Chapter 683: Chapter 683

"Your daughter's brain injury is not a serious issue, I have a Pill here, have her swallow it, then have someone massage the back of her head daily, and I believe it won't be long before your daughter's condition will fully recover," Ding Fan said as he took a Pill out from his pocket.

Can brain injuries be treated?

Although Zhao Gang was a business tycoon, he knew a bit about medical knowledge. He understood that there were many blood vessels and acupoints on the human brain, and that brain cells were very active. Once the brain suffered a heavy blow, it was very difficult to heal.

In TV shows and movies, it was often seen that someone would regain their memories after recollecting them, then suffering another blow to the head.

Actually, the likelihood of regaining memories by hitting the head again was very slim, and saying it was a one in ten thousand chance wasn't an exaggeration at all.

There had never been any medical master in the world who claimed they could completely cure amnesia caused by brain injury. But Ding Fan had given him a Pill, claiming it could completely cure his daughter's brain injury...

Zhao Gang might not believe it, but he still accepted the Pill from Ding Fan's hand. "Thank you, Mr. Ding."

"This relates to your daughter's recovery, so put your heart into it," Ding Fan naturally saw Zhao Gang's disbelief in curing amnesia with a single Pill.

However, having spoken his mind three times, as mild as water, that was all he had to say. Whether the other party listened or not was their own business now. This was also part of the fate in cultivation...

After hearing Ding Fan's words, Zhao Gang looked again at the Pill in his palm and then at his daughter beside him, unsure of what to think.

"Thank you, Mr. Ding..." At that moment, Yu Sihan and Yu Ming walked up to Ding Fan and bowed deeply in gratitude.

If it had not been for Ding Fan's righteous intervention, Yu Sihan and Yu Ming's life here in Mali could possibly have been unbearable by now.

Without Ding Fan, how could they have possibly made a connection with someone like Zhao Gang and entered Zhao's Film and Television...

"Did you get your big news?" Ding Fan asked with a smile as he looked at Yu Sihan and Yu Ming.

Radiant with joy and excitement, Yu Sihan responded, "We just eradicated the Sankou Group's hideout and rescued Miss Zhao. I've captured the entire scene on film. I've got my big scoop now!"

Seeing Yu Sihan's reaction, Ding Fan nodded. He figured he had indeed helped Yu Sihan and Yu Ming complete their dream of coming to Mali.

"From now on, think carefully before you act," Ding Fan advised Yu Sihan.

Yu Sihan and Yu Ming, both eager to work at CCTV, had ventured recklessly into Mali without much concern.

Both were fresh from school, inexperienced in the ways of the world, yet they had come to such a tumultuous place as Mali.

It was good to be driven and persistent, but it was too reckless without adequate preparation. Ding Fan's advice might serve as a reminder for Yu Sihan and Yu Ming.

"Thank you... Thank you, Mr. Ding!" Yu Sihan deeply bowed again after hearing Ding Fan's advice.

"It's getting late, you should all go rest, tomorrow I will arrange for someone to escort you out of Mali," Ding Fan said to Zhao Gang and Yu Sihan and Yu Ming.

Zhao Gang and Yu Sihan, along with Yu Ming, bid farewell to Ding Fan and were led out by subordinates brought by Huang Can.

After Zhao Gang and others had left, Ding Fan had Huang Can stay.

Ding Fan directly took Huang Can to the cabin where the gold was stored.

"I have obtained some gold from within this bar. Since I'm not usually here, let's use this gold as operating funds. I'm handing them all over to you," Ding Fan said to Huang Can.

Huang Can, seeing a room full of gold, widened his eyes—the gold coins piled up like a small mountain, and just by looking, one could tell it was no small sum. Yet Ding Fan spoke of handing all this gold over to him so casually...

Such a thing had never happened before.

In the past when Haji led his men into skirmishes, the gains had always been solely Haji's. Regardless of deaths or injuries among his men, Haji hardly cared, offering at most a paltry consolation fee.

Yet here was Ding Fan, in stark contrast to Haji, handing over a mountain of gold on the spot.

"What? Is it too little?" Ding Fan asked, seeing Huang Can lost in thought.

"No... not at all, General Ding. You're entrusting me with so much gold, this... this is..." Typically straightforward, Huang Can found himself stuttering now.

"Use whom you trust, mistrust those you cannot. Just manage the gold well, build up our district, and train more soldiers—that all requires money..." Ding Fan spoke calmly to Huang Can.

"But General Ting, I can manage these, but for such an amount, we really need to have an account. I think you should transfer it to me after we've counted it and prepared the accounts," Huang Can pondered and then suggested.

Ding Fan looked at Huang Can with admiration.

Huang Can might have appeared impetuous, but he was actually very meticulous and systematic in what he did. From the handling of his troops tonight to the management of the room full of gold, Ding Fan could see that Huang Can was indeed someone he could rely on.

