Chapter 592: Feigning Illness

Saving a life was more meritorious than building a seven-floor pagoda! That was real.

Ling Yun didn’t accept Wang Dazhaung’s kowtow. He held him up and smiled at him.

Ling Yun removed the golden needles from the last patient. There was no more suspense following it, the patients were cured.

Moreover, Ling Yun used the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy to revitalize them. The two old men could already get off the bed by themselves.

They stood up groaning, their bodies twitching. They held onto Ling Yun and tried to kowtow to him as well.

Ling Yun naturally didn’t accept it. He called Tie Xiaohu over and stopped these two old men in their act.

“It’s enough that you’re healthy now! You can go home and enjoy the rest of your time!”

Ling Yun knew in his heart that these two elderly men weren’t only cured, they could live for another fifteen years at least. It would be difficult for them to fall ill again.

“Uncle Li, Uncle Tang, I think it’s better for you to make arrangements for these patients. I need to go out for a while now.”

Ling Yun scurried out of the clinic after he finished his sentence. People now knew who Ling Yun was, so they made a path for him without needing him to say anything. They looked up at him as though he were a god.

Ling Yun didn’t bother, nor did he care. He didn’t want fame, only Xiao Meimei’s life.

Twenty-two lives for Xiao Meimei’s life!

Ling Yun guessed that the Holy Virgin wouldn’t really kill Xiao Meimei even if he didn’t treat these patients. However, he didn’t dare to take the risk.

Ling Yun would definitely not put the life of a woman so willing to die for him up as a bet!

Ling Yun was going out now to find the Holy Virgin of the Devil Sect. He wanted to get Xiao Meimei back.

What a pity. The black car was still there, but it was empty. The Holy Virgin had disappeared into thin air.

“Hmph, rascal, your win today! Just take the dozen luxury cars as my congratulatory gift for your opening. I promise there won’t be any trouble with them!”

Ling Yun found these elegant words written on a fragrant purple handkerchief in the unlocked car.

It seems like she’s afraid of being spanked by me!

Ling Yun brought the handkerchief up to his nose and took a hungry whiff of the scent before putting it away in his spatial ring.

Ling Yun traced his steps slowly, pondering how to trace the whereabouts of the Holy Virgin.

The enemy lurked in the shadows. It couldn’t continue like this; otherwise, the Holy Virgin would always pull him along by the nose.

Ling Yun had to make the first move.

The police had reached the crossroads of the Ordinary People’s Clinic. They started to disperse the crowd and resume traffic.

Even these policemen looked up to Ling Yun with the deepest admiration and respect.

Ling Yun could only return their gaze with a small smile. “Do you see that black luxury car? Get someone to drive it back to my place,” Ling Yun said to Tie Xiaohu.

He couldn’t treat the twenty-two patients for free. Ling Yun wasn’t about to let this car slip away.

The Holy Virgin of the Devil Sect heard Ling Yun’s command in an inconspicuous corner. She couldn’t help but giggle. “I knew you would take the car…”

Ling Yun walked into the clinic with all eyes on him. This time, he went straight to the center and smiled at everyone. “Thank you for coming here to support me today. It’s already half-past twelve. The dishes are ready at the Shangri-La Hotel. Please relocate to the hotel. Eat and drink everything you want today. It’s on me!”

That was the first time Ling Yun addressed the crowd after the ribbon cutting ceremony. It was also the ending speech.

Emotions ran high! Everyone started to move, even those who didn’t want to go at first. Why? Because Ling Yun was treating!

Wouldn’t they not be giving Ling Yun face if they didn’t attend?

Long Tianjiao’s face was ashen. He seemed as though he had lost his soul. He finally understood why he wasn’t as good as Ling Yun.

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He was inferior to Ling Yun in every aspect except his identity as a nouveau riche!

Looks? Long Tianjiao was tall and well built with an air of arrogance, but he lost by a huge margin when compared to Ling Yun.

Strength? Long Tianjiao was at least three major realms higher than Ling Yun in his cultivation, but what did it matter? Ling Yun sent him flying with one slap. He couldn’t even touch Ling Yun!

