Chapter 172 Traditional Chinese Medical Therapy

The person who spoke was none other than Song Xiangyu, the president of Jinling First Hospital.

Song Xiangyu had stood silently on the sidelines, watching the entire process of Lin Yu's treatment. He was astounded and awestruck that someone could actually cure cancer using acupuncture, and even more amazed when the diagnostic equipment confirmed this very fact. At that moment, Song Xiangyu was both excited and apprehensive...

Attracted by some inexplicable magic, Wu Chen suddenly leaned forward and kissed her on the lips. As the soft touch registered, Ling Fei's mind went blank with a sudden roar.

"Well, this year is almost over, so Sister Ruhui being cautious is only right." Gan Pei's eyes rolled slightly as she nodded solemnly.

By now, everyone from the Xuanyue Peak had already lined up neatly in the open space in front of the Wuwei Hall. Yong Shaoyu's face was ashen and stern. Seeing their master lose his temper, the disciples lowered their heads and exchanged glances, none of them daring to utter another word for fear of incurring his wrath.

Nan Shu was not doing this to return to the Fu family; rather, those things rightfully belonged to her in the first place. Even if she didn't want them, she would never allow anyone else to take them and flaunt them in front of her.

Here was the highest level of national development for e-sports, home to countless professional players and the birthplace of numerous large-scale tournaments.

The three of them had not missed the banquet; they were simply delayed midway and arrived a bit late, though fortunately just in time for the evening's main event.

"Wow!" Amidst everyone's simultaneous exclamations, that mass of black fog split into three in a flash, striking their opponents simultaneously.

By the afternoon of the next day, Mao Zhen put on oversized sunglasses and a face mask, sneaking out stealthily.

The three of them had been seated for several minutes without a single waiter coming over. Business at this restaurant was simply booming. After Tiaotiao cursed and shouted a few times, a waiter finally rushed over hurriedly and got straight to the point for ordering. Wang Yue was also starving, so he ordered quite a few extra dishes.

However, the moment it rang out, the roaring thunder and howling gales echoing through heaven and earth seemed to instantly fade into the background, losing all their momentum entirely.

Leng Yu's second provocation left all the dragon princes and descendants of the Sinful Dragon clan extremely dissatisfied, their bodies thrashing and roaring in continuous anger.

Ye Qingjue finally deigned to cast his gaze upon her, though the two words "returning to the palace" stirred an instinctive resistance within Xi Ruohui.

Seeing this, Bingxue's confidence surged dramatically. With a loud roar, her demonic power poured forth, condensing into a giant floating needle in mid-air, ready to descend.

Seeing Hao Chen suddenly summon the Shaoyao Tablet, bringing it down with an indescribable momentum, the giant wolf immediately tried to dodge away.

Outside the ancient lands, the black altar, which had previously emitted a peaceful and auspicious glow, turned gloomy and terrifying in the blink of an eye.

Hao Chen gathered his divine sense once more, and a wave of mental energy surged forth like a tidal bore. With a faint click, the spiritual imprint within the storage ring was directly erased by Hao Chen.

Yang Xiaotian stood up and said, "Thank you, Dragon King, for your trust. I, Yang Xiaotian, will dedicate my lifelong abilities to the Dragon Unit. From this day forward, I live as a member of the Dragon Group and die as its ghost. I will never let down the expectations of my brothers, nor will I fail the heavy trust of the Dragon King." With that, Yang Xiaotian slowly sat back down.

He glanced sideways at her, just in time to catch her exquisite profile. Bathed in the sunlight, she seemed coated in a layer of golden radiance, breathtakingly mesmerizing.

Besides, this person was of great importance—only Jun Liuyan himself could come to meet them. That was why he didn't mind making this trip. If it weren't for this, she truly wouldn't know how to make sense of the matter.

Believe it or not, there really was someone, and an old acquaintance at that: Aunt Qian and his dad! Of course, their home was not far away after all; Wu Qin simply preferred living in the bustling downtown area.

It could be said that a single word from Ye Nan could influence the lives of countless people and send a chill down the spines of numerous big shots. One had to admit that this was nothing short of a miracle.