"From now on, the affairs of our district are all yours to manage as you see fit," Ding Fan said lightly.

"Yes, General Ding! Rest assured, I will manage the entire district well," Huang Can stood at attention and saluted Ding Fan earnestly.

"It's getting late, go rest now. I believe the coming days will keep you busy," Ding Fan told Huang Can.

That night, the immense power that had been under Haji's control was suddenly in the hands of Ding Fan and Huang Can. Naturally, there would be more to manage going forward. There were many matters that needed addressing.

Without delay, Huang Can walked out.

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The residence that Huang Can had arranged for Ding Fan was actually a villa that Haji had previously lived in.

Once Ding Fan moved in, he discovered that there were no fewer than seven or eight maids in the villa, all of them dressed risqué, with very little covering their lower bodies, making them extremely attractive indeed.

These people had previously served Haji and, now that Haji was gone, they had come to serve Ding Fan instead.

However, Ding Fan did not require such care, and he immediately ordered that all the maids be sent away.

After dismissing the maids, Ding Fan sat cross-legged and then took out the Nine Profound Iron that had come from the Sankou Group.

The Nine Profound Iron was black and looked just like an ugly piece of wood.

Ding Fan gently placed the Nine Profound Iron in the palm of his right hand, where a chill emanated from it. Ding Fan knew this was the Sword Spirit of the Nine Profound Iron communicating with him.

Ding Fan then carefully used his True Qi to make contact with the Nine Profound Iron.

The chill from the Nine Profound Iron, upon touching Ding Fan's True Qi, flickered slightly, but then the chill turned into a faint coolness.

Ding Fan knew this meant that the Sword Spirit of the Nine Profound Iron was gradually eliminating its wariness towards him. Ding Fan slowly stimulated his True Qi, caressing the Nine Profound Iron.

As the Nine Profound Iron felt the touch of Ding Fan's True Qi, its temperature gradually increased. Eventually, the Nine Profound Iron in Ding Fan's hands started to emit waves of warmth, which indicated to Ding Fan that it had fully accepted him as its owner.

Ding Fan did not delay and immediately imprinted his Divine Sense onto the Nine Profound Iron.

Once the Divine Sense imprint was set, the Nine Profound Iron and Ding Fan could never be separated.

Ding Fan's hands moved swiftly, effortlessly marking the Divine Sense imprint on the Nine Profound Iron.

Only then did Ding Fan finish his practice and stood up.

Unknowingly, he had been busy all night.

However, the night had been quite fruitful, most importantly, the Nine Profound Iron had been marked with his Divine Sense, although Ding Fan still did not have a Flying Sword to defend against enemies.

For the time being, the Nine Profound Iron could serve as Ding Fan's Offensive Artifact.

Even without refinement, the power of the Nine Profound Iron was not something ordinary Magic Artifacts could compare with. Having lost the Selfless Sword, he had now obtained the Nine Profound Iron. This indeed confirmed an earthly saying,

"The old doesn't go, the new doesn't come."

Just as Ding Fan was still fondly handling the Nine Profound Iron, a series of gunshots suddenly came from the street outside.

Ding Fan furrowed his brow slightly.

He clearly remembered Huang Can telling him yesterday that the place where he was staying should be within his own district. Why then were there gunshots so early in the morning?

Thud thud... Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside.

Knock knock... The footsteps stopped outside the door, followed by a knocking sound.

"Come in," Ding Fan called out to the person outside.

Creak... At that moment, someone opened Ding Fan's room door.

"General Ding, it's not good. Many people have come outside, and they seem to be relatives of Haji. They have surrounded our villa," said the person who entered, naturally a maid.

In the villa, aside from the maids, it was indeed hard to find other servants. However, because of Ding Fan's orders the previous night, all the maids were now dressed.

Ding Fan nodded after hearing the maid's words.

Haji had deep roots in this area, and naturally, his relatives and subordinates would not easily accept someone else taking over overnight.

To Ding Fan, this situation was not at all surprising.

"Does Huang Can know we are surrounded?" Ding Fan asked the maid.

"Huang Can is already outside trying to maintain order, but the newcomers are very aggressive. Just now, you also heard, they have even used guns," she replied.

"I'll go take a look," Ding Fan said, and stood up directly.

Having just taken over Haji's territory and military power, there were bound to be many who were discontent. And since Huang Can's men were originally Haji's, they did not dare to confront the relatives and subordinates of Haji.

Thus, it seemed this situation could only be handled by Ding Fan himself.

Ding Fan immediately walked out of the villa, and upon entering the courtyard, he saw many people standing outside the fence. Several armed soldiers were holding back the crowd.

The earlier gunshots had been these soldiers firing to warn the people outside.

But just as Ding Fan stepped out of the villa, suddenly, gunshots rang out again.

Ding Fan's brow furrowed, realizing the bullets were being fired towards him...