Chapter 553: Save them!

Jiang Feng casually wrote a prescription and handed it to Linghu Xue.

Linghu Xue took the prescription, didn't look at it, but respectfully passed it to Linghu Dongyuan's hands.

Linghu Dongyuan took the prescription and lowered his head to look.

His pupils contracted sharply, a flash of shock crossing his eyes.

He is not only a half-step Martial Ancestor Strongman, but also a master of medical Dao.

The Linghu family's disciples cultivate fire techniques, often encountering various problems, and for years he has been responsible for their regulation.

In medical Dao, he considers himself not inferior to those Grandmaster Physicians.

So he immediately saw that Jiang Feng's prescription could truly help Linghu Xing.

This prescription looks simple, but the combination is exquisite; the dosage of each herb is just right.

Most importantly, this prescription has no side effects and will not burden Linghu Xing's weak body.

Linghu Dongyuan raised his head, looking at Jiang Feng; the arrogance and contempt in his eyes had vanished, replaced by an indescribable complexity.

This young man is truly a divine doctor who shuns the world!

Linghu Dongyuan even wondered if, had they been able to summon Jiang Feng when Linghu Xing first showed abnormalities, her condition might not be as severe as today.

Perhaps they wouldn't even need to use Su Xueyan's Cold Poison; perhaps Linghu Xing would have already recovered.

Too bad, there are no "ifs".

At this moment, Linghu Dongyuan had no doubt whatsoever about Jiang Feng.

He firmly believed Jiang Feng would be Linghu Xing's last hope.

Linghu Dongyuan clasped his fists, his attitude clearly softened, and his tone became polite.

"Divine Doctor Jiang, in three days please definitely intervene. Ah Xing's injury really can't hold out much longer."

His tone even carried a hint of pleading.

Jiang Feng was somewhat surprised by Linghu Dongyuan's attitude, thinking this old fellow actually has some discernment.

He spoke lightly.

"What I promised, I, Jiang Feng, will naturally fulfill. However, I want the Linghu family to do something, and I hope you can do it."

Upon mentioning this, Linghu Dongyuan glanced at Linghu Xue, his brows slightly furrowing.

He fell silent for a moment, then spoke.

"This still depends on Ah Xing's condition. I can only tell you that Su Xueyan's presence is also of great significance to the Linghu family."

He paused, looking at Jiang Feng, his eyes growing deep.

"Being enemies with the Linghu family is not wise."

Hearing this, Jiang Feng let out a scoffing laugh.

He didn't refute anything, because he would eventually make the Linghu family pay for this remark.

Now is not the time.

Jiang Feng waved his hand, turned, and was about to leave.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and gave Linghu Dongyuan a light smile.

"You can stay at the Su family's residence these days. After all... she is also the Su family's daughter-in-law."

He paused, his tone becoming casual.

"By the way, grandfather sleeps early; you must absolutely not disturb him!"

As soon as he said that, Linghu Dongyuan's face flushed red, full of anger.

"The Su family's daughter-in-law?"

"Linghu Xing is the Linghu family's Heavenly Pride, the most outstanding talent in a hundred years. Her status is so noble that even marrying into the imperial family would be more than sufficient."

"Now Jiang Feng says she is the Su family's daughter-in-law—isn't this humiliating the Linghu family?"

Linghu Dongyuan's hands clenched tightly, his knuckles whitening, the veins on his forehead pulsing; he wished he could slap this arrogant brat to death with one palm.

But after a moment, he restrained himself.

Linghu Xing's illness hasn't been cured yet; he cannot afford to offend Jiang Feng.

Linghu Dongyuan glared at Jiang Jiang ferociously and spoke angrily.

"These days, the Linghu family's people won't leave; Divine Doctor Jiang, you can rest assured!"

His voice was loud, each word seeming to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

Jiang Feng nodded and waved at Song Dianjun.

