After about forty-five minutes, Chen Fei felt he had mostly recovered. He treated Elder Liu's other arm, then used the technique of guiding the silver needles with his Qi to stabilize the toxins in his body. Finally, after writing out a few follow-up herbal prescriptions, he considered his work a success.
"Elder Liu, take these prescriptions. Just go ho and prepare the dicine according to the instructions. One prescription is one course of treatnt, and each course lasts from three to five days—it's all noted on them. In less than half a month at most, the residual Fire Poison in your body should be completely cleansed. After that, just take so supplents to replenish your qi and blood, and you'll be fine," Chen Fei said with a light smile after washing his hands. He had written the prescriptions with fluid, cursive strokes.
"I really do feel much better! Both my arms have gained a lot of strength, and those dark red spots have faded significantly," Elder Liu Zhou said excitedly, waving his arms vigorously.
"See, Old Liu? I told you Doctor Chen was a highly skilled physician. Now you believe , don't you?" Xu Zhenxing laughed happily. As a nationally recognized master of traditional Chinese dicine, he may not have been able to cure the strange illness, but he certainly had the expertise to recognize genuine improvent. He could tell the affliction had truly gotten better.
"I believe it, I believe it. Doctor Chen is simply Hua Tuo reincarnated!" Elder Liu Zhou said with deep admiration.
"Doctor Chen, you are truly amazing, a modern-day Hua Tuo with peerless dical skills. I was blind to not recognize your greatness before and presud to judge you. I am truly sorry!" Liu Cheng, seeing his father's strange illness was genuinely improving, imdiately bowed and apologized to Chen Fei with sincere respect.
At this point, he could no longer doubt Chen Fei's dical skills. This was simply Hua Tuo reincarnated, his dical skill peerless.
"You're too polite, Mr. Liu. I can understand why you were so worried, since it's your father who is ill. You couldn't take his condition lightly, could you? Now that it's all in the past, let's not ntion it again," Chen Fei replied with a smile, not making a big deal of it.
Hearing Chen Fei's willingness to let bygones be bygones, Liu Cheng felt even more guilty. He quickly pulled out his wallet, took out a bank card, and offered it respectfully. "Doctor Chen, please take this as paynt. You went to such great lengths to treat my father. Please don't refuse."
With that, he practically forced the card into Chen Fei's hand. Chen Fei reflexively tried to refuse.
"Ah, Doctor Chen, this young man may not have many other skills, but he's better at making money than most. This is a token of his sincerity, so please accept it," Dr. Xu chid in from the side. He knew his old classmate's son was wealthy and could easily afford it.
"Yes, Doctor Chen. If you hadn't cured my bizarre illness, I don't know what I would have done. This is just a small gesture. Please, accept it," Elder Liu Zhou also urged earnestly.
"Uh, alright then." Hearing this, Chen Fei stopped refusing.
Afterward, Chen Fei chatted with Elder Liu Zhou about other matters and discussed traditional Chinese dicine techniques with Dr. Xu. The sky gradually darkened, and as closing ti arrived, Elder Liu Zhou and Liu Cheng left first. Chen Fei then bid Dr. Xu farewell and departed from the city hospital.
DING! DING!
Just as he left the hospital and boarded a bus heading toward the California Garden Grand Hotel, his phone buzzed twice. It was a text ssage. He opened it and saw it was from Dr. Xu.
It contained the PIN for the card Liu Cheng had given him, as well as the balance...
"Five... five million!?"
Chen Fei stamred, feeling his brow twitch in disbelief.
While he had expected the amount to be generous, five million was far beyond anything he had anticipated. It was astonishing.
Did I just beco rich overnight? Chen Fei shook his head helplessly, a wry smile forming on his lips.
He certainly felt the dical fee was excessive. However, since they had gone to such lengths to hide the PIN and the amount from him until the very end, it was clear they were worried he would refuse. There was no point in dwelling on it further.
After all, his mindset was completely different now. Five million might have been an astronomical figure to his forr self, but now, it was just a number.
If nothing else, the Supre VIP Card Gao Zhinan had given him could draw thirty million from the Vast Sea Group.
