The brawny middle-aged man was stunned to hear this. He was the leader of the group this ti. When Li Shishi initially agreed to the inspection, he showed no expression on his face, but his heart was full of pride—indeed, so young.
That’s right, he actually thought this: we can co for an inspection today, and in a couple of days, we can co back for another one.
They had never given up on probing the secret of cancer treatnt from Luohua, and they even knew that a mysterious white butterfly often appeared at the rehabilitation center.
According to rumors, Luohua was sowhat peculiar. They had even witnessed so feats that seed like cultivators’ skills, but if anyone claid that the butterfly could cure cancer—well, such people would be sent to a ntal institution in no ti, right?
Anyhow, since they changed the treatnt location this ti, they thought of trying to inspect the various facilities at the care center—which wasn’t an unreasonable request, as it’s sensitive information. Even if Feng Jun and Yang Yuxin were present, they could just refuse.
It turned out those two weren’t there, and Li Shishi agreed. This was a great thing—for future inspections, everyone could secretly install so monitoring equipnt while the care center was not paying attention.
However, after a while, Director Li realized what was going on and even acknowledged it, which put people in a difficult position.
If she hadn’t agreed from the beginning, it wouldn’t have mattered, and things would have passed—Luohua being unreasonable wasn’t a new thing.
But they had barely inspected a tenth of it when they called it off. This was a blatant slap in the face, and it would have been better to refuse from the start.
A middle-aged woman ca over—also here to save the situation. She spoke amiably, "Director Li, you’ve realized the necessity of the inspection. Since we’re halfway, why not finish it?"
Li Shishi shook her head decisively, "I didn’t think it through initially, now I announce that you must stop the inspection."
The brawny man spoke again—playing the bad cop, "You’re doing this on purpose, right? Stopping halfway through, aren’t we becoming a joke in front of others?"
"I’ll give you ten seconds to stop all inspections," Li Shishi said expressionlessly, "Otherwise, all your people will leave, we’ll refund all the care fees... cooperation terminated!"
The brawny middle-aged man could no longer stay out of it, "Do you think Boss Feng knows what you’re saying?"
Li Shishi took out her mobile phone and opened the stopwatch function, "I’m in charge here. The tir starts now, ten, nine, eight..."
Once the countdown started, there was no room for negotiation, and a fla leapt in the burly man’s eyes, apparently tempted to attack Li Shishi—a little girl really taking herself seriously?
Li Shishi continued the countdown while eyeing him sideways with indifference on her face.
Her skills weren’t remarkable, but she had talismans, including a storage talisman that could draw out a weapon, a blazing fla talisman, and a water arrow talisman that could be used even at her nascent cultivation stage—the latter was crafted by Zhang Caixin.
Her indifference was genuine confidence, not a pretense.
From the energy flow, the brawny man also sensed her fearlessness. When he thought about it further, he noticed she had emanated an inexplicable aura that seed capable of hurting him.
He found this feeling incredible, though he never really intended to get physical—acting on such impulse would be a serious mistake. He could claim righteous indignation, but striking a young girl was simply excessive.
If he attacked the girl and failed... he couldn’t imagine the consequences.
The order to halt the inspection was passed within ten seconds. Though so inspectors erged from the rooms after fifteen or twenty seconds, Li Shishi generously overlooked it.
Xu Xiaofu, watching from the sidelines, was dumbfounded. These people wielded professional inspection equipnt and operated with synchronized precision, never uttering a word, as if they were a single, well-oiled machine.
Anyone with common sense could guess they were associated with so unspeakable figures.
Director Li was right—she was truly the person in charge of confidentiality affairs here.
And even such type of existence, she confronted head-on, making Xu Xiaofu realize he was rely a frog in a well—fortunately, they ignored a minor figure like him.
Even though the stalwart middle-aged man backed down, he harbored significant resentnt and phoned in a complaint.
However, deep down, he knew no one would stand up for him, but not making the call felt too stifling.
The brawny man took the opportunity to sidle up to Li Shishi and spoke quietly, "Director Xiao Li, whose martial arts are you cultivating? Your presence is rather strong."
Li Shishi glanced at him and replied softly, "I don’t practice martial arts. I practice cultivation."
The brawny man, having encountered many religious individuals, was immune to such remarks. He whispered back, "Cultivation... ha, standing this close, if I attacked, could you dodge?"
Li Shishi looked around, noticing no one was paying attention. She flipped her wrist, a high-voltage electric rod aid at the man’s waist.
The man’s muscles suddenly twitched—an instinctive reaction, the strong muscle mory enough to make him instantly launch a counterattack.
Fortunately, he knew what he was doing, forcibly stopping the counterattack. His muscles twitched briefly, then he laughed, "Alright, that was impressive, but I didn’t fight back... if I had, you wouldn’t even have a chance to press the switch."