"Commander Song, since that's the case, your people can go back to rest. The security during this period will be handed over to the Linghu family!"

Song Dianjun was stunned for a moment, then quickly nodded.

"Yes, Mr. Jiang!"

He turned around and waved at the guards behind him.

"Fall in!"

The guards neatly collected their weapons and followed Song Dianjun out of the Su residence.

Only the Linghu family's people remained in the courtyard.

Linghu Dongyuan stood there, his face ashen.

"Are we being treated as bodyguards?"

"He has lived over eighty years, and no one has ever dared to order him around like this."

Linghu Dongyuan took a deep breath, striving to suppress the anger in his chest.

"When seeking help from others, one must lower oneself."

He turned around and spoke to the two Heavenly Human Realm experts carrying the stretcher.

Carry Ah Xing inside, find a quiet room.

The two nodded quickly, carrying the stretcher into the house.

Linghu Xue followed behind, and when she passed by Linghu Dongyuan, she whispered.

Elder, don't be angry. Once Aunt Xing recovers, we'll settle accounts with this brat.

Linghu Dongyuan glanced at her, then said nothing.

He turned his body, gazing in the direction Jiang Feng had left, his eyes icy.

Jiang Feng, you had better cure Ah Xing. Otherwise, I will make you know what regret is.

Jiang Feng got into the car, started it, and drove toward Ji Shi Tang.

The car weaved through the streets, and twenty minutes later it arrived at Ji Shi Tang.

He stopped the car, pushed the door open, and walked in.

A faint scent of herbs wafted over, making people feel reassured.

The hall already had quite a few patients waiting in line.

These past few days, because he was seeing patients, the number of people coming for treatment had increased considerably.

Hua Lao was seated behind the consultation table, taking the pulse of an elderly man.

Seeing Jiang Feng enter, he raised his head and smiled.

Jiang Feng, you've come?

Jiang Feng nodded, took off his coat, hung it on the rack, and sat down beside the consultation table.

Hua Lao, are there many patients today?

Hua Lao said.

Quite a few. Several came from the Provincial Capital especially to see you.

Jiang Feng smiled faintly, saying nothing.

He sat down and began to see patients.

The first patient was a middle-aged man who had suffered from waist pain for several years; he had seen many doctors, but none could cure him. Jiang Feng took his pulse, prescribed a formula, and gave him a few instructions.

The second patient was an elderly woman suffering from dizziness, tinnitus, insomnia, and frequent dreams.

Jiang Feng examined her tongue coating, asked about her lifestyle, and prescribed a formula.

The third, fourth, fifth, …

Jiang Feng saw them one by one, prescribing formulas one by one, so busy he didn't even have time to drink water.

But his expression remained calm, his gaze focused; he treated each patient seriously, without the slightest carelessness.

Hua Lao watched from the side, secretly admiring him.

This young man has excellent medical skill, and even better medical ethics.

After seeing about ten patients, Jiang Feng had just finished prescribing for an old gentleman and was about to call the next.

At that moment, he suddenly furrowed his brow.

He sensed a breath.

That breath was very faint, as if deliberately restrained, but with his perception he still managed to detect it.

It was the aura of a cultivator, and his cultivation was not low—at least in the Heavenly Human Realm.

Jiang Feng raised his head and looked toward the doorway.

A veiled woman walked in.

She wore a light-colored dress, her hair draped over her shoulders, and a white veil covered her face, revealing only her eyes.

Those eyes were beautiful, like two stars sparkling with light, but her gaze held a hint of fatigue and a hint of anxiety.

Her figure was excellent—tall and slender; her steps were steady when walking, but her pace was somewhat hurried, as if she had something urgent.

The woman walked to the side of the consultation table and sat down opposite Jiang Feng.

Her gaze swept over Hua Lao for a moment, then settled on Jiang Feng.

Then she spoke, her voice soft and coquettish, with a touch of petulance.

Divine Doctor Jiang, please save me!