Ding Fan was a figure capable of causing a sensation. At this mont, the First General Hospital had never been as bustling as it was today. Reporters and news dia were everywhere.
As soon as the news about the cancer treatnt was broadcast through various channels, many experts and scholars hurriedly made calls to the First General Hospital to confirm it.
After all, it was late-stage cancer. If soone really could treat cancer, then human life span would be extended, and humanity might enter a new stage. Treating cancer was not just a major achievent in the dical field but an indelible rit for humanity and the world.
Suddenly, Ding Fan's na was being broadcast on various mainstream dia channels.
"Legendary healer re-erges with miracles, rejuvenating life. Even late-stage cancer can be treated..."
"The terminator of cancer, the pioneer of a new era."
"The surprise Ding Fan brings to humanity..."
At that mont, Ding Fan's na beca a trending topic. On Baidu search rankings, it even reached the first place, with daily search clicks topping over fifty million...
In Yanjing, in a private room of a nightclub,
At that mont, the room presented a scene of allure, with three bikini-clad enchanting girls constantly teasing a stern-looking man sitting on the sofa.
The three bikini-clad won were seductively charming, but the stern man was only holding a glass of red wine, slowly savoring it.
At that mont, the LCD screen in the front of the room was not playing songs or movies. Instead, it was broadcasting news about Ding Fan's cancer treatnt.
"Mr. Ding, this is simply a great contribution to humanity... Mr. Ding, I heard you are quite close with Miss Lin Qingqing. Do you think your achievent would have been possible without Miss Lin Qingqing's support?"
On TV, the female reporter asking the question was very clever; she subtly inquired whether Ding Fan and Lin Qingqing were in a romantic relationship.
"Without my support, do you think Mr. Ding could have achieved such results?" Just then, Lin Qingqing walked into the fra from off-cara and affectionately took Ding Fan's arm with a very intimate gesture.
"Miss Lin Qingqing is the dominant figure in the film industry, and Mr. Ding is a legend in the dical field. You two really are the Golden Boy and Jade Maiden..."
Smack!
While the interview with Ding Fan and Lin Qingqing was still being shown on TV, the stern man suddenly grabbed a remote control and savagely smashed it onto the table in front.
In an instant, the table was smashed into pieces by the stern man!
Seeing the stern man suddenly explode, the three enchanting won who were wrapping around him were startled, but they quickly clung to the man's body again.
"Oh! Young Master En! Who are you angry at? Such a temper could scare to death!"
"Yes, Young Master En, you see, my little heart almost jumped out... Don't believe ? Feel it for yourself..."
"Young Master En, if you feel too heated, maybe I can help cool you down..."
The three won resud their fawning from both sides, once again drowning the stern man in their soft, whispering tones.
Knock, knock, knock... Just then, a knock sounded outside the private room. The man known as Young Master En called out emotionlessly, "Co in."
At that ti, a middle-aged man in a suit walked in from outside.
Seeing the man enter, the three seductive won tactfully climbed down from the stern man's body.
"Young Master En, I have arranged all the matters you instructed to handle."
Upon hearing this, the eyes of the stern man lit up. He waved the three won off, and they imdiately left.
"Tell the people handling matters that I want Ding Fan dead!" the stern man declared.
The man in the suit nodded, hesitated for a mont, then spoke, "Young Master En, but the family head has recently instructed us not to provoke Ding Fan."
The stern man scoffed lightly. "I don't care. Ding Fan stole my woman, and he must be ready to pay the price for it. Even if Heaven's Emperor himself cos today, I still want Ding Fan's life!"
Seeing the stern man's resolute attitude, the man in the suit found it difficult to say more. He just nodded and then turned to leave to carry out the instructions.
The stern man was none other than Wang Zeen. In the Wang Family, he was the youngest and most promising figure, and the Wang Family had spared no expense in cultivating him.
Now, Wang Zeen was only twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, yet he was already an independently acting bureau-level leader. With such rapid progress, not many in the political arena could reach his level.
Previously, the Pri Minister, entrusted by the Wang Family, personally went to Hong Kong to propose marriage for Wang Zeen, a treatnt few ordinary people could ever expect.
So, although things were not yet finalized, Wang Zeen already regarded Lin Qingqing as his woman.
But just yesterday, news of Lin Qingqing's arrival in Yanjing flooded in. Soon after, there were widespread reports in various news sections suggesting that Lin Qingqing might have a boyfriend.
