Finally, seeing the Xia Wentao family humbled brought a sense of satisfaction.
Soon, Chen Fan's gaze fell upon Sun Minghai again. He said calmly, "Old man, you've successfully ignited my competitive spirit. Today, Chen Fan is here to stir up trouble. I'm going to save Old Man Xia. What are you going to do?"
Sun Minghai, considering himself a prominent figure in Lin City, disdained Chen Fan. "You scrawny kid, childish and laughable!"
Chen Fan replied, "Old man, I'll ask you just one thing: do you dare to make a bet?"
"If you don't even dare to bet with a scrawny kid, then your title as a divine physician is undeserved!"
This open provocation escalated the situation.
He directly put Sun Minghai on the spot.
Xia Bingqing felt she had to speak up for Sun Minghai, hoping to gain some favor. "Chen Fan, don't go too far!"
"You..."
Before she could finish speaking, she was harshly rebuffed by Chen Fan.
"Shut up. When men are talking, why are you butting in?"
Just because you're good-looking doesn't mean I won't retort!
Hum...
Xia Bingqing froze, feeling as if ten thousand virtual beasts were stampeding through her mind.
Scoundrel!
Chen Fan raised an eyebrow and said, "Old Man Sun, I'm asking if you dare."
Sun Minghai had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree. "I dare, bring it on!"
"Good... If you lose, you'll call me 'Young Master' three times!"
"If I lose, this life is yours!"
Chen Fan stated indifferently, instantly filling the air with palpable tension.
Sun Minghai, in this situation, couldn't hesitate and agreed immediately.
"Alright..."
Without any hesitation, Chen Fan pushed through the crowd and went upstairs.
He didn't spare a glance at Xia Bingqing at the foot of the stairs, treating her as if she were air.
Meanwhile, the Xia family members and Sun Minghai also ascended to the second floor, gathering before Xia Taishan's bedroom.
Sun Minghai glanced at Xia Taishan on the bed, feeling utterly confident that he wouldn't last much longer, meaning even a celestial being couldn't save him.
Chen Fan was bound to lose.
Xia Bingqing walked in, her gaze filled with resentment. "Chen Fan, if my grandfather..."
"Shut up. Old Man Sun himself said he's beyond saving. I'm just trying to treat a dying horse as if it were alive!" Chen Fan scoffed, showing no interest in Xia Bingqing.
"You..."
Xia Bingqing felt Chen Fan was being utterly excessive.
Without another word, Chen Fan produced nine silver needles and inserted them directly into Xia Taishan.
Sun Minghai was startled by this. He hadn't expected such a young man like Chen Fan to handle acupuncture needles so proficiently... Wait, wait, why am I thinking this?
Now, everyone held their breath, watching Chen Fan's movements with the needles. However, most of them wore expressions of mockery, disbelieving that Chen Fan possessed the ability to cure a dying man.
Half an hour later, Chen Fan helped Xia Taishan sit up and, without preamble, struck him with a palm.
"Ugh..."
Xia Taishan vomited a large pool of black blood. Instantly, a hint of vitality appeared on his deathly pale face.
The crowd gasped in shock!
Xia Wentao roared, "You little brat, what did you do to my father? Why is he spitting blood for no reason!"
"You..."
Chen Fan snorted, retorting impatiently, "Are your glasses for show? Can't you see I'm treating your father?"
"Also, you should take a look at what he's spitting out!"
In the large pool of black blood on the bed, three small black worms were wriggling, and a foul odor permeated the air.
Upon seeing the worms in the black blood, Xia Wentao instinctively pinched his nose, a flicker of surprise flashing in the depths of his pupils before quickly vanishing.
"What is that..."