"Can you really cure my dad?"
Su Yue'er clasped her hands over her chest, eyes shining with hope.
Lin Fan rubbed the bridge of his nose and said modestly, "In theory, yes. But we'll only know for sure once we try."
Even with the system by his side, Lin Fan wasn't about to get arrogant. Healing wasn't something to take lightly.
But the more cautious Lin Fan appeared, the more hopeful Su Yue'er became!
At first, she had been skeptical. She thought Lin Fan was simply trying to comfort her.
Yet now… his calm demeanor and quiet confidence gave her a glimmer of hope that she hadn't felt in a long time.
Logic told her it was impossible.
She had already invited the top medical experts in Shanghai. She spent millions—yet not a single one could treat her father's shattered bones.
But now, standing before her was Lin Fan—the only thread of hope she had left.
She suddenly grabbed his arm tightly, eyes full of gratitude. "Thank you, Lin Fan. If you can really save my dad… I'll owe you a huge debt!"
Lin Fan nodded lightly. The two of them returned to the ward together.
Inside, Bai Shishi was still waiting anxiously.
Without wasting time, Lin Fan walked up to the bedside and prepared to begin treatment.
Acupuncture…?
Wait!
Crap—he didn't bring any silver needles!
Acupuncture required silver needles, and he had nothing on hand.
Feeling awkward, Lin Fan called Su Yue'er over. "Um… I left in a rush and forgot to bring something important. Do you have any silver needles here?"
"Silver needles?" Su Yue'er looked surprised. "Are you planning to use acupuncture?"
In her impression, acupuncture was good for small ailments—insomnia, headaches, fatigue.
But her father's case? He had a comminuted fracture—his bones shattered into multiple pieces! Even surgery couldn't fix it!
And Lin Fan was going to use acupuncture?
Though she didn't understand, she didn't question him further. Instead, she nodded and said, "The entire villa is stocked with medical equipment. If you need silver needles, I'll find them for you!"
Soon, she returned with a beautifully polished wooden box.
Opening it revealed rows of silver needles of varying lengths, arranged neatly inside like a work of art.
Su Yue'er handed the box to Lin Fan with concern. "Are these okay?"
Lin Fan's eyes lit up. "Perfect!"
Without hesitation, he pinched a silver needle between his fingers, quickly disinfected it, and pierced it into Old Master Su's body.
—Fengchi Point.
His movements were precise and smooth. Speed, accuracy, strength—each aspect was executed flawlessly.
Even seasoned traditional Chinese medicine practitioners might not have achieved this level of skill.
But for Lin Fan, it felt almost instinctual.
After the first needle, he glanced at Old Master Su. Seeing that there was no abnormal reaction, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the system had instructed him in advanced acupuncture techniques, this was his first time applying them to save a life.
He couldn't afford to make a mistake.
Gradually, he inserted more needles—one after another.
The room was deathly silent. The hum of medical machines and the quiet sound of breath were all that could be heard.
Lin Fan didn't even dare to breathe too hard. He was drenched in sweat within minutes.
This… was exhausting!
After placing over a dozen needles, Lin Fan finally collapsed to the floor, gasping for air like someone who had just climbed a mountain.
"Are you okay?" Su Yue'er rushed to his side, worry etched on her face.
Lin Fan waved his hand. "I'm fine. Just need to rest."
He turned to glance at Old Master Su—no obvious changes yet.
But in his heart, Lin Fan already knew: the treatment was working.
Just wait half an hour… once the needles are removed, it will be complete.
Su Yue'er handed him a pack of tissues and pointed out gently, "The bathroom's on the first floor. You can wash up if you want."
Lin Fan nodded. His clothes were soaked, clinging to his skin uncomfortably.
After he left, Su Yue'er returned to her father's bedside, her heart thudding with anticipation.
One minute.
Two minutes.
Three minutes later… her eyes widened in shock.
Old Master Su's complexion, previously pale and lifeless, had regained a healthy flush!
If she could see inside the body, she'd be even more astonished.
The blood vessels that were previously blocked had begun to clear.
And those shattered bones… were regenerating, slowly binding together!
It was nothing short of a miracle.
"He's really healing... Lin Fan wasn't lying!"
Tears welled in Su Yue'er's eyes. She covered her mouth as her shoulders trembled.
The excitement was overwhelming. She couldn't hold it in any longer.
She had truly met a savior.
Nearby, Bai Shishi was also stunned.
Did Lin Fan really know medicine?
Then... could her father be saved too?
…
The technique Lin Fan used was called Nine Dragon Acupuncture.
Divided into nine levels, it addressed different conditions.
Powerful, but extremely draining.
After taking a cold shower and changing clothes, Lin Fan felt much more refreshed.
As he walked up to the second floor and pushed open the door—
Whoosh!
Su Yue'er suddenly rushed forward—and hugged him tightly!
Caught off guard, Lin Fan's body stiffened.
Two soft, powerful forces pressed against his chest like a pair of hammers!
"Lin Fan! You're incredible! My dad's condition really improved!"
"How did you do it?!"
Su Yue'er had lost her mother young, and her father was all she had left.
If anything happened to him, she would be alone in this world.
She had been hopeless.
But now, Lin Fan had given her the light again.
Tears streamed down her face as she clung to him, unable to hold back her emotions.
Lin Fan felt like his soul was leaving his body.
It was painful.
And… strangely enjoyable.
He wanted to push her away.
But couldn't bring himself to do it.
He wanted to escape.
But… he really couldn't!
"Ack… Cough cough!"
"Miss Su, if you don't let go, I might need to go downstairs and register for household residency."
Su Yue'er blinked, then realized how tightly she was holding him—and where her chest was pressing.
She immediately let go, flustered.
Just as she was about to speak, her eyes widened.
"L-Lin Fan…! You… you have a nosebleed!"
"...???"
Lin Fan's face darkened.
He reached up and wiped his nose—and sure enough, it was bleeding!
Damn it!
No wonder he'd felt warmth under his nose earlier when he was "attacked" by her enthusiasm!
Another nosebleed?!
Come on, you're a grown man!
Can't you be a little tougher?!
This is so embarrassing!
But in all fairness… this time, it really wasn't his fault.
If there was anyone to blame…
It could only be Su Yue'er.
Her evil aura was just too strong!
Even he couldn't bear it!
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