At that moment.
Zhang Yang cast aside all distractions.
He placed the jade pendant and jade bracelet, worn by Han Xiyao and her father, on the table.
Then.
Holding a white wolf-hair brush, he dipped it into the ground cinnabar.
Taking a deep breath, he chanted silently.
"A touch of mist, all things emerge. With divine strokes, symbols like immortals!"
"Release!"
Instantly.
Zhang Yang's aura shifted.
A transcendent, ethereal energy enveloped him.
The white wolf-hair brush in his hand moved swiftly across the blank, yellowed talisman paper.
Stroke by stroke, he wrote.
Subsequently.
A wisp of true qi appeared at the tip of his right index finger.
He directly affixed the talisman paper onto the jade bracelet and jade pendant.
Hiss~
A flash of fire, and the talisman paper began to burn.
Wisps of black smoke slowly rose.
Seeing this, Zhang Yang chanted silently.
"Appear!"
As the words fell.
The slowly rising black smoke suddenly condensed into a character in mid-air.
"Shan."
This...
Zhang Yang looked at the character, somewhat puzzled.
"Xiyao, does your mother's name contain the character 'Shan'?"
"Ah?"
Han Xiyao was so shocked by Zhang Yang's earlier display that she was speechless.
Snapping back to reality, she replied.
"My mother's name does not have 'Shan', but my father's name does."
"Zhang Yang, is this 'Shan' the name of the person who harmed us?"
Zhang Yang nodded silently.
He had just used the Soul Locking Talisman technique from the Qimen Dunjia in the "Carefree Immortal Scripture."
He intended to trace the mastermind who harmed Han Xiyao and her father through the jade pendant and bracelet.
"The person with 'Shan' in their name is very likely the one who harmed you and your father."
Zhang Yang replied, "Think again, is there anyone around you who fits this description?"
Han Xiyao fell into thought.
Although her father's name contained "Shan," she was absolutely certain he would not harm her.
Then...
Suddenly.
Han Xiyao thought of someone.
However, after some consideration.
She shook her head.
This person was also a close relative to them.
It was absolutely impossible for them to do such a thing.
Zhang Yang, standing nearby.
Seeing Han Xiyao remain silent.
He decided to keep the matter in mind for now.
His current cultivation was too low to maintain this state for long.
The next moment.
Zhang Yang moved the jade bracelet and jade pendant aside.
He took out five more talisman papers, casting aside all distractions.
He took a deep breath and silently recited the earlier incantation.
Then, he dipped the white wolf-hair brush in cinnabar and wrote stroke by stroke on the talisman papers.
"Life Spirit!"
"Rise!"
After completing this.
Zhang Yang was drenched in sweat, his back clothes soaked.
He took several deep breaths and quickly took a Guiyuan Pill.
"Xiyao, place this talisman paper on your father's chest."
After speaking.
Zhang Yang picked up the other four Life Spirit Talismans.
He placed them in the east, west, south, and north directions of the ward.
"Zhang Yang, will these talismans work? Will my father really wake up?" Han Xiyao asked.
Although.
Zhang Yang's performance today was astonishing.
And it had overturned Han Xiyao's understanding of the world.
However.
Han Xiyao, who believed in science, felt it was somewhat unreliable.
Zhang Yang's methods were similar to those of street charlatans.
"Naturally, he will. Within five days, your father should be able to wake up," Zhang Yang said with a confident smile.
Seeing Zhang Yang's familiar confident smile.
Han Xiyao also felt a surge of confidence.
Suddenly, in the next moment.
Han Xiyao's father, lying on the hospital bed, coughed softly.
This further validated that Zhang Yang was not just putting on a show.
Han Xiyao was overjoyed!
"Zhang Yang, my father just coughed!" Han Xiyao exclaimed excitedly.
She grabbed Zhang Yang's arm with one hand, pointed at her father with the other, and said with great emotion!
"Heh, this is the Life Spirit Talisman taking effect."
