss Chen, to treat the poison from Yan Luo's hand, letting blood from the palm is indeed one of the treatment methods. A simple bandage will suffice, no need to rush to stop the bleeding"

Yin Zhengzhong interjected, saying: "I have seen this prescription. Aside from the Wuyang wood, the other herbs do not seem to have significant issues..."

Xiao Fan spoke, his wrist twisting, and a cold gleam flickered between his fingers, revealing three glistening small knives. The knives were shaped like willow leaves, resembling silver needles used in acupuncture, yet they were indeed willow leaf knives, crafted with exquisite precision; upon closer inspection, it was truly difficult to distinguish them.

Chen Guo had just calmed down a bit from the cold sweat, but it started to pour out again. He raised his hand to wipe it away and said, "Mr. Xiao, Miss Xin, this, this is not a prescription I created myself; it was passed down to me by my master a long time ago, and it was not even formulated by him..."

Chen Guo called out hurriedly

Yin Zhengzhong has arrived. Standing at the door, he does not enter, but with both hands clasped in a fist, he respectfully says: "Mr. Xiao, may I be permitted to listen in?"

Xiao Fan gently waved his hand to stop him, and after a moment of contemplation, said: "Boss Chen, your condition is several degrees more serious than that of Brother Deng Tongtian. Brother Deng has suffered from excessive supplementation, but his constitution is stronger than yours. Treating his illness is relatively easier. In your case, if there is no Wuyang wood, it is indeed very difficult to cure completely"

The beautiful waitress hurriedly served the esteemed guest with fragrant tea. It was evident that she was quite nervous; not only were her arms trembling while brewing the tea, but her entire body was gently shaking.

Ah, of course, of course, it's convenient, convenient...

Xin Lin's expression remained calm and tranquil, her slender wrist gripping the sword showed not a hint of tremor, as if the recent struggle and the bloodshed before her were merely some kind of illusion, failing to stir even the slightest ripple in her heart

Chen Guo raised his hand, and the waiter immediately retreated. With the books.

Please, please, Mr. Xiao, Miss Xin, please take a seat

Chen Guo let out a bitter laugh, enduring the waves of intense pain in his palm, as beads of cold sweat emerged on his forehead

Xin Lin's wrist trembled slightly, and the extremely thin and slender sword was swiftly drawn back from Chen Guo's hands. With another slight shake, the sword began to vibrate rapidly like a steel wire. In an instant, the blood droplets on the blade were shaken off completely, leaving the sword gleaming with a cold light, pristine and unblemished, not a trace of blood to be found.

Chen Guo was immediately put in an awkward position, yet he did not dare to speak up in rebuttal

Xin Lin still stood quietly by the side, the extremely thin and delicate sword had already vanished, and it was unknown where she had concealed it

Chen Guo let out a loud cry, retreating several steps until his back was against the door of the trading hall, finally stabilizing himself. Looking at his blood-soaked palms, he felt momentarily at a loss.

Xiao Fan extended three fingers, gently placing them on Chen Guo's pulse point, concentrating on the diagnosis. After a moment, he switched to Chen Guo's right hand, his brows slightly furrowing, and his expression became noticeably serious

Ah, very well, very well

General Yin Zhengzhong placed his cane by the door, stepped forward quickly, and slightly inclined his body towards Xiao Fan before taking his seat

Xiao Fanke spoke politely, always maintaining respect for an elder like Yin Zhengzhong

Old Yin, the biggest issue with this prescription lies in the dosage of Wuyangmu. Boss Chen, could you share with us how this prescription came about?

At that moment, the sound of "ding-dong" echoed at the door

Chen Guo hurriedly recounted the origins of this prescription to Xiao Fan

Just now, life and death hung by a thread, and Master Chen Qi was drenched in cold sweat, yet he remained resolute, not losing an ounce of his heroic demeanor. Now, suddenly seeing a turning point, even the composed Chen He - Tu - Shu Qi could no longer maintain his calm.

Quick, call the doctor

More than ten burly men, who were in a chaotic state at the entrance, could not help but grip their knives tightly as they saw Xiao Fan walking over slowly. However, they all made way, their gazes towards the two mixed with awe and an indescribable fear.

Unexpectedly, the situation is so unfavorable, yet Chen Guo remains steadfast without retreating even a step. One cannot help but wonder just how important that so-called Wuyang wood is to him.

Chen Guo's heart immediately sank, and she trembled as she asked, "Mr. Xiao, my illness..."

Xin Lin took the prescription, glanced at it lightly, and coldly said: "Six qian of Wuyang wood. If you take this medicine and do not die, then there will be no dead people in this world"

This is the only time he has shown such an expression tonight; at all other times, he seems to remain as calm as ever. It even raises doubts about his true age, suggesting that he is not a young man in his twenties, but rather some sort of old monster skilled in maintaining his appearance.

