Peerless Little Immortal Doctor

Under Lin Yazhi's gaze, Uncle Fu slowly extended his hand towards Xia Liu.

Grasping Uncle Fu's wrist, Xia Liu activated the Wood Spirit Energy.

In the blink of an eye, the Wood Spirit Energy entered Uncle Fu's body through his wrist.

Hmm!

The next second, Uncle Fu's eyes widened; he could distinctly feel that the oppressiveness in his chest was gone.

And his vision had also become much clearer!

"Can I gain your trust now?" Seeing the shocked expression on Uncle Fu's face, Xia Liu let go of his palm.

Uncle Fu had undergone countless trainings and had even become the King of Soldiers in the Spearhead Troop, possessing a robust physique.

But he was not a martial artist and had not cultivated any techniques, so his body was still very fragile.

Spiritual Energy definitely could not linger inside his body so directly, or else the consequences would be unpredictable.

"Uncle Fu, what's wrong?" Lin Yazhi naturally saw the change in Uncle Fu's complexion, so she quickly asked.

"It's nothing, Xia Liu is truly a Divine Doctor." Suppressing the excitement in his heart, the words 'Divine Doctor' represented his trust.

For over a dozen years, he had finally seen hope today, the hope of healing!

"It's good if nothing's wrong, let's go home and then talk." Although she didn't know what had happened, Xia Liu's attitude was enough for Lin Yazhi to trust completely.

Actually, the reason Lin Yazhi believed in Xia Liu was entirely because of Fang Fei's artistic photo.

For that kind of picture to appear on Xia Liu's phone, it definitely wasn't a coincidence.

From this, it could be seen how happy she was with Xia Liu in the small county town.

Over half an hour later, the Maybach stopped in front of a villa.

Looking at the surrounding scenery, Xia Liu couldn't help but admire.

This Lin Yazhi really is damn wealthy, to live on a mountaintop within Liu Hai City, opening her door to the sight of Liu Hai City's most bustling business center.

The villa itself was massive and luxurious, complete with a spacious swimming pool.

Inside the house, two young girls dressed as maids were working.

Upon seeing Lin Yazhi enter the door, the maids immediately came over to greet her.

Sitting on the imported leather sofa, Xia Liu's expression remained calm, even the antique on the table that had seen many years couldn't pique his interest.

Lin Yazhi had invited him to her house surely to discuss Fang Fei.

He had indeed been too anxious in the car just before.

Lin Yazhi's understanding of the Fang Family was definitely deeper than his own.

This visit was for discussions, and Xia Liu didn't want to exercise any other options unless absolutely necessary.

He hadn't forgotten the warning someone gave him; in a place like Liu Hai City, if he stirred up the slightest ripple, he'd definitely be noticed immediately.

For a peaceful life in the future, negotiation was the best option.

"Uncle Fu, why don't I take care of your hidden ailment now?" Taking a sip of the mild tea, Xia Liu spoke up.

"Ah! Really? Right now? What do I need to do?" Uncle Fu asked, his voice full of excitement.

"You really can cure Uncle Fu's ailment?" Lin Yazhi didn't have the firsthand experience as Uncle Fu, and she was somewhat worried.

"Yazhi, Xia Liu can definitely heal my old wounds, I was sure of it during our ride here," Uncle Fu said excitedly before Xia Liu could speak.

Seeing this, Lin Yazhi smiled radiantly; she had never seen Uncle Fu this happy before. Any further doubt would be disrespectful to both him and Xia Liu.

"You don't need to prepare anything. Your injury should be from a mission in a cold region. When the north wind blows, your internal organs and limbs become cold and numb."

"Incredible! You're exactly right!"

"The treatment might get a bit warm; Uncle Fu, you're going to have to endure it."

"Before I retired, I was the Spearhead Soldier King. If I can't tolerate this much, I might as well bite a bullet," Uncle Fu said with vigor.

"Heh heh, then let's begin,"

With a knowing smile, Xia Liu understood the soldier's fervor and promptly had Uncle Fu sit cross-legged on the blanket.

Next, Xia Liu slapped his pocket, and a piece of fine cloth fluttered in the wind.

Under Lin Yazhi's astonished gaze, Xia Liu reached out and drew a line across Uncle Fu's chest, immediately slicing open the front of his clothing to expose his skin.

Before Uncle Fu and Lin Yazhi could react in shock, Xia Liu's hands formed a series of afterimages, grabbing one silver needle after another and inserting them into Uncle Fu's chest.

In the blink of an eye, ten silver needles stood wavering on Uncle Fu's chest.

Lin Yazhi covered her mouth with her hand; she was utterly astounded. Xia Liu's supernatural ability struck her as nothing short of an immortal descending to earth.

Uncle Fu felt the same. Before his retirement, he was the Spearhead Soldier King of the Spearhead Troop, yet he still couldn't catch a glimpse of Xia Liu's needling technique.

One could imagine how swift his movements must have been.

Just as Uncle Fu thought to express his admiration, suddenly a scorching sensation spread from his chest all over his body, and even his soul felt the burn.

Seeing this, Xia Liu swept his palms over the silver needles, continuously infusing them with faint Water Spirit Energy.

Only then did Uncle Fu breathe a sigh of relief; he had almost lost control and pulled out the silver needles from his chest.

About ten minutes later, Xia Liu's hands blurred into afterimages, and in a flash, he removed the silver needles.

After all the silver needles were removed, Uncle Fu felt a sweet taste in his throat.

Xia Liu, as if it were second nature, held a plate from the maid out in front of Uncle Fu.

Thud!

A mouthful of black blood sprayed out from Uncle Fu's mouth.

"Uncle Fu, how are you feeling?" Seeing Uncle Fu spit blood, Lin Yazhi immediately became anxious.

"Don't worry, Yazhi, I'm fine, hahaha!!!"

After the black blood left his body, Uncle Fu burst into laughter.

It had been over a decade! He had been plagued by this hidden illness for more than ten years!

Today, at last, he felt a sense of relief, as though he had returned to those fervent years.

"Divine Doctor Xia! I can't thank you enough. How can I ever repay you?" Uncle Fu was excited and did not forget to show his gratitude.

A man values his honor and must repay any favors he has received. How could it be otherwise?

"You're making too much of it, Uncle Fu. You were willing to help me, so naturally, I should help you to the best of my ability,"

Xia Liu said with a shake of his head and a cheerful smile.

"That won't do, how about I transfer you some money?" Seeing how happy Uncle Fu was, Lin Yazhi got excited as well.

"No need. In my eyes, money is just a string of numbers," Xia Liu declined once again, eager to get news of Fang Fei as quickly as possible.

Lin Yazhi and Uncle Fu exchanged glances, seeing the surprise in each other's eyes.

Upon reflection, they both felt a sense of resignation.

After all, Xia Liu, who could cure a decade-long chronic disease, was not likely to be interested in money.

"In that case, since you're going to the Fang Family, I shall accompany you there,"

Feeling confident after his illness had been cured, Uncle Fu believed he could help Xia Liu fend off any danger.

Additionally, he had some influence with the Fang Family – at the very least, his face still held some sway.

"If that's the case, then I definitely have to lend a hand as well," Lin Yazhi also made her stance clear.

Compared to Xia Liu, she was even less willing to see Fang Fei marry that man.

"Well... I thank you then, Miss Lin and Uncle Fu."

"You can just call me Yazhi. Now, let me tell you about what the Fang Family and the Ouyang Family are planning,"