"Doctor Hao? Could it be the one famous throughout Jiangnan?" Shen Bao asked urgently, his voice filled with excitement.
Hearing his words, the other members of the Shen family also showed surprise. In Jiangcheng, who didn't know Doctor Hao's reputation?
The Black-Hearted Master lived up to his name.
Only Shen Shiyun's eyes flashed with a deep chill. "A joke, who do you think you are? Do you really consider yourself someone important? Do you think you can just summon Doctor Hao as you please?"
At her words, those who supported Shen Shiyun quickly burst into laughter.
"Doctor Hao has a peculiar personality. What kind of person is he to speak so arrogantly?"
"I say, he's definitely found some charlatan to impersonate Doctor Hao. Do they think we're all three-year-olds?"
"He might have ulterior motives. We need to keep our eyes open."
Sarcastic remarks rose one after another, and Shen Shiyun's faction regained the upper hand.
Shen Bao's face once again burned with fury, his eyes bloodshot, as if he would explode at any moment.
Ye Fan quickly raised his hand to stop Shen Bao, then looked indifferently at Shen Shiyun.
"What? Feeling flustered?"
He naturally understood what Shen Shiyun was thinking at the moment. It was nothing more than fear that her schemes would be exposed once Old Master Shen woke up.
After clarifying the facts, Ye Fan was no longer angry.
Now, it was Shen Shiyun who was anxious. She was afraid of her plot being discovered, so she was using words to disrupt him. If he had truly become enraged and lost his reason, he would have fallen into Shen Shiyun's trap.
Seeing Ye Fan's calm and collected demeanor, Shen Shiyun became even more annoyed.
But she still maintained a calm facade.
"Why should I be flustered? I think you're the one who should be flustered. If Doctor Hao doesn't show up, and a charlatan appears instead, I'm afraid your reputation, Mr. Ye, will be completely destroyed."
The implication was clear: you'd better think carefully. Once you fail, you'll be ruined.
"We'll wait and see."
Ye Fan smiled and then stood quietly to the side.
Ten minutes later, hurried footsteps could be heard from outside, along with Jiang Zhitao's curses.
"Damn it, what's so great about the Shen family? They won't let me in? Do they really think I'm a pushover?"
"Bang."
Immediately after, a black figure was sent flying in, crashing heavily onto the ground.
Upon closer inspection, the black figure was clearly Shen Shiyun's bodyguard, currently groaning on the ground, clearly not lightly injured.
Then, Jiang Zhitao entered slowly with Doctor Hao, followed by a dozen bodyguards, all wearing sunglasses and exuding an extraordinary aura.
Seeing Jiang Zhitao bring Doctor Hao in, Shen Shiyun's face instantly turned extremely cold.
But a smile immediately appeared on her face. "So it's Young Master Jiang gracing us with his presence. We regret not welcoming you sooner. Please forgive us."
Her ability to change her expression instantly made even Ye Fan feel admiration.
However, Jiang Zhitao didn't even glance at her, turning instead to Shen Bao.
"Second Brother Shen, when I caused trouble last time, it was thanks to your care. I remember it well. If you need my help today, just say the word."
Shen Bao nodded, his face filled with gratitude.
Then, Jiang Zhitao walked up to Ye Fan with a smile, his imposing demeanor as the eldest young master of the Jiang family vanishing without a trace, like a well-behaved child.
"Brother Ye, after receiving your call, I rushed over with the old man. Has someone fallen ill again? This old man, I can't let him have idle time. He still hasn't treated me to a meal after I saved her last time."
In front of Ye Fan, Jiang Zhitao was extremely solicitous.
This scene stunned everyone. What was going on?
They knew Jiang Zhitao and Ye Fan knew each other, but they hadn't expected Ye Fan to be able to subdue this unruly demon.
"Old Master Shen's illness is peculiar. Doctor Hao, please take a look."
He cupped his hands towards Doctor Hao. The old man's medical skills were truly extraordinary.
In his own words, there was no illness in the world that he couldn't cure, only whether he wanted to or not.
Doctor Hao nodded and slowly walked to Old Master Shen.
At this point, these people were even more confused.
Was this still the legendary Black-Hearted Master, Doctor Hao, who treated patients entirely based on his mood?
Why did he seem like a different person in front of Ye Fan?
Shen Tianyin stood up and stood to the side, while Shen Bao also held his breath.
Only Ye Fan and Jiang Zhitao were chatting and laughing, not taking the situation as a serious matter at all.
After examining Old Master Shen for a while, Doctor Hao turned to Ye Fan and said, "He's been poisoned. And it's an acute poison. The dosage isn't large, so it won't cause immediate death, but it will make the victim fall into a coma. Within three days, he will surely die."
If anyone else had said this, they would likely have been beaten out by the Shen family.
But since it was Doctor Hao saying it, it was entirely different.
"How could this be? How could Grandpa be poisoned?"
Shen Tianyin murmured, then suddenly turned to look at Shen Shiyun.
"Shen Shiyun, why is Grandpa poisoned?"
His expression suddenly turned icy, his eyes filled with coldness.
He had never hated Shen Shiyun so much.
Were money and power truly that important, to the point of suppressing familial affection?
If Shen Shiyun hadn't done these wicked deeds, he would have been willing to withdraw from the inheritance dispute, as long as the family could live in harmony and happiness.
But why did she have to do this?
Shen Shiyun, with a stern face, said, "Shen Tianyin, what do you mean by that? How would I know why Grandpa is poisoned? Are you suspecting me?"
At this point, Shen Shiyun had no other recourse but to quibble.
She could only hope that the old master's poisoning was severe, and Doctor Hao would be unable to save him.
As long as the old master didn't wake up, there was still room for maneuver.
"How is it? Can he be saved?"
Ye Fan asked calmly.
Doctor Hao smiled. "If it were someone else, they probably wouldn't be able to save him even with all their might. But in my hands..."
Saying this, Doctor Hao took out a box of silver needles from his backpack and inserted them into thirty-six acupoints on Old Master Shen's body.
With each insertion of a silver needle, the old master's body would tremble violently.
After thirty-six consecutive needles, the old master's body continued to tremble.
"Everyone, move back, be careful not to get hit."
Doctor Hao raised his hand to remind everyone.
The next moment, Old Master Shen, who had been lying on the bed in a coma, suddenly sat up and spat out a large mouthful of black pus and blood.
As this large mouthful of pus and blood was expelled, Old Master Shen's complexion visibly turned rosy, no longer as pale as before.
"The old master has some chronic ailments. This is a good opportunity to cure them along with the poison," Doctor Hao said with a smile, then continuously twirled the silver needles.
After a full half hour, he finally removed all the silver needles, then took out a towel and wiped Old Master Shen's forehead a few times.
"Old Master Shen, you can wake up now."
As if obeying an order, Old Master Shen, whose eyes had been tightly shut, slowly opened them.
"What's wrong with me? Why are you all gathered here?" the old master asked weakly, looking around in confusion.