"M-Mr. Jiang is more than qualified to be here." Wang Zhenlin forced a smile.
He then scrambled to his feet and pointed at the corpse of the old man in black. "As for this old fool of mine, he was arrogant and didn't know his place. He deserved to die."
No matter how resentful he felt, he had no choice but to start fawning over Jiang Xinghai.
'He killed a Grandmaster with a single slap. The man must be a Grandmaster of the highest caliber!'
'Such power, and from a young man no less. It's utterly terrifying.'
'I am no match for him!'
Jiang Xinghai could, of course, see that Wang Zhenlin didn't mean a word he said. He was only acting this way because of his own overwhelming power.
"Mr. Jiang, you mentioned you had methods that could bring the dead to life and grow flesh on bare bones. Could I ask you to help my son?"
Wang Zhenlin's face was a mask of smiles. Based on Jiang Xinghai's Martial Arts prowess, he could surmise one thing: 'This man must have an extraordinary background!'
Jiang Xinghai merely smiled without a word.
Wang Zhenlin said hastily, "As long as my son can regain his virility, I will pay Mr. Jiang double the agreed-upon fee."
"Come here. I'll teach you how to apply the needle." A silver needle had already appeared in Jiang Xinghai's hand.
"Huh? You want *me* to do it?" Wang Zhenlin was taken aback.
"I have no desire to touch such a disgusting area. Hurry up." Jiang Xinghai handed the silver needle to Wang Zhenlin.
Wang Zhenlin nodded helplessly. He awkwardly took the silver needle and began to apply it to his son.
At the same time, Jiang Xinghai placed a hand on him.
He felt a peculiar warm current course through his body, flowing directly into the silver needle.
"Mr. Jiang, that was..." Wang Zhenlin's expression was grave.
"A secret art from my sect, of course."
Jiang Xinghai stepped back, sat down on a stool, and crossed his legs. "Go get the doctors to examine him."
Wang Zhenlin nodded instinctively and rushed out the door.
Outside, dozens of bodyguards in black were waiting.
"Get the doctors over here, now!"
After shouting the order, Wang Zhenlin added in a low voice, "And hurry back to the family estate. Bring my father."
Jiang Xinghai's sudden appearance had forced him to take precautions.
A few minutes later, several white-haired, elderly doctors hurried over.
"This... this is just bizarre! Young Master Wang's... area... suffered such severe trauma. The tissue was completely necrotic from the clotted blood, and yet..."
"My heavens! The... the erectile tissue has repaired itself!"
"Congratulations, Patriarch Wang! Young Master Wang has truly recovered!"
"This is wonderful news!"
"Young Master Wang is truly fortunate..."
"Excellent!"
As the old doctors chattered excitedly, a wide smile finally broke out on Wang Zhenlin's face.
But his thoughts immediately turned back to Jiang Xinghai.
'The man's martial arts are incredible, but for his medical skills to be this heaven-defying...!'
"You may all leave."
With a wave from Wang Zhenlin, the elderly doctors departed, their faces alight with joy.
"Thank you, Mr. Jiang. However, my son still shows no sign of waking..."
At this point, Wang Zhenlin's attitude grew even more deferential. He cupped his fist in gratitude.
"Isn't he already waking up?" Jiang Xinghai said calmly.
He had achieved his goal for this visit. 'The next phase of the plan will be much easier.'
Wang Zhenlin watched as his son's eyes fluttered open. His consciousness hadn't fully returned, but Wang Zhenlin's face was ecstatic. "Junhao is awake! Hahaha! Mr. Jiang, your medical skills are heaven-defying! It's as if a Divine Doctor has descended to the mortal realm!"
Jiang Xinghai's abilities came from his master, Yao Gu of Kunlun Mountain. He was certainly worthy of being called a Divine Doctor.
"Mr. Jiang, please give me your account number. The funds will be transferred within five minutes," Wang Zhenlin said, taking a deep breath.
Now, Jiang Xinghai had risen to a completely new level in his estimation.
'If I can get on this man's good side, the Wang Family's future will be boundless!'
'It's a shame that I lost a Grandmaster... But if I can gain the allegiance of someone like Jiang Xinghai, who has mastered both Medical and Martial Arts, then the Wang Family comes out far ahead!'
A few minutes later, Jiang Xinghai received a transfer for twenty million.
"Seeing as you've kept your promise, I'll hand over the one responsible for your son's injuries." Jiang Xinghai offered a smirk, pushing the suitcase he'd brought with him in front of Wang Zhenlin.
"What's in here?" Wang Zhenlin asked in surprise as he immediately opened the case.
Curled up inside was a woman in a bikini: the unconscious Sophie.
"This woman... is the one who harmed my son?" Wang Zhenlin was utterly stunned.
"The root cause was indeed this bitch Sophie's instigation. It's because of her that your son made the mistake of trying to harm Shen Lingxue. I merely taught that animal a lesson on your behalf." Jiang Xinghai's tone turned cold.
"What?!"
Hearing this, Wang Zhenlin's pupils contracted. He froze in place, unable to believe what he was hearing.
'Shen Lingxue? The Shen Family!'
'How could this matter be connected to the insignificant Shen Family?'
In the end, he managed to force out four words: "Thank you, Mr. Jiang!"
His mind was now a tangled mess.
Jiang Xinghai had just saved his son, but he was also the one who had crippled him in the first place!
Wang Zhenlin let out a long breath.
'Until my father arrives, I can only play along and not show my hand to Jiang Xinghai!'
Just then, Wang Junhao's consciousness began to return. "Dad..."
"Son!" Wang Zhenlin rushed to his side.
"Him! It's him! What is he doing here?!"
Suddenly, as his consciousness cleared, Wang Junhao saw Jiang Xinghai, and his expression instantly froze.
"Junhao, it was Mr. Jiang who healed you," Wang Zhenlin said in a low, heavy voice.
"Dad! That bastard almost killed me!" How could Wang Junhao possibly remain calm after seeing Jiang Xinghai?
"You noisy brat!"
Jiang Xinghai stared coldly at Wang Junhao. "I can heal you, and I can cripple you again."
Sure enough, Wang Junhao obediently shut his mouth.
Wang Zhenlin said nothing. 'When you're outmatched in strength, what is there to say?'
'All I can do is hope Father gets here soon. He'll suppress and subdue Jiang Xinghai, forcing him to serve the Wang Family!'
"Come now, Sophie. It's time for your performance."
Just then, Jiang Xinghai flicked a silver needle from his hand, and it landed unerringly on an acupoint on Sophie's body.
Looking utterly bewildered, Sophie was led by Jiang Xinghai to the front of the hospital bed. Her face began to flush, her consciousness faded, and right there in front of everyone, she began to perform a seductive dance.
Her bewitching expression, combined with her explosive figure, was a soul-stirring sight that made one's mind race and pulse pound with unbearable desire.
"Get her out! Get her out of here! My wound... it's torn open!"
Suddenly, Wang Junhao let out a heart-wrenching roar.
The affected area had required over thirty stitches, and now, every single one of them had burst.
And just like that, he was utterly and completely ruined.