Mr. Xiao, it is my lack of discernment that has offended a person of great stature. I, Chen, sincerely apologize to you. However, Mr. Xiao, if you were to leave just like this, it would be better to kill me with a single sword strike. Sooner or later, death will come; it is better to die swiftly!

Xiao Fan slowly stepped forward, standing side by side with Xin Lin, gazing at the trickle of faintly purple, foul-smelling blood flowing continuously from the blade. With a slight furrow of his brows, he softly said: "Boss Chen, while the Yanluo medicine is indeed extraordinarily powerful, it must be used gradually and not excessively. You have already fallen into obsession."

This is a handwritten prescription, the original manuscript of which has long been framed by Chen Guo and stored in a safe. It dates back to the Republic of China period, when the old master obtained it from a reclusive expert. Decades have passed, and if it had not been properly preserved, it would likely have been rendered unrecognizable by insects and rodents.

After remaining silent for a long time, Shen Lin suddenly spoke up, her tone filled with disdain, and her words left no room for politeness

Xin Lin stood between him and Xiao Fan

The crowd was astonished

The door of the presidential suite was gently closed from the outside

The presidential suite of the Qingyuan Grand Hotel is no less impressive than those of renowned five-star hotels, characterized by its luxury, spaciousness, and resplendent decor

Xiao Fan smiled and nodded gently, saying, "Please come in, Elder Yin"

Chen Guo said repeatedly, filled with hope

In fact, the glinting tip of the sword was less than seven inches from his neck; with a slight exertion of strength, Xin Lin would immediately create a third wound on his body.

Xin Lin quietly followed behind, her steps light and unobtrusive.

Gail, take a look.

Yet a chilling sensation surged from Chen Guo's tailbone, quickly spreading throughout his limbs and bones, even causing him to forget the intense pain in the palms of his hands. He had no doubt that as long as he or any of his subordinates made any further movements, the sword piercing through his palm would unhesitatingly penetrate his throat

In recent years, Chen Guo has been seeking medical advice and treatment. With someone as experienced as Yin Zhengzhong by his side, it is impossible not to consult him. Strictly speaking, Yin Zhengzhong is not a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, but a pharmacist. However, there is a clear distinction between traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine; in the Western medical field, physicians and pharmacists are entirely different, and it is difficult for one to substitute for the other. Traditional Chinese medicine is different; a pharmacist well-versed in pharmacology is often also a very competent traditional Chinese medicine practitioner.

A look of surprise flashed briefly across Xiao Fan's face as he handed the prescription to Xin Lin, who was standing nearby

Several subordinates rushed forward, one of them took off his shirt and tore it into strips with a "shh shh" sound, clumsily bandaging Chen Guo's wound.

Alright, alright, actually it is like this...

Xiao Fan smiled and shook his head slightly

Yes, that's right. I also have the herb Wuyangmu listed on my prescription... Mr. Xiao, I don't need much, six qian will be enough, six qian of Wuyangmu, that's exactly how it's written on the prescription...

"Old Seven, shut up!"

Xiao Fan pondered for a moment and said, "Boss Chen, let's talk privately."

"Six Qian Wuyang Wood? How could you possibly be worthy of Six Qian Wuyang Wood?"

Xiao Fan nodded slightly and stepped forward

Boss Chen, let me take your pulse first

Xiao Fan let out a gentle sigh and said, "Jia'er"

Chen Guo gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you for your guidance"

Xiao Fan said, "Boss Chen, what kind of prescription is that? Would it be convenient for you to show it to me?"

Xiao Fan nodded and said, "Wuyang wood is indeed very rare; not many have heard of it, let alone those who have actually used it. The dosage of Wuyang wood is slightly on the heavy side, which is understandable. Overall, this prescription is very appropriate. As long as the dosage of Wuyang wood is reduced by half, it can be brewed according to the prescription... Mr. Chen, I will first stop the bleeding for you. If too much blood is drawn at once, it would be somewhat excessive."

Seeing that Chen Guo remained resolute, Yin Zhengzhong became greatly anxious and let out a stern shout

Xiao Fan relaxed his two fingers and released Yin Zhengzhong's bull-headed cane

Yin Zhengzhong had never commented on Chen Guo's prescription, nor had he ever discussed anything related to Wuyangmu with him. This was because, throughout his life, Yin Zhengzhong had only heard about Wuyangmu occasionally during his early years wandering the rivers and lakes, and he was completely unaware of its properties and pharmacology, so he naturally would not casually bring it up with Chen Guo

Yin Zhengzhong stumbled, retreating two steps, his gaze towards Xiao Fan filled with both surprise and fear

Chen Guo could not see Xiao Fan; his words were directed at Xin Lin.

Mr. Xiao is indeed a master, and I, Chen, have overestimated my own abilities; however, I was left with no choice.

Hurry, hurry, go and open the presidential suite below... hurry...