Chapter 834: Chapter 834

Now is not the time for Huang Can and Xu Yiman to catch up on old times, so Ding Fan immediately took Huang Can out of the hotel.

At this time, there were quite a few police cars parked outside the hotel, with numerous Armed Police on guard around the area. Using his Divine Sense, Ding Fan briefly surveyed the surroundings and found that even now, snipers were positioned in the tall buildings around. Chapters fırst released on 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹~𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮~𝚗𝚎𝚝

The fifth-highest leader of the country, the fifth-highest person in Huaxia Country, only someone of such standing could mobilize such meticulous defense.

Instantly, Ding Fan and Huang Can were led directly to an ambulance by Guo Youliang.

Outside this ambulance were more than a dozen fully armed soldiers. Guo Youliang briefly shared the identities of Ding Fan and Huang Can.

After verifying Ding Fan's and Huang Can's identities, the soldiers allowed them to board the vehicle.

At this time, Huang Can followed behind Ding Fan, slightly dazed throughout.

For him, today had been incredibly stimulating; when Miao Kuai and his men came to apprehend him, he thought he was surely doomed.

But now, not only did he not die, but he was also accompanying Ding Fan to meet the fifth-highest leader of Huaxia Country; even now, Huang Can still felt like he was dreaming.

To think, that is the fifth-highest leader...

Ding Fan boarded the ambulance, where inside two medical staff were busily tending to their duties. On the ambulance bed lay an old man.

Seeing Ding Fan and Huang Can enter, a middle-aged man dressed in a suit hurried over from one side.

Ding Fan simply stated his name.

Since Elder Shen had instructed him to treat the fifth-highest leader, logically, the other party should be aware of him.

Indeed, upon hearing the name Ding Fan, the man nodded and then gestured inside with an inviting posture. "The leader is already waiting, please."

Ding Fan nodded and directly led Huang Can to the front of the bed.

"You two wait aside for now," the man in the suit told the two medical staffers.

Although somewhat reluctant, the two medical staff obediently moved aside. However, their gazes towards Ding Fan were full of skepticism.

These two were professional chief physicians sent from major hospitals, and the illness that they could not cure was now handed over to a young man.

Although they said nothing, their hearts were not necessarily free of frustration. They hadn't managed to treat the illness; how could this young man possibly succeed?

At this moment, Ding Fan was too lazy to care what the doctors thought; he directly approached the bedside.

There, on the bed lay a middle-aged man with half-black and half-white ginseng-like hair, his complexion somewhat pale but his expression still extremely dignified, with eyes radiating intelligent light.

Such a person indeed possessed an intimidating and formidable aura.

Ding Fan used his Divine Sense to check the patient's condition; the patient had a high fever, and from some characteristics on the body surface, it somewhat resembled the Black Death.

Moreover, more importantly, Ding Fan could distinctly feel the same kind of aura on the leader's body as that on the Black Rod.

Ding Fan guessed that the leader must have been affected by someone else's machinations, struck by something similar to this Black Rod.

"Did they call you?" the leader asked first.

Ding Fan nodded as an answer. He directly took out a box of Golden Needles, opened it with his right hand, and was about to administer the needles.

Seeing Ding Fan's composed and firm gaze, without a hint of unease, the leader finally closed his eyes.

Typically, leaders possess a very strong aura; ordinary people tremble in their presence or act out of character.

But the calmness displayed by Ding Fan made the leader believe that the other party must indeed be capable; his demeanor had already proven him to be no ordinary person...

Traditional Chinese medicine?

Seeing Ding Fan actually planning to use acupuncture, the two doctors exchanged looks.

You see, although the efficacy of traditional Chinese medicine is not inferior to Western medicine, its effect is not as quick. The leader's condition is very critical at the moment, yet Ding Fan chose traditional Chinese medicine.

"Assistant Secretary-General Tian, the effect of traditional Chinese medicine is very slow, and it focuses on heritage and accumulation. I'm not doubting this young man, only he is very young, and our patient is the fifth-highest leader... I am somewhat worried..." the male doctor beside spoke up.

The man called Assistant Secretary-General Tian's expression turned grave, and after pondering for a moment, he directly addressed Ding Fan. "Are you confident?"

"If you don't trust me, feel free to replace me right now," Ding Fan responded indifferently.

Buddha aids those with fate.

Gods and Buddhas are alike, and at this moment, so is Ding Fan. If you trust him, Ding Fan will lend a hand to help adjust your condition, but if you don't, then there's nothing he can do...

Assistant Secretary-General Tian turned grave and at the moment seemed unsure how to decide.

You see, Ding Fan is a specialist personally requested from above. Before meeting him, Assistant Secretary-General Tian thought the invited person would surely be an esteemed, white-haired old man.

When he saw Ding Fan, relying on his years of maintaining a composed demeanor in the bureaucracy, he managed not to reveal his doubts.

But now, what the male doctor said made a lot of sense; Ding Fan, at his age, using traditional Chinese medicine—could it be feasible?

If Western medicine is uncertain, could traditional Chinese medicine possibly work...

"Let him try..." As the Deputy Secretary-General Tian was still unsure of what to do, the Chief No.5 lying on the hospital bed spoke. "Life and death are predestined. If something happens to me, just remember not to blame him."

At this time, Deputy Secretary-General Tian had nothing else to say. Since Chief No.5 had spoken, he simply nodded. "Understood..."

Deputy Secretary-General Tian gestured to Ding Fan, "Please."

Ding Fan nodded, and right then he opened the box with the Golden Needle, his fingers sliding over it. A Golden Needle, as if sticking to it, was directly picked up by Ding Fan.

Ding Fan directed the Golden Needle on his finger straight into Chief No.5's throat.

The two doctors nearby, along with Deputy Secretary-General Tian, and even Huang Can who had come with Ding Fan, were all shocked with wide-open eyes. Knowing that the throat is one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body, inserting a Golden Needle there - isn't that akin to claiming someone's life?

However, when they all looked again, Chief No.5 on the hospital bed seemed unchanged in expression, breathing evenly as if unaffected.

The people exchanged looks, not knowing what they were thinking...

However, worried about disturbing Ding Fan from treating Chief No.5, they remained silent.

Huang Can on the side was even more terrified. After all, the person lying in the bed was Chief No.5, and yet Ding Fan had nonchalantly inserted the Golden Needle.

In all of Huaxia, how many people would dare to do such a thing in front of Chief No.5.

At this moment, Ding Fan ignored the stares of those around him. His hands continued to sweep over the box containing the Golden Needles, and quickly, one Golden Needle after another appeared in his hands. These needles were incessantly placed on Chief No.5's face, soon covering the entire face with Golden Needles.

While Ding Fan was placing these needles, afterimages appeared on his hands, leaving the onlookers in awe.

Even acrobats might not be able to perform with such flair.

After arranging all these Golden Needles, Ding Fan ran his right hand over them, and then the needles began to tremble.

The miraculous thing about these needles was that they all trembled simultaneously.

Gradually, a cloud of blood mist emerged, enveloping the area covered by the Golden Needles.

Seeing this, Deputy Secretary-General Tian tilted his head.

The scene in front of him was beyond scientific explanation, he really didn't understand where that blood mist had come from.

What Ding Fan was now using was the Four Symbols Needle Technique.

Previously, Ding Fan had analyzed the Black Rod used by Sun Wei, and understood the nature of its poison. Now, what Ding Fan intended to do was first protect Chief No.5's heart vessels with True Qi, and then gradually expel all the poison from his body.

As for those Golden Needles inserted, they were merely to maintain Chief No.5's brain function.

The mutated virus of this Black Death, its most formidable aspect, is to increase the body's temperature, first burning the brain, inducing hallucinations, leading one to die amidst delusions.

Ding Fan could not let Chief No.5's brain be overtaken by these viruses. If the brain were to be damaged, even if Chief No.5's life was saved, it would be futile.

To save someone, one should either save completely or not at all; this was Ding Fan's philosophy.

"Huang Can, come here and help him up," Ding Fan spoke to Huang Can nearby.

Huang Can did not dare delay, he quickly came over and assisted Chief No.5 into a sitting position from the hospital bed.

Ding Fan slowly removed Chief No.5's clothing and then channeled True Qi into his hands.

Ding Fan abruptly injected the True Qi directly into Chief No.5's body.

"What... what is this?"

"This can't be using Inner Strength to heal injuries, right..."

"Isn't this too frivolous..."

The two doctors witnessing this could no longer maintain their composure.

What Ding Fan was doing was just like something out of a martial arts movie, where a character heals others with Inner Strength.

Those two doctors didn't believe that Ding Fan was truly that capable, enough to heal others with Inner Strength. In their eyes, he was just fooling around.

"This... this... isn't this a bit..."

Even Deputy Secretary-General Tian found it hard to watch, he wanted to go forward and ask.

"Right now, Master Ding is treating the Chief. If you disturb Master Ding and something happens to the Chief, you guys take responsibility," Huang Can spoke before Ding Fan could. He stood up.

Huang Can knew that Ding Fan had cured his mother using this method, so he knew that Ding Fan was indeed not fooling around, he was truly healing.

Huang Can's words were forceful, and Deputy Secretary-General Tian pondered for a moment, then decided not to say any more.

The situation had already reached this point; even if they wanted to stop it, it wouldn't be possible anymore.

And just then, the seated Chief No.5's body began to tremble violently.

At that moment, Chief No.5 spat out a mouthful of blood...