"Your father's three souls and seven spirits have been harmed by malevolent energy for too long. Now that his soul and spirits are being nourished, he is naturally recovering slowly," Zhang Yang explained with a smile.
Hearing this.
Han Xiyao was beyond words with excitement.
Unable to help herself, she suddenly hugged Zhang Yang.
"Thank you so much!"
Han Xiyao wrapped her arms around Zhang Yang's neck and shook him.
On the other side.
Feeling the softness pressed against his chest, Zhang Yang's throat felt dry.
To prevent Han Xiyao from continuing to shake and rub against him.
Zhang Yang quickly hugged her back and smiled confidently.
"Xiyao, haven't I told you? You don't need to be so polite with me."
This familiar phrase again.
You don't need to be polite with me.
Han Xiyao felt a warmth fill her heart.
At this moment.
The two embraced in silence.
Time seemed to stand still.
After a while.
Han Xiyao, having regained her composure, suddenly realized their embrace was rather intimate.
Her pretty face instantly flushed red.
She wanted to let go of Zhang Yang, but found that he was holding her just as tightly.
She softly chided, "Zhang Yang, let go of me, you're holding too tight, I'm a bit uncomfortable."
"Ah~" Zhang Yang was startled.
He looked down at the shy Han Xiyao and embarrassedly released her.
"Um... I should go now. I'll treat you to dinner tonight," Han Xiyao said softly, her face flushed red.
Then.
She fled the ward as if escaping.
This was the first time Zhang Yang had seen Han Xiyao in such a demure manner.
Standing in the ward, he grinned like an idiot.
Afterward.
He surveyed the ward.
Confirming there were no oversights, he instructed the bodyguards at the door.
To ensure the talismans were not moved, he then left.
The ward where Han Xiyao's father resided.
Was a VIP ward at Jiangnan City People's Hospital.
The environment here was relatively quiet.
Patients admitted here were all wealthy or influential.
Zhang Yang walked along the corridor towards the elevator.
Suddenly.
He heard angry shouts coming from a ward ahead!
"All the doctors in your hospital deserve to die!"
"If you can't save Third Master, I, Mangzi, and all the brothers of the Fengyun Society will make your entire hospital pay!"
"..."
Following closely.
A cute, childish voice chimed in, "Hey, you people are being too much! Third Master's condition was already dire when he was brought in last night!"
"I don't care about all that! If Third Master doesn't wake up, your hospital will be ready to be buried with Third Master!"
"..."
Zhang Yang frowned slightly and stopped at the door of the noisy ward.
He was not one to meddle in other people's affairs.
However.
That cute voice inside.
Seemed to be Lin Yiyi.
Zhang Yang thought for a moment, then pushed open the ward door and walked in.
As soon as he entered.
He found the atmosphere inside to be rather tense.
Lin Miaoshou, with a grave expression, held onto a furious Lin Yiyi.
Beside Lin Miaoshou stood a trembling elder of similar age.
Behind them were a group of doctors with their heads bowed, looking at the floor.
And opposite Lin Miaoshou.
Were a group of burly men in suits and ties.
However.
These men's suits looked somewhat peculiar.
Everyone had their sleeves rolled up, and the exposed skin was covered in tattoos.
In any case.
There was a stark contrast between their attire and their exposed skin.
"Yiyi, what's going on?" Zhang Yang asked.
"Zhang Yang, what are you doing here?" Lin Yiyi asked in surprise.
Upon seeing Zhang Yang.
Lin Yiyi was briefly delighted.
However.
She quickly remembered that Zhang Yang likely wouldn't understand such matters.
Her inner joy vanished as quickly as it appeared.
Lin Miaoshou also nodded slightly at Zhang Yang, but his expression remained grave.
"Young friend Zhang, the situation here is quite complicated. You should leave."
Zhang Yang chuckled.
His gaze swept over the elder lying on the hospital bed.
He somewhat understood what was happening.