「A few days later」
Just as Chen Fei, bored out of his mind, was planning to sign up for driving lessons, a massive storm erupted in the political arena of Northern Mountain City.
Two prominent officials were targeted. The first was Luo Qiang, Director of the Public Security Bureau of the High Tech Startup Zone, a man with great promise for advancing to the upper echelons of the city's bureau. The second was Xuu Bo, Deputy Director of the Northern Mountain City Public Security Bureau, who had high hopes of succeeding the retiring Political Commissar.
Both n were taken away at nearly the sa ti by personnel from the City and even Provincial Discipline Inspection Commissions, whether during a al with subordinates or while resting in their offices. In addition, another one or two influential figures in Northern Mountain City's political circles were also taken away.
Almost all these individuals had one thing in common: they were part of the faction led by Mo Cheng, the Municipal Party Secretary. This sent a wave of panic through the city.
Director Luo Qiang, Deputy Director Xuu Bo, and the other powerful figures were all major players in the officialdom of Northern Mountain City and, more importantly, they were all Secretary Mo's n. It wasn't hard for people to speculate that sothing catastrophic had happened.
After all, Secretary Mo Cheng was the undisputed top leader in Northern Mountain City's political world, a man who could cover the sky with one hand. His power had even overshadowed the forr governor who had concurrently served as Deputy Party Secretary. Now that the old mayor had been promoted and transferred away, there was practically no one left who could challenge him.
So what was happening now?
"CRACK! Damn it, how could this happen?"
In a luxurious residential complex in the Silver Beach Area of Northern Mountain City, a balding, middle-aged man nearing his fifties slamd his hand on a table and shot up from his seat, his face contorted with rage after taking a phone call.
This man was none other than Mo Cheng, the Municipal Party Secretary of Northern Mountain City, who was rumored to be powerful enough to blot out the sky. Furthermore, he was not rely the secretary of an Earth Level city; he also held a concurrent position in the Jiangnan Province Party Committee, a far more intimidating title.
"Dad, what's wrong? What happened to make you so angry?" a young man in flashy clothes with dyed-blond hair asked from the living room, hearing his father slam the table.
This young man was Mo Cheng's son, Mo Yan.
"Your Uncle Xuu and Uncle Ye have been arrested," Mo Cheng said, his voice laced with venom and fury.
"What?"
It was Mo Yan's turn to be dumbfounded.
Of course, he knew who his father ant by Uncle Xuu and Uncle Ye. One was the Deputy Director of the Public Security Bureau, and the other was the Deputy Director of the Education Bureau. Both were considered key figures in his father's Direct Lineage.
But now, both of them had been arrested? How was that possible? Had sothing huge happened?
Suddenly, Mo Cheng's phone rang. He answered it to a sobbing voice on the other end. "Secretary Mo, it's ! Please, call the provincial leaders quickly. The Provincial Discipline Inspection Commission just took Old Zhou from his ho!"
"What? Old Zhou... I understand!"
Mo Cheng shuddered involuntarily, his expression turning extrely grim.
He knew exactly who "Old Zhou" was: Zhou Zhuo, the Vice-Mayor he had personally grood and promoted in recent years. He never imagined his opponents would dare to move against even one of his own Direct Lineage at the Vice-Mayor level. He was beginning to realize that the situation was far more severe than he had thought. This was a ferocious assault.
"Dad!" Mo Yan's voice trembled as he saw his father's face, as dark as stormy waters. A hint of panic crept into his expression.
In Northern Mountain, his father was arguably the most powerful man, the undisputed top leader in politics. But now, soone dared to target his father's key n, the very people he respectfully called 'uncle'. The implication was terrifyingly clear.
Could soone really be trying to take down the Mo Family, to take down his father, Mo Cheng? His father was the Party Secretary of Northern Mountain City! Even looking across the entire Jiangnan Province, he was an incredibly powerful figure!
Wait, could it be...
"Shut up! Just worry about yourself. This is adult business; you don't need to be concerned," Mo Cheng snapped irritably, leaving the study with a dark, brooding expression.
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