Wang Zeen believed he had been cuckolded by Ding Fan, and in front of the entire populace of Huaxia Country no less.
Therefore, the only thing on Wang Zeen's mind now was to have Ding Fan killed, as only Ding Fan's death could vent his anger.
After the man in the suit left, three enchanting won walked straight in from outside, and Wang Zeen imdiately unbuckled his belt and pushed one of the won down.
He dominantly possessed the woman, biting his teeth and letting out a low roar. "I... am not soone you can afford to provoke..."
...
After a busy day at the hospital, Ding Fan finally prepared to take Lin Qingqing and Mu Zi back ho.
Earlier that day, while treating Li Shuying's illness, Ding Fan had used a significant amount of True Qi; those familiar with cancer know that once cancer cells spread, many organs can get involved.
As he was removing these cancer cells, Ding Fan's True Qi was nearly depleted, so as soon as he got into the car, he swallowed a Pill to restore his True Qi and then closed his eyes to recuperate.
Mu Zi was driving. After leaving the hospital, the car headed straight to the hotel where Lin Qingqing was staying.
It wasn't long before Ding Fan, who had initially closed his eyes, suddenly opened them. A very dangerous signal spread through the air.
As soone who had climbed through seas of corpses and rivers of blood in the Cultivation World, Ding Fan was extrely sensitive to danger. He could clearly feel that danger was approaching him.
Ding Fan extended his Divine Sense and soon noticed a white sedan casually following behind them.
From the aura emanating from the people inside that white car, these two individuals were likely assassins. Their murderous aura was not weak, and even i Li might find it difficult to match the murderous intent they possessed.
One must rember that i Li was a top assassin of Red Spider. From this, it could be inferred that the two individuals following him were among the top of the top assassins.
Ding Fan cautiously kept an eye on the rear, aware that the two assassins following him were rely looking for an opportunity to strike. Once an opportunity arose, they would not waste a mont.
Ding Fan fully extended his Divine Sense. For now, he could observe all the movents in the white car following them.
"Lao Liu, now is a good chance. If not now, when?" the muscular man driving the car with sunglasses said.
"Fuck, Lao Wu, I also want to finish off this bastard soon and then find so fun with those girls from Heaven on Earth, but not now. There are important clients in that car, and those won shouldn't die."
The one called Lao Liu was a man wearing a duckbill cap. Although his build wasn't as burly as Lao Wu next to him, his murderous aura was certainly no weaker than Lao Wu's.
"Who ordered you to kill ..."
While the two were still plotting their move, Ding Fan had already, sohow, appeared in the back seat of their car without their knowledge.
"Shit... you... how is that possible?" Lao Wu was flabbergasted. After the car had started, his eyes never left the car they were tracking. Yet, under such circumstances, their target, Ding Fan, had inexplicably appeared in their back seat.
This was simply incomprehensible. The car was moving; how did Ding Fan transfer from that car to this one? If they hadn't experienced it themselves, who would believe it?
After a brief shock, Lao Liu, sitting in the passenger seat, was the first to react. He imdiately pulled out a handgun, aid without any adjustnt or wasted words, and directly fired at the back seat.
Pop...
The sound of a gunshot echoed.
But it was just one sound. After the gunshot, as Lao Wu attempted to fire again, he was shocked to discover that the hand holding the gun had been cleanly severed!
Holy hell! It was unbelievable!
For a mont, blood splattered everywhere, and Lao Wu's hand fell to the ground, followed by his screams of agony!
The pain of a severed finger was unbearable, let alone the pain of a severed wrist!
anwhile, Lao Liu turned pale as he had seen everything clearly through the rear-view mirror of the car.
After Lao Wu fired, Ding Fan imdiately extended two fingers, and his left hand transford into a hand blade. As the hand blade swept past, Lao Wu's wrist was cleanly severed.
That left hand acted like a blade, but after all, it was still flesh! Yet this fleshly hand blade managed to cut through the wrist like a sharp blade, which was utterly shocking. Recalling Ding Fan's magical appearance in the car...
This was no longer human!
At this mont, Ding Fan slightly loosened the two fingers of his right hand, and a bullet head fell to the ground, leaving Lao Wu and Lao Liu astounded.
If that bullet head wasn't the one Lao Wu had just fired, then what was it...
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