Zhang Yang smiled confidently, "Elder Lin, what exactly is the situation? Perhaps I can help."
Lin Miaoshou pondered for a moment, then sighed.
"Alas, last night..."
"..."
In about five minutes.
After listening to Lin Miaoshou's account, Zhang Yang understood the whole story.
It turned out.
Last night, Third Master of the Fengyun Society suddenly fell ill in the middle of the night, experiencing severe pain and coughing up blood.
Mangzi and others rushed him to the hospital that night.
However.
After a series of examinations.
Lin Miaoshou and the hospital doctors could not find the cause of Third Master's coughing up blood.
Due to Third Master's identity.
The entire hospital's medical resources were mobilized.
After discussion and research.
They concluded that Third Master likely had a respiratory issue.
Therefore.
They planned to treat his cough.
Believing that stopping the cough would also resolve the symptom of coughing up blood.
However.
After reaching a diagnostic conclusion.
The traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, led by Lin Miaoshou, advocated for using acupuncture to stop the cough.
As this was the safest approach.
But the hospital president, Sun Wuwei, who was in charge of Western medicine, disagreed.
He believed that Western medicine's intravenous drip for inflammation would be more effective.
They argued over this divergence.
Sun Wuwei, relying on the larger number of Western medicine practitioners in the hospital, decided to hold a vote.
The outcome was as expected.
Western medicine had the most votes.
Sun Wuwei personally prepared the medication for Third Master and administered the intravenous drip for inflammation.
In response.
Lin Miaoshou could only sigh.
He guessed that.
Sun Wuwei intended to impress Third Master, and he was too lazy to argue with him.
But.
Coincidentally, the problem lay precisely here.
After receiving the intravenous drip, Third Master's condition worsened.
All his internal organs were in a state of congestion.
There was a risk of massive bleeding from all his internal organs at any moment.
After understanding the cause and effect of the situation.
Zhang Yang shook his head repeatedly.
"Without understanding the cause of the illness, traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture is undoubtedly the safest. Western medicine's intravenous drip carries too much risk."
"Alas, it's too late to discuss who is right or wrong now," Lin Miaoshou also sighed.
"I just took Third Master's pulse. It should be the drip that caused Third Master's internal bleeding to be suppressed, accumulating in his internal organs."
Zhang Yang and Lin Miaoshou's conversation was not intentionally hushed.
Sun Wuwei, standing nearby, heard this and broke out in a cold sweat, quickly shouting.
"Lin Miaoshou, you can't shift all the blame onto me."
"You also tacitly agreed to the drip plan for Third Master last night!"
"This was discussed and decided by all the doctors in our hospital!"
"You can't expect me to bear this responsibility alone!"
Sun Wuwei's words caused the other doctors to feel disdain.
They mentally cursed his ancestors for eighteen generations.
What happened last night.
They were all participants and naturally knew what was going on.
It was clearly Sun Wuwei's fault!
This guy.
He always liked to rush forward and snatch credit and favors from the wealthy and powerful!
And now.
When something went wrong, he wanted to drag them down with him!
"I am not evading responsibility. When a patient has an accident in the hospital, we all bear responsibility!" Lin Miaoshou said coldly, looking at Sun Wuwei.
In terms of assigning blame, Lin Miaoshou did not want to argue with him.
For Lin Miaoshou, the most important thing was to save the patient!
This was the primary duty of a doctor.
At this moment.
Mangzi, standing opposite Zhang Yang, became impatient.
"Have you guys finished talking? Can Third Master be saved or not!"
Mangzi exuded a rough demeanor.
Judging by his appearance, he was someone who had seen bloodshed before.
His loud shout.
Instantly turned the hospital doctors and experts into cowering turtles.
The most relaxed was Zhang Yang.
He sized up Mangzi and the people behind him.
These people.
They looked more like thugs and bandits than businessmen.