Xiao Li’s wrist trembled again, and the electric rod vanished instantly, just as mysteriously as when it appeared.
Then she glanced at him disdainfully, "I didn’t go all out either; Cultivation is about playing with Talismans."
After saying that, she walked away leisurely, not bothering to take him seriously at all.
The burly man stood there stunned for quite a while, then smiled bitterly and shook his head helplessly—different circles, why force a rge?
On the day Feng Jun moved into Unit Seven, he actually did co to the Rehabilitation Center, but not to see cancer patients; instead, he ca to treat Boss Feng’s mother for rheumatoid arthritis.
This illness doesn’t have any particularly effective dication, especially chronic rheumatoid arthritis, which is usually treated conservatively. If it can be controlled without further worsening, that’s considered good.
Feng Jun obtained a Blue Leaf Pearl from the Bewildering Soul Forest, a plant regarded as a Natural Treasure even in the mobile phone realm, with multiple uses, including a miraculous treatnt for rheumatoid arthritis.
He acquired the Blue Leaf Pearl quite a while ago, but due to various reasons, had never had the chance to treat Teacher i’s mother’s illness. This ti, with the establishnt of the Rehabilitation Center, he could finally help Boss Feng fulfill this wish.
i’s mother is actually not very old, only in her fifties, two years older than Feng Jun’s mother Zhang Junyi, dressed elegantly and cleanly, looking not too old. One can vaguely see about seventy percent of Boss Feng’s resemblance; she must have been quite a beauty in her youth.
However, her overall spirit isn’t very good; her deanor is sowhat obscure and lacks vigor.
This was Feng Jun’s first eting with her. The elderly woman was originally sitting by the bed chatting with her daughter, but when he entered, she stood up, though her expression was cold as she nodded, "Hello, Doctor Feng."
Feng Jun knew the old lady held a grudge against him, but that couldn’t be helped. He couldn’t expect everyone to follow his train of thought—after all, isn’t the world colorful precisely because everyone is an independent individual?
Thus, he smiled and nodded, "Hello, Aunt Chen. I’ve heard about your rheumatoid arthritis for a long ti and have been asking friends to keep an eye out. Finally, I managed to obtain a specialty dication. It’s quite rare and costly, so if the treatnt works well, please don’t ntion it to others."
Aunt Chen had complex feelings about Feng Jun. She knew her daughter married soone who wasn’t great, not to ntion his misconduct during the marriage and the tense relationship with her daughter, yet she didn’t advocate divorce.
Her daughter was fine, the son-in-law’s fault wasn’t too big, so whose fault was it? Just those who enticed her daughter, surely.
Now observing, she found the young man’s appearance and speech to be nice, reportedly quite wealthy, and had a good attitude towards herself.
She truly felt a bit conflicted, unsure how to interact with this young man—after all, he was going to treat her illness.
But hearing Feng Jun’s words, she couldn’t help herself and retorted with a sarcastic smile, "Pretty rare... must be expensive, right?"
"Yes, it’s very expensive," Feng Jun nodded readily, "and it’s not sothing money can easily buy."
The Blue Leaf Pearl’s price in the mobile phone realm is also several hundred spirit coins; let alone on Earth, where it’s not even available.
Aunt Chen asked seriously, "Then what do you plan to charge?"
Feng Jun thought the old lady was speaking rather ambiguously, so he couldn’t help but glance at Boss Feng—what’s going on?
Director i knew her mother’s temper, thinking she was taking advantage by associating with Elder Feng, so she could only respond with a smile, "If Boss Feng were charging, this dicine wouldn’t be coming our way... Don’t worry about the cost."
"I definitely need to clarify this. I’ve never taken advantage of others. I can’t let others mock for being stingy at my age, can I?" Aunt Chen’s face turned solemn, "So explain clearly... I won’t die even if my rheumatoid arthritis isn’t treated."
Boss Feng’s expression also turned cold, "Mom, will you ever stop? We’ve explained everything to you; it’s to treat your illness, not to harm you. Can we talk at ho instead?"
Occasionally, she would talk back at ho but rarely in front of outsiders. This ti she was genuinely anxious—whether her mother could distinguish right from wrong wasn’t the issue, but what was Feng Jun going through all this trouble for? He was giving you precious dicine to treat your illness, and you’re being difficult?
In her eyes, her parents’ marriage was a failure; her father never understood life, acted too wilfully, but her mother was also responsible—her temper was too strange.
Aunt Chen looked at her daughter with surprise. Her daughter’s retorting wasn’t unexpected—she had been assertive since childhood, but to do so in front of outsiders was truly rare.
Anyway, she took the offered step, nodded, and said expressionlessly, "Alright, we can discuss it later at ho."
Watching the scene, Feng Jun really wanted to roll his eyes: Elderly woman, with your temper, if it weren’t for Boss Feng, I honestly wouldn’t bother.
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