"Finished eating."
Xiao Chen nodded and said, "You guys were a bit too exaggerated today. In the future, when I co here to eat, there’s no need for that.
I’m not that pretentious."
"Yes!"
Lin Qiao nodded.
"Alright, go about your business. I’ll walk around."
Xiao Chen waved his hand and walked out of Jianghu’s First Building.
The car had already been driven away by Jiang ng and Li Junyao.
He could only walk.
But strolling in the Jianghu era had a unique charm of its own.
It was as if he had traveled through ti, giving a highly imrsive feeling.
Moreover, walking on the road was a good ti to think about recent matters.
Although he didn’t consider the Shangqi Alliance a threat, taking them down gracefully still required so thought.
The Shangqi Alliance was deeply rooted in Longcheng.
If they were to fall, it would affect all industries in Longcheng.
It might even lead to the unemploynt of a large number of people in Longcheng.
Causing a martial artist riot.
So this matter must be handled carefully.
Building Chenhe Group was precisely to replace the Shangqi Alliance.
Ideally, it should be a perfect replacent.
That way, the Shangqi Alliance could be eradicated without causing imdiate negative consequences.
Longcheng is his territory; at the very least, he must ensure the safe developnt of Longcheng.
"Help, please save my grandpa!"
Suddenly, there was a cry ahead.
A group of people gathered there, seemingly due to so incident.
Xiao Chen walked forward, squeezing through the crowd to look inside.
On the ground lay an old man in his sixties, with eyes shut tightly and lips cyanotic.
He didn’t look well at all.
The girl held a dicine bottle, which seed to be a special dicine.
But apparently, after administering the dicine, it wasn’t effective.
The old man still didn’t wake up.
Several people wanted to lift the old man.
"Stop!"
Xiao Chen suddenly shouted, erging from the crowd: "Don’t move. He’s in a dangerous situation now, but at least he’s not dead yet. If you move him, it’s over.
Let take a look. I have a way."
Xiao Chen walked over.
He hadn’t treated soone in a long ti.
He actually missed this feeling.
After all, this is the Jianghu era, his territory; if soone dies here, it would be quite troubleso.
A few people instinctively made way for him.
Just as he was about to perform the rescue, soone grabbed him.
"Who are you, and what are you trying to do? Let go!"
The person was very strong.
His arm strength was also quite terrifying.
Xiao Chen could feel that this person’s strength was quite formidable.
At least soone at the Ninth Layer of the Inner Strength Phase.
He wondered who this fallen old man was, to have such powerful family mbers.
Besides this person, behind him was a group of individuals, the old man’s bodyguards.
Each was an expert.
It seed like this was a Martial Family.
"If you don’t want him to die, you better let go now."
Xiao Chen said calmly.
The middle-aged man who caught Xiao Chen’s arm said coldly, "That’s none of your concern. We have the most professional doctor, and he will arrive soon."
"You’re the old man’s son, right?"
Xiao Chen said calmly, "Now is the golden ti to treat the old man. If you can’t save him within five minutes, even if your doctor arrives, it will be useless.
If your doctor can arrive in five minutes, I naturally won’t interfere.
Can they?"
The middle-aged man frowned.
No matter how fast, it would take at least ten minutes for the doctor to get there, and by that ti, it would be too late.
"Dad, let him try. Even the special dicine didn’t work, indicating grandpa’s condition is very bad."
The girl next to him hurriedly said.
"You decide. One minute has already passed; there are still four minutes left."
Xiao Chen said calmly.
"Alright, you go ahead. But don’t bla for being unreasonable. If the old man dies, we will definitely not let you go.
Of course, if he recovers, we will surely reward you and rember your kindness for life."
The middle-aged man released Xiao Chen.
"Alright."
Xiao Chen smiled.
The reason he dared to act was that he was fully confident.
The middle-aged man, the girl, and the bodyguards all surrounded them, watching.
As if guarding against sothing.
Not only were they guarding against Xiao Chen, but they were also on guard against those around them, as if worried soone might harm the old man.
Xiao Chen took out silver needles he carried with him and then used a lighter to sterilize them.
He inserted them into the old man’s acupuncture points.
One, two, three needles.
Black blood oozed from the puncture sites on the old man.
Watching this made everyone present feel anxious.
About eight minutes later, a carriage stopped nearby.
A few doctors got off the carriage; it was clearly a team.
They were all wearing white coats and carrying various tools.
But their expressions didn’t look good.
They were late.
They understood themselves.
According to what the people here said.
They concluded the old man wouldn’t last five more minutes.
More than ten minutes had passed now.
The old man was undoubtedly dead.
They felt guilty but had no choice.
If the old man passed away, things wouldn’t end well for them either.
Although they might not die, it could indeed turn very bad for them.
Because this old man was none other than the patriarch of the Long Residence—Long Xingyun!
Although the patriarch had retreated from the public eye.
He still remained the most terrifying existence in the Long Residence.
Both in terms of power and authority.
The most important factor was still his power.
He was now focused on closed-door cultivation, and his strength naturally increased to a terrifying level.
The doctors rushed in.
The middle-aged man yelled angrily, "Why are you only arriving now? If anything happens to my father, I’ll hold you accountable with your lives!"
Actually, he knew it wasn’t the doctors’ fault.
The old man suddenly fell ill without having a doctor with him.
These doctors couldn’t fly; even if they could, it would still take ti.
How could they possibly arrive so quickly?
But could he bla himself?
Although he wasn’t the head of the Long Residence, he was still the second son of the patriarch.
If the patriarch died, the eldest wouldn’t spare him lightly.
"Stop it, dad. Doctor Chen, please hurry and check on my grandpa,"
The girl hurriedly said.
Doctor Chen gave a bitter smile.
What could he even check at this point?
By now, the old man must definitely be dead.
Even if a Daluo Golden Immortal ca, they couldn’t save him; what could they do?
However, they still had to tough it out and went forward.
At this mont, he saw an astonishing scene.
"What is he doing!"
"Is he crazy, actually treating with Chinese dicine!"
"If acupuncture could cure people, why would we need surgery? Make him stop imdiately."
Doctor Chen shouted.
"He said he could save him."
The middle-aged man said coldly.
"Nonsense, it’s nonsense. How can you trust Chinese dicine, such an outdated dical skill? What can it do without modern tools?
It’s sheer madness."
Doctor Chen seed to have found soone to bla.
It wasn’t their delay but him treating the Long Residence patriarch, Long Xingyun, to death.
"Second Master, you can’t bla us for this; he’s the one who treated the patriarch to death. If he hadn’t interfered, maybe we might have saved the patriarch."
Doctor Chen began to shirk responsibility.
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