Medical skills? There wasn’t anything to talk about. Long Tianjiao only knew how to do some simple dressing and applying ointment. He knew nothing about everything else.

The only aspect that Long Tianjiao could compare with Ling Yun was his background. However, what use was his background? He was insignificant compared to the young martial artists who joined the Heavenly Team and the Dragon Team.

There was no need to mention the three checks he prepared. For someone with this level of medical skills, money was within grasp!

For example, if an elder from the core of the Long Family fell gravely ill and the only person who could treat him was Ling Yun, what wouldn’t the Long Family give to Ling Yun to treat him?

He was such a fool to offer the 2.7 billion yuan.

His complicated gaze fell onto Ling Yun. Long Tianjiao then glanced at Cui Lao and Long Wu, his face changed, and his mouth twitched. He then fled from the Ordinary People’s Clinic.

Ling Yun saw that with his divine sense. He didn’t understand why Long Tianjiao looked at Long Wu and Cui Lao before he left and not Lin Zhenggang and Lin Menghan?

Soon, only Ling Yun’s close confidants were left in the Ordinary People’s Clinic.

There were about thirty of them, and everyone stood rooted to their spots, waiting for Ling Yun to speak.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ling Yun did something strange and impolite. “I’m exhausted, I’ve used up too much of my strength today…” he said with a ghastly face.

Ling Yun was faking it of course. However, he faked it so well that all the women felt for him! Qin Dongxue came to Ling Yun’s side in a flash and squatted down. “Rascal, what happened to you? Are you too tired?”

Ning Lingyu, Xue Meining, Lin Menghan, Long Wu, Zhang Ling, Kong Xiuru, Liang Fengyi… all of them panicked!

Qin Dongxue held Ling Yun in her embrace, unaware that Ling Yun was enjoying her full and soft breasts. He was snickering inside, but he appeared breathless. “I just saved twenty-two patients, I gave too much, and I have to take a good rest!”

No one could see Ling Yun’s true realm. That was why everyone believed him when he said he was really exhausted.

Miracle Doctor Xue would also experience a similar phenomenon whenever he used his Internal Energy to treat his patients.

To Miracle Doctor Xue, it was an almost impossible feat for Ling Yun to collapse only after treating twenty-two patients.

“Miss Qin, in my humble opinion, I do think that Ling Yun would require some rest. Let’s find a quiet place for him to rest so that he can recover quickly…”

Qin Dongxue’s face was blushing deeply. “Who asked you to act tough just now? You have given your life to others but tired yourself out like this. Aunty will…” She panicked and couldn’t help but chide Ling Yin.

Qin Dongxue couldn’t bear to finish the sentence with “hit you”. Her heart was filled with pain for this poor boy.

“W-where should we go now?” Qin Dongxue asked.

Ling Yun was still lying in Qin Dongxue’s arms, enjoying her tenderness towards him. He was moved at how good his aunt treated him.

“I want to return to Mansion Number One.”

Ling Yun had planned not to return to Mansion Number Nine at Qingshui Wharf. His freedom would be lost otherwise.

“Sure, wherever you want!” Qin Dongxue agreed swiftly. She bent down, thinking about carrying Ling Yun when she felt numerous eyes glaring at her.

Qin Dongxue stopped what she was doing immediately with a face as red as a tomato. She stood up hurriedly and pointed towards Tie Xiaohu. “Bring Ling Yun up the car!”

She didn’t count on Cui Lao coming over instead. He carried Ling Yun effortlessly.

“Young… Young chap, don’t act tough again, see how tired you are!”

The extent of Cui Lao’s anxiety wasn’t far from Qin Dongxue’s.

“Hehe, Cui Lao, I really had no choice today, I had a knife pointed at my throat…” Ling Yun’s heart winced. He didn’t want to lie to Cui Lao, but he had no choice but to continue his act now.

Everyone followed Cui Lao out of the clinic. Ling Yun laid his head on Cui Lao’s shoulder and waved goodbye to the crowd. He was then placed into the car.

That was how Ling Yun managed to sneak away from the Ordinary People’s Clinic.