At this moment, Lin Yiyi, a fearless newborn calf, couldn't stand Mangzi's arrogant demeanor and immediately threatened.
"Hey, you're going too far! If you continue like this, I'll call the Patrol Division!"
"Heh, if Third Master has an accident, even if the Patrol Division comes, none of you will escape!"
"Brothers, block the door, don't let anyone leave!" Mangzi said coldly.
Immediately.
The burly men behind Mangzi quickly dispersed.
Surrounding Zhang Yang and all the doctors.
Even the ward door was filled with people.
Seeing this.
Lin Miaoshou looked at Sun Wuwei, whose face had turned pale with fear, beside him.
He was very angry.
In the end, he could only step forward himself.
The Fengyun Society, founded by Third Master, had some influence in Jiangnan City.
However, having influence did not equate to high quality.
They engaged in shady dealings and took crooked paths.
With people like them.
You could not reason with them at all.
"Mangzi, let young friend Zhang leave first. This matter has nothing to do with him."
"I, this old man, guarantee that I will do my utmost to treat Third Master. What do you say?" Lin Miaoshou proposed.
Mangzi's face was full of rough flesh, and he sneered fiercely.
"Heh, if you can't save Third Master, none of you will leave!"
Lin Miaoshou was exasperated. "Mangzi, don't push it too far."
"So what if I push it too far? Aren't you incompetent doctors who forced me to do this!" Mangzi said unpleasantly.
"Old man, don't think I won't do anything to you just because you have some reputation in Jiangnan City!"
After speaking.
Mangzi took two steps forward.
He raised his palm, intending to teach Lin Miaoshou a lesson.
However.
Zhang Yang stepped forward first, blocking Lin Miaoshou, and said sternly.
"Brother, Dean Lin is a senior after all. Your behavior is not appropriate."
Seeing Zhang Yang block him, Mangzi became interested.
In the entire ward.
Except for that girl Lin Yiyi, who was naive and unaware of his terrifying nature.
This Zhang Yang also seemed to fear him not at all.
"Courageous, then I'll make you my first target!"
With that.
Mangzi clenched his right fist and lunged at Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang sneered dismissively.
He opened his palm and easily caught Mangzi's punch.
At the same time.
Zhang Yang's palm exerted force, tightly gripping Mangzi's fist.
"This...!"
Mangzi's expression suddenly changed, feeling pain in his fist.
In their first exchange.
Mangzi also realized that Zhang Yang was not simple.
Just as he was about to call for help from his brothers behind him, Zhang Yang voluntarily released Mangzi and said sternly.
"Stand still!"
"Does shouting and killing now mean your Third Master will wake up!"
After Zhang Yang released him.
Mangzi quickly hid the fist he had just punched with behind his back.
"Then let these incompetent doctors save him!"
"Brat, don't think you can help these incompetent doctors resolve today's situation just because you have some strength!"
Zhang Yang sneered dismissively. "To resolve today's situation, brute force is not needed."
Mangzi narrowed his eyes.
These doctors in the hospital had all examined Third Master.
After much discussion.
They were all at a loss, looking at each other.
So Mangzi had become impatient and angry.
Now, hearing Zhang Yang say this.
Could it be...
"What do you mean?" Mangzi asked.
Zhang Yang glanced at him and walked directly towards the hospital bed.
"Just save the person, it's not that complicated."
After speaking.
Zhang Yang stepped forward and placed his hand on Third Master to take his pulse.
This...
Seeing this.
Lin Miaoshou was slightly startled, fearing that Zhang Yang might act recklessly, and quickly stepped forward to assist.
And Sun Wuwei, beside Lin Miaoshou.
At this moment, he exclaimed with overwhelming joy.
"Brother Mangzi, this young man is not from our hospital."
"Third Master is still barely holding on, so we might still be able to save him."
"But now that this young man has stepped in, if something goes wrong later, all the responsibility will be his."
"And this Lin Miaoshou, who clearly knows this young man, also bears responsibility!"