Father Xue walked near the bed and took out the bottle from his pocket. It was a blue pattern porcelain bottle and a faint scent of medicine was wafting from it. He asked the irrelevant people to leave the room.
After everyone left he opened the cap and emptied the bottle's contents directly inside his father's mouth. In the time it took to open the cork and empty the bottle, the medical fragrance of the contents filled the whole room like a storm.
Everyone present felt their body at ease as if a small weight from their shoulders was removed. Ones with hidden diseases felt their conditions improve.
Ye Feng spewed the tea in his mouth along with a liter of blood. 'Mr. Xue, you don't play by the rules. I spent a long time preparing for a fight and you tell me the competition is canceled?'
The body of Mr. Xue who was lying lifeless on the bed inflated at visible speed, his stomach was slightly red, then his whole body turned red. His heart beats like a drum distributing the medical power of the liquid across his body.
{There is no way the medicine is already in the bloodstream so imagine the reaction happened 5 minutes later.)
He sat up suddenly and did not vomit anything. (He was not poisoned, why would he vomit black blood?) He pressed his chest slightly feeling a slight itching sensation across it.
He could feel the heart meridian repairing, it was slow but it was healing.
Ye Feng stood up and rushed to the bed, he took The Old man's hand to take a pulse.
Patriarch Xue was slightly surprised but did not stop him.
Ye Feng sensed a green energy floating in his blood slowly healing the damaged meridians. He was amazed, even his master would have to spend some time to refine medicine of this level. Even if he had to treat him, he would first discharge dead cells and then prescribe medicines to improve his health.
Ye Feng's pupils contracted.
This was not normal medicine.
It was not merely suppressing the injury.
It was not simply nourishing the damaged meridians.
It was directly repairing them.
Such a method completely ignored common medical principles.
Even his master would need multiple treatment sessions combined with precious medicinal ingredients to achieve a similar effect.
Yet this medicine was accomplishing everything through brute force.
'How can the Xue Family possess something like this?'
'Such rich life force... every ingredient must be over a hundred years old.'
'The main ingredient is definitely over a thousand years old.'
He withdrew his hand and asked, "Mr. Xue, Where did you get this medicine?"
Father Xue did not show any expression and said, "A friend of mine gave it."
After receiving this reply, Ye Feng did not ask any further. He knew that his current relationship with the Xue Family was not enough to disclose the source.
10 Minutes later, the effect of the medicine subsided, Patriarch Xue was slightly pale but his body did not show any sign of collapsing. The deathly energy was also gone. He looked like an old man in his 90s now instead of someone who was given notice of death.
Xue Ningli hugged him with red eyes, "Grandpa, You are all right."
Seeing the Old man was weak and might get strangled by this daughter of his, Father Xue clawed her head and exerted strength.
Ningli thought it was her grandpa praising her so she accepted the hand happily but when the pain followed, she started begging for mercy.
After 2 minutes she went back to drawing circles in the corner.
Patriarch Xue was happy to see his family was in good spirits. At least the family was holding good. After all, suddenly losing one of the two highest combat powers in the family could lead to intense fights within the family.
He looked at Ye Feng and saw his extraordinary bearing and a faint medical scent coming from him and asked Father Xue "Who is this young man?" then he looked at Ye Feng and said, "Young Man, did you help me heal?"
Ye Feng's face turned red, if there was a chance he would love to take the credit but here, dozens of people witnessed the truth.
Father Xue coughed and said, "Dad, I was the one who brought medicine that saved you." his back was straight, and his face was slightly upward.
Mr. Xue was still waiting for Ye Feng to reply.
Ye Feng awkwardly replied, "Greetings Grandpa Xue, I am Ye Feng. I am the closing disciple of Divine Doctor Xiao. I came with Ningli to help you." he presented his identity card before things went south.
Father Xue thought of something when Ye Feng introduced himself again,
'Fk, this is the guy who had an engagement letter with my eldest daughter.' Then his face changed again after he remembered the conditions mentioned by the phone call and the warning he gave him.
His face turned serious and said, "Ningli take Young friend Ye to the family hall and entertain him. Your sister will be back in an hour."
He also asked everyone else to leave.
Soon, only he and Patriarch Xue were left in the main hall.
"I am listening." Patriarch Xue only said three words.
Father Xue hesitated a second but asked another question, "Dad, How do you feel after taking the medicine? Do you feel any drawbacks like life-draining or hidden factors?"
"No, The medicine is only good and no harm." Mr. Xue sighed.
"There is no one around. You can talk freely," he added.
"Dad, three days ago a man approached me saying he could cure your injury but he needs our Xue Family to pay a heavy price as remuneration."
"He also said not to trust others, especially the Good Fortune Mountain's people." Father Xue paused to check on his reaction.
Mr. Xue did not respond.
He could only continue,
"He told me that your hidden injury was never completely cured."
"He claimed that Divine Doctor Xiao deliberately left behind a flaw."
"A flaw that would remain dormant for decades."
"And once you attempted to forcefully break through the next realm, the injury would erupt completely."
"He said the purpose was simple."
"To make the Xue Family owe them a second life someday."
"And when that day arrived, the price would no longer be money."
Mr. Xue remained silent.
His expression did not change.
However the atmosphere inside the room gradually became heavier.
The temperature seemed to drop by several degrees.
Father Xue could feel an invisible pressure pressing against his chest.
Then—
*Crack*
The wooden armrest beside the bed exploded into splinters.
The entire room became silent.
A terrifying pressure spread through the room.
The feeling of being manipulated for decades made his blood boil.
If Father Xue had not personally investigated the matter, he would never have believed it.
The more he thought about it, the colder his expression became.
Father Xue took hold of him but Mr. Xue shook it away and said, "I am not that weak."
Father Xue hesitated briefly.
Some of the things he was about to say sounded ridiculous even now.
Yet every event that had happened since then was proving the mysterious man's words correct.
He finally gritted his teeth and continued.
Father Xue sighed and continued, "He warned that if we follow and let Divine Doctor Xiao or his apprentice treat them then they not only not cure you but also eat up all our property."
"He said they had already used similar methods on other families."
"The biggest example he gave was the Lin Family from Fortune City."
"He told me that Ye Feng treated Patriarch Lin and soon afterward became deeply involved with the Lin Family's affairs."
"He also warned that once the Lin Family reached a desperate situation, the engagement would become a bargaining chip."
"I originally thought it was nonsense."
"I thought the man was trying to drive a wedge between us and Divine Doctor Xiao."
"So I sent people to investigate."
"The more I investigated, the more uneasy I became."
"Ye Feng saved Patriarch Lin and immediately entered the core circle of the Lin Family."
"He became their chief advisor despite having no prior relationship with them."
"Shortly afterward, the Lin Family's pharmaceutical project encountered major problems."
"Then Ye Feng suddenly possessed the exact solution."
"Not only that, he was also tied to an engagement with Lin Bingxue."
Father Xue paused for a moment.
"The timing was too perfect."
"Too convenient."
"I still could not prove the accusations."
"But I found enough coincidences that I could no longer ignore them."
Mr. Xue slowly closed his eyes.
Images from decades ago resurfaced in his mind.
The young Divine Doctor who repeatedly praised his talent.
The friendship that appeared out of nowhere.
The refusal to accept payment.
The insistence on maintaining contact.
At the time it felt like admiration from a senior.
Now every memory felt